Tianxuanmen Tiangong, the main hall of conferences.

Liu Ang called more than 3,000 people in the entire school because he had to deal with the particularly difficult problems at hand.

"I've shown the information to everyone, this is the thing. Please discuss it and see what to do." Liu Ang ordered everyone with a stern face.

In an instant, Yi Jue incited him, and hundreds of people came out, rushing to come up with suggestions.

Seeing this situation, Liu Ang’s eyes lit up and he waved, “Don’t worry, come one by one! Qingyin, I think you come out first. Could it be that you, a woman, will you have a solution to the problem?”

Qingyin went out and bowed and said, "Master, although the naughty concubine has been away from the world for decades, I know that there are a few outstanding people among the younger generations of the family. Do you know that Minister Liu of the Ministry of Culture of China? He is a member of our clan."

Qingfeng came out and said: "The second leader of China is our Ji family. I can help the sect leader deal with this matter."

The law enforcement elder waved: "The president of the Black Dragon Association of Japan is my disciple. I can say hello to him and let him destroy this Saburo Koizumi and his film and television company."

Elder Chuanbao smiled and said, "I have no other skills, but a rich man has emerged from the younger generation. Three of the media outlets on the information of the sect leader just now belong to him. I will fly back and teach him a lesson and ask him to take back the published newspaper as soon as possible and publish news to clarify the matter."

Elder Chuangong said without complaint: "That Xinhong Media is the property of our Yuan family. With just one word, I can make them take back the newspapers they have issued! None of them will be left!"

The disciples in the hall all spoke enthusiastically, and they all said:

"The leader of the sect! Our clan members are not weak either. A big shot in the film and television industry has emerged. Leave this matter to me. Within three days, I will let this matter disappear without a trace!"

"Sector Master! Do the great director Wang Shan know that that is my tribe member. I will definitely let him stand up and support Mrs. Xia!"

"Sect Master! Does the big star Weilong know that he is my younger generation. As long as I say a word, he will stand up and support Mrs. Xia!"

"There is a man named Da Yazhang who took hundreds of younger brothers in the community where Mrs. Xia lives. I told him, if those paparazzi dare to go over and harass Mrs. Xia, they will discount their legs!"

"There is also a gangster among our tribe. I said, "I have countless brothers, and they are everywhere in the world. I say hello to him. Mrs. Xia can take care of her whether she is making movies or doing business in the future!"

These disciples of the Tianxing Sect who were unknown in Liu Ang's eyes turned out to be all over the world.

Think about it, it is true. They all have considerable supernatural powers, and it is impossible not to find ways to help their descendants in the secular world. As a result, their tribes are strong, with all kinds of talents in the three religions and all kinds of people, spread all over China.

Only then did he know the position of the leader of the Tianxing Sect. He is simply the uncrowned king of China. He has a huge network of relationships in his hand, and it is easy to deal with Xia Qinghe's affairs this time!

After they patted their chests and expressed their loyalty and determination, Liu Ang stood up and laughed: "Okay! You all go down. I will give you three days off. Let me move. I want you eight immortals to show their magical powers across the sea. Handle this matter as soon as possible!"

"Abide by the orders of the sect leader!"

Everyone answered in unison, and they all retreated with a relaxed and pleasant smile.

...

That night, many ridiculous things happened in the entire China.

The villa of Zhao Xiaofei, general manager of China Media, is brightly lit.

Zhao Xiaofei, who is in his fifties, is like an old man, with gray hair, wrinkles on his face, dark complexion and a lot of age spots.

Before he went to bed, he came to the tablet of his ancestors as usual and greeted a piece of incense, with tears in his eyes, and kowtowed. He muttered a word: "The ancestors are above, I will bless my illness to cure as soon as possible..."

A flash of his eyes, and the tall figure of Elder Wuchen suddenly appeared in front of him!

Manager Zhao was so scared that he was disgusted. He recognized at first glance that this was his great-grandfather who had passed away for many years. The ancestors of the Zhao family all had portraits. He looked at them every day and remembered them clearly!

This strange incident scared him so much that he sat on the ground and screamed: "Grandpa, don't scare me, I have always respected you so much over the years, and I have given you paper money to spend a lot!"

Elder Wuchen sat on the mahogany chair next to him with a face: "Don't talk nonsense about the eight curses. I can't die even if you die! I am 180 years old this year, and I am alive well!"

"Grandpa, you suddenly appeared, what's wrong?"

"Bang!"

"You think I'm willing to come, it's all your fault!"

Elder Wuchen slapped his hand at the hard mahogany table next to him, and the whole table suddenly turned into powder!

Manager Zhao's eyes widened. This great-grandfather was too strong!

Spider-Man?

Superman?

Ultraman?

"You guy is having a big deal, do you know?" After slapping the table, Elder Wuchen threw a newspaper on the ground and stared at him with a beard.

"Do you know who the woman is the A-V" reported by your newspaper? It is the wife of our head of Tianxing Sect! Do you know who the Duojin Man is? It is the head of our Tianxing Sect! If the head of the sect wants us to die, you just need to wave your hand! He didn't do this because I had some friendship in front of him, do you know!"

Taoist Master Wuchen's voice was aggressive, which almost scared Manager Zhao into an idiot!

"The head of the sect... the head of the sect... is here to shoot "A---V"? I'm younger... I don't know them!"

"We are a sect of immortal cultivation, it would be strange if you mortals know each other! I will give you a day to make up for your mistakes. If I can still see these news on the streets a day later, we don't need our leader to do it, I will personally take your head and play it as a ball!"

Elder Wuchen stood up and kicked a reinforced concrete pillar with a diameter of one meter in the villa. With a sound of a puff, the lower half of the pillar seemed to be hit by a ground-based missile, and suddenly turned into pieces as big as rice grains, flying all over the living room!

The upper half of the column was supported by a beam and did not fall off. More than ten steel bars as thick as arms inside twisted into twists, which looked very terrifying!

"It's not done well, I'll kick you in the head!" Elder Wuyou shouted after committing the murder.

If I had suspected that it was the great-grandfather's ghost who was coming to scare me just now, and seeing such a thick cement pillar were broken, Manager Zhao knew that what the great-grandfather said was probably true.

The great-grandfather is likely to have joined a sect of immortal cultivation!

The head and the head lady are both young and beautiful, and they also love to shoot "A--V"!

I posted a random message and offended the god-like head!

So he knelt on the ground and kowtowed like pounding garlic, shouting: "Great grandpa, please spare your life! Great grandpa, please spare your life! I know my mistake, so I will change it immediately! Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

Seeing that he knew it was amazing, Elder Wuyou showed a loving expression on his face, and threw him a white and white elixir and said softly: "This Qi Refining Pill was deducted from the reward of the head. After you eat it, you will be free from illness or disaster and enjoy a 180-year-old life. I won't come back easily and I have nothing else to give you, it's it. Alas, our Zhao family is not lucky, and the younger generations are full of five-spirited mortals. You are so smart, and you are also a mortal, otherwise I will definitely bring you into the path of immortality."

Manager Zhao held the pill in his hand and shouted: "Great grandpa, do you mean that I could live 180 years old after taking it? But this year I found out that it is in the advanced stage of pancreatic cancer. The doctor said that it only lasts three months at most!"

Elder Wuyou looked sarcastic and said, "How can you fight against the fairy pill? Since that's the case, you should swallow this fairy pill now. Don't leave, you've died before taking the medicine and have no time to do things. How can I explain to the leader?"

Manager Zhao nodded in disbelief, somewhat doubting the efficacy of this pill.

But the great-grandfather just kicked the reinforced concrete pillar, giving him endless confidence. He put the pill in his mouth with a obedient look on his face, and was about to look for water to swallow it. The pill was directly automatically turned into a cool spiritual liquid and slid into his throat.

His whole body seemed to be ignited by a torch, and the scorching sting made him scream.

But this scream was only a few times, and immediately he felt as if he had jumped into the hot spring water, and his whole body was warm and comfortable.

Because his qualifications are too poor, this immortal pill that can lift a single spiritual root cultivator to the first level of Qi refining can only retain a trace of true energy in his body, and slowly transform his body as his blood flows.

The black cancerous disease in the diseased area was completely collapsed as soon as he touched this silk of true energy. In a blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace and was replaced by normal bright red human tissue.

The severe pain that tortured him at all times disappeared in an instant!

At the same time, when the true energy flowed to his face, the age spots on his face slowly faded, and the wrinkles on his seal carving slowly calmed down.

"Oh my mouth! Why did the toothache hurt!"

Manager Zhao shouted and covered his cheeks. Now his mouth was full of neat new teeth. The almost lost teeth were pushed off by the new teeth, which made him exhale in pain.

"Old Zhao! What's wrong with you?" A middle-aged woman suddenly appeared on the stairs of the living room.

Manager Zhao shouted in dismay: "My wife! Our ancestors have appeared and gave me a fairy pill! It seems that my illness has cured and my chest doesn't hurt at all! Ahhh! My mouth actually has teeth, and it grows so fast! Look, the ground is full of bad teeth from the past! Let me introduce to you the ancestor's great-grandfather, he... He was sitting here just now, why is there no more now!"

Seeing the stranger appear, Taoist Wuchen's opinion quietly left.
Chapter completed!