"Although the Taibai sect's martial arts is not as good as the Yin Yang Qigong and the Huashan sect's martial arts, it must be unique if it can establish a sect in the world!"

Feng Yuan withdrew his gaze and thought to himself.

The level of extraordinary force in this world, that is, martial arts, is not too high.

Even Mu Renqing, who is known as the best master in the world, is at best a little stronger than ordinary people in the world of gods. His strength should be about the same as that of a thousand men in the army, not as good as a warrior at the peak of the human realm.

But the low strength does not mean that the martial arts here are worthless.

Things like Hunyuan Gong, Yin Yang Qigong, and some of the best martial arts in the martial arts world all contain the essence of this world.

If Feng Yuan can absorb these essences, he will definitely gain great benefits.

The barriers to entry for these martial arts are not high. Even an ordinary person can achieve some success after practicing hard for ten years.

As for the immortal skills in the world of gods, it is basically impossible for ordinary people to practice them.

People who can cultivate either have peerless talent, or have great luck, and ask those immortals to help them change their tendons, cleanse their marrow, and improve their qualifications.

"In the world of Conferred Gods, the gap between mortals and Qi practitioners is too big. The higher the power level, the higher the level, but the difficulty of getting started is also extremely high! If they can be allowed to practice the martial arts in the world of Blue Blood Sword, even if they have ordinary qualifications, they can pass the hardships

Practice and increase your strength step by step!"

In the final analysis, the immortal system of the Fengshen World has not yet been completely perfected.

Feng Yuan can deduce the general situation of Fengshen World based on the information he knows.

The immortals and tyrannical Qigong practitioners in the world of gods today are either innate gods from ancient times, or innate spiritual beings, monsters in the form of monsters.

These strong men have considerable strength as soon as they are born. After becoming a disciple of a great sect, they can enter the fairyland with a little practice.

They don't need the skills in the Immortal Realm at all, so the skills to transform ordinary beings into immortals are very rare.

It's okay for monsters and monsters. For ordinary little monsters to cross this stage, they only need to dare to swallow the essence of the sun and moon for thousands of years before their life span is exhausted.

As for the human race, apart from the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors and the great sages of the human race who possess human virtues, it is basically impossible for ordinary people to set foot on the immortal path.

After countless years of hard exploration, the human race has finally come up with techniques like the Hun Tian Xuan Gong, which can be practiced by a very small number of ordinary people.

If you practice these skills to the peak, you can become a heavenly general, comparable to an immortal. However, in the eyes of the immortals and gods in the Fengshen World, this kind of cultivation skills belongs to the side sect and does not belong to the true stream.

Moreover, this kind of physical training requires a large amount of resources. If there is not enough power to bear the consumption, there is no possibility of popularization.

However, martial arts such as Hunyuan Gong and Yin Yang Qigong can be practiced by normal people. They are of great value.

"After returning to the world of gods, you can try to use these martial arts to train a group of elites and strengthen your power..."

These thoughts flashed through Feng Yuan's mind.

At this time, Jiao Waner was still nearby. After Zhang Dahong left, she continued to report the situation.

"The leader of these thirteen Tatar spies is named Hong Shenghai, and he is a disciple of the Bohai Sect..."

"During the interrogation, he seemed to have some regrets about taking refuge with the Tatars. He said that he was forced by Sun Zhongjun of the Huashan faction and had no choice but to take refuge with the Tatars!"

"When Hong Shenghai heard that the young master had disabled one of Sun Zhongjun's arms, he even took the initiative to express his willingness to surrender to the young master!"

Feng Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, he knew Hong Shenghai.

In the original timeline, he offended Sun Zhongjun, causing his whole family to be killed. He himself was constantly hunted by Sun Zhongjun, and had to seek refuge with Dorgon of the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

Later, Hong Shenghai was impressed by Yuan Chengzhi's martial arts and worked under Yuan Chengzhi. He was capable and capable in his work.

However, no matter how serious he was in his work under Yuan Chengzhi, he could only watch Sun Zhongjun, who killed his whole family, wandering in front of his eyes, but he was unable to take revenge.

"Miss Jiao, in your opinion, how should Hong Shenghai be dealt with?"

Feng Yuan's eyes moved slightly and he looked at Jiao Waner with interest, wanting to know what she was thinking.

Jiao Wan'er's pretty face turned red, she lowered her head slightly, thought about it seriously, and said: "Master, Hong Shenghai's martial arts is quite good. Since he is willing to abandon the secret and turn to the light, I think it is better to give him a chance!"

Feng Yuan laughed.

"Okay, since Miss Wan'er said so, then give him a chance!"

Feng Yuan has already arranged Hong Shenghai's whereabouts in his mind. He currently has many people under his command, so Hong Shenghai will not be able to exert his greatest influence if he stays here.

It's better to let him stay under Dorgon's command, act as an undercover agent, and deliver all kinds of news.

One undercover agent used well can be better than an army of tens of thousands.

Feng Yuan then asked people to bring Hong Shenghai.

After such a long period of training, he has mastered the ability of superiors to win people's hearts.

On the surface, he looked sincere and sincere, but after a few words, Hong Shenghai's face was full of excitement and he swore to heaven that he would never let down Feng Yuan's respect.

Of course, this is also the trick used by gangsters like Hong Shenghai. If you encounter those old gangsters, it may not work.

After taking care of these chores, Feng Yuan stayed in Jiao Mansion, just waiting for Yuan Chengzhi to come.

At this time, the disciples of the Golden Dragon Gang and Tan Youdao from Pizhou had already followed Feng Yuan's instructions to inquire about and track the whereabouts of the officers and soldiers escorting Caoyin and the prisoners.

More than two million taels of silver is not a small amount, and there are thousands of officers and soldiers, which is not a weak force. After the recruitment, they can go into battle after reorganization.

Whether it is money or manpower, there is never too much for Feng Yuan.

Calculating the time, Li Zicheng has already captured Shaanxi, and it won't be long before he leads a large army to attack the capital.

According to the original timeline, there were only three or four months left before the capital was breached. Even if these Cao Yin were sent to the capital, it would be of no use and would not be able to save the overall situation.

It would be better to fall into his hands and use it to recruit refugees and raise troops in the fields.

Feng Yuan didn't wait too long, Yuan Chengzhi and Wen Qingqing came to the door soon.

"Brother Yuan arrived just in time. I have already found out the whereabouts of the Shan Sect people... They are now being escorted to Yanzhou Mansion by the officers and soldiers under Governor Fengyang. If we want to save them, we must do it as soon as possible!"

After the other party came to find him, Feng Yuan did not hide anything and directly told the news he had received.

"Thousands of officers and soldiers escorted...how can we rescue people?"

Yuan Chengzhi frowned, thinking hard in his heart, and his face looked a little bitter.

After knowing the detailed information, he was not sure about saving people.

"I remember Mr. Zhu said at the beginning that he would help Brother Yuan save people. I wonder if this promise still counts?"

When Wen Qingqing saw this, she raised her eyebrows and asked.

"Haha, of course what I said counts!"

Feng Yuan laughed twice and said: "I still have some troops under my command that can help, but Brother Yuan must agree to me on one condition..."

In fact, his condition was very simple. Yuan Chengzhi must take the blame for attacking the officers and soldiers and taking away the money.

Feng Yuan's identity was the vassal king of the Ming Dynasty. If word spread that his men attacked officers and soldiers and robbed Cao Yin, Emperor Chongzhen would definitely be hostile and regard him as a traitor and traitor.

This is very detrimental to Feng Yuan's future plans.

With Yuan Chengzhi taking the initiative to take the blame, no matter whether others believe it or not, nominally, this matter has nothing to do with Feng Yuan.

Sometimes, superficial skills can also play a big role.

"Okay! I agree to this condition!"
Chapter completed!