The tea in the office was fragrant, Qingfeng sat opposite Han Jiuyang, slowly sipping the fragrant tea in his hand, and next to him stood Chen Dong, who was meticulously making tea.

"What does the Taoist think, the authentic Wuyi Mountain big red robe, picked from the mother tree, I can't share much every year!" Han Jiuyang played with the Ming Chenghua Doucai Chicken Bowl Cup in his hand.

"Good Tea"

Qingfeng sighed in admiration when he heard this, and then put aside the expensive antique teacup in his hand, waiting for the other party to speak again.

"It's good if the Taoist chief likes it, but although the mother tree is precious, it is not worth mentioning compared to the mythical and legendary Kunlun Divine Tree!" Han Jiuyang pointed out.

"Director Han has something to say, if Poor Dao is not mistaken, you send someone to go all the way, just for the Kunlun Shenmu."

Qingfeng saw that the other party's words had bypassed the circle, so he frowned and reminded: "The Kunlun Divine Tree in the Absolute Queen has fallen into the ghost cave!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but it's a little hard to change this habit after it becomes natural!"

After hearing this, Han Jiuyang first smiled apologetically, and then his face became serious and said, "Although I am very interested in Kunlun Shenmu, it doesn't matter if I can't find it, it's just that some people don't think like that!"

After Han Jiuyang finished speaking, he pointed to it, revealing an expression that you understand, Qingfeng suddenly understood in his heart when he saw this, and it seemed that no matter who he was, he was also full of fear of death.

"Okay, these words are over, my main purpose in looking for the Taoist is not for these innocuous things."

As soon as Han Jiuyang finished speaking, Chen Dong next to him presented a thick booklet and opened the cover in front of Qingfeng.

Qingfeng looked down, and the first thing that caught his eye was a magical table of contents, compiling from top to bottom the legendary artifacts of China since ancient times, as well as the names of the two sects of Taoism and Buddhism.

Whether it is Xia Yu Jiuding, or the heirloom jade seal, or the relics of Sakyamuni are all registered in the book, but most of them are marked with missing words at the back.

Looking at the familiar name in the catalog, Qingfeng couldn't help but flip through the page number, first of all, the inheritance history of the Maoshan sect in this realm.

It's just that the content is very unclear, and even in the end, there is no record of the inheritor, as if it has disappeared into history.

The Eight Treasures of Maoshan that followed closely behind were all marked with missing words, which made Qingfeng wonder what this world had experienced, which made his Taoist inheritance almost cut off.

"What does the number 50,000 mean?"

When turning the booklet to the catalog of the Wudang Sect, Qingfeng pointed to the True Martial Sword that was not marked as missing, but had become a set of strange numbers.

"This is what I want to say to the Dao Chief, the number behind represents the contribution, every member of the 749 Bureau, after making the corresponding contribution, will get a certain value, which can be exchanged for these rare treasures!"

"Of course, in line with the principles of fairness and justice, mutual benefit, we will not force our members to do anything, everything is voluntary!" Han Jiuyang said with a smile.

"It's kind of interesting"

Qingfeng laughed after hearing this, although this system seems simple, but the control of people's hearts is leaky.

With the same status and respect, I am afraid that not many people can refuse such a temptation, and even he can't help but be moved.

Then the two discussed how to get the contribution points, which was nothing more than solving some difficult chores for them and bartering.

The more magical items they are, the more contributions they can get, and if they contribute their cultivation methods, it won't be a problem for Qingfeng to move their warehouses away.

It's just that it's about the inheritance of the sect, and Qingfeng can't agree to it no matter what, so he immediately rejected the other party's tentative words.

Han Jiuyang expressed his understanding of this, so he stopped discussing this topic, and enthusiastically asked Chen Dong to arrange a banquet to officially welcome Qingfeng, the new consultant.

Overall, this conversation made Qingfeng feel very satisfied, and with the help of these special powers, he was one step closer to the secrets of those immortals.

"Farewell!"

"The Taoist chief will not send it if he walks slowly!"

Walking out of the gate of Bureau 749, Qingfeng was escorted by a car sent by Han Jiuyang to the Capital Hotel to prepare for a rest.

But at this moment, the jade talisman on his waist suddenly shook slightly, and General Yin, who had arranged it earlier, sent some special news from the air.

"Hehe, it seems that I have a line of 749 bureaus, so that some people can't sit still!"

Closing his eyes and digesting the information in his mind, Qingfeng laughed secretly in his heart, as for the car that had deviated from the normal driving route, he ignored it.

......

"Han Bureau, there is a report from the bottom that the target did not reach the designated place, but went..."

"Check for me, how many rats are still hidden in the bureau, these old guys are too much!"

"Do you want to send someone to pick it up?"

"Your rank is too low, do you want to die? It seems that I have to meet this old leader in person!"

Not long after Qingfeng left the 749 Bureau, Chen Dong walked into Han Jiuyang's office with an ugly face, and the latter slapped the table angrily.

......

"Dao Chief, please get out of the car, someone wants to see you!"

When the car turned around and came to a heavily guarded and scenic courtyard, a young man with a strong military atmosphere introduced the breeze into the house.

"Please sit down, although the big red robe is good, the taste of my green tea is also unique, try it!"

As soon as he entered the inner room, Qingfeng saw a tall and full of mid-hundred men said to him.

"Presumably this is the Buddha Zhang who was invited by the previous letter, right?"

Qingfeng stepped forward and saluted first, and then naturally sat in front of the other party, secretly using the magic eye to investigate.

It is very thick and vigorous, not to mention, it even has a breath of suppressing demons and exorcising evil spirits, and it is definitely not an ordinary human being.

"Tell me about your origin, I wanted to meet you for a while, but I didn't expect you to get involved with the little guys in 749 now!"

"Oh, Poor Dao thinks that their methods and attitudes are very good, as for the origin of Poor Dao, why do you knowingly ask?"

For the other party's somewhat condescending attitude, Qingfeng really doesn't like it in his heart, even if you are indeed in a high position, what does it have to do with the poor road.

"It's good for young people to be energetic, but if you don't have the right goal, you'll go astray!" Zhang Da Buddha said in a deep voice.

"This is the reason why you want to resurrect that person with the Kunlun Divine Tree, and you don't agree to the matter of disturbing yin and yang."

Qingfeng directly pointed out the other party's thoughts, and then said with interest: "Anyway, Poor Dao is a little interested in the so-called ultimate secret behind your Zhang family, why don't you talk about it?"

"Presumptuous!"

After a slap on the table, a large number of gun-wielding guards suddenly poured into the room, and Qingfeng pinched a trick unhurriedly, except for Zhang Da Buddha, who was sitting opposite him, everyone stood in place and couldn't move.

"It turned out to be a thin Qilin bloodline, no wonder it could barely resist the Dao technique of the poor Dao, but that's it"

Qingfeng drank the green tea in front of him after speaking, and said as he got up and walked outside the house, "One day you will want to say it!"

"It's up to you to seek your own government!"

When Qingfeng left, Zhang Da Buddha waved his hand and drove everyone out of the room, sat on the chair and sighed softly, his eyes flooded with memories.