Reincarnation: Begins with the life of a black-energy immortal boy

Chapter 116 Recruitment and News Delivery

"Go, arrange for someone to keep an eye on every corner of the Japanese consulate. If you find this person, notify me immediately." Zhou Ming used his magic power to outline the appearance of Terakawa Norito and gave the order.

"Yes, boss!" the bearded man nodded in response.

During this time they have gathered a lot of people and now have a lot more manpower.

The next day, Zhou Ming was learning the method of making Terracotta Warriors and Horses that he had learned from the First Emperor when there was a knock on the door.

"Boss, someone comes to visit, saying he is your acquaintance." The bearded man's voice sounded. Since the occupation of this port, there has been an endless stream of visitors.

Zhou Ming didn't see anyone, but just completely opened up the port so that anyone could pass through.

"An acquaintance?" Zhou Ming looked up at the door, thought for a moment and said, "Bring him in so I can see who it is?"

"Yes."

The footsteps faded away, and after a while two more footsteps came over.

The door was opened, and it turned out to be an acquaintance.

"Hai Zheng?" Zhou Ming was a little surprised. This was the vice president of the Chinese Martial Arts Association. He had obtained many great bodies from him.

"Brother Zhou, I didn't expect that you still remember me after ten years." Hai Zheng led someone in.

"How could I forget a fourth-level expert even if I only saw him once?" Zhou Ming said softly as he sat there without moving.

"Please sit down!"

Pointing to the sofa next to him, Hai Zheng sat down with a slightly fat man behind him.

"Tell me! What do you want to talk to me about?" Zhou Ming said straight to the point.

"Brother Zhou is a straightforward person, so let's just speak frankly." Hai Zheng nodded, and finally looked at the fat man next to him.

"My surname is Zheng, and I am currently the director of the Shanghai District of the Fuxing Society's Secret Service. I am here to present..."

"Tap, tap, tap!" Zhou Ming tapped the table with his fingers, interrupting the other person.

"I am not interested in the commendation from Guangtou Jiang, nor in anything about joining you, let alone representing all of China."

District Chief Zheng's expression changed slightly at what Zhou Ming said. If the other party was not a fourth-level expert, he would definitely suffer for saying this.

"Bang, bang, bang!" There were continuous gunshots and a little chaos outside.

The three people present frowned. Zhou Ming walked to the window and looked down.

In the distance at the dock, there was a young man dressed like a young tycoon, standing next to a car, followed by several teams of soldiers.

It was this man who fired the gun. The next moment, several men in black rushed forward and knocked down these people at an extremely fast speed. Those who dared to fire the gun were killed one after another.

"It's him! Mr. Zhou, that man is a distant relative of Dean Wang, tell your men to stop immediately." District Chief Zheng was shocked and said quickly.

If he wasn't here, the man would have died, but the bad thing was that he was here, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and speak out to stop it.

"That coward." Zhou Ming sneered, opened the window and pointed in that direction.

"Bang!" The man's head exploded.

"Please tell that coward named Wang not to let me see him, otherwise he will be dead." Zhou Ming said with a sneer.

It was this year that this man surrendered North China to the Japanese, and not long after, he was assassinated and nearly died.

District Chief Zheng looked at Zhou Ming with cold sweat on his face. He was so cruel that he could be described as lawless.

After talking for a few words, District Chief Zheng left. Hai Zheng, on the other hand, stayed there and was asked by Zhou Ming, who wanted to ask him some questions.

"President Hai, why haven't I seen many Taoist masters in all these years?" Zhou Ming asked. "Don't mention you. I haven't seen a Taoist master who has cultivated the inner elixir of the primordial spirit in many years." Hai Zheng also shook his head and said.

"Oh, why is that?"

"This story has to start from the Han Dynasty." Hai Zheng said after thinking for a while.

"Taoism existed before the Han Dynasty, but at that time it was closer to an explanation of the principles of heaven and earth rather than a systematic practice system. It's okay for people with outstanding talents, but there may not be 100 such people in 100 years. How many of them will practice Taoism?" Hai Zheng shook his head slightly.

“During the Han Dynasty, especially the Eastern Han Dynasty, a systematic Taoism began to emerge, especially the Taiping Sect, which was the most prosperous. There appeared several fourth-level masters, two peak human masters, and one person who was close to being an immortal.

Unfortunately, the uprising was almost destroyed.

After the Taiping Sect incident, the people sitting in that position became wary of those who practiced Taoism. Coupled with the war, they suffered a great blow. After the recovery in the Tang Dynasty, it was not until the Song Dynasty that it flourished again. The blood-qi martial arts was also created at that time.

But then came the Yuan Dynasty, which frantically suppressed Taoism and a large number of scriptures and secret books were burned.

By the Ming Dynasty, although Taoism was not suppressed as before, this organization that once threatened the imperial power was still secretly suppressed, leaving it with little room for survival.

Finally, there was the Qing Dynasty, which naturally suppressed local supernatural beings, supported Buddhism and its own shamanism system, which were also foreign, and jointly suppressed Taoism.

After three dynasties of suppression, Taoism is no longer as popular as before.”

Zhou Ming nodded slightly. It was similar to the general outline in reality, except that Taoism in this world was even worse.

After getting a general understanding, he declined the other party's solicitation and left.

A few days later, the Japanese Consulate.

"So you think there are immortals there." Aoki Kazuo opened a treasure box, and the silk thread formed by spiritual power bound a white jade spider.

Terakawa Norito knelt on the ground and crouched deeply. When he heard the question, he said quickly, "That abnormal range is very similar to the paradise in Chinese legends. Even if there are no immortals, it is still a treasure land.

Moreover, there are such powerful poisonous insects in the periphery that even a powerful jonin like Fujiki Takashi died silently. The local legend is very likely to be true. "

"Get up!" Aoki Kazuo said, looking at the white jade spider.

"Hi!" Norito Terakawa stood up and showed his face, half of which was covered with white spots.

"Even with the suppression of three white feathers, you can still be turned into this ghostly state. This poison is really vicious." Aoki Kazuo said to Terakawa Norito.

With a slight wave of his hand, a bright yellow flame suddenly burned.

"Ah!" Norito Terakawa screamed, white-gray gas was burned out, and then the flame went out.

Terakawa Norito panted, lay on the ground, and slowly stood up.

"Thank you for saving me, sir."

"Let me remind you to keep your mouth shut and stay in the consulate for the next few months. Don't run around." Aoki Kazuo said calmly.

"Hey!" Norito Terakawa slowly retreated.

"Yunnan Insect Valley! Zhalong Mountain!" A hint of excitement flashed in Aoki Kazuo's eyes. The spider as big as a house described by the other party could be subdued and become a great demon-level Shikigami.

"That should be the ancestor of this little spider. This little thing is so poisonous. The poison of that spider ancestor is so poisonous that I'm afraid the big demon king will also die!"

When Aoki Kazuo thought of this, he gritted his teeth and uttered a few words with a vicious look.

"Zhou-Ming! When I conquer this spider, I will return the humiliation I have suffered a hundredfold."

Thinking of what his clone had told him, Aoki and Xiong were so angry that they could not calm down.

　I originally wanted to write only about martial arts, but there must be masters of martial arts, so I just found a reason. There are not many masters who have been suppressed. Some of them have hidden themselves away to practice, and some of them are protecting some people, so I can't meet them.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)