The Chinese officials wanted Feng Hao to help. It was impossible for Feng Hao to help with the work after just a phone call and a few words of greeting.
With the power of Chinese officials, how difficult is it to investigate Feng Hao's information? The officials had investigated Feng Hao's identity as early as when he rose to prominence.
A real ‘alien’.
But the officials have always turned a blind eye. What are they trying to do? They are just waiting to see what happens.
Facts have also proved that this choice is very correct. Fortunately, Feng Hao was not caught at the beginning for a white mouse test. Otherwise, it would be impossible to determine which country Feng Hao would settle down in, and then wipe out several ancient cultivators at every turn.
This time, for the sake of peace and friendship, Chinese officials still chose Zhao Yang to go to the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain Dojo to meet with the Taoist master Feng Hao.
Feng Hao now owns the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, a holy land of cultivation, and has former disciples of the ancient cultivators to maintain the normal operation of the dojo. It can be said that it is one of the most popular dojos in China at the moment.
In addition, Huashan, Taishan, Kunlun... and other famous mountain holy places are now also occupied by powerful ancient cultivators or great demons.
The great demon that can occupy the Holy Land of Cultivation naturally obtains the Five Elements Spirit from the Holy Demonic Tree, and is on an equal footing with the powerful monks of the human race.
As the master of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain Holy Land, Feng Hao had everything explained to him, and he and Xiao Qiuqiu devoted themselves to practice on the top of the snow mountain, comprehending the laws of the earth, and restoring their cultivation as much as possible.
"Wind Emperor, a secular man has come to the Holy Land. He says he is an old friend of yours and has come to see you!"
A figure appeared silently on the top of the snow-capped mountains. It was one of the powerful men of the Shenyan Tribe loyal to Feng Hao.
His expression was unusually respectful, and his aura was much more vigorous than before. It was obvious that he had gained a lot of benefits since he pledged his allegiance to Feng Hao.
Feng Hao's spiritual thoughts spread out, and he saw Zhao Yang at the foot of Snow Dragon Snow Mountain, with a slight arc at the corner of his mouth.
"Take him to Blue Moon Valley!"
"yes!"
The strong man from the Divine Flame Clan bowed and retreated, turning into a ball of fireworks and disappearing on the top of the snow-capped mountains.
"Isn't this guy able to send you text messages and make phone calls? How can he come here in person?"
Xiao Qiuqiu, who had exited the cultivation state, looked at Feng Hao suspiciously.
"It's probably the Chinese officials who have something to ask me for."
Feng Hao stood up, took one step forward, and disappeared from the top of the snow mountain. The next moment, he arrived at the Blue Moon Valley at the foot of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.
Under the great efforts of the powerful men of the Shenyan Clan, pavilions and pavilions were built here, making it look like a fairyland on earth.
Not long after, the strong men of the Shenyan Tribe brought Zhao Yang to the pavilion in Blue Moon Valley, and Feng Hao had already prepared tea.
Tea is naturally a fragrant tea that contains spiritual energy. A sip of it by ordinary people can cure all diseases, and a sip by monks can cleanse the marrow and cut bones.
Zhao Yang met Feng Hao again and found that after not seeing him for a few days, Feng Hao seemed to be a completely different person, a bit like a strong man who could not eat the fireworks of the world.
"Sit down!"
Feng Hao smiled and said that he was very polite to Zhao Yang, who obviously had no cultivation, but could be considered a friend.
Zhao Yang was a little cautious. After carefully sitting down, he didn't dare to show off his anger.
Ever since he learned that Feng Hao forcibly wiped out the Duanmu family, uprooted the Holy Son of God behind the Duanmu family, occupied Jade Dragon Snow Mountain as a dojo, and called himself the Feng Emperor, he knew that it would be difficult to look at Feng Hao in the same light as in the past.
"What are you doing standing there? Drinking tea!" Feng Hao glared at Zhao Yang.
"yes!"
Zhao Yang's body trembled, and he subconsciously picked up the fragrant tea and drank it in one gulp.
As the fragrant tea entered his throat, Zhao Yang suddenly felt an indescribable pleasure, which instantly spread throughout his body, to the point where he made a sound of comfort.
"This tea..."
Zhao Yang said tremblingly, looking at Feng Hao blankly.
He is a disciple of the ancient martial arts sect who practices qigong, and can be regarded as half a monk. He naturally knows the power of this tea. He is sure that after drinking the cup of tea just now, he will definitely change.
"If you like it, take some back with you. I have worked hard for you during this period."
Feng Hao is as approachable as ever, just like the brother next door, although he still looks more than ten years older than Feng Hao...
Gudong!
Zhao Yang's throat trembled. He would be lying if he said he was not tempted. Opportunities are everywhere in China nowadays. Many people from the ancient martial arts family in the past entered the Tao through martial arts and became elite disciples of those cultivation dojos.
It would be a lie to say that I don’t envy you, but as a soldier, your mission must always come first and you must be loyal to the party and the people.
The country placed him next to Feng Hao, responsible for liaison and conveying opinions. This is his mission and honor.
"This is too precious!" Zhao Yang shook his head and said.
Feng Hao asked him to take it along, but he couldn't really accept it shamelessly.
Feng Hao looked at Zhao Yang with a smile and said, "Tell me, if you come here in person this time, do you have a new task for you?"
Zhao Yang nodded and said: "Now the Chinese mainland has undergone earth-shaking changes. Many things are beyond control. The ancient monks and the great monsters in the territory have occupied the land of Lingshan. We hope that the Wind Emperor can provide help..."
"What help?" Feng Hao asked softly.
The power of the country is strong enough. Although it is impossible for any one person to compete with the ancient cultivators, the power of the state machine can easily level any mountain.
When Chinese officials seek help, it is clear that there are personal appeals involved.
"The corpses of great demons or powerful people from outside the territory are used to develop genetic medicines. The Chinese government also secretly has monks and alien organizations, but they cannot compare with the major ancient tribes."
Zhao Yang said sternly: "Nowadays, many animals in the deep mountains and old forests have become spirits. The Chinese government needs the power to protect its people. For these monsters that have become spirits, thermal weapons are no longer of much use... and large-scale destruction is used."
It is even less suitable for sexual weapons... Therefore, improving individual combat capabilities is the top priority."
Feng Hao listened carefully and roughly understood the purpose of Zhao Yang's trip.
He is actually very clear about the changes that have taken place in China. At this time, the power of the Chinese military has indeed been greatly curbed.
Because the great demons and evil cultivators who were once frightened by thermal weapons have already completed their transformation, and as long as they are not destructive weapons, they are not afraid at all.
But to deal with these big demons and evil cultivators, people from the ancient cultivators and the cultivators alliance will naturally have to deal with them. Why should the officials worry about this?
After all, China's senior leadership group also has shadows from the major ancient cultivators. If they want to be strong, they can just get in touch with the ancient cultivators directly. Why do they need to ask for help from themselves?
"After all, the ancient cultivators are all Chinese people. They won't sit idly by and ignore it. It's not difficult for you to need the corpse of the great demon..." Feng Hao said softly, staring at Zhao Yang with a half-smile.
Zhao Yang pursed his lips slightly and looked slightly disappointed. Naturally, the state could not coerce Feng Hao. All he could do was to lower his profile and ask for help.
After all, Feng Hao's strength is superior to that of the world, and it is not an exaggeration to call him the God of the Earth.
In fact, the reason why China's top officials sent him to seek help from Feng Hao was not only to develop the so-called genetic medicine, but also to... find the secret to becoming as powerful as Feng Hao.