She gathered spiritual power at her fingertips without even using a cinnabar pen.

He began to draw on the talisman paper without pause or hesitation, and finished it in one go.

Golden light flowed on the talisman paper, and when the last stroke was made, there was actually a sound of a dragon's roar.

"This is..."

A group of elders gathered around the talisman and looked at it for a long time but could not recognize it.

Jiang Muyao turned a deaf ear and drew two more talismans in succession.

A soul-calming talisman and a boundary-breaking talisman.

Each one is full of spiritual power and the runes flow smoothly.

Wenhe's pupils suddenly shrank. He thought he had made great achievements in the art of talismans.

But to be as relaxed and smooth as Jiang Muyao, I'm afraid he may not be able to do it even if he is given another few decades.

"how?"

Jiang Muyao casually threw three pieces of talisman paper on the table and let them study them carefully.

"Is it enough? Do you understand?"

No one in the room dared to breathe heavily, mainly because this scene was so subversive to their cognition.

Wen He was about to speak when Jiang Muyao suddenly changed the subject.

"Actually, I met you today because I have some news to announce. You all have families behind you, so it's a good opportunity to listen."

She looked around at everyone with a smile on her face.

"A strong youth makes a strong country. I plan to teach everything I know to the Supernatural Bureau!"

Jiang Muyao spoke every word, her voice not loud, but everyone in the room could hear it clearly.

The bomb was so powerful that no one in the room could react.

Wen He also narrowed his eyes slightly, with surprise in his eyes, and more suspicion of Jiang Muyao's intention.

One of the elders couldn't help but speak:

"Ms. Jiang, are you serious?"

"The Supernatural Bureau serves the country. Don't you people from the Xuanmen want to learn from them?"

The smile on Jiang Muyao's lips deepened.

"How about... serving your country?"

Jiang Muyao's words put Xuanmen on the fire.

"Miss Jiang has a heart for the world, Wenhe admires her!"

Wenhe suddenly smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

"Although the Xuanmen sect is a small sect, it is also willing to serve the country. How about this, when Miss Jiang teaches, I send a few disciples to learn?"

Jiang Muyao sneered. The old fox was planning to send someone to steal his skills.

"Well, that depends on what the Supernatural Bureau thinks. After all, I only teach people with good family backgrounds.

Some people have evil intentions, and I'm afraid they'll bring disaster upon themselves!"

Doesn't the person behind the scenes want her to confront Xuanmen and the powerful families in order to catch the traitor?

Jiang Muyao is indeed facing off now, but it is not the kind of situation where both sides suffer losses as they thought.

This move will not only prevent the country from falling into a dilemma, but will also make these families and the mysterious people come to ask for help from the supernatural power.

You don't have to come to study, but others are making progress, while you can only stand still.

The magic in this world is so backward that even a little bit of what she missed would be enough for them to learn for a long time. She also understood the great battle ten years ago.

If the country was strong at that time, or if Xuanmen could take action, it would not be so passive.

Things have changed...

This message was delivered in various ways.

——

As soon as the news about Jiang Muyao was released, the entire Xuanmen and major families were in an uproar.

But the ones who were most restless were the people inside the Supernatural Bureau.

Chen Lingfeng stood in the monitoring room, staring at the traitor being taken away on the screen with a gloomy expression.

His assistant reported in a low voice:

"We caught another one, from the logistics department. They hid very well. If Miss Jiang hadn't told us the method in advance, we wouldn't have been able to find them."

Chen Lingfeng didn't say anything, but just pinched his eyebrows.

No matter which department, there is bound to be some traitors, but Jiang Muyao's move directly disrupted the plan of the person behind the scenes.

Not only did she uncover the culprit in the supernatural bureau, she also forced the people from the Xuanmen to jump up and down and bow their heads.

He still remembered what Jiang Muyao said.

"There's no end to the number of people we can catch... Some are rotten to the core, but as long as their core data isn't leaked, they can become our pawns..."

——

Jiang Muyao and the three old leaders stood on the top floor, watching the busy staff below.

Mr. Zhao was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked:

"Are you really going to reveal all your spell techniques?"

After all, they were the ones who were sorry for this girl. She was so young, yet she had to bear so much for them.

Jiang Muyao turned to look at them and smiled slightly.

"All? Of course not!"

"That..."

"I only teach the basics, but it's enough to make them jealous."

She narrowed her eyes slightly:

“The real core is only given to those who are trustworthy.”

After all, she is very busy and has no time to deal with all the big and small things herself, so it would be nice to have a few little apprentices to play with.

The three old leaders understood that Jiang Muyao was screening.

"Those who are truly willing to serve the country will stay, while those with ulterior motives will eventually come out on their own."

It all depends on who loses patience first.

Less than three days after the news spread, the major families sent people to contact the Supernatural Bureau.

They expressed their willingness to send disciples to learn, and some even taught some family techniques...

——

It was almost one in the morning when Jiang Muyao opened the door.

Those guys were really stupid and troublesome. The teaching of a simple spell lasted until midnight.

There was no other way. The basics that Jiang Muyao taught them were exactly what they urgently needed. They had been without knowledge for a long time.

She took off her Martin boots and was about to reach out to turn on the light when she suddenly felt someone in the living room.

"who?"

"Don't be nervous, it's me."

A familiar low voice came from the sofa, and then his hand touched the switch.

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