"Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, you actually thought of this at a young age. It seems that your world is still pure and spotless. It is for the teacher to underestimate you, this one thousand sect master is far from your pursuit. Okay, good, good!" Li Wencai smiled at the corner of his eyes, quite pleased. He deserves to be his own apprentice, but in a weak year, he realized his own way. Thinking about himself, he can be regarded as a dragon and a phoenix in the world. First glimpse of the way of heaven, got his own way of being a person, Feng Xiaozi, the future is unlimited.
"In that case, I really can't tell you the position of this thousand-sect chief." Li Wencai panted, his chest fluctuating sharply, looking at the puzzled Feng, he said with relief: "This fluorite has the right and stayed. As a remembrance for you, this waist card can be regarded as the proof of the leader of the thousand gates, and you should also hold it. If you find a suitable candidate for the leader of the thousand gates in the future, you can pass him 36 games on my behalf and give him a fluorite Pull the finger and the thousand goalkeeper card." Li Wencai stretched out his right hand, trying to pull Feng's hand, Feng hurriedly reached out to hold it, and heard the teacher's voice getting lower and lower: "Thousands of doors are just a stop on the way of human growth. From now on, if you take the position of the master of a thousand sects, it will be a burden to you. That’s fine, that’s all. With you as a disciple, I am not ashamed of the thousand sect predecessors of the past." Essence is revealed: "God is not Dao, but a thousand gates are not. Pious is not Dao, but a thousand gates are not!" After speaking, he turned his head and passed away.
Only Feng attended the funeral of a generation of Qianxiong Li Wencai, which was the teacher's instruction. As early as many years ago, Li Wencai "fake death" in a nursing home in Qinhuangdao. It was five years after the financial crisis, that is, at that time, Li Wencai met Feng and began to live in seclusion. As for why, the teacher didn't say it, and Feng didn't bother to ask, but it was certain that this was also a game of the teacher's subordinates, but it was a pity that he had not seen it through. It now seems that that is probably the key to the teacher's "sex and clearness" in this round. During the financial crisis, the teachers showed up in the business and political circles. Naturally, some people admire and hate them, not to mention reaching some kind of agreement with the senior management. Companion with a monarch is like a companion with a tiger, and Li Wencai's generation of Qianxiong, this truth is the most clear. Relying on the farce of passing away in Qinhuangdao, it was regarded as a new life for themselves. I don't know how many people were secretly relieved. They probably thought that the sharp sword hanging in their hearts was gone. In fact, nearly ten years after the death of illness, they were still teachers' pawns, fulfilling their tasks without compromise. However, the old surname of Jianghu, the sect of the outside world, survived time after time of cleaning, and the development of Shaolin Wudang, others do not know, these sects have inherited the affection of Li Wencai.
"Yin Qing Yuan Que, the teacher is really big," Feng couldn't help muttering, and Tang Mengli next to him pushed him, "Brother, what are you mumbling about? Get off the plane, don't sleep. Go to bed again. The plane will catch a cold."
Only then did Feng realize that he was still on the plane, with his second sister sitting beside him, looking at his watch, no, he was going back to City A soon. Su Hai Harrier didn't come back. He went to see his master. If he didn't buy the door for so many days, the child was homesick. Since Rijin didn't have his mission, Feng gave him a long vacation.
It was Kui Mulang and Ryoko who picked up the airport. The two of them must have been tired of watching the house, and they finally found an opportunity to come out and breathe. Four people drove the Changan Star on the highway. Kui Mulang looked at Feng with a relaxed smile and hummed, "Your business is done? Huang Wenhu is a senior of the thousand sects, right." Looking at Maple triumphantly. Don't look at my housekeeping, the news is very well-informed.
"You don't know it for a long time." Feng looked at Kui Mulang's smirk, "Or you followed me! Say, which of these two things did you commit!" Well, you Kui Mulang, unexpectedly Dare to fool me.
"Where, Huang Wenhu actually contacted me before meeting you. How can I say that I am also listed as the wind will not?" Kui Mulang sneered. He doesn't have the ability to predict the prophet, and the intelligence network is not that way. Perfect. "Since Huang Wenhu wants to show his identity, he must contact the old department of Qianmen. Is it possible that he wants to reorganize Qianmen?"
"I don't think so. He is old. The alliance with me this time is only a secret. Even if he has the intention, he is powerless." Feng thought for a while and continued: "But he told me that his obscurity was out. In my teacher's round of "Yin Qing Yuan Lack", this round seems to have arranged a lot of secretly assisting people, but we have not found it yet." Feng explained this, looking at Kui Mulang thoughtfully. I couldn't help asking: "You are the talent I found, maybe it was arranged by my teacher." If that were the case, Feng couldn't help feeling that he had failed too much.
"Where can I be? It's a coincidence that we met, and I don't even know your teacher. My master and your master must know each other. The old man didn't teach me anything carefully, leaving countless files and one The waist card is gone. Now it seems that it is definitely Mr. Li's arrangement." Kui Mulang recalled those days and nights looking at the top-secret information, and couldn't help taking a breath.
"Isn't it, I have memorized all the information with your stomach?" Feng was very surprised. He knew that Kui Mulang was knowledgeable, but he had never heard of the source of the information.
"Of course, in those few weeks, apart from eating and sleeping, I was reading the files. I turned over the files in the seven or eight large bookcases." Kui Mu Lang has a sample thing that is very strange. It is not a legend to remember it, as long as it is Kui Mu. Almost all the books that the wolf reads can be memorized without a word.
"What about your intelligence network?" Could it be that Kui Mulang's intelligence network was also left by this former Fengjiang
"The intelligence network must have been slowly managed by me. Those files contain some means of operating the intelligence network. I was born as a hacker, and I soon had a bunch of like-minded friends. I had an intelligence system in just a few years. "Kui Mulang said that it was easy. Thinking about it, I can understand that if it weren't for the talent and the hard work, how could a young man in his twenties have achieved such a great achievement.
"Are there any other generals in your information about Thousand Sects?" Feng is very interested in Thousand Sects right now. Although being buried in the arena by the teacher, there are thousands of talents that are an indisputable fact.
"Really not. The older generation's anti-reconnaissance work is too good, and I am not an opponent." Kui Mulang admitted his shortcomings. After all, he has little experience, and he still can't compare with those old and cunning predecessors.
"Forget it, when Mr. Liang's affairs are over, I want to check the whereabouts of the other generals in the thousand sects." Feng sighed, he also knew that he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry.