If the government and the martial arts world compete with each other, and fight with all their might regardless of the consequences, it is likely that both sides will lose in the end, and foreign hostile forces will benefit.

Therefore, this kind of struggle has always been limited to a small part, and under the table, no one easily dares to touch the red line set by both sides.

However, due to the return of a group of terrifying old guys, the martial arts world is obviously ambitious and unwilling to be lonely.

"How is our strength enhancement program progressing now?"

Iron striking must also be hard, and all planning and calculations must be based on considerable strength. Only when the government has the strength to make the martial arts world fearful, will they recognize the facts and restrain their undeserved ambitions.

Feng Xuanhua said respectfully: "Everything is going according to plan, but it will take more time." If a conflict breaks out now, we may not be much sure about dealing with the legendary heaven-level powerhouse. ”

The majestic man didn't care about Feng Xuanhua's unconfident answer.

"I don't blame you for this, when we formulated this huge plan, we didn't consider the appearance of a heaven-level powerhouse. If this unexpected factor is excluded, what are our chances of winning in the face of conflicts at the prefecture level alone?"

"It should be more than half. The specific results can only be obtained after a series of accurate measurements. ”

Feng Xuanhua thought for a moment and gave an answer.

"Hmm. The dignified man nodded, his face impassive, making it difficult to see whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied.

In fact, it doesn't matter, with the sudden killing of the heaven-level powerhouse, the original plan was messed up by this variable, and the mission progress, mission objectives and anything became meaningless.

The majestic man did not speak, Feng Xuanhua stood quietly and solemnly, and the atmosphere was a little quiet and unsettling.

Suddenly, Feng Xuanhua seemed to think of something.

"In the incident of the Maoshan faction's plot against Huang Linyun, there was a small episode. ”

"Oh, what a vignette. ”

"Yang Yonghui, a casual cultivator that we have been paying attention to, was invited by Huang Linyun's son to see feng shui at his meeting. saw through the conspiracy of the disciples of the Maoshan faction and rescued Huang Linyun's family. ”

"Oh?" the majestic man became interested, "So, this operation of the Maoshan faction ended in failure?"

If Huang Linyun was present, he would probably be fainted.

Before co-authoring the majestic man, he didn't even know whether the Maoshan faction's plan was successful or not.

People's attention to this matter has always been on the intention of the martial arts world. As for whether Huang Linyun was hit or not, and what he lost in the end, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

One of the famous wealthy businessmen in China, this is the kind of treatment.

"Yes, the Maoshan faction returned, and Liao Juting, as an accomplice, also suffered a lot of losses. ”

Lu Rihong must have been defeated, and for Feng Xuanhua, who has been paying attention to changes in the martial arts world, this is not difficult to find.

However, Yang Yonghui's "conversation" with Lu Rihong was in Huang Linyun's study, and no matter how capable Feng Xuanhua's people were, there was no way to know that the treasure of the Maoshan faction was detained by Yang Yonghui as a trophy.

Maybe when Lu Rihong returns to the Maoshan faction, this news will reach Feng Xuanhua's ears again and again.

The majestic man was a little interested in Yang Yonghui.

"I remember this lad and it's amazing how fast he's growing. If I'm not mistaken, he's from your NSA too?"

Feng Xuanhua said respectfully: "It's a special appointment, and it's half a national security person." ”

"Hehe, I'm optimistic about this little guy. Talent is rare, and he has no deep connection with the martial arts world, so it is worth our vigorous wooing. ”

"Yes, we've been working on it. Feng Xuanhua replied affirmatively.

"But don't rush it, young people are hot-blooded, energetic, and prone to pride, especially if they have extraordinary abilities. We must play the emotional card, deepen his sense of identity with the country, respect his wishes, and not communicate with him in the commanding way of the troops......"

The dignified man spoke freely, just like an educator sharing the experience of youth guidance, which made Feng Xuanhua stunned.

He didn't expect that the majestic man valued Yang Yonghui so much, even above himself.

As if he felt the doubts of his subordinates, the majestic man of the city government gave a rare explanation.

"Weird, isn't it?"

"I have a hunch that this amazing young man, our lucky star, will be the most crucial part of our plans. ”

Feng Xuanhua: "......"

......

Back at his home, Yang Yonghui put aside other clutter and focused all his energy on the study of the Soul Bell.

Originally, according to Yang Yonghui's own cultivation schedule, when his own strength had reached a fairly high level, he was ranked at the bottom of the list of studying and cultivating refining weapons and creating his own weapons.

However, after unexpectedly harvesting a finished magic weapon like the Conjuring Bell this time, Yang Yonghui didn't mind moving the position of the refining chapter forward slightly.

Magical weapons, magic weapons, and even immortal weapons and other messy names, except for the difference in level and power, actually roughly refer to the same meaning.

With the method of refining weapons that mortals cannot understand and master, weapons and tools with different functions made from some special materials can be driven by the communication of divine consciousness and mind, which is a magic weapon.

Yang Yonghui was empowered in his mind and entered countless techniques and methods for refining magic weapons, but due to the highly developed modernization of the earth, many heavenly and earthly treasures were damaged and destroyed intentionally or unintentionally, resulting in him wanting to refine weapons without suitable materials.

Not to mention the complete finished magic weapon.

That's not right, to be precise, even if it's an incomplete magic weapon, Yang Yonghui has never seen it.

Now that the Maoshan faction is known as the treasure of the town faction, Yang Yonghui is happy to "observe" carefully with his divine sense, and then ......

A little disappointed.

"This is the treasure of the town, and it's too shoddy, isn't it?"

Yang Yonghui pouted.

He was a little skeptical of what Lu Rihong said now.

It is also said that the Maoshan faction is also a first-class martial arts sect of the same level as the Feihan faction, no matter how shabby it is, there are no mid-level masters at the ground level, and there should always be a second-level master at the beginning of the ground level.

Lu Rihong is a small Xuan-level beginner, at most he is a young disciple with good talent, let him hold the treasure of the town faction, what is the difference between it and a child holding a gold ingot through the streets and alleys?

Recruit thieves?

Ahh

Therefore, Yang Yonghui speculated that this soul bell was a good magic weapon, but it was estimated that it was not a treasure of the town faction in the Maoshan faction.

In other words, the Maoshan faction still has a lot of better stocks.

Thinking about it this way, Yang Yonghui hoped that Lu Rihong would come to the secular world a few more times.

(End of chapter)