Under the service of Velazquez, the Great Lord Vurila changed into a casual suit. His fat figure, wearing this casual suit, actually looked like a rich man.
This castle now has personnel from various intelligence agencies. After all, the opportunity to contact top fifth-level bosses is unique in the world, and no professional organization dares to miss it.
The Qianlong Army didn't know what their purpose was, but they didn't stop it. So now, almost all of the hundreds of staff in the castle bring their own dry food and don't need to be paid special service personnel.
They even transport various supplies to the castle at their own expense. Because of the complex membership, the supplies accumulated in the castle come from all countries. It can be called a hodgepodge of all nations.
Not to mention this, there are often various competitions inside the castle, competing for the person in charge of each position. People are constantly taking the position, and people are constantly receiving new tasks and leaving, leaving the seats vacant for new people to compete.
Not to mention Hu Huan who often didn't come back, even if he was forcibly detained, Velasquez, who became the general housekeeper, didn't know much about the comings and goings of the service personnel in the castle.
Fortunately, there are a lot of talents here. I don’t know which country’s secret service personnel have formulated a set of rules. The movement of personnel does not affect the operation at all.
It was already late at night, and when Velazquez said hello, the secret service personnel from various countries in the castle still responded in the same way, and provided various services to Hu Huan and the Great Lord Furila in an orderly manner.
After changing into fresh clothes, Lord Vurila looked much more energetic. The fat old man raised a glass of red wine from an unknown country and raised his glass frequently.
A blond beauty behind him poured wine diligently and tried to strike up a conversation with him. However, this extremely well-educated agent switched to seven languages in a row, but he could not make the great god Burila understand what she said.
What.
She could not quite understand the Suravidian words of Lord Vurila.
Although the Bai family brothers and sisters have learned the language of the earth, they often speak the language of their hometown when they are alone. These are secretly recorded by secret service personnel from various countries, and they are deciphered by language experts.
Nowadays, experts from various countries are confident of deciphering nine out of ten conversations between the Bai family siblings. However, there are not too many agents who have learned this language, only a few.
Just a few minutes later, countless radio waves sent this top-secret information to the world.
Another mysterious fifth-level person appeared. This information was even more shocking than the appearance of the Bai family brothers and sisters.
Bai Emperor Shu and Bai Nishang appeared on the earth with the resurrection of the Lingquan Eye. This was an extremely unexpected time.
But the great Lord Vurila is not the case. His sudden appearance has given the official professional organizations of various countries and various transnational professional groups a strong impact that is simply beyond description in words.
Hu Huan laughed and said: "Teacher is happy living here, and my disciples will be happy too. It's too late today, teacher, please go to bed early, and students will leave now."
The Bai brothers and sisters are not here, and Hu Huan doesn't want to stay any longer. What's the point of spending time with a fat old man?
Lord Vuriluo said with a smile: "Practice people, there is no need to rest. Since you worship me as your teacher, I should teach you my unique skills as soon as possible."
"Bring me the divine weapon and show it to me."
Hu Huan casually took out the newly acquired Nehebet eagle feather arrows. He had two of them, but of course he only took out one.
The Great God of Furila took a look and said in surprise: "I heard that your magic weapon is not the Blood Spirit Sword? How could it be replaced by such an ugly thing? There is nothing outstanding about the Nehebet Eagle Man.
There’s nothing that can be improved.”
Hu Huan smiled and took out the golden horns again. The face of the Great Lord Furila was even weirder, and he said: "This is even more unsightly. In addition to being thick-skinned and thick-bodied, the Bull-headed Warlord also has a powerful magic weapon."
His abilities are pretty good, but there’s really nothing to praise.”
Hu Huan laughed sarcastically and said: "When my disciple came to this world, the original magic weapons were destroyed, so I just got two temporary ones."
Lord Vuriluo smiled slightly and said: "It just so happens that the teacher has a magic weapon. I originally wanted to refine it for my own use. But I have too many magic weapons on hand and I don't have time to do the hard work and sacrifice, so I will give it to you!"
Although Hu Huan cast a vote of extreme no confidence in this fat old man, he was still very happy when he heard that the magic weapon was being given as a gift.
The methods shown by Vurira are far beyond the fourth level. No matter how ugly the gift is, it should be better than the golden horns and Nekhbet's eagle feather arrows.
Hu Huan was full of expectations, but saw the fat old man take out a small insect and put it in his hand with a smile.
Hu Huan's face was full of surprise and he shouted: "Isn't this an air-eating insect?"
Lord Vurila said with a smile: "Yes, it is an air-eating insect, but this air-eating insect of mine found the golden air-eating insect in the Tianshen Abyss. It is different from ordinary air-eating insects and has great growth potential.
unlimited."
"If you can find ordinary air-eating insects and mate with them, there is a certain chance that the offspring will produce golden air-eating insects. Once they form a group, they will have many wonderful uses."
Hu Huan turned over and over to check the insect, and he was very sure that it was an air-eating insect of slightly better quality, just like the air-eating insects he had in his hand that had the ability to eat air.
"Are the air-eating insects with the ability to eat breath called golden air-eating insects? This is a bit of trivia, but I know what the use of this trivia is?"
"At the beginning, among the hundreds of thousands of air-eating insects, I only found twenty-seven air-eating insects with the ability to eat air. It is not false to say that this thing is precious, but if..."
"This old guy must be a liar, trying to fool me with this thing."
Lord Vurila said very proudly: "My disciple, if you can cultivate one hundred thousand golden air-eating insects and use Brahma magic to refine them into divine weapons, the spiritual energy in your body will be endless, and your combat power will far exceed anyone of the same level.
."
Hu Huanxin said: "If I put a spiritual spring eye into my Dantian, I can still have endless vitality. It is much better than cultivating 100,000 golden air-eating insects."
Lord Vurila grabbed Hu Huan's palm and tapped it lightly with his fingers, and a group of golden words fell on the palm. This small group of words was composed of tens of thousands of Suravidian characters, which was quite mysterious.
He said enthusiastically: "Master, I will teach you how to refine this golden air-eating insect. This is the secret Brahma art of our sect. Different from the Brahma art spread outside, only our Brahma art can refine it."
Such a strange magical weapon as the golden air-eating insect."
Hu Huan endured his temper and listened to Lord Vurila teaching him this unique and secret set of Brahma magic. The qualifications, talents, and wisdom of my husband Fox were unparalleled in the world. Lord Vurila taught him this set of Brahma magic, and he