Chapter 8 It's not too late to make use of the residual heat

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Blowing the gentle night breeze, smelling the fruity fragrance wafting in the distance, the breeze is holding a flashlight and leisurely walking on the country road, and the mood is extraordinarily comfortable.

Feeling the aura transmitted from General Yin, who was hiding beside him, he was even more grateful for what his senior brother had done for him.

There are two kinds of people in the world who can be enshrined as gods, one is the emperor, and with the luck of one day, the enshrined spirit can be directly enthroned as a god.

The other is the inheritance of the Heavenly Master's Dao system, which has the ability to seal the gods on behalf of the Heavenly Patrol, although it is only the Yin God Protector God, but for most of the lonely souls and wild ghosts, it is an extremely rare positive fruit.

With Qingfeng's shallow cultivation now, at most, it is just to refine a few 'Yellow Turban Lux Talismans' and subdue a few wandering spirits for his use, but he can't reach the realm of being a god.

After Lin Jiu heard that Qingfeng was leaving, he directly took out the Dharma Protector General who had been preparing for him for a long time and helped him successfully refine the jade talisman.

Qing Feng himself originally disagreed, because Lin Jiu gave himself the opportunity, and if he wanted to enshrine the gods, he would have to wait until the next time he cultivated to the next level.

However, Lin Jiu was worried about his safety, and his attitude was also very tough, so Qingfeng didn't like to argue, so he had to obey.

It's just that he didn't expect that Senior Brother's concern would actually help him a lot, and with General Yin's help, he would no longer have to worry about this lifeless aura in this world.

The other party is a Dharma protector general, and the aura does not have much effect on his cultivation, if Qingfeng does not break through in cultivation, then the other party will not be able to make an inch.

It can be said that helping Qingfeng is also helping himself, if Qingfeng becomes an immortal in the future, then he can also enjoy the afterglow of the chicken dog's ascension, for a former evil ghost, what more can he ask for.

After returning to the Taoist temple, Qingfeng first washed up, removed the dust and cinders from his body, and then sat down to rest.

"General Yin, I will work hard for you in the future"

Qingfeng rested for a moment, then got up and poured a glass of wine, and gave a salute to General Yin, who appeared on the side.

"The little god doesn't dare, thank you for the wine!"

Seeing this, General Yin hurriedly avoided it, bowed down and took the cup from Qingfeng's hand, and then put it under his nose and sucked it violently, revealing a satisfied look.

"Good wine!"

Waking up from a sense of satisfaction, General Yin bowed to the breeze again, and although the cup was still full of liquid, it was already as light as water.

"General Yin likes it, if you need it in the future, you can use it yourself"

Qingfeng laughed when he heard this, the wine was given by those rich and powerful people when his master was still there, and he had saved a lot over the years, enough for General Yin to drink for a while.

"Thank you for the grace!"

General Yin fell directly to the ground after hearing this, for him, who was a border guard before his death, wine and women can be said to be his greatest preferences, and they are also used as props to relieve sorrow.

After dying as a ghost, he was subdued by the Taoist priest for not many years, and he thought that he would never have the opportunity to touch it again, but he didn't expect that the Dharma Master would now give him so much wine.

"General Yin doesn't have to be polite, please get up quickly!"

Qingfeng hurriedly helped the other party up, he is the most unable to see people kneel in front of him, the last time Wencai knelt down, but he was wiped out of five years of yang life, and now his temples are still mixed with white hair that cannot disappear.

After chatting for a while, Qingfeng began to close his eyes and cultivate, while General Yin hid his body, and at the same time protected the Dharma, he exhaled with all his strength, and transmitted the purified aura to Qingfeng.

What no one knows is that as Qingfeng's reputation on the Internet gradually spreads, a detailed information document about him is also placed on the desk.

"Director Ren, this is a strange individual that has been newly discovered recently, do you want to start a close investigation!"

In a secret location, an old man with gray hair was listening to a report from his subordinates, this old man was wearing a military cap, an old-fashioned green military uniform, and an armed belt around his waist.

"After so many years, have these bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods begun to revive again?"

The old man looked through Qingfeng's information, and when he saw Qingfeng dressed as a Taoist priest, he was immediately dissatisfied, and slapped the table fiercely and scolded.

And the top layer of the stack of documents on the table was suddenly shaken down, revealing Maoshan ... Nighttime Divine Light and other words.

"Don't worry, the small fish and shrimp are not worth our dispatch, this is the object we have to focus on!"

Picking up this document, the old man suddenly calmed down, and asked his subordinates with a solemn face, "How is the progress of the newcomer?"

The subordinates sighed and shook their heads, and said, "Director Ren, since we were dispersed, the number of newcomers we have recruited for decades has been getting smaller and smaller, and two thousand years later, this number has plummeted, and now the number of people in the country is less than a thousand!"

"Hmph, today's young people are simply depraved, they can't comprehend the great truth of fighting the heavens and the earth, and they are all waste moths!"

The old man stood up angrily, slammed the papers in his hand on the table, then opened the drawer, took out a red armband from it, and put it on his shoulder calmly.

"Officer Liu, now order all the personnel above the captain to rush to the Maoshan Territory, we will start a great struggle in seven days!"

After the old man finished speaking, he tidied up his appearance in the mirror, and then opened the cabinet next to him, and took out a box with serious and reverent eyes.

"But Director Ren, what should they do with their travel expenses, accommodation and food expenses?" said Director Liu, who was stunned when he heard this.

"Didn't you report the application for activity funding last time?"

After hearing this, the old man immediately stopped, and asked Secretary Liu with an ugly face.

"It says ... Said let's retire with peace of mind, don't think about something every day when you have nothing to do... ”

Director Liu lowered his head in frustration as he spoke, and finally he couldn't even hear what he was saying.

"Damn, we're the most loyal warriors, won't we even let this little heat play?"

Director Ren kicked down a chair vigorously, revealing a heroic twilight appearance, but he soon recovered, and said with high morale: "If the top doesn't give funds, we'll solve it ourselves, go and inform them!"

"Yes, Director Ren, I'll give a notice!"

Director Liu's body was shocked, and he immediately turned around and walked out the door, came to a room, and called the lists in the address book one by one.

At the same time, at another modern secret base, the communications personnel who intercepted the information reported the situation.

"Hahaha ... What the hell do these old-timers want to do, don't dance well and do these things all day long!"

After receiving the news, the person in charge of the base, who was in a meeting, immediately laughed, and completely destroyed the originally serious atmosphere of the meeting.

"Captain, do we have to pay attention to it, after all, the above has entrusted us with this task, and we can't make mistakes!" the middle-aged man sitting on the left hand of the person in charge coughed and reminded.

"Yes, yes, notify comrades from all over the route to pay close attention, and protect these old-timers by the way!"

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