To build a real cultural empire, Wu Liang and Su Qing thought the same, then it will take a lot of money, compared with other entities that need to operate, the investment in the film industry is relatively simple, as for the access rules, it is almost nothing to have Ye Weiyang.

At the meeting the next day, Su Qing directly decided that in the next time, the focus of Qingyu culture will be towards film investment, and there are still people who want to say something, but Wu Liang's appearance let them know that this matter is irreversible.

The goal has been established, to the beloved work to begin to adjust their corporate strategy, first of all, with the relevant departments for a variety of reports, as well as license applications and methods, the entire Qingyu culture up and down have begun to get busy.

Ye Weiyang is in his own retreat, saying that he is preparing to stabilize his realm, and others have nothing to say, as for Liang Yue, he can't help much, if this goods goes out to find trouble, he is definitely a good hand, but if he wants to do things seriously, it will be difficult for him.

However, Wu Liang didn't wait for Ye Weiyang to leave the customs, because Su Qing had completely completed the matter in just a few days, and he also had the qualifications to organize concerts and the like, anyway, they all had what a media company should have, and they also had what the media company didn't have, but Wu Liang was not ready to do journalism.

Otherwise, according to Su Qing, as long as a few reporters are recruited, Qingyu Culture now has the qualification to publish newspapers, and the reason for applying for this qualification is that it doesn't cost much anyway, since it can be done, then it will be done.

Wu Liang instantly felt speechless, even if we have money, we don't spend it like this, but since it has been done, then we must maximize the benefits, and one day we will use it, this qualification is long-term, and it is not half a day and a day.

In the tense and busy work, Su Qing can't take care of me and Wu Liangqing, he is often too busy to find anyone, Wu Liang will naturally not be idle, and now Ye Weiyang and others have caught up, the so-called cultivation and martial arts practice is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, and he naturally doesn't want to see his backwardness.

The unicorn atlas is in his hands, but it's a pity that this thing is less reliable than the jade rabbit, how to open it, Wu Liang didn't expect him to be able to find it out now, whether it was night or daytime, he tried it, and even did things under the sun, but unfortunately there was no reaction.

It's better to take your own things seriously, fortunately, the righteous qi decision itself is a very advanced internal strength method, but it will not drag Wu Liang's retreat, and his father is also a cultivator of righteous qi, that kind of powerful combat power, eradicating the saying of the night Weiyang, even the previous Qilin Emperor is not necessarily his opponent, of course, when Wu Liangcai grows up, the Qilin Emperor has already sacrificed his life for the country, and there is no direct collision.

However, there is a very direct expression that after the previous generation of the Guardian Temple was disabled, the work of guarding Huaxia was undertaken by the dragon group led by Wu Liangcai, and in the war against the outside, there were more wins and fewer losses, and basically there was no time to fall behind, until Wu Liangcai retired.

The word "dragon group" appeared in Wu Liang's mind for the first time, and he suddenly remembered Uncle Monkey, Uncle Tieta and others in the prison, there is no doubt that their strength is very strong, but in order to stay in Pingshan Prison, but he didn't say this kind of question.

It can be known from the tone of worship in Ye Weiyang that he is not clear about these things, and even he doesn't know that the dragon group may no longer exist, but this does not prevent Wu Liang from being proud of what his father has done, and he is now a son inheriting his father's business, and he will definitely not disappoint his father, remembering that when he left, his father stood on the mountain, looking at his own scene, Wu Liang squeezed his fists, and thought silently in his heart.

And he also knew that his father, who was known as the Dragon King a long time ago and was also the supreme leader of the first generation of the Dragon Group, except for the number one of the country, no one could dictate what they did, and even the request of the number two, they could refuse, of course, as long as it was in line with the decision of the national interest, they would not refuse.

However, after entering the fourth layer of the day after tomorrow, even in the Guwu Sect, Wu Liang can be regarded as a middle-level master, basically all of them who have reached this point are middle-aged people in their thirties and forties, and of course there will inevitably be some genius-like characters.

The internal strength is getting stronger and stronger, if he is now against Zhong Yanan and Ling Yuan, he will definitely not have such a big basket, Wu Liang is still very satisfied with his progress, it has been less than a month since he came back from the capital.

In the southwest of China, in the vast mountains, there is a very hidden place, there are several attics, the environment is very beautiful, it looks like a paradise, hidden in the bamboo forest, if you are not specifically looking for it, most of them will not be found.

Several young men in white clothes were practicing swords, and there were also people meditating and flirting not far away, and there were three middle-aged people sitting in the front, each with a small table in front of them, with tea on it, and from time to time they opened their mouths to point out a few words to the disciples under the door.

There are also a few girls, standing behind them, respectfully serving, they also belong to the ranks of disciples, but the time of cultivation is at night, basically there is a moonlit night, in order to maximize the effect of their cultivation of internal strength, belonging to the **** attribute.

Even so, for the masters, this kind of direct guidance is still rare, basically there is only half a month a year, and the rest of the time is basically self-cultivation, if you have any questions, sort them out, and wait until this half month to ask questions.

Of course, these disciples also have conditions for practicing martial arts here, and they will serve the master unconditionally for three years after leaving the school, so that they can get complete freedom, otherwise they will be hunted down by the masters in the sect.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man hurriedly broke in from the bamboo forest, and there was a two-inch-long scar on his face, which looked extremely hideous, and with that fierce gaze, even these disciples, who had seen him more than once, couldn't help but shudder and shifted their gaze to other places.

"What's the matter, junior brother?" A middle-aged man sitting on it asked.

"Third Senior Brother and Senior Brother Feng Tang are dead!" Gritting his teeth and saying this, the hearts of the others couldn't help but be stunned, who Feng Tang is They naturally know who the junior brother of the previous generation of the Bamboo Hidden Palace, that is, the junior uncle of these young men in white.

"When?" The faces of the three men above immediately became gloomy.

"It's been more than two years, and since his younger brother is gone, we always thought that he had gone abroad, and only got the exact news a few days ago that he was killed by a little baby named Wu Liang!" As he spoke, the murderous aura rippling up and down the scar-faced man's body made the disciples who were closer to him stay away one after another.

The middle-aged man in white led by him, slowly put his palms on the desk, and then clenched them into fists, let out a cold snort from his nose, stood up and walked towards the room, his wide sleeves waved slightly, and the whole table turned into sawdust in an instant

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