Chapter 291 A call from Linglong's master: Using the opponent's strength to defeat the opponent
It takes a little time to repair the human body's Qi system, and half an hour is just a blink of an eye.

Feng Zhenghao talked with Jiang Mo in Qingxin Hall. After a night of hasty preparations, he did everything he could, but in the end he still couldn't wait for his daughter to wake up. The first thing that came was the ringing of the mobile phone in his pocket.

The name on the caller ID was Huang Boren, who was known as Nadutong. He was the acting chairman after Zhao Fangxu was suspended.

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Feng Zhenghao knew he had no way to escape, so he chose to answer the phone and negotiate with him.

"Where are you? President Feng, we'll pick you up."

"Don't bother you. I'll go over."

"it is good."

After just a few words, both sides reached a consensus and the call ended.

Soon, Feng Zhenghao went down the mountain and took a private helicopter to the company headquarters.

soon.

Feng Shayan, who had just recovered from a serious illness, woke up. Feng Xingtong fulfilled his father's promise and would handle all the transfer matters one after another. Zhuge Yu would send them down the mountain.

Before leaving, they were temporarily given two protective instruments to ensure that their lives would not be in danger before all fund transfers were completed.

It's nine o'clock in the morning and the sun is shining.

Jiang Mo was making tea in the courtyard and took a photo of the list of materials written by Yousha. He contacted the person in charge of the material purchasing channel left by Lu You in the United States and asked him to transmit the funds through the magic circle within a week. The required funds were also settled in advance.

"Uncle Master, someone from the company wants to talk to you."

After finishing his morning exercise, Lu Jin walked out from the martial arts training ground in the back mountain. His cell phone interface was on a call, and the person waiting on the other end was Zhao Fangxu.

"Ah."

Jiang Mo took Lu Jin's phone, turned on the microphone, and asked first: "Are you looking for me in an emergency? Please speak frankly."

"Senior Jiang, do you know what happened in the circle yesterday?"

"I know." Jiang Mo answered truthfully.

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Zhao Fangxu was silent for a few seconds, as if he was sorting out an emergency plan, and said slowly: "If you know, then let's tell you clearly."

"What's past is past. We will neither investigate nor confiscate the origin of your unique skills. However, there is one condition that is not too excessive. It is that you will have to suffer a little. If someone from the Quanzhen faction asks you to return the eight unique skills, you must not agree."

"I hope you can understand our difficulties. After all, this evil thing involves too many people. Once it spreads, many ordinary people will be affected."

"Especially after the baby came back yesterday, he told me that the self-cultivation furnace made with the Shuangquan Hands and the Divine Machine has the ability to transform ordinary people into extraordinary people. This is a very dangerous thing. The company has already sent people to Nason to look for it."

"Also, I don't know what Quanzhen is thinking. If the situation gets out of hand, would you mind being gentle?"

Zhao Fangxu's demands were simple, there were only two, first that the Sanyi Sect should not release their special skills to others, and second that no one should be killed as a result.

The profoundness of the Eight Wonders is enough to stir up the extraordinary world in the country. With the strength of the various Quanzhen factions, they will definitely not be able to guard such a treasure. If the Quanxing monsters and exiled evil cultivators hear the news and fight to the death, the consequences will be serious. This is also a development trend that the company does not want to see.

Zhao Fangxu couldn't guess what Jiang Mo was planning, so he came over to test him first.

"it is good."

Without a moment's hesitation, Jiang Mo agreed to Zhao Fangxu's request. He understood the company's intentions and was willing to cooperate with their work.

"Okay, I feel relieved with your words."

Fat Zhao on the other end of the phone felt relieved and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a tissue.

In fact, for an individual like Jiang Mo, whose status is greater than the entire alien world, the company prefers the strategy of winning him over. As long as he does not get involved in the fights between alien forces, there will be basically no problem.

"Also, Senior, if they want you to allow them to practice special skills in your sect and inherit the unique skills of the Taoist sect, I implore you to reject them as well."

Zhao Fangxu was still a little worried and added:

"Although this is a bit unethical, you were not the one who went to Tongtian Valley to steal things. You robbed the thieves of their stolen goods. How to deal with them is up to you. Outsiders are not qualified to comment."

"As long as you don't give in, the company has plenty of ways to help you resolve the conflicts between you and those factions."

"I know my own rules, so I won't bother you."

Jiang Mo exchanged a few pleasantries with him and then hung up the phone.

Cheng Zhen, Zhuge Yu, and Lu Jin who were standing nearby heard the entire conversation. This way, the sect still had a lot of room for manipulation. At least with the assistance of the company and the foundation of the sect, they could avoid conflicts with Quanzhen to the greatest extent. "Uncle, do you think we should keep the scriptures on the fourth floor or destroy them?"

After so many years, Cheng Zhen never thought that it was a treasure belonging to his own sect, and he was never interested in it;
Even within the sect, there were very few disciples who had access to them. Apart from Zhuge Yu who supplemented himself with Fenghou and Shenji, and a few elders who just couldn't make it and junior brothers who were less talented who relied on the Liuku Immortal Thief to get through a difficult period, all the other special skills were completely put in the attic and gathered dust.

"That's not something we should consider. There's no need to destroy it. Just leave it there."

"I don't mind returning them to Quanzhen, but times have changed and there are more things to consider."

"Jingle Bell!"

"Jingle Bell!"

Before he could finish his words, the phone rang again. It was Lu Linglong calling. As a disciple of the abbot of the Baiyun Temple of Quanzhen Longmen, Jiang Mo could already guess the intention of her and the master behind her from her call at this moment.

"beep--"

The phone was connected, and a clear and pleasant voice sounded: "Hello, is this Grandpa? Is Grandmaster Jiang in the house? My master..."

"It's me, Linglong. Let them talk to me."

Jiang Mo didn't want to involve the child. Linglong was both Lu Jin's granddaughter and a disciple of Quanzhen, so she was caught between the two and was in a dilemma. So he asked her to hand the phone to the head of the sect.

"Oh, okay. Here, Master will give it to you."

The head of Baiyun Temple took the phone. It was his first time meeting Jiang Mo remotely. He greeted him respectfully:
"Senior Jiang, I hope I am not bothering you. I have admired you for a long time. I am honored to have the opportunity to talk to you today."

"No need for red tape. Since you are Linglong's master, just speak directly."

Jiang Mo poured the tea slowly, and the disciples beside him listened patiently.

"Well, my next words may be a little too radical, so please forgive me, Senior."

"Ah."

"May I ask where the senior obtained the eight unique skills?" asked the abbot of Baiyun Temple.

"In 1944, during the Jiashen Rebellion, Wu Gensheng placed a restriction on eight people before he led them to comprehend the Ziyang Jade Disk, requiring them to pass on all the unique skills they acquired afterwards to him. At that time, I finished my retreat, went out into the world and killed the demon, and that's how I acquired the unique skills."

Jiang Mo did not hide anything and was honest.

"Then why didn't you tell us anything after you killed Wu Gensheng? Could it be that you, senior, also got angry? I can't say that."

The abbot of Baiyun Temple sighed, and there were several elders and fellow disciples listening beside him.

"Whether it's the matter of the Purple Sun Jade Disk or the Eight Miraculous Skills, if I had told you about it at the time, or if I had handed all the Miraculous Skills to you, in troubled times, good and bad fortune are hard to predict;"

"From what I know, the new head of Quan Xing at that time was not someone you could handle, not to mention other forces."

"Of course, this is not an excuse, nor is it perfunctory. Most importantly, I have no obligation to proactively report to you. I don't owe you anything, and I don't need you to owe me anything."

"To you, the culprits are always the thirty-six people headed by Wu Gensheng."

Jiang Mo responded calmly without any pause. His words were so fluent that the other party fell into silence for a short time. Only the faint, chaotic and mixed breathing sounds could be heard continuously.

"As for what you said about coveting your ancestors' unique skills, the training methods of the eight unique skills are in my mind. After so many years, I have no interest in them and have never practiced them."

"Obtaining it was beyond my expectation, not something I had planned to do to dig it out and rob it from your ancestor's temple. I kept it in the sect only to broaden the horizons of the disciples. I killed the demon, so I have the right to deal with everything he got, right?"

The master of Baiyun Temple was speechless after the defense. After sorting it out, it was clear that the Sanyi Sect did not do anything wrong. Instead of blaming it, it would be better to blame the more important Thirty-Six Thieves.

At this time, the old master sighed silently, took the phone, and said, "Senior, you are right. We agree."

"In those turbulent times, only immortals like you could keep the Eight Wonders and avoid outsiders from spying on them. If they were given to us, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to enjoy them."

"Alas, times have changed. I will not hide anything from you any more. I just want to ask, are you willing to pass on the Dharma to our Quanzhen sects?"

"The unique skills are not owned by one family. The Jindan Sect, also known as the Ziyang Sect, was integrated into the various Quanzhen sects today. Only our family has a little Linglong who is close to you, so we, Longmen, came to discuss with you. Other factions have gone to talk to the Tianshi Mansion, Wudang, the Feng family, and the Wang family."

The old man's voice was a little helpless and awe-filled. When he was young, he had heard that this immortal killed everyone in the world and made their blood flow like a river, leaving no trace of his armor. His cultivation was at the top of the world.

If the other party is unwilling, it will be useless even if all the Quanzhen sects join together to exert pressure.

Once upon a time, the old abbot was one of Jiang Mo's many admirers in the martial arts world. His powerful and enviable state was comparable to that of immortals.

"I know the relationship between the Jindan Sect and you, and I understand your difficulties. I am more willing to pass on the Dharma to you."

"But the company won't allow us to do this because of all the consequences that might arise from doing so. I respect their position and won't interfere with your choice. All the Quanzhen sects can obtain the complete set of Eight Wonders at any time from me, provided that you discuss with the company and agree on a plan that is acceptable to both parties."

(End of this chapter)