I really want to be a cook

With the control of the Martial Arts Department over the years, the rivers and lakes have already become the imperial court's warehouse of elite troops.

Those martial arts masters can go into battle with a little training.

After going through a few more battles without dying, they will grow into veterans of hundreds of battles, and their combat effectiveness is far beyond that of ordinary soldiers.

Thousands of years of martial arts accumulated in Zhao Guo's rivers and lakes, under the suppression of the Martial Arts Division, quickly transformed into Zhao Guo's war potential.

As a result, due to the unnamed martial artist's disturbance, the order in many places in the world is in chaos, and vendettas and murders are everywhere, and it has spread to ordinary people.

Not only disrupted the imperial court's recruitment plan, but also dealt a major blow to the front line.

After all, the front-line soldiers risked their lives to serve the country in the front, but in the end, their hometown was stolen, and no one could stand it.

So Emperor Zhao earnestly begged Linglong to resolve this matter as soon as possible,

After much deliberation, Linglong could only pin her idea on Jiang Ping.

In terms of contacts and network, she can't catch up with Jiang Ping even if she flatters her.

As long as Jiang Ping is willing to help, it will be much easier than her to find the unknown warrior, and even find out the real details of the unknown warrior. At that time, whether it is to capture, kill, or expel will become easier.

After hearing Linglong's description, Jiang Ping shook his head and said:

"Don't bother, find him and kill him."

Linglong was overjoyed immediately and said, "Master Jiang is willing to make a move."

Jiang Ping shook his head again: "I said I'm living in seclusion, do you understand the way of living in seclusion, but I can introduce you to a master.

If you ask him for help, if he cooperates with you, it will probably be almost the same. "

When mentioning masters, Jiang Ping thought of a guy whose fate was changed by him.

The monk Hua who once fought against the mythical general of Qin State for three days and three nights did not quit killing monks.

Counting the time, this time is almost the peak period of the flower monk.

It's just that this time Zhao Guo and Qin Guo took the lead in making peace, and it was Wei Guo who was unlucky.

Therefore, the experience of being invaded by Qin State into the border in the previous life was gone, and the counties on the border did not suffer too much war trampling.

If you don't quit killing monks, you won't stop Qin's god-killing general because of pity for the people, trying to stop the Qin army's attack and delay the retreat for the people.

At the beginning, when he met this guy in Shangjing, he dragged him into the group with a few words and a half-forced way.

It's just that after he left the Martial Arts Department, the Martial Arts Department probably didn't know that there was such a white-collar salary master hidden among them.

Linglong asked, "Who?"

Jiang Ping smiled and said: "His name is Bujie, a flower monk, and he should be a flower monk in a Hanshan Temple right now.

Do you still remember the blind old gentleman who was dismissed by you, that is his grandson-in-law.

If you find him, say I introduced him.

He owed me a favor back then, and this guy is full of justice, if you tell him some great truths, he will agree.

But just this time, you must not use this to coerce him to work for Martial Arts Division, otherwise you will bear the consequences. "

Linglong nodded thoughtfully: "I know."

"But how do we find that unknown warrior?"

Jiang Ping said: "We have to ask our Majesty."

"This is a big secret, let me tell you, don't tell anyone."

"No one who knows about Tianluo, Zhao Guo's first intelligence agency, is controlled by His Majesty behind the scenes.

If you put more pressure on him, His Majesty will naturally find him for you.

If even Tianluo can't do it, then you can only design it yourself and wait for the rabbit. "

The way Linglong looked at Jiang Ping changed immediately.

She didn't know such secrets in the Martial Arts Department for so many years, but Jiang Ping said it casually, and she was still far behind.

"Okay, okay, now that your matter of asking me for help has been resolved, if you want to stay and have a hot pot meal, then I welcome you.

If you don't want to, don't disturb my seclusion.

In addition, if I come here without warning next time, I will be angry. "

Jiang Ping picked up a tender red sausage with his smile still on.

But Linglong felt a heavy pressure drop suddenly, causing her back to bend unconsciously.

Her eyes were shocked for a moment.

This strength? !

"I remember."

Linglong stood up with difficulty, her eyes were already very complicated.

Could this be the reason why Jiang Ping suddenly left Shangjing? His seclusion these years was all for a breakthrough?

Has he really broken through to that level?

Linglong wanted to ask, but seeing the look in Jiang Ping's eyes, she buried her doubts and left in a daze.

It has been a long time since she felt the taste of strength improvement.

Is it the mundane affairs of these years that have delayed her?

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

Linglong finds Jiang Ping's No.30 for two days.

An unnamed forest.

A cracking sound rang out.

Two figures fell from mid-air, one in front and one behind, with their eyes facing each other.

"Why does Wu Zun Linglong pursue so hard? You can't kill me, and you can't catch me either."

The one who spoke was the figure who had just run away, a man wearing a bronze mask, dressed in white, with a chic posture.

Linglong sneered and said, "Do you think I will let you run away this time?"

The masked man seemed to have sensed something, and when he turned his head, he saw a handsome monk in a white monk's robe stepping out from under a big tree with two people in his arms, blocking his way back.

"Amitabha, the monk does not precept, but he has seen the almsgiver."

"Monk?"

The masked man hummed: "I hate monks!"

"But just relying on you, do you want to stop me?"

"Try it, and then you'll know!"

Linglong didn't talk nonsense, she took the person down first.

The opposite party is not a fool, it is impossible to let her just say a few words and recruit everything.

She bowed and punched, a standard horse-step punch.

But this punch seemed to have the power of mountains and rivers, causing a strong wind to blow up in the forest. The trees as thick as thighs were bent down, and the fallen leaves and branches on the ground were even rolled up in the sky.

She made a tornado!

The man's expression under the mask was straightened, his hands were rounded, and a blue and yellow hollow appeared in front of his chest.

When the fist strikes, it is like a breeze blowing on the face, and all the power is dispelled by the void.

Linglong had already had a fight with the masked man, and she knew that this punch was just an appetizer, she didn't want to hurt the enemy, she just wanted to keep him.

On the other side, Monk Bujie recited a Buddha's name, and his body was covered with golden light. It is the most famous golden body of Arhat in Buddhism.

After all, he learned from the Arhat boy kung fu, and this golden body kung fu has already entered the realm of perfection in his hands.

Even Jiang Ping's kung fu method also has the shadow of the Buddhist golden body, and he has achieved perfection with the help of systematic experience, but it is not as good as Bujie's pure and refined boy's golden body.

If he didn't make a move, it would be fine, and if he made a move, it would be earth-shattering.

A huge golden Buddha palm print descended from the sky, sealing off all directions, plus the golden lump of Bujie, it seemed even more powerful.

boom!

The battle went straight to a fever pitch.

A big tree that needed several people's arms fell down with a bang, the earth rolled up, and the sky and the ground were full of lights of various colors.

The battlefield of the three of them moved all the way, plowing twenty miles of land in a short time.

This is more powerful than any cow if it is placed in a crop field.

Until the moon rises and sets, and then the moon sets and the sun rises.

The light and darkness in the sky reincarnated three times.

The battlefield has also shifted from the original unknown forest to the current river.

This river is called Canglan, one of the nine rivers in Zhao State, and the river is fifty miles wide.

The masked man was in a state of embarrassment at the moment, panting heavily, and the bronze mask on his face was also cracked, as if it would shatter at any moment.

Linglong's eyes were serious, and she didn't give the masked man a chance to escape.

The monk's robe on Bu Jie's body has long been turned into strips of cloth, but his exposed skin is still white and smooth as jade, just like the Jade Buddha, crystal clear and impeccable.

Even three days and three nights of fighting could not push him to his limit.

As long as the golden body is not broken, there is no need to worry about getting hurt.

Not quitting is still a modest smile, facing the masked man with clasped hands and chanting the Buddha's name lightly, with an appearance of not being surprised by favor or humiliation.

"It really is a smelly and hard monk!"

The masked man took off his bronze mask, revealing a refined and handsome face.

Ding Dong!

The bronze mask was thrown into the river by the man.

"It seems that I will not be able to leave today."

The man chuckled, looked at Linglong and said:

"Thinking that I, Jiuyou, roamed the rivers and lakes all my life, unrestrained and reckless, but in the end I was forced into such a situation by you and other juniors.

Really unwilling! "

"Nine Nether Demon Venerable, it turned out to be you."

Linglong frowned, and immediately connected with the information in her mind after hearing the man's self-reported family name.

There are almost countless top masters in the world, and it is impossible for one to appear out of thin air.

Linglong also guessed many identities of the masked man before, but she never thought that the Demon Sect would take the initiative to get involved.

"If you don't stay at the Demon Sect well, why did you come to Zhao Guo to stir up wind and rain?"

A flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in her mind:

"You have defected to Qin?!"

Jiuyou Mozun nodded and said: "As expected of the Linglong Wuzun who almost unified Zhao Guowulin, he could guess my origin when he saw me."

Linglong sneered and said, "There's nothing to guess, the only people who dare to offend Martial Arts Secretary are Qin and Wei behind them.

Now that Wei State has formed an alliance with Zhao State, then only Qin State is left.

But I didn't expect that someone so proud of you would be driven by others? "

Jiuyou Mozun is a man who is determined to open the ninth vein of the Demon Sect.

If this kind of person is willing to succumb to others, he will definitely be ten times better than he is now.

Jiuyou Mozun smiled and said: "People will change, not to mention you are also serving Emperor Zhao?"

Linglong shook her head and said: "I am just a cooperative relationship with Zhao Huang, he provides me with a platform, and I eliminate some unnecessary threats for him.

What price did Emperor Qin give you to make you willing to take such a big risk? "