If you want to obtain a powerful method from Feng Hao, the possibility is zero.

But communication is a science, and it is impossible to find a powerful method. But if you take a step back and ask Feng Hao for help, there will probably be no problem.

Zhao Yang looked up at Feng Hao, took a deep breath and said, "Is there any quick success method suitable for the army?"

Feng Hao smiled.

He knew that when Zhao Yang came, he definitely wasn’t asking him to go out and kill the big demon. For such a thing, he just had to give him a position.

But he came here in person, obviously things are not that simple.

He has skills, but they are basically powerful. Even if the Earth's tribulation period monks come, they will not be able to practice them.

Feng Hao shook his head and said: "There is no way I can help you. You go back and report to the people above you. If you encounter difficult things, someone will naturally deal with them, and... there has never been anything like this in the world. There is no quick method."

There is another point that Feng Hao did not mention. Powerful exercises and martial arts are the source of all evil. The techniques of the world must not be spread on the earth.

Even though Xia Shilan and others who looked the same as his wife had their bodies transformed into spiritual bodies suitable for practice, he never taught them the practice techniques.

Zhao Yang lowered his head, a little disappointed.

Feng Hao is not a savior. He just has a good impression of the Chinese nation. For this good impression, he can take action.

But if you ask him to imitate the saints and recruit disciples and spread their ideas, he can't do it.

“Go back!” Feng Hao stood up and turned his back to Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang bowed and said: "Then... I take my leave."

"Wait a minute~" Feng Hao suddenly said.

Zhao Yang’s eyes lit up, his breathing became heavy, and he looked expectant.

"Bring some tea back, it will be good for you."

Feng Hao waved his hand, and naturally there were strong men from the Shenyan tribe who appeared and disappeared like ghosts. .

Soon, this powerful man from the divine race in the eyes of the world respectfully held an exquisite small box like a servant.

"Go on, don't think the mission has failed, it's the same for everyone..." Feng Hao waved his hand.

Being so patient with ordinary people, Feng Hao really recognized Zhao Yang and regarded him as one of the few friends.

"Thank you!"

Zhao Yang took the brocade box solemnly, feeling that the weight was very substantial, and was quite moved.

Bending down to salute again, Zhao Yang left simply and easily.

Like a soldier!

"Wind Emperor, he is just a mortal in the world. You can dismiss him with just one look. Why do you care so much about him?"

The powerful force of the Shenyan Clan. The reader said curiously.

Feng Hao glanced at this person and said indifferently: "Why do I need to explain to you what I do?"

The strong man from the Shenyan Tribe shook his body and knelt down in fright. He was lying on the ground, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead.

"This will never happen again!" Feng Haohan said.

"Yes! You know your mistake!"

The strong man from the Shenyan Clan was relieved. Just for a moment, he seemed to have touched the breath of death.

It was so scary, like a knife to my neck.

In the Shenyan Clan, the feeling brought to him by the Holy Lord does not seem to be so terrifying!

…

As the sun set, a young man in a robe was greeted on Qinling North Road, An City, Xi'an, Huaxia.

In special times, especially in places full of history, the security force is not as strong as usual.

The Mausoleum of the First Emperor of Qin is located here. After experiencing a catastrophe, the Qin Mausoleum is illuminated every night, a sign of auspiciousness.

It seems like some great secret treasure has been born.

Therefore, the Chinese officials moved very quickly. Not only were the officials not stationed there, but monks and strangers were patrolling back and forth in the sky.

With this posture, it is estimated that not even a fly can fly in.

"It's really boring. Isn't it just a tomb? Is there any need to go to such a big fight?"

Fire Qilin was very angry. He was originally ready to use fists and kicks to praise him. The mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, what treasure is there that attracts it?

Who would have thought that he had put a lot of thought into it, coerced and lured him into a body that was more convenient for him to do, but what was waiting for him was a protective force like a dragnet.

Breaking in openly?

Fire Qilin definitely didn’t have the guts to do so. He came here secretly without telling Feng Hao. If Feng Hao found out about this, he would lose a lot of skin.

"What should we do? Do we just wait?"

Fire Qilin was suddenly in trouble.

I have to say that the appearance of Fire Qilin transformed into Yan Qi, especially the costume of a tomb robber, is really eye-catching.

PatrolThe two monks discovered him, stepped on flying swords, and rushed over with solemn expressions.

"Who is it? Leave quickly!"

One of the short-haired monks said coldly, staring at the fire unicorn under the black robe with a wary expression.

　“Haha~”

Fire Qilin laughed twice sinisterly, and his voice was filled with a cold aura. Just as the two monks with flying swords on their feet felt in their hearts When he was on guard, Huo Qilin lifted the hat covering his head with lightning speed, opened his mouth, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go..."

Fire Qilin After taking three steps, he looked back, with a flattering smile on his face, and walked back in a hurry.

The two monks looked at the fire unicorn blankly, looked at each other, and smiled bitterly.

Fire Qilin’s laughter just now was indeed quite creepy. I thought I had met a tomb robber who coveted the tomb of the First Emperor, but he turned out to be an extremely wretched guy.

Bad luck!

Patrolling the mausoleum, especially at night, is indeed unlucky. If they hadn't been cultivators who practiced against heaven, they might have been worried about something crawling out of the tomb in the middle of the night.

But... now they really hope that something will crawl out of the tomb of the First Emperor.

Because, the things that can come out of the ground now are either heavenly materials, or earthly treasures.

The two monks continued patrolling with flying swords, and suddenly heard a familiar voice behind them.

Looking down...who could it be if it wasn't the guy in black robe with a wretched look on his face?

"Two Immortals, dare I ask which direction is the entrance to this mausoleum? Just now... I seem to have forgotten to ask you two, haha!"

Fire Qilin's face appeared With an innocent smile, he was like a simple migrant worker who had just arrived in a big city, asking for directions politely and respectfully.

The two monks looked at the fire unicorn and looked at each other, thinking... Is this an idiot?

What is the purpose of their patrol? It was to prevent anyone from approaching Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum, but there was a wretched guy who asked them...where is the entrance to Qin's Mausoleum?

"Why are you asking this? Do you still want to rob the tomb?"

The monk with the flying sword suddenly asked as if his brain was twitching.

Huo Qilin's eyes lit up and he said seriously: "I see the glow in that tomb. There must be a baby born. It's no coincidence. I'm very knowledgeable about tomb robbing... bah, I'm very knowledgeable about archeology."

"What does this have to do with us?" the monk said solemnly.

They were sure that this wretched guy came here with the idea of ​​​​the mausoleum.

"Look...a baby has been born!"

Fire Qilin suddenly pointed behind the two monks, with hope in his eyes and his mouth seemed to be watering. out.

The two monks were shocked. Sure enough, a spiritual treasure was born.

However, just as they turned around suddenly, they saw nothing. What treasure had been born? Nonsense!

Oops!

Suddenly, the two of them seemed to have thought of something. In an instant, their whole bodies were shaken and they were sweating profusely.

When he looked back, what he saw was a pair of eyes gushing with flames, staring at them coldly.

　"Ah..."

Before even giving a warning, the two monks were choked by the fire unicorn, and then... turned into ashes without taking away a single cloud. .