What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 514 The Eve (1)

At 07:30 in the evening, Xu Ji had just finished his dinner, and was about to review the mathematics of the first year of high school, study the theorem of sine and cosine, and then do dozens of exercises.

His cell phone rang suddenly.

It's a strange call!
Xu Ji frowned slightly, but still connected the phone.

"His Excellency Xu Ji?" On the other side of the phone was a male voice with an awkward pronunciation. Judging from the voice, he might be in his 30s and full of air.

"Huh?" Xu Ji frowned and asked, "You are?"

"I'm your friend!" The other party said, "You can call me Mr. G!"

"Mr. G?" Xu Ji didn't quite understand: "What's the matter?"

"Hmm!" Mr. G replied: "I heard that you may go to the Khmer border in the near future to hunt that Naga ghost tree?"

"I advise you not to go!"

"Because there will be many enemies ambushing you!"

"They have now mobilized a large number of people and assembled a lot of weapons and equipment!"

Xu Ji laughed: "I know!"

"Then you?"

"But I will still go!" Xu Ji smiled.

How can I not go?
To condense the golden elixir as soon as possible, you have to go, you have to get the fruit of the so-called ghost tree, and let the old god refine the body-refining elixir that can be taken.

Otherwise, his cultivation might come to an end!
With Lan Xing's aura concentration, he can live to be two hundred years old, which is not bad.

How can you be afraid if you want to live forever?
Besides...

Xu Ji has received the security guarantee from the Republic!
It is impossible for the enemy to use heavy firepower.

Without the participation of heavy firepower and modern war weapons, just relying on a few RPGs and heavy machine guns, want to hurt a foundation cultivator?
joke!

Even Xu Ji is not afraid of mere RPGs and machine guns.

What's more, it's the Taoist figure from the mythical world who made the move!

It is not an exaggeration to say that according to Xu Ji's own feelings, even if the old god only uses the foundation building method, apart from nuclear weapons, there are very few blue star weapons that can kill instantly.

Mere RPGs and machine guns, I am afraid that even the corners of the clothes of the old gods can't be touched!

The magical powers of Taoism in the mythical world, even if it is just the Taoism of foundation building, are incomprehensible and inexplicable to Lan Xing.

Using it from the hands of Taoist ancestors is even more of a blow to dimensionality reduction!

"Then I can only wish you good luck!" said the person on the other side of the phone after a moment of silence.

"Thank you!" Xu Ji nodded: "Mr. G, I remember you!"

Of course Xu Ji understood that the person who made the call must have no good intentions.

However, it doesn't matter.

When the strength is sufficient, all conspiracies and tricks are just scratching the surface.

As long as Xu Ji successfully condenses the golden elixir, he can master the supernatural power of flying clouds and fog under the guidance of the old god.

Although it is not as good as Monkey King, a somersault cloud is one hundred and eight thousand miles away.

But it must be faster than Blue Star's aircraft.

……

Eastern Europe, Budapest.

A man in an old castle put down his mobile phone, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Interesting!"

"This oriental 'immortal' seems to be full of confidence!"

He threw the mobile phone on the stone table of the old castle, and looked at the men wearing ancient masks and medieval robes surrounding the stone table.

"Then let us see what the 'immortal' can do!"

"See if it's as powerful as those oriental myths!"

"Increase the reward to 20 'sacred coins'!" He ordered.

The people sitting in front of the stone table looked at each other, and a man wearing an Ottoman Kurakot helmet stood up and asked his own question: "Mr. G, will this be a waste?"

"Waste?" Mr. G laughed: "If you can use 20 sacred coins in exchange for Citigroup and Dongfang, that would be a bargain!"

"Over the years, the Citi people have been in the direction of the European continent, making ups and downs, constantly infiltrating and suppressing us!"

Mr. G looked at the man wearing the Curacot helmet: "The Sultan of your country was almost overthrown by the rebels ordered by Citi a few years ago?"

The man nodded, his expression unhesitating.

Mr. G looked at the others again: "Citigroup has not only dictated to Ankara over the years..."

"There is no less infiltration into your country!"

"It's not uncommon for the prime minister's phone to be bugged, and it's not uncommon for cabinet ministers to be directly supported by Citigroup!"

"why?"

"Because the center of gravity of Citigroup is always on our side!"

"Under the banner of Rakshasa threat, Citi's B52 is patrolling our airspace with nuclear bombs!"

"By interplaying with Emperor Rakshasa, Citi's army and air force are stationed directly on our territory!"

"We want freedom!"

"Want the same freedom as the Citiners!"

"We want to control our own destiny, we want to decide our own destiny!"

"But for Citigroupers in one day, this is impossible!"

When Mr. G said this, he couldn't help but get excited!

Just like the industrial revolution in the old days, it gave birth to the bourgeoisie in each country, the bourgeoisie brought nationalism, and nationalism began to emphasize national interests.

The era of ghosts also gave birth to the martial arts class in each country.

Martial Daoists who have mastered power began to rise.

New interest groups will inevitably seek their own demands in terms of governance.

However, the geographical environment in continental Europe is extremely harsh.

The confinement left by the old era has made the emerging martial arts class unable to breathe!

Like the Internet technology of Europe, the martial arts masters of Europe have been strongly attacked and suppressed by Citigroup.

The evidence is that since the era of demons and ghosts, the global security consortia have risen.

Among the top [-], the continental European countries add up to less than ten.

Moreover, the general ranking is outside the fifty!
You must know that even in the republic that resolutely cracked down on demons and forced them to zero, there were two security groups that made it into the top ten.

Penguin Security ranks No.5 in the global private security valuation!
In the corporate culture and publicity that can be safer as long as you recharge.

In recent years, Penguin Security has been attacking cities and territories in Africa and South America!

Contrary to Continental?

The strongest is Anchorage, ranked fourth, with a valuation of only 500 billion euros.

why?
Because, once the martial arts masters in Europe appear publicly, they will face threats and temptations from Citigroup.

Who dares not to follow?

We will face pressure from all sides!
If they show a threat to the interests of the Citigroup security consortium, they may commit suicide or die of illness.

Ten years ago, Matic, the CEO of Anchorage, was directly arrested by Citigroupers when he went to Citigroup for a meeting, and he is still imprisoned in Citigroup's St. Elizabeth Mental Hospital.

It is said that Matic suffers from severe schizophrenia and needs to be hospitalized.

Since then, Anchorage's board has added three directors from Citigroup.

This is the background against which the organization Holy Rome was founded.

The Martial Daoist class, who grew up in the mainland of Europe, was unwilling to be a slave under the pressure and strong control of Citigroup, and these people who wanted to control their own destiny united.

For the sake of unity, they even absorbed the martial arts masters from Ankara.

Luluo is also Luo!

This is why Holy Rome is listed as a 'serious threat' by the CIA.

"But..." Mr. G looked at his friends: "As long as it is in the east, Citigroup will start to fall into confrontation..."

"Then, the power they originally used to control us will be greatly weakened!"

"If you fall into a quagmire, then..."

Mr. G looked at the representative from Ankara: "Your Excellency Pasha, think about it, when one day, the Dardanelles and the

There will be no more Citi warships in the Bosphorus..."

"At the anchorage of the Fifth Fleet, there are only a few symbolic warships left..."

The pasha from Ankara immediately became short of breath.

Mr. G looked at a knight wearing an iris badge again: "Duke of Burgundy, think about it, when there were only symbolic Citi garrisons in the Citi military bases in European countries..."

"Is there any resistance to the formation of the European coalition?"

The pupils of the Duke of Burgundy suddenly locked.

On board General de Gaulle!
This is the promised time of the Hair Country!
To reproduce the glory of Nahuang, our mission!
"Duke of Cologne..." Mr. G said to a knight in plate armor again: "Think about it, the First Division of Wiesbaden was transferred to East Asia, and the Fifth Army of Heidelberg left only one headquarters... ..."

"Can your country take this opportunity to increase the military expenditure to 5.00%?"

The knight swallowed.

The glory of the Third Reich swirls in his eyes.

"so!"

"Gentlemen……"

"20 sacred coins, is it worth it to exchange for the possibility of Citi's center of gravity moving eastward?"

Everyone knows it's worth it!Very worth it!
(End of this chapter)