Looking at the Quasi-Sage Dahong who suddenly appeared in front of Qingyun City and even in front of the main control room of the Qingyun aerospace aircraft carrier, Fu Minghui was not at all panicked.
Just now, Xihe had warned Fu Minghui that an expert was approaching; and judging from the breath, it was Dahong.
Quasi-saints no longer use eyes, let alone their souls, to observe the world. Instead, they use a mysterious existence, which people usually call "will" or "the will of the quasi-saint."
If we must give a strong explanation, it is a ninth sense that can challenge the rules of heaven and earth.
Ordinary people use their five senses, low-level practitioners use their spiritual awareness or mental power, higher-level practitioners use their spiritual consciousness, and higher-level practitioners use their primordial spirit. But when they reach the level of quasi-saints, they use a completely new sense.
This sense is a collection of all practices including spirit, belief, practice fruit, law, primordial spirit, etc., a kind of 'mixed primordial fruit', an existence that can be compared with the Heavenly Dao in terms of 'quality'.
Fu Minghui walked onto the deck and extended an invitation to Dahong.
Dahong nodded somewhat arrogantly, his eyes quickly passed over Fu Minghui and looked at Xihe behind him.
When Xihe slowly appeared, Dahong actually screamed and jumped up. "You...you...you Xihe? The Queen Mother of Heaven?"
Xihe looked at Dahong, nodded slightly, stopped talking, walked leisurely across the deck, and went to the back to rest.
"This... this..." Dahong was so surprised that he was a little incoherent. Just as Xihe was about to turn the corner, Dahong suddenly shouted, "Senior, please wait. I am Dahong, the junior of the Yellow Emperor. I have a few questions for you."
Xihe paused for a moment and said, "You should discuss things with Fu Minghui first. I have plenty of time here, and I also have a lot of questions."
"Okay, okay!" Dahong nodded like pounding garlic.
Fu Minghui found it interesting. Dahong, who was a little arrogant just now, became like a child after seeing Xihe? It was like a not very sensible teenager meeting a majestic elder.
Dahong turned to look at Fu Minghui, and the arrogance in his eyes disappeared. No matter why Xihe was here, Dahong decided to put aside his arrogance for the time being.
Of course, you can put aside your pride temporarily, but you can't relax when it comes to negotiations and so on.
Da Hong got straight to the point: "City Lord Fu Minghui, can we dock at the Sky City of Shang Kingdom at will?"
"Anywhere you want to stop?" Fu Minghui smiled. "In principle, we can stop anywhere. But we have to consider not only political issues, but also our own security. Therefore..."
"No need to worry about that." Dahong waved his hand and said directly, "You can stay behind our battle line and fly forward about 10,000 kilometers. Then put down the teleportation array, at least five sets of teleportation arrays, we need the fastest material support and so on. We will be responsible for the safety issues and ensure that there will be no problems. I guarantee this with my own reputation. As for the political issues, we will allow you to stay here. How do you think?"
Fu Minghui immediately smiled: "No problem!"
The Sky City flew forward for a distance of 10,000 kilometers and stopped just above the supply base of the Yellow Emperor's Legion. The teleportation array was lowered and placed directly at the door of the warehouse at the Yellow Emperor's Legion's supply base.