Chapter 225 Gathering Together
The disappearance of Kiriyama Kawasaki did not even cause the slightest ripple, and the Chief of the Osaka Criminal Investigation Department simply suppressed the matter.
Kota Sixteen didn't even know about this.
In Jingtian Jinglong's opinion, such a small matter does not even need to be reported.
At this time, in the meeting room of the Ida Society, Ida Iryu, who was stirring up trouble in Osaka, was kneeling in front of Kota Juku who was wearing a red ghost mask, as humble as a slave.
"You can start infiltrating the Japanese officials. I will turn them into blood slaves."
The eyes of Kota Juku revealed ambition under the red ghost mask. Simply controlling the Japanese society is not enough to satisfy his wish.
He needs more, and a more powerful method of cultivation.
But all of this is not something that a Japanese community can achieve.
Only by infiltrating the Japanese high-level officials could he use his Japanese identity to return to the ancient warship formation to find a more powerful method.
Otherwise...even as arrogant as Kota Shiliu was, he knew that if he forced his way in, he would never be able to defeat the Ming garrison.
The person who took action on the Yellow Sea a few months ago would have made Kong Tai Shiliu, at his current level, feel terrified.
That was really beyond their current imagination of extraordinary people. Even the angels who had taken action outside Osaka before and the Japanese Onmyoji were far inferior to them.
"You choose the right person." Kong Tai Shiliu said condescendingly.
"yes!"
As blood slaves, Jingtian Jinglong could not refuse. Unless their masters died, they would always be slaves, and extremely loyal servants at that.
"Also, be careful of the impact. Those extraordinary people in Japan might be investigating us."
Kota Sixteen looked at Iida Iiryuu who was kneeling on the ground and warned: "Although I am not afraid of them, I hope not to hear unnecessary conflicts."
"yes!"
After giving instructions to Iida Iiryu, Kota Sixteen waved his hand and Iida Iiryu left.
After Iida Iiryu left, Kota Sixteen took off the red ghost mask on his face and murmured:
"If the Bloodthirsty Netherworld needs to break through the transformation of essence into qi, it needs the blood of a transcendent. However, I am not sure about the conflict with the Yin-Yang Master. A transcendent who has been passed down for hundreds of years must have his own trump card."
"But... I still suffered from my lack of foundation, and this loss can only be made up by the ancient warship battle formation."
"Maybe... Daming can also do it. Should I give it a try?"
To those people who were given the Taoism method by Wen Zhengming in the ancient warship formation, the Ming Dynasty was a forbidden place where no words could be spoken, because almost all of them witnessed the Battle of the Yellow Sea with their own eyes.
The overwhelming and earth-shaking battle was like that of a god. Especially when the barrier of the ancient warships was broken, the man in black was too strong and he held off the entire array of ancient warships by himself.
It's like he is not in the same dimension as all the ascetics.
"Maybe...it can be considered."
After hesitating for a while, Kota Sixteen picked up the phone given to him by Iida Iryuu and made a call.
"Does Miyamoto-kun have any instructions?"
The voice of Jingtian Jinglong came from the other end of the phone.
Kong Tai Shiliu said slowly: "Book me a plane ticket to Daming Binhai and hide my identity."
"yes!"
………
Above the waves of the Mediterranean Sea, the sea breeze blows gently, and the old wooden boat rides the wind and waves, starting its journey eastward again.
Because...the auction is about to start.
Mosca was wearing a cloak and a wizard's pointed hat with a wizard flower embroidered on his chest. His eyes were looking into the distant sea.
Not far from him stood the knights of the Knight Family, the missionaries of the Holy See and even the witch leader Mela. They came from different forces in the Mediterranean, but they gathered together.
This was completely different from the last trip.
These supernatural forces along the Mediterranean coast got information about the Eastern Supernatural Auction from somewhere and united to put pressure on the Magicians Association.
Eventually, the Lord of the Tower, Russell Bedford Larman, agreed to the deal.
So there are so many different forces on this ship.
But Mosca didn't mind the arrival of these people.
His heart was no longer in the tower.
"If things get messy, I can pursue more meaningful things under the supervision of the teacher."
Mosca has found clues about a demigod in ancient legends. This time he went to the East to look at the auction, but there was nothing that could enhance his power.
This way he can better explore everything he needs.
According to the records in the tower, two thousand years ago, in the era of the ancient gods, the East and the West could compete with each other.
If he could really find the demigod and follow the path of the ancient gods, then he might be able to restore the glory of the West.
"Teacher! Brother Ronaldo!"
Seeing his teachers Faraday and Ronaldo walking onto the deck, Mosca bowed politely.
"Go to the East and be on guard against them."
Faraday whispered.
"Yes, teacher, I don't like them either!"
Moscow sent back a message.
Faraday nodded. Mosca was really a good apprentice!
………
On the plane from Bashu to Binhai, Wen Zhengming was sitting in the first-class cabin, while Qiao Yuanshan and Zhao Yan were sitting beside him.
The invisible Qi body separated them from everyone else, and Wen Zhengming looked out the window indifferently.
Everyone is coming to Binhai!
It seems that this second extraordinary auction during the trip to Binhai may be very lively.
Looking at the clouds outside the window, Zhao Yan asked in confusion: "Uncle Master, why do we need to take a plane? Wouldn't it be better to just fly over there with a flying sword?"
Wen Zhengming looked out the window without replying, "Because your sword speed is too slow."
The corner of Qiao Yuanshan's mouth twitched and he said, "Little Uncle Master, do you have to be so heartbroken?"
"This is reality. How can it hurt?" Wen Zhengming said, looking out the window.
Zhao Yan asked again at this time: "Little Uncle Master, have you ever participated in a martial arts competition?"
The martial arts competition refers to the martial arts competition trial among the young people of various sects after the auction.
This is the rule of the Central Plains sect set by Wen Zhengming. There will be a martial arts competition every fifty years.
"No, I am of a higher generation." Wen Zhengming shook his head.
Zhao Yan said: "It is said that before the road to becoming an immortal was opened, only those who defeated all the cultivators and won the first place in the martial arts competition were qualified to strive for immortality."
"It's so difficult!" Zhao Yan sighed.
She couldn't beat her own brother now, let alone facing other opponents.
"The path to becoming an immortal will be opened in this life. Becoming an immortal is not as difficult as you think."
Wen Zhengming raised his head and said, "You should focus on the present. The trip to Binhai might be very interesting."
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