"Master Feng, let's go back first."
The two Taoist priests looked at Bai Cheng with horrified faces, hurriedly pushed Hong Mao into the car, and left in a hurry.
Bai Cheng returned to the entrance of Chuma Xiantang and saw Liu Tong surrounding Yuan Feng repeatedly asking if he was injured.
"Those two Taoist priests from the Maoshan Sect use the Five Elements Palm Technique, which is extremely powerful. Are you really okay?"
Bai Cheng joked: "Why do you only care about the God King? I don't even ask if I am injured. I am also your ancestor after all."
"Master Patriarch" was a joke, but Liu Tong was so nervous that she didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Yuan Feng glared at Bai Cheng and lectured: "Have you forgotten what I told you again? Don't always be me, me, for fear that others won't know that you are different, right? Also, don't do it in the future. If you call me God King again, just call me by my name."
"Oh..." Bai Cheng stuck out his tongue and said with a smile: "God King... no, boss! Yes, I will call you boss from now on! Has your body been tempered with some secret recipe? Otherwise, how could you not stop generating energy? Can you take those two palms by force? What kind of secret method is it? Let me evolve too!"
"The elixir is just for body building. I don't have any materials suitable for your Qihai body now. Let's talk about it later when we have a chance."
Bai Cheng was a little disappointed, but he also knew that there were indeed very few materials suitable for refining high-quality elixirs in the world, so he had no choice but to wait for his fate.
He turned around, looked at Liu Tong carefully, and said, "I see that your interior is neat and orderly. Have you received guidance from the boss before?"
Liu Tong nodded vigorously.
"This is easy to handle. You can learn the art of controlling spirits from me in the future. Shamanism will eventually be left to you to carry forward."
After Bai Cheng finished speaking, he returned the black stone ring to her.
Liu Tong was flattered, and it was a great opportunity to be accepted by the Awakened One. However, she would never dare to accept this inheritance from the Hall Master. She hurriedly took two steps back and said, "You are the Hall Master. You should wear this black stone ring."
Bai Cheng disdained these superficial things and forced the ring into her hand.
"You still have to wear this ring. On the one hand, it can help you cultivate your original energy, and on the other hand, you can activate the original energy in it to defend yourself at any time. After all, no one knows when that red-haired monkey will come to cause trouble again."
"Then...then what should you do?"
Seeing her worried look, Bai Cheng smiled mysteriously and said, "You don't have to worry about me. I'm with the boss and I have my own way."
On the other hand, the red-haired man escaped from Chuma Xiantang and returned to the Huilin Hotel in the city center.
There were faint sounds of howling ghosts and wolves in the luxurious presidential suite.
"Hey, let my dad answer the phone! Dad... I was bullied by Zhou Dongming's bitch!"
The red-haired man made a complaint on the phone. I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, which made him keep nodding. Then the bitter look on his face disappeared, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Dad, please inform my brother about this as soon as possible, so that Zhou Dongming knows that our Maoshan Sect is not someone to be trifled with!"
Zhou Dongming arrived at the 36th Longdu headquarters.
Always unkempt, he changed into a black suit for the first time and strode into the headquarters building.
In the conference room of the headquarters, three old men sat at the head of the table.
The unsmiling person in the center is Fang Anguo, the supreme commander of the 36th Division.
He has served in the Thirty-Six Division for more than 40 years and has dealt with countless horrific crises among practitioners. His legendary deeds are enough to fill a book.
To Fang Anguo's left is an older man with a thin face and dressed as a Taoist priest.
The most incredible thing is that he is wearing a yellow robe!
The yellow robe is the most superior among the robes, and not just anyone is qualified to wear it. This person is none other than the Great Celestial Master Zhang Hanzhan.
Sitting on the right side of Fang Anguo is also an old man. He is wearing a vermilion cassock, his eyebrows are flying into his temples, his cheekbones are angled into the sky, and he is always smiling.
He is Master Shikong, the abbot of Huaxia Temple.
In fact, among the three, only Fang Anguo is a serious member of the Thirty-sixth Division. Zhang Tianshi and Abbot Shikong both participate in the discussions as consultants. Even so, because the two of them are highly respected among Dharma practitioners, their opinions carry great weight.
Opposite the main seat, there are three chairs prepared, two of which are already occupied.
On the left is a young man with short hair, a white shirt, and black trousers.
In the middle is a petite woman in a t-shirt. Despite her delicate appearance, her words and deeds are informal. At the moment, she is chewing gum with her legs crossed, and the silver jewelry on her body is jingling.
"What are you doing?! What time is it? You're not here yet?"
The woman glanced at the empty seat next to her, looking impatient.
"Hello, Mr. Fang! Hello, Master Zhang! Hello, Master Shikong! I'm really sorry, the plane was delayed and I kept everyone waiting!"
Before the woman finished speaking, she saw Zhou Dongming pushing open the door and walking directly to his seat to sit down.
"Everyone is gone, let's have a meeting." Fang Anguo glanced at Zhou Dongming and continued: "The encirclement and suppression of the Zoroastrian Society in Buxian Mountain a few days ago caused quite a shock, which also shows that the current situation is not as calm as we imagined! So, today I called everyone from all the way here for a meeting. The first is to listen to Captain Zhou’s summary report. The second is to concentrate our efforts and work together to strengthen the management of practitioners. Captain Zhou, please tell everyone about Bu Xianshan first. .”
Zhou Dongming nodded, stood up, took out the manuscript he had prepared in advance, and recounted the ins and outs of the Battle of Bulxian Mountain in detail.
Of course, his speech concealed the true identities of Yuan Feng and Bai Cheng. He only mentioned that new players would be used to win unexpectedly, and nothing else was mentioned.
"A total of 131 members of the Zoroastrian Society were captured in this operation, including 23 practitioners. We dispatched 44 agents, three were injured, and one died... The blood gallstone has not been found yet..."
Zhou Dongming looked sad when he said this.
The meeting place was also quiet, everyone was trying to digest the information he conveyed.
After a while, the young man said calmly: "Commander Fang also said just now that all groups in the 36th Division must concentrate their efforts and work together. Bu Xianshan is also the jurisdiction of our first team after all. You would rather pull the four More than ten people have traveled more than a thousand kilometers and are not willing to say hello to us in advance?"
He looked at Fang Anguo again and said: "Commander Fang, if the first team was notified of this operation in advance, I believe there would not be such heavy casualties!"
Before Fang Anguo could say anything, the woman sitting next to Zhou Dongming said angrily: "I don't trust you."
"Lan Xingti, be careful what you say."
Fang Anguo glared at her, and then looked at Zhou Dongming nervously.
He knew Zhou Dongming's temper very well, and was afraid that he would flip the table in front of Master Zhang and Abbot Shikong...
However, Zhou Dongming was uncharacteristically today and said quite calmly: "The blood gallstones entered the country through Taiyi Company, and the identity of the buyer is mysterious. Although the Sky Eye system cannot find the buyer's information, it can still turn over Taiyi Company's relationship network. The blood gallstone is in the hands of the Zoroastrian God Society in the blink of an eye. How do you want me to inform you?"
"Zhou Dongming! Do you still doubt that the Maoshan Sect is successful?!"
The young man slapped the case and immediately became angry.
Zhou Dongming smiled faintly, spread his hands and said: "I have no doubts, I am just stating the facts. By the way, there is a Taoist priest named Qian Xuan among the fugitives of the Zoroastrian Society. It is best to ask your uncle to check the roster."
"What do you mean?!"
This completely angered the young man, and he got up and started to take action!
"Both captains, don't be impatient."
Just when the situation was about to get out of control, Zhang Tianshi spoke.
"Maoshan Sect is our largest sect in China, how can it be related to the Zoroastrian Society? There must be a misunderstanding. I will go to Sect Master Feng in person later, investigate the matter clearly and report to Mr. Fang."
"Then I'll trouble Master Zhang Tian. After the Maoshan Sect's name is rectified, I'll settle the score with him!"
The young man glared at Zhou Dongming, and it seemed that he had taken note of this grudge.
This young man who has always been at odds with Zhou Dongming is named Feng Nuo.
Although he was not in the Maoshan Sect, he had a deep connection with the Maoshan Sect, so Zhou Dongming targeted the Maoshan Sect intentionally or unintentionally, which made him so angry.
Feng Nuo is the only son of the younger brother of Feng Chaosheng, the leader of the Maoshan Sect, and an authentic direct descendant of the Maoshan Sect. His parents died when he was young, so he lived with Feng Chaosheng in the Maoshan Sect since he was a child and practiced Maoshan Shu.
Feng Nuo was extremely talented, and at the age of fourteen he had already mastered the two secrets of the Maoshan Sect, Fire Cloud Curse and Thunder Jue. However, just when everyone in the sect thought that he would inherit the mantle, he decided to study abroad when he was sixteen years old...
While studying abroad, Feng Nuo came into contact with the "magic" theory that was completely different from the Chinese magic system. This man is also a genius. He actually integrated Maoshan magic with it, used his strengths and avoided weaknesses, and became his own school.
Within a year, the name of "Fire Magician" spread among the major cultivators' organizations overseas.
A few years ago, Feng Nuo returned to China and entered the 36th Division on the recommendation of Feng Chaosheng. With his strong strength, he was quickly promoted to the captain of the first team and became the youngest captain in the history of the 36th Division.
Speaking of the three captains of Division 36, it was obvious from this meeting that their relationship did not seem to be harmonious.
It’s no wonder that Feng Nuo and Lan Xingti are both extremely powerful cultivators. One is a "Flame Magician" who has gained the true inheritance of Maoshan Sect and later established his own sect, and the other is an elite of Fangxian Dao of Huaxia Kingdom and Miao Jianggu. Successor of skills.
Only Zhou Dongming is a completely ordinary person...
However, in last year's Thirty-Six Martial Arts Competition, both of them lost to Zhou Dongming...
If you ask why, there is only one reason. Zhou Dongming was born in the special forces and has extremely strong overall strength. With the blessing of some modern technology, he can defeat the enemy with one move before the opponent can chant a spell or cast a spell!
Because of this, the three teams led by Zhou Dongming not only did not lag behind the other two teams, but became more courageous and made great achievements as they fought.
This makes Feng Nuo and Lan Xingti, who are practitioners, lose face. The contradiction is self-evident.
