"Hurry to Qingping Temple!"
Just like before.
Xuanqing sent a message to Yang Ying, asking her to come over.
...
Moments later.
Yang Ying arrived at the inner courtyard.
"Greetings, temple master."
She first respectfully bowed, and then continued, "Temple master, as you commanded, the matter of controlled nuclear fusion has been researched."
Hearing these words.
"Oh?"
Xuanqing raised his eyebrows.
Then.
He made a move in his heart, released his God Soul, and instantly found the research base in Taiji Hall.
Next.
Waving the duster in his hand, he tore the space in front of him and imprinted the coordinates of the research base.
"Very well, you may accompany I (humble form used by a Taoist) to have a look!"
As his words fell.
He took a step forward, entered the torn wormhole, and his figure disappeared on Qingping Mountain.
