In today's China, martial arts, Taoism, and even technology coexist. Unlike the worlds in Emperor Haoyang's inherited memory, one development direction is the mainstream. For example, in Tianwu Continent, martial arts is the absolute overlord, and Taoism and technology have almost no influence. In the living space, in a world dominated by Taoist cultivators, martial arts and technology are in decline. Technological civilization even relies on strengthening fluids to enhance individual strength, which has almost nothing to do with cultivation.

"What do you need me to do?" Yang Qi looked at Patriarch Xueyun aside.

"We don't need to do anything for the time being. Taixuanmen will arrange for Taoist people to come forward. When we need to take action, we will be notified." Patriarch Xueyun said.

Yang Qi nodded slightly. Although Taixuanmen's move was intended to prevent the Holy Land from growing in southern Xinjiang, it probably also had another meaning, which was to strengthen Taixuanmen's influence on Taoism.

Yang Qi was not surprised by this. After all, the practitioners in the Holy Land were also human beings. Otherwise, they would not be fighting over resources.

"Brother Yang, I would like to ask you, what level of cultivation has you reached now?" Patriarch Xueyun looked at Yang Qi and said.

"Barely reached the fourth level of the Fetal Breath Realm." Yang Qi had no intention of hiding his cultivation level. After all, people in the Holy Land would probably be able to detect his cultivation level once he met them. There is nothing wrong with concealing his cultivation level. Great use.

"Fourth level of Fetal Breathing Realm?" Upon hearing this, Patriarch Xueyun had a hint of horror in his eyes.

It had only been a few months since the last time he and Yang Qi met, and Yang Qi had actually reached the fourth level of Fetal Breath Realm. You must know that the strongest building owner in the history of Blood Cloud Tower was only at the third level of Fetal Breath Realm. That's all.

In the past one or two hundred years, the owner of Xueyun Tower has only reached the first level of Fetal Breath.

"Brother Yang is indeed very human." Ancestor Xueyun smiled bitterly.

He has been practicing for decades now, but he is only in the late stage of the first level of fetal breath. In this life, it is impossible to enter the second level of fetal breath unless there is an accident. But Yang Qi, at this stage By that time, he had reached the fourth level of fetal breath. If he hadn't known that Yang Qi was not a warrior from the Holy Land, he would have suspected that Yang Qi was a warrior from the Holy Land.

"It's just a fluke. I participated in the martial arts competition some time ago and had some opportunities in Huashan. Otherwise, I wouldn't have entered the fourth level of fetal breath so quickly." Yang Qi said with a smile.

Martial arts meeting? Opportunity?

Ancestor Xueyun looked at Yang Qi like this with a look of astonishment. Not to mention Ancestor Xueyun, not even the hall masters of Xueyun Tower bothered to attend a gathering of dark strength like the martial arts club. But Yang Qi actually said that he met an opportunity at the Wushu Association?

"Epiphany." Yang Qi smiled slightly.

Hiss~

Ancestor Xueyun took a breath, with a hint of bitterness in his expression. An opportunity like epiphany is rare. No wonder Yang Qi was able to step into the fourth level of fetal breath in such a short period of time. It turned out to be an epiphany.

Even the powerful men in the Holy Land would be extremely envious if they knew about this kind of opportunity.

"Brother Yang, this is the token of Taixuan Sect. Someone from the Taoist side will be responsible for contacting you when the time comes." Patriarch Xueyun handed a simple token to Yang Qi.

The material of this token is very special, and it is difficult for even ordinary Fetus Breath Realm warriors to destroy it.

After putting the token away, Yang Qi left the villa.

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Southern Border, in the underground palace.

"Holy Envoy, this is the flesh and blood essence you need." Nine Thousand Years Old moved his hand, and several blood-colored Gu worms appeared in his hands. Each of these blood-colored Gu worms contained a huge amount of vitality and energy.

"Well done, I will report it to the sect master." Not far away, a middle-aged man looked at a few bloody Gu worms and couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction. These Gu worms are from their holy land in southern Xinjiang, used to collect flesh and blood.

The essence of Gu worms. These essences of flesh and blood are rare resources for cultivation.

"Holy Envoy, in order to collect these essences of flesh and blood, my son was killed. Please let the Holy Envoy make the decision." Jiu Qiansui said quickly.

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man couldn't help but frowned and said in deep thought, "You should know that it is not convenient for me to take action. Those guys are watching me secretly. Once I take action, it will only cause them to fight back. This

Collecting resources for the first time has already made those guys unable to sit still."

"Of course I understand this. It's just my son's hatred..." Jiu Qiansui said with some reluctance.

"This matter is not urgent. Please complete the tasks within the sect first, otherwise it will not be easy for you and me." The middle-aged man muttered.

Hearing this, although Jiu Qiansui felt a little unwilling, he didn't dare to refute the middle-aged man's words. Although he was not weaker than the middle-aged man in terms of strength, the other party was the Holy Land's envoy after all, and he didn't dare to blatantly obey and defy the middle-aged man.

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"How are you preparing for what I asked you to prepare?" the middle-aged man suddenly asked.

"It's ready." Jiu Qiansui said.

"Send it to me later." Hearing this, the middle-aged man had a smile on his face and left the hall immediately.

After the middle-aged man left, the nine-thousand-year-old face turned gloomy.

"Damn it." Thousands of years old looked murderous. Several furnaces that had been carefully cultivated were planned to be sent back to the Holy Land in exchange for some training resources. After all, in today's martial arts world, warriors in the Fetal Breathing Realm want to give up, but they can only rely on absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth.

, it was too difficult. I didn’t expect that this middle-aged man would take away the furnace he had cultivated for many years when he came. If the other party did not represent the Holy Land, how could he swallow this breath.

"Here comes someone." Jiu Qiansui said coldly.

"Old Ancestor." A Huajin warrior came to Jiu QianSui cautiously. During this period, Jiu QianSui's character became more changeable than before. Even the warriors in the palace died in his hands.

few.

"Send Chun Hua Qiu Yue to the Holy Envoy's room." Jiu Qiansui said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Upon hearing this, the Huajin warrior respectfully left the hall.

"Let you enjoy it for a while. The things belonging to the Za family are not that easy to get." Jiu Qiansui smiled coldly, and disappeared from the main hall in a flash.

…

Early the next morning, Yang Qi had just had breakfast when he received a call from Tang Xinjie.

"It's rare for you to call me." Yang Qi said with a smile.

"Something happened two days ago. I'm going to take a rest these days. If you have time, come walk around with me." Tang Xinjie's voice came from the phone.

"Of course." Yang Qi nodded. Tang Xinjie obviously didn't want to say more about the kidnapping, but she was an ordinary person after all. She was suddenly kidnapped by gangsters. Although she was not injured, she was probably very frightened.

The two made an appointment, and Yang Qi drove there.

As soon as I arrived, I saw a group of people surrounding me on the street, as if something had happened.

"Where are you? Why didn't I see you?" Yang Qi dialed Tang Xinjie's phone number.

"Yang Qi, I..."

Tang Xinjie's voice came from the phone, but her voice was quickly drowned in a burst of noise. It seemed that something happened to Tang Xinjie.

"Could it be..." Looking at the crowd surrounding them, Yang Qi quickly got out of the car and walked over.

As soon as she squeezed into the crowd, she saw Tang Xinjie being surrounded by two middle-aged people, a man and a woman. There was an old man lying on the ground beside him. From the words of the man and woman, it was not difficult to hear that it seemed that Tang Xinjie was parking the car.
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