Chapter 522: I only teach this skill to my own people



Chapter 522: I only teach this skill to my own people

Siam, Association of Black Magicians.

The headquarters of the Siamese Blacksmith Association is located in an ancient temple on the outskirts of Bangkok.

This place is shrouded in a layer of mysterious fog all year round, and the surrounding trees are towering and eerie.

In the conference room, the lights were on and the atmosphere was solemn.

"We have to face this problem."

A general slammed the table and stood up. "Myawaddy was one of our spies. Now the whole city has been burned to ashes. Not even the bodies can be found!"

"What's even more terrifying is that those two people didn't hide their identities at all, and they even live-broadcasted the entire process!"

A white-robed sorcerer looked solemn, "This shows that she is not afraid of us knowing her existence."

"Humph, immortal cultivators from Dragon Country? They are just some tricks to play tricks on me!"

A black-robed sorcerer sneered, "Our Kumantong and Corpse Descendant are the real power!"

"But their flames can indeed burn everything..."

Someone worried.

"Then let them try to see if they can burn the Undead King!"

At the same time, in the Korean president's office, an emergency meeting was taking place.

"Whether he is a true immortal cultivator or not, we cannot take it lightly."

The president spoke slowly, “If this capability can be replicated or developed, it will change the landscape of future warfare.”

"We can set up a joint investigation team."

The diplomat suggested, "In name it's 'cultural exchange', but in reality it's sending our psychics to Dragon Country for on-the-spot observation."

"Very good, Master Toshiya is really smart. Then let's notify all the countries."

the President praised.

Of course, this group of countries definitely does not include the Dragon Country.

Soon after, the proposal quickly gained support from most countries.

On a small island in the East China Sea, daily life is happening in a temporary Yin-Yang Bureau.

"Master Kamisakura, what do you think?"

An Onmyoji couldn't help but ask.

Kamisakura Masaya stared at the contents on the computer screen, with resentment flashing in his triangular eyes.

"All the people of Long Country deserve to die!"

"The reason why our Great Sun Empire has fallen to this state must be the work of the immortal cultivators from the Dragon Country!"

“Unforgivable!”

He hissed and roared.

Kamisakura Masaya originally felt that there was nothing strange about the sinking of Sakura Island. He believed that he had planned everything out and such a sudden change should not have happened.

Now seeing how powerful Huo Qinghuang and Ao Jiu are, he suddenly felt that he had found the truth of the matter.

Regardless of whether the sinking of Sakura Island was caused by these two people, it is definitely related to the immortal cultivators from Dragon Country.

It has to be said that Kamisakura Masaya's guess accidentally helped him find the truth.

"Then Lord Shangying, tell me, what should we do?"

The Prime Minister humbly asked for advice on the daily life of escaping death.

Kamisakura Masaya's eyes flickered, various thoughts arose in his mind, and finally he returned to calm.

"Let the 'Shikigami' test their strength."

They only have so few people, and they are responsible for the task of restoring the country, so they absolutely cannot afford to lose any more manpower.

"The most urgent thing is to clear all the dangers on this island, and then try your best to give birth to a child for me!"

Kamisakura Masaya shouted, "As long as there are people here, the Great Sun Empire will not be destroyed!"

"But……"

An Onmyoji hesitated for a moment, but still reminded: "This island seems to have an owner. If we occupy it like this, will it cause disputes?"

"dispute?"

Kamisakura Masaya showed a sinister sneer on his face, "How can a dead person cause trouble?"

The Yin-Yang Master's heart sank, and then he smiled in agreement: "Your Excellency has a good opinion."

“A-choo!”

In Longguo, a former celebrity who was concentrating on practicing martial arts suddenly felt an itchy nose and could not help but sneeze loudly.

"Strange, I am already a congenitally strong man, so strong, why would I still sneeze?"

The out-of-date young star rubbed his nose, pondered for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion.

"It must be some bastard who envies me and curses me behind my back!"

Then he muttered quietly, "Forget it, I'll ask her when my little sister comes back."

In the highest conference room of Longguo.

The senior officials representing the highest power in Dragon Country looked at each other, all with dazed expressions.

After a long silence, one of the elderly men with slightly gray hair wiped his face, smiled bitterly, and said, "That's good now. I'm afraid the secret of our Dragon Country's cultivation can no longer be kept."

As soon as this was said, someone immediately responded, "Mr. Xu, you are worrying too much. In their eyes, don't people from Long Country all know Kung Fu? There is no difference between the two."

The corner of Xu Lao's mouth twitched slightly: "Knowing Kung Fu and knowing how to cultivate immortality are two different things, right?"

"I'm not afraid of shit!"

One of the old men in military uniform slammed the table and snorted, "This matter cannot be hidden. Sooner or later, everyone will know about it. The worst that can happen is that we will beat him up. When the fight starts, I will be the first one to join the fight!"

The old man was wearing shoulder straps embroidered with golden branches and three golden stars. He was clearly a general!

Hearing this, the others looked at each other and the atmosphere fell silent again.

While all this was still brewing, Huo Qinghuang and Ao Jiu had already returned to the Huo family's old house.

The two of them sat in the courtyard, and the laptop was still open on the stone table in front of Huo Qinghuang.

After switching the live broadcast room to her laptop, she lazily leaned back on the armchair and tapped the table with her fingertips: "Continue to tell fortunes, the sixth one."

The live broadcast room was instantly boiling, and comments were floating like snowflakes:

【The anchor is back!!】

[Yesterday's battle was so exciting! ! ]

[I have watched the video ten times, every frame is worth collecting! ]

[I heard that many countries are discussing the issue of anchors. Will anchors be in danger? ]

[Anchor: Dangerous? Are you complaining that I’m not flying fast enough, or that my fists are not hard enough?]

Huo Qinghuang looked at the barrage with a slight smile on her face.

This generation of netizens are quite good at flattering people. Anyway, she was in a very good mood.

"cough!"

She coughed lightly and said with a fierce face: "The sixth winner will be connected quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a large number of viewers suddenly poured into the live broadcast room.

The barrage instantly swiped the screen:

[Excuse me, are you affiliated with the Dragon Government? ]

[Can your ability be copied? ]

[Excuse me, can you really fly? ]

[If we can offer a huge reward, would you be willing to serve other countries? ]

[I want to learn, can I take you as my teacher? ]

[What is Xiuxian? Are our supernatural beings as powerful as you? ]

[I don't believe they are more powerful than our werewolves and vampires. This live broadcast room must have special effects! ]

[Is the person above an idiot? ]

The barrage management automatically blocks some sensitive words, but there are still many issues that touch upon the core.

Their questions were so sharp that the viewers in the live broadcast room were unable to react for a while.

Huo Qinghuang glanced at him and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Judging from the comments, these people are all foreigners and come from different countries.

They used translation software to frantically refresh the screen, trying to get more information.

She spoke lightly, her tone calm but unquestionable:

"This live broadcast room only tells fortunes and refuses to answer other questions."

After a pause, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, "As for becoming a disciple, I'm sorry, I only pass on this skill to my own people."

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