While laughing, the Chinese monks present were very annoyed and frustrated. In addition to representatives of various sects who were qualified to enter the conference room to participate in the meeting, there were many casual cultivators outside watching and waiting for the release of the research results. These days, they have not been idle and sent people to the lake many times. But the evil sect at the barrier is basically certain now that it is an ancient thing.

In the ancient Qimen River, all kinds of masters were like the masters of the river, which could be called the contending of hundreds of schools. The overall strength was a hundred times stronger than now. With the passage of time and history, the Qimen River has long declined. Various classics are incomplete, and many inheritances have even been cut off. In this case, it is normal to be stumped when encountering the ancient barrier formation.

But foreigners do not understand that China's strength has long been rooted in their bones. In the Crusades, Western elites were almost wiped out, buried in the East. This tragic lesson has affected generations. Therefore, the Holy See has always believed that the East with China is a place of sin that cannot be shined by the light of God.

A lean camel is bigger than a horse, and a tiger has the power to die. Unless you Chinese are playing with your mind, how could such a thing be born? A barrier will delay you to this day.

"Gentlemen, gentlemen, please be careful. We all gather here to solve the problem, not to increase the conflict between each other, and do not need to be hostile to each other, which is not good for everyone, right? I think everyone understands Sir Fez's mood, and of course, Chinese friends have also made efforts, which we all see. But what I want to say is, gentlemen, it is not the time for quarrel. Captain Jones said that our time is precious, yes. We came to China thousands of miles away, not to wait. Therefore, I have a proposal for our dear Chinese friends, and of course this proposal is not a harsh requirement. It is a very cute proposal."

The British always claimed to be the nobles among the nobles, with gentlemanly and hypocritical words and deeds. Even though they were full of bad habits, this handsome young man from the handsome man came from the oldest knight of the Round Table in England. It is said that the organization was founded by King Arthur himself and was born by the descendants of the top ten knights under him to this day. The most powerful force in Britain.

"Oh, Baron Ensian, the new jazz that the Queen of England personally enthroned last year. Very good, let me tell you about your proposal!"

The fat white man crossed his fingers, placed his arms on the table, and stared at the young man in a suit and tie with his eyes slanted. The world is concerned about seniority. Seniors are present, and juniors are not allowed to speak, and their status is not enough. But Ensian comes from the Knight of the Round Table, and this background makes up for the gap in his age and qualifications. So no one thinks he is abrupt and does not feel qualified enough when he comes forward. Moreover, there are many demons and ghosts in the world of Qimen. Nowadays, there are many monsters and ghosts, so people must not simply look at their appearance. It is not guaranteed that the young and handsome Ensian is a monster like Jones. His age is just a fool.

"Mr. Bai, an elite general of the China Secret Service, can you represent all the colleagues around you?"

This is very heartbreaking, and there are many intentions to provoke. Since ancient times, the government and the world have been born rivals. In fact, he doesn’t need to mention the official identity of the White Fatty Man, but there is basically no Chinese monks present who don’t know the fat man present. But in this situation, if you agree to his White Yutang represent all the fellow practitioners, wouldn’t it mean that the prestige of the government suppresses the names of the heroes present?

There was nothing wrong, but whenever you thought about it, it was something wrong. Especially some people in the world who valued reputation over life.

Ensian knows human nature very well, especially the temperament of Chinese people. He has golden eyes, a smile, and under his handsome appearance, he turns out to be a poisonous snake with dark fangs.

"This fat man is my long-term friend and a friend of Forget-Age. I can trust his character as a monk, so why is it difficult for him to represent everyone here?" He spoke very slowly, his voice had a strong local dialect feature. As he looked at him, he was a monk sitting in an inconspicuous corner. He was kind-hearted and bald, white eyebrows, over 60 years old, but his face was rosy and tender. It is worth mentioning that the monk's white eyebrows were very distinctive, very long, and drooping to the corner of his mouth. Some people know that the monk was from Nan Shaolin, Putian. In terms of seniority, he was also the master uncle of the current head. He was also the most experienced senior and old figure. His words were very heavy. Of course, others would not have any objections. The face of the old master must be given, let alone the prestigious senior.

Having earned enough face for Fatty White, Fatty White raised her eyebrows, narrowed her eyes and said, "Ensian, what do you say?"

Ensian still had a charming smile on his handsome face, and he gently bowed to the Baimei Monk with one hand to show respect.

"Since Mr. Bai can represent these Chinese friends, I, Ensian, represent these international allies around me..." He paused and looked around. A buzzing discussion sounded around him. Soon, most of them agreed. Ensian smiled stronger and said, "Then I will make a suggestion to Chinese friends on behalf of these international allies. As we all know, your country is a great country in the cultivation world, and there are countless great masters in Qimen. I hope your country can draw masters from formation barriers to break the barrier at the bottom of the lake. Dear Mr. Bai, please do not refuse this reasonable request, and do not say that you cannot do it. The so-called same clan and the same origin, and nature depends on each other. And as far as I know, your country has a common saying that the person who tied the bell must be untied!"

“We can help, too.”

Ensian looked back at the old man in black who was talking and smiled and said, "Very good. With the help of all the masters of the Japanese Soul Sea Association, I think this matter will be even more perfect. Mr. Bai, what is your reply?"

"Okay, but I need time."

Ensian was stunned. He didn't expect the other party to agree so quickly. A hint of joy flashed in his eyes. He said excitedly: "Mr. Bai, please explain in detail. What do you mean by what you mean by taking time?"

"Stupid, jazz, and his understanding is so poor." The fat white man curled his lips and said carelessly: "It's the literal meaning. There are indeed sect masters who started their own business by formations in the world, but they did not come this time and did not participate in this big gathering. They are highly keen and practiced with the right path, and are not greedy or delusional. So if you want to invite them over, you have to wait a few days."

As if he couldn't hear the sarcasm in Fatty Bai's words, Ensian frowned, "How many days?" and then shook his head and said, "No, including myself, allies here may not have much time to delay. Mr. Bai, you must find a way to do this."

The fat white man shook his head, his attitude was even more firm than him, and he sneered, saying, "I'll solve it? How can I solve it? Use the official identity to force them? Since ancient times, the government has different paths in the world, and relying on the official position to bully fellow workers in the world with their power, it is regarded as a taboo. Ensian, do you want to provoke a war between us?"

The sound and expression were stern. The fat white man suddenly stood up, slapped the table suddenly, glared at Ensian, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tight.

Ensian quickly explained: "Mr. Bai, you misunderstood. I mean..."

"Of course. If you really want to find them in the shortest time and invite them over, maybe... it is not impossible." The fat white man changed his face faster than reading a book, and sat down slowly.

The elbow was laid on the circular hollow table, rubbed the chubby fingers, and the small eyes narrowed into narrow curved slits, "There is a price for invitation. Sir Ensian, you understand."

"The price is not enough, we have paid too much." Ensian refused sternly. The foreigners around him also looked at the fat white man with anger. Come to China, you have already paid an entry fee. Do you want to think that we are not the Olympus Mountain, and there are golden apples everywhere?

Abominable Chinese, greedy yellow-skinned monkey.

These foreigners hate the fat white people so much that they are itchy.

The fat white man was still alive. He shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and said, "Then there is nothing I can do, I can only find it little by little. China is so big, who knows where they are invisible to practice in the immortal treasure land."

The meaning is obvious. If you don’t make some real things, then let’s waste it here!

Anyway, this is our own place, we can afford to wait and waste it. It is best to leave you outsiders, and then we close the door and study what's in the ancient tombs by ourselves!

Open plot, typical open plot, blackmail, ** naked blackmail.

Even though I know, I can't help but accept it.

Ensian was so angry that his face was deep, "Let us discuss it."

At the beginning, the people in the conference room, regardless of nationality, race, religion, and sect, sat around a circular table, and were divided into several rows.

But now, it is obviously divided into two factions.

There is a sect of Chinese monks, and the rest of the countries have a sect of Mao.

At first glance, the Chinese monks are alone and have few people. On the other side, there are a group of black people, almost hundreds of people gather together, with amazing momentum, especially the gathering of resentment, which is even more amazing.

But the Chinese monks present were still laughing and laughing, saying and making trouble. Such good things are hard to come by. These foreign landlords came to deliver money with a big face, so they would be sorry for them.

What is the resource to cultivate now?

If you don’t have resources, you will compare yourself!

"Old ghost, it's time for you to go on stage later. I'll go out."|The fat white man approached Gui Jianchou and whispered.

Gui Jianchou Yanpai pot gestured towards Xiaohu, and the fat white nodded.

Gui Jianchou nodded and continued to suck. He was alone in a place with almost no one around, and the smell of smoke was too strong. It was so scent of people.

The fat white man walked out of the conference room with his hands behind his back and went downstairs. He stood at the door of the guesthouse and looked up at the sky. The sky was dark, without stars, and Shaoyue.
Chapter completed!