If the Chinese government wanted Feng Hao's help, it would be impossible for Feng Hao to help out after a phone call and a few words of greeting.
With the power of the Chinese government, how difficult would it be to investigate Feng Hao's information? As early as when Fenghao made a name for himself, the government had already investigated his identity.
He was a bona fide 'alien'.
However, the government had always turned a blind eye to it. What was their motive? It was nothing more than to wait and see.
Reality also proved that this choice was very correct. Fortunately, they didn't capture Fenghao as a guinea pig right from the start. Otherwise, Fenghao might have taken root in some country and wiped out a few ancient cultivation clans at the drop of a hat.
This time, for the sake of peace and friendship, the Chinese government still chose Zhao Yang to go to the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain to meet the sect master Feng Hao.
Feng Hao now had the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, a sacred cultivation ground. With the former ancient cultivation clan disciples maintaining the normal operation of the training ground, it could be said to be one of the most popular training grounds in China.
Apart from that, Mount Hua, Mount Tai, Kunlun … and other famous sacred grounds were now occupied by powerful ancient cultivation clans or great demons.
Great demons who could occupy sacred cultivation grounds naturally obtained the five elemental spirits of the Extreme Dao Demonic Tree and were on equal footing with powerful human cultivators.
As the master of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, Feng Hao handed over all matters and focused on cultivating with Little Ball at the peak of the snow mountain. He comprehended the laws of Earth and tried his best to recover his cultivation.
"Wind Emperor, a secular person has come to the sacred ground. He says he's an old friend of yours and is here to see you!"
A figure silently appeared on the snow mountain. It was one of the Divine Flame experts who were loyal to Feng Hao.
His expression was unusually respectful and his aura was much stronger than before. It was obvious that he had received many benefits after pledging his loyalty to Feng Hao.
Feng Hao spread his divine telekinesis and 'saw' Zhao Yang at the foot of the snow mountain. His lips curled up slightly.
"Bring him to Blue Moon Valley!"
"Yes!"
The Divine Flame expert bowed and retreated. His figure turned into a ball of fire and disappeared from the peak of the snow mountain.
"Can't this kid text and call you? Why did you come here personally? "
Little Ball, who had exited its cultivation state, looked suspiciously at Feng Hao.
"It's most likely that the Chinese government has something to ask of me."
Feng Hao stood up and took a step forward. His figure disappeared from the peak of the snowy mountain. In the next moment, he arrived at the Blue Moon Valley at the foot of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.
Under the bold and decisive efforts of the Divine Flame Race's powerhouses, pavilions, terraces, and pavilions were built here, making it look like a paradise on earth.
Not long after, the Divine Flame Race powerhouses brought Zhao Yang to a pavilion in Blue Moon Valley. Feng Hao had already prepared tea.
The tea was naturally fragrant tea that contained Spirit Qi. If an ordinary person drank a mouthful of it, all kinds of illnesses would be cured. If a cultivator drank a mouthful of it, their marrow would be cleansed and their bones would be cleansed.
When Zhao Yang saw Feng Hao again, he found that in just a few days, Feng Hao seemed to be a completely different person. He was a little like an otherworldly expert.
"Sit!"
Feng Hao smiled. He was very polite to Zhao Yang, who obviously had no cultivation but could be considered a friend.
Zhao Yang was a little reserved. After carefully sitting down, he did not even dare to breathe loudly.
Ever since he learned that Feng Hao had forcefully wiped out the Duanmu family, uprooted the Divine Race's sacred son behind the Duanmu family, occupied the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain as a training ground, and called himself the Wind Emperor, he knew that it would be difficult to look at Feng Hao the same way he used to.
"What are you waiting for? Drink some tea! "Feng Hao glared at Zhao Yang.
"Yes!"
Zhao Yang's body trembled. He subconsciously picked up the fragrant tea and drank it in one gulp.
When the fragrant tea entered his throat, Zhao Yang immediately felt an indescribable pleasure spread throughout his body, so much so that he let out a comfortable moan.
"This tea …"
Zhao Yang said with a trembling voice. He looked at Feng Hao in a daze.
He was a disciple of an ancient martial arts sect who cultivated Qigong and could be considered half a cultivator. Naturally, he knew how amazing this tea was. He was sure that after drinking that cup of tea just now, he would definitely be reborn.
"If you like it, bring some back. You've worked hard during this period."
Feng Hao was as approachable as ever. He was like an older brother next door, although he still looked more than ten years older than Feng Hao …
Gulp!
Zhao Yang's throat moved. It would be a lie to say that he was not tempted. Nowadays, opportunities were everywhere in China. Many of the ancient martial arts families in the past also entered the path of cultivation through martial arts and became elite disciples of those training grounds.
It would be a lie to say that he was not envious. However, as a soldier, his mission was always the first priority. He had to be loyal to the party and the people.
The country had placed him by Feng Hao's side to be in charge of communication and conveying opinions. This was his mission and honor.
"This is too precious!" Zhao Yang shook his head.
Since Feng Hao asked him to bring it along, he could not really be thick-skinned and accept it.
Fenghao looked at Zhao Yang with a smile and said, "Tell me, since you've come here personally, is there a new mission for you?"
Zhao Yang nodded and said, "Now that there are earth-shattering changes in China, many things are out of control. The ancient clan cultivators and great demons within our borders have occupied the Spirited Mountains. We hope that the Wind Emperor can provide us with help …"
"What kind of help?" Feng Hao asked softly.
The country's power was already strong enough. Although it was impossible for anyone to contend against the ancient cultivation clan, the country's powerful machinery could easily flatten any mountain.
Obviously, there was a personal appeal for the Chinese government to seek help.
"Using the corpses of great demons or foreign cultivators to develop gene medicine. The Chinese government also secretly has cultivators and mutant organizations, but they can't compare to the ancient clans."
Zhao Yang said seriously, "Nowadays, many animals in the deep mountains and forests have become demons. The Huaxia government needs the power to protect its people. For these demons who have become demons, firearms are no longer useful … And it's even more unsuitable to use weapons of mass destruction … So, improving the combat ability of individual soldiers is the most important thing."
Feng Hao listened carefully and roughly understood Zhao Yang's purpose for this trip.
He was very clear about the changes that had taken place in China. At this time, the Chinese military's power was indeed greatly restrained.
This was because the great demons and evil cultivators who were once afraid of firearms had already transformed. As long as it wasn't destructive weapons of mass destruction, they were not afraid at all.
However, to deal with these great demons and evil cultivators, the ancient cultivation clans and the Cultivation Alliance would naturally deal with them. Why did the government have to worry?
After all, the shadows of the various ancient cultivation clans were also present in the high-level leaders of China. If they wanted to become stronger, they could directly contact the ancient cultivation clans. Why did they have to ask him for help?
"After all, the ancient cultivation clans are also citizens of China. They won't just sit and watch. It's not difficult for you to get the corpse of a big demon …" Fenghao said softly as he stared at Zhao Yang with a faint smile.
Zhao Yang pursed his lips slightly and looked a little disappointed. The country naturally couldn't threaten Feng Hao, so they could only lower their stance and ask for help.
After all, Feng Hao's strength was above the world, and it wouldn't be wrong to call him the God of Earth.
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