In Fukushi, in a small mountain village next to the Oyeike tourist attraction, a shirtless man is packing up all kinds of iron-striking things.

Behind him, several swords were placed.

The moonlight hit the sword, and the cold light was revealed, and just looking at it, you could feel the looming killing intent emanating from the sword body.

In the hut behind the man, there is also a certificate of 'intangible cultural heritage' on the wall, and the surname on the signature is extremely rare.

Ouyeel Sword Student!

The man lowered his head to pack his things, but before he could think about it, a sharp knock on the door suddenly sounded.

When he opened the door, two agents of the State Secretariat in black suits were standing outside the door, holding official documents.

"Mr. Ouye, hello, we are the secretary of the Great Yan State, the country has an important task that needs your help, please come with us......"

After seeing the documents of the State Secretariat, the man suddenly looked a little flustered, but soon, the village chief of the village also rushed over.

Under the appeasement of the village chief, Ouye Jiansheng was taken into the car, and the black sedan quickly disappeared into the night, and no one knew what had just happened here.

……

At the same time, Zhao Qi, who was sitting in the office, was holding Ouyeel Jiansheng's personal information.

He looked at the information with great interest and seemed very satisfied.

And under the light, the personal resume recorded on this information is also very exciting.

Ou Ye Jiansheng is a descendant of the sword saint Ou Yezi.

Ou Yezi was a native of Minhou in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the essence of sword-casting skills was the first in the Spring and Autumn Period.

And this Mr. Ouyeel Jiansheng obviously inherited the craftsmanship of his ancestors, and his ancient sword-casting method was not only awarded the certificate of intangible cultural heritage, but also invited to be a professor of cold weapon introduction culture.

Now the Qintianjian is being established, but in all parts of the country, a plan to recruit the required talents has been secretly launched at the same time.

Ouyeel Jiansheng is just one of them, in addition, there are countless elite talents in various fields who are being sent to Longjun overnight.

……

In Sanqingshan, in the office of the president of the Taoist Association, a rapid telephone ringing broke the silence of the night.

"Hello?"

The president, dressed in traditional clothes, stood up with a solemn face the next second after answering the phone.

"Yes, yes, understood!"

After hanging up the phone, the president immediately summoned all the members of the association overnight and went to the conference room for a meeting.

Almost everyone who attended the meeting was wearing Taoist robes, except for the one sitting in the middle, who was quite immortal and was very respected by the others.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the reason for the sudden meeting is that I received a phone call not long ago."

As he spoke, the president looked at the old man sitting in the middle and said:

"Daochang Zhang, I said on the phone that someone will come to pick you up, go to Longjun urgently, and I will talk about it in detail after I need to meet you in person."

The old man stroked his beard, with a little doubt between his eyebrows:

"What is so mysterious that you have to keep your mouth shut?"

This old man is not an ordinary person, but a contemporary descendant of the Danding faction.

This Sanqing Mountain was originally the dojo of the Taoist Danding faction, and during the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Ge Hong settled here to make alchemy, becoming the originator of this sect.

And this Zhang Daoyi is the contemporary descendant of the Danding faction, who has been committed to studying Taoist culture all his life, looking at the Taoist lineage of the whole country, and this one is also one of the best people.

But the president could not give any answer to this question, because even he knew very little about it.

"Zhang Daochang, I don't know the specific things, but it should be related to academic research.

Please prepare early, and someone will come in a moment. ”

Zhang Daoyi did not object to this matter, he has been committed to promoting Taoist culture all his life, and as soon as he heard the words academic research, he immediately agreed.

The rest of the Taoist priests also stepped forward to help, and the backpack contained ancient Taoist books that Zhang Daoyi regarded as treasures, as well as fragments collected from various places.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for several agents to appear outside the door of the association and escort Zhang Daoyi to the car.

Looking at the vehicles that were gradually moving away, the president realized later:

"There is the highest-level pass in front of the car, it seems that the people who transferred Zhang Daochang to go are of a very high level, this matter is not simple......

……

At the same time that Zhang Daochang was taken away, in an ancient house in Haining, thousands of miles away, there was a constant sound of tinkling and clanging.

The two agents walked up the stairs to the third floor, as if they had stepped back in time.

The room was full of wrinkles of armor, large and small, and at a tool table, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties was concentrating on assembling armor.

"Master Wen......"

As soon as one of the agents spoke, the man known as Master Wen said without raising his head:

"Wait for me for a few minutes......"

When the agents heard this, they all stood aside and watched Master Wen work seriously in front of the table.

A few minutes later, a golden silk soft armor as thin as a cicada's wings took shape, and was carefully hung on the wall by this Master Wen.

After this, the man looked at the two agents not far away:

"I received a call from the city during the day today, you are the one who picked me up and went to Long County?"

The agents nodded, then showed their credentials.

Looking at the documents in the agent's hand, Master Wen nodded, then walked into the house, picked up the backpack that had been packed, and left the place with the agents.

Under the light, the vigorous inscription confirms the extraordinaryness of this place.

"Yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never ......be returned if it is not broken"

This Master Wen's real name is Wen Tao, and he is a contemporary writer, that is, a armor maker.

Or you can call it an imitator of ancient utensils.

It took him six years to highly restore the armor of the Song Dynasty seven hundred years ago.

This set of armor alone has thousands of parts.

In addition, this person is also an expert in the study of cold weapon culture at the Haining Academy of Social Sciences.

In the industry, this Master Wen has become a myth in Asia.

It is said that no one can perfectly restore any of Master Wen's works without the help of technology.

And the armor in the hands of Master Wen is not only beautiful, but also has a solid defensive effect.

Early this morning, Wen Tao received a call from the president of the Chinese Academy of Social Sciences.

On the phone, the dean was mysterious, saying that he wanted to transfer Wen Tao's work.

and demanded that Wen Tao not disclose the incident to anyone, including his family.

Therefore, Wen Tao was not surprised when the agent appeared, but after seeing the agent show the documents of the State Secret, Wen Tao still faintly realized in his heart that the matter was probably more complicated than he imagined.

The establishment of the nine major departments requires countless staff officers.

However, under the great attention of the state, those who can enter the Qin Tianjian must be the elite of the elite.

And how powerful is the state?

Once this huge machine turns, talents from all over the country have nothing to hide, and they are all found and recruited with all their might!

So on this night, the same scene was playing out all over the country.

And on the way to Longjun for these people, whether it is the work unit or the local household registration department, they have tacitly eliminated all records about them!

In other words, from the first step of their journey, the non-disclosure agreement has already begun to take effect!

This night, in silence, the Great Yan Kingdom seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes......

(End of chapter)