Becoming a God Starts From Planting a Bodhi Tree

Chapter 57 Bad eyes

Daozang?

Soon, Ji Jingqiu got the answer from Li Buyi.

Daozang is the inheritance of the martial arts school.

Decades ago, an inexplicable rumor quickly spread across the Federation. It was said that there was a Taoist treasure left by Marshal Ji on the East 3 Huang Star.

Although this rumor was quickly confirmed as a rumor, the senior officials of the Supreme True Buddha Sect seemed to have a different view and have made arrangements on Dongsan Huangxing in recent years.

Ji Jingqiu shook his head, feeling a bit outrageous.

Since it is Daozang left behind by Ji Shuai, how can anyone else get their turn? Do you think the Ji family is freeloaders?

He now wants to know how to obtain the exquisite mystical skills and supporting physical skills of the [Fire Mansion Buddha Hell Visualization Diagram] from the Supreme True Buddha Sect.

After becoming familiar with the spiritual network of the Supreme True Buddha Sect, Ji Jingqiu prepared to leave.

Today's goal has been achieved, and there is also an inside message. Unfortunately, there is no list of insiders.

The inner fire bloomed on the top of his head, and the bodhi tree sprouted branches and leaves, as if he was rooted in this Buddhist country and regarded this Buddhist country as nourishment.

During the waiting period.

Ji Jingqiu looked at the pure white Buddha who was sitting quietly with his eyes closed. He felt that his eyesight had been a bit bad recently, and he vaguely saw himself sitting there instead.

After returning to the pure land world.

Ji Jingqiu began to think about tomorrow's "secret" mission.

There is a mole in the Security Bureau, the information cannot be shared, and most importantly, he cannot explain the source of the information.

However, Master Yang said earlier that the Security Bureau and the Public Security Bureau were assisting him in this mission, which meant that he was the main one, and there was room for maneuver in this matter.

Just find an excuse and act early.

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The second day.

A fierce and sturdy figure appeared in front of the martial arts gym and picked up Ji Jingqiu and Yang Yao.

Surprisingly, it was their acquaintance, Zhang Xingshan's second brother, Zhang Xingyi.

"Security Bureau? They are busy wiping their own butts now."

Zhang Xingyi gloated at the mention of the Security Bureau.

"Let me tell you about the situation first."

Zhang Xingyi picked up the terminal and threw it to the two people behind him.

As a light curtain rose, there was a man with a fierce look on it. The muscles in his arms were bulging and his chest muscles were extremely thick, giving him a strong sense of strength.

Before Zhang Xingyi could speak, Yang Yao pointed at the man's finger on the light screen and said to Ji Jingqiu:

"Look, this man has thick finger joints, so he must be a good hand at close quarters grappling. If you are fighting this kind of person, you must be careful when getting close.

Also, have you seen the lines on his arms? This is not a tattoo, but an implant. This is a warrior who has given up on the future and instead pursued current combat power. "

Ji Jingqiu kept nodding, this kind of detail was pure experience.

Zhang Xingyi, who was driving in front, said: "That's right, this man's name is Cheng Yan. He is the leader of a new gang in the lower class. He created a lower body in the past few years and then transplanted the implant. His strength is very difficult. Last time, the security bureau accompanied him. One of the two true warriors was killed by him and the other was seriously injured."

Yang Yao's eyes were blazing: "This man's implant is not an ordinary thing. Whether he, a gang leader, has the financial resources is another matter. The trouble is the channels. There is probably a force behind him to support him. Ordinary wandering warriors may not be able to capture him in a short time." "

"Are you sure?" Zhang Xingyi said seriously, "This person is a big trouble in this rescue. We don't have any warriors to help us now."

Yang Yao said: "Where is your deputy minister?"

"Both we and the deputy director of the Security Bureau are prohibited from participating in this secret mission. The last **** mission failed, and the city hall suspects that it was the deputy director who leaked the secret."

Yang Yao was not surprised.

After the attack on the martial arts club last time, he and his master suspected that there were moles at the deputy level of various departments in Tai'an City.

"Then leave this person to me." Yang Yao stared at the light curtain and said slowly, "There should be no problem."

Zhang Xingyi grinned and said, "Your martial arts school has always been humble. If you say so, then there must be no problem." Yang Yao smiled.

"Except for Cheng Yan, there are no warriors that are too difficult to deal with."

"The main difficulty of this mission is that we have to ensure the safety of the girl, so we cannot use a large number of thermal weapons."

"It is safest for warriors to sneak in and rescue people. Once you find someone, send us a message and we will attack in full force to assist you."

Yang Yao raised his eyebrows and said, "You won't go in with me?"

Zhang Xingyi's rough face actually showed a bit of shyness, and he said: "I am the commander-in-chief this time, so I can't end it."

Yang Yao said in astonishment: "Good guy, are you the commander-in-chief of this operation? You are about to be promoted."

Zhang Xingyi suddenly became full of energy and said: "It was Secretary-General Zhang who suggested that I should be the commander-in-chief. I have to thank Jingqiu for this! His blessing is what happened last time!"

After flipping through the information and action plan, Ji Jingqiu suddenly said: "Second brother, why did you start taking action at eight o'clock in the evening?"

"What's wrong, do you think the time is inappropriate?"

Ji Jingqiu said seriously: "Let's go ahead. If there is a spy inside us, then this mission may have been leaked."

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Zhang Xingyi said in a deep voice: "We have been monitoring them, and we have not found any movement of them yet. But...since Jingqiu said to advance, then we will advance, you are my lucky general!"

Ji Jingqiu said: "We will take action at five o'clock!"

"good!"

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lower level.

In the dilapidated house, the wooden stairs creaked horribly.

"Boss, the woman fainted according to your wishes and will not wake up within two days."

Listening to the report of his subordinate, Cheng Yan nodded, without saying a word, wiping the thumb in his hand. The light of the oil lamp danced on his rough and tough profile. His eyes were deep and sharp in the intertwined darkness.

"Boss... should we change places?" The younger brother said a little uneasily, "I always feel like this place has been targeted."

Cheng Yan glanced at the time and said in a hoarse voice: "No one comes to pick up the express before six o'clock, so we will change places."

"I understand." The younger brother agreed, but still didn't leave.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Yan looked up at him and frowned slightly.

"Boss... If we offend the Public Security Department and the Security Bureau this time, do we still have a chance to survive?"

Chengyan didn't answer, tilted his head slightly, and fell into a long silence in the shadow of the light.

"...It should be gone." He said expressionlessly for a long time.

"Oh." The younger brother pursed his lips, "It's okay, boss. We all don't regret following you. We've worked together so far. This life has been worth it!"

The man turned and left with the gun in hand.

Chengyan's tense face twitched slightly.

He sat on the backside of the light, his eyes darker than the shadows.

Some things had a price tag from the beginning. Ever since he chose to accept that contract a few years ago, today's outcome has been doomed.

Compared with Amei being able to get away from this garbage dump and see the sky and the sun outside, his death is actually not a pity.

It's a pity for these brothers who followed him.

Of course, if we really talk about it, none of them died in vain.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, like a smile or a sneer, as he waited for his death.

(End of chapter)