One person: Reborn as Huangxian, seeking the title of Feng Baobao at the beginning

The images on the monitor are still vivid in my mind.

Jiang Zhong looked at everyone with surprise and confusion in his eyes...

"Director Huang, have you finished everything you wanted to do?"

In response to Jiang Zhong's question, Huang Miao nodded slightly.

At this time, the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth had disappeared.

The spectacular scene of three dragons gathering, four saints forming a formation, and the center of Qilin Town lasted only a few seconds.

A few seconds later, the scene was gone.

Instead, a powerful force spread across the sea, causing the sky to darken and the earth to become drowsy, as if the end of the world had come.

Although the picture only existed for a short time, for Jiang Zhong and others, it will be an unforgettable picture for the rest of their lives.

Until now, they still find it hard to believe that what they saw was real.

With doubts in his heart, Jiang Zhong looked at Huang Miao, pointed in a direction not far away and asked:

"Director Huang, we seemed to have seen a strange scene in the command room just now.

Is what we see real?"

Huang Miao smiled meaningfully, looked at Jiang Zhong and said:
"What you think is true is true, and what you think is false is false.

We don't need to dwell on this matter.

Commander Jiang just needs to know that what we set out to do has been accomplished.

In the next period of time, there may be some inconveniences in your daily cruises and the surrounding fishermen's outings.

But don't worry, everything will work fine.

However, if you receive a call from the Jiumen Feng Shui Bureau one day, please be sure to follow the instructions on the phone.

Otherwise, the consequences you may face are not something you can bear.”

As Huang Miao spoke, he handed the black robe and dragon head mask to the fat man next to him, who quickly put them back into the black bag.

The other team members also took off their strange costumes.

It was then that they noticed that each other was sweating profusely.

"This witchcraft is really weird. Just now I felt like we were not standing on the deck, but in blood."

The fat man said as he packed up with lingering fear.

What he didn't expect was that the other team members seemed to feel the same way.

“During the ceremony just now, we followed Director Huang’s movements.

In a trance, I seemed to have returned to a very ancient era.

It was like there was a huge altar, and on the altar there were people wearing the same clothes as us, but they were not us at all.”

Wang Cheng recalled his feelings just now and said in a puzzled tone.

Zhang Lingyu also frowned at this time and nodded:
“I’m a little dazed too, but it seems different from you.

I seemed to be standing by the Yellow River, surrounded by very ancient buildings.

There was a man wearing the same clothes and mask as Director Huang, standing by the Yellow River and offering sacrifices to something.

The next scene appeared in the East Region. I thought it was an illusion, but I didn’t expect you to have it too.”

Listening to the conversation between the team members, Jiang Zhong and Zhao Keqing looked at each other in confusion, completely unaware of what they were talking about.

Instead, Huang Miao looked at the few people and slowly spoke:
“The Eastern Region Festival has always had a continuous form throughout the long river of time.

However, in this continuation, witchcraft no longer exists, but has become a traditional ritual performed every year by some coastal families.

But if we trace back the origins of the Dongyu Festival, this kind of witchcraft originated from the Yellow River Basin Civilization, one of the four ancient civilizations in the world.

The East Region Festival is just a branch of this witchcraft...

It is undeniable that this witchcraft was extremely cruel when it was first formed.

It is necessary to sacrifice young boys and girls and make deals with the so-called gods in exchange for what you want.

Later, with the efforts of powerful people in successive generations, this witchcraft was changed.

Almost all the sea and river sacrifices you see now originated from this kind of witchcraft.

As I have always told you, there is no good or bad art in itself.

It is always the person who casts the spell who decides what is good or bad.

Now that the natural feng shui situation has been formed, you can notify Wang Siqi and Lao Yangui as soon as possible.

As long as the Feng Shui in the Magic City is formed, the Feng Shui Bureau of the Natural Moat will be automatically activated..."

Everyone nodded when they heard this. Jiang Zhong, who had been standing aside without saying anything, was confused, but he did not forget his business at this moment:
"Director Huang, can we return now?

I wonder if you have time to go to the East Region Fleet. The deputy commander has been waiting for you..."

At this time, Jiang Zhong spoke to Huang Miao with great respect, and it was obvious that he regarded Huang Miao as a master.

He wanted Huang Miao to go to the East Region Fleet. Besides the fact that he had received the order from the deputy commander, he also had his own selfish motives.

Because he really didn't know how to report what happened on the ship when he returned.

The accompanying ships have returned, leaving only the main ship still stationary, and the details of the operation must be reported.

But Jiang Zhong knew very well that if he and Zhao Keqing were the only ones to explain the matter, they would probably be regarded as crazy and might even be subject to investigation.

Therefore, no one hoped more than Jiang Zhong that Huang Miao would go to the East Region Fleet in person.

As long as Huang Miao is willing to go, Jiang Zhong and Zhao Keqing will not be so passive.

During Huang Miao's moment of silence, Jiang Zhong and Zhao Keqing's hearts were in their throats, fearing that Huang Miao would refuse.

Fortunately, Huang Miao quickly realized the difficulties faced by Jiang Zhong and Zhao Keqing.

Therefore, after a brief silence, Huang Miao nodded, looked at them and said:

“Two regiment commanders, you have been cooperating with the Nine Gates Feng Shui Bureau’s operations, so we certainly can’t just walk away.

If the deputy commander has any questions, I will explain them to him..."

A hint of joy flashed in Jiang Zhong and Zhao Keqing's eyes, and then they nodded to Huang Miao gratefully.

Jiang Zhong gave the order to return without hesitation, and the ship began to sail towards the East Region Fleet.

At this time, the team members had packed up everything and only then did they notice Zhang Qilin, who had been sitting on the deck, looking pale and gasping for breath.

As far as the team members could remember, they had never seen Zhang Qilin so weak.

Therefore, everyone was a little worried and gathered around.

"Brother, are you okay?"

There were no outsiders here, so Zhang Lingyu and the fat man did not use the formal title of Deputy Director Huang.

But Wang Cheng had no previous contact with Zhang Qilin, so he still called him Deputy Director Huang.

In response to Zhang Lingyu's question, Zhang Qilin gently waved his hand, with an undisguised look of astonishment in his eyes:
"I'm fine, I just didn't expect this power to be so strong..." Zhang Qilin did not tell the people in front of him that just when Huang Miao fully activated all his power, he felt a strong sense of desire.

This sense of desire comes from this powerful force.

If Zhang Qilin had not tried hard to control his mind, he would probably have been quickly affected by this force, resulting in unexpected changes.

This uncontrollable feeling made Zhang Qilin feel a little uneasy.

He was not sure whether this power in his body was a good thing or a bad thing?

Just as several people were asking with concern, Huang Miao walked towards them calmly from a distance.

"You all should go and rest first. I want to talk to Deputy Director Huang..."

Hearing Huang Miao's words, the team members nodded tactfully, walked to a nearby distance, stood on the deck, and looked at the gloomy sea.

Huang Miao sat next to Zhang Qilin and said calmly:
"Brother, I know what you are thinking.

But in fact, your worries are unnecessary. I have known for a long time that the Qilin blood in your body contains unimaginable power.

What you are showing now is only one tenth of this power, and the rest of the power has been sleeping deep in your blood."

Hearing this, Zhang Qilin looked at Huang Miao in confusion, frowned and said:

"I don't understand, why is this happening?"

Huang Miao looked up at the sea not far away and said slowly:
“There are many strange people in this world, some are sorcerers like Wang Cheng who are proficient in magic and unpredictable;

Some are fighters like Fatty who are physically strong and capable of great movements;
Others, like Ma Xiaoling, can summon immortals and ghosts and are called monks.

And people like you are called bloodline warriors.

Bloodline warriors are rather special beings, completely different from those mentioned above.

The above-mentioned monks, warriors or sorcerers have many classifications, corresponding to the changes in different powers.

They often need to practice diligently to master such power, and the strength of the power is related to their own cultivation.

But bloodline warriors are different, their power is hidden in their bloodline. The stronger the bloodline, the stronger the power that can be developed.

And your power, Zhang Qilin, comes from the Qilin blood in your body.

Especially in this Dharma Ending Age, I am afraid that no one else except you possesses the bloodline of the sacred beast Qilin.

Even without your deliberate development, one tenth of the power is always available to you.

And what I actually stimulated just now was less than half of your real strength.

So do you understand now?

These powers have always been within you. I have simply stimulated them through external forces, and now they will continue to lie dormant.

So you don't need to worry about this force, just like you never have to worry about your hands hurting you.

The power of blood will protect the blood inheritor, and you, Zhang Qilin, are the only blood warrior in the Jiumen Fengshui Bureau. "

Hearing Huang Miao's words, Zhang Qilin frowned slightly.

This was the first time he truly understood the world of magic practitioners that Huang Miao talked about.

The practitioner is well versed in the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, and practices miraculous techniques that are in harmony with Heaven.

The cultivator travels through yin and yang, where it is difficult to distinguish between good and evil. He uses strange tricks and different methods to be in harmony with the earth.

A warrior cultivates his physical body externally, restrains his spirit internally, and cultivates the three fetuses as a main body to be in harmony with others.

Almost all people in this world who are able to master special powers cannot escape these three classifications.

This also made Zhang Qilin understand the source of his strength, which had always been a puzzle in his heart.

At this time, Zhang Qilin looked at Huang Miao seriously and said:

"Director Huang, is there any training suitable for me?"

Huang Miao smiled and patted Zhang Qilin on the shoulder. It seemed that after Zhang Qilin felt the powerful force in his body, the desire in his heart had become stronger and stronger.

"Of course, I have prepared it for you a long time ago and have been waiting for you to say this.

Since you are interested, I will personally supervise your training when you return.

With your strength, I believe it won’t be long before you can fully unleash the power of the Qilin bloodline.”

"it is good!"

Zhang Qilin's taciturn personality made it so that the more excited he was, the less he could say.

But at this moment, from his eyes, Huang Miao could feel Zhang Qilin's inner yearning.

The attraction of power is difficult to understand for those who have not experienced it.

While the two were talking, the ship was slowly approaching the Eastern Region Fleet.

With the naked eye, the sea is covered with bright red flags of the University of International Business and Economics.

This is a sea defense zone, and other ships and personnel cannot approach at all.

It looks like everything is calm here, but in fact the security is extremely tight.

If the main ship had not entered, it would probably not have been possible to get close and would have been quickly intercepted outside the sea area.

This spectacular scene quickly attracted the curious gazes of the team members on the deck.

Amid the bleak sound of the wind, the conspicuous flags covered the sea, as if they had dyed the whole world red...

At the same time, in the camp of the Eastern Fleet, rows of service personnel dressed in blue and white sea defense zone uniforms stood solemnly and in order.

Deputy Commander Li Jianbin had been waiting here for a long time.

When they decided to return, Jiang Zhong reported to Li Jianbin in advance that Huang Miao would come to the Eastern Fleet in person. In Li Jianbin's view, Huang Miao's status naturally required sufficient attention in terms of etiquette.

As the Tiger Shark slowly approached the shore, Jiang Zhong stepped forward and said to Huang Miao and others, "Director Huang, we still have some matters to deal with here, but we have prepared several service vehicles for you. Please go to the warning area with your team members."

Huang Miao simply nodded when he heard this, without saying much. After everyone boarded the service vehicle, it quickly drove towards the security area.

The team members looked out the window curiously. From the sea defense zone to the East Region Fleet, this area was designated as a management area. Soldiers from the sea defense zone were seen everywhere doing daily training, in neat and uniform formations.

Looking at the blue and white training uniforms, and the pure white sea defense uniforms that could be seen everywhere not far away, the fat man's eyes sparkled with envy: "It's better to be a sea defense, it's so impressive to wear these uniforms..."

Zhang Lingyu, who was sitting next to him, patted the fat man's belly and poured a basin of cold water on him: "Just take a look, you have no hope in this life. His clothes are so fitting, but if they were worn on you, there would be no place for your belly."

The fat man was not discouraged. Instead, he patted his round belly and said, "You don't understand. This is filled with blessings. I am the lucky general of our Jiumen Fengshui Bureau."

"That's true. After all, no one is fatter than you." Wang Cheng joked with a smile.

Feng Baobao had been silent since he got on the service vehicle. To be more precise, Feng Baobao had been thinking about something since Huang Miao arrived and talked to him. His eyes were always on Huang Miao, and no one knew what he was thinking at the moment.

Soon, the service vehicle drove into the East Region Fleet Station, and a team of coastal defense soldiers in white uniforms stood solemnly. At the front of the team stood a man with his hands behind his back, a serious face, and a strong aura.

Huang Miao judged that this person must be the commander of the Eastern Fleet just by his military rank. As expected, the service vehicle stopped in front of this team.

Huang Miao waved his hand, and the team members followed him out of the car. When he came in front of Li Jianbin, Huang Miao took the initiative to extend his hand: "I am Huang Miao, Director Huang of the Jiumen Fengshui Bureau."

Looking at the person in front of him, Li Jianbin's eyes flashed with surprise. His next words also revealed his thoughts at the moment: "I didn't expect there would be such a young Director Huang." (End of this chapter)