Medical Sovereign

"travel?"

Zhu Wuxia said with a confused face: "Didn't Master Yun go to join the martial artist?"

"Warrior Conference?"

Ding Ning opened his mouth wide in shock, "Why did she go to the Warriors Conference?"

"You don't know? The Martial Artists Conference is held every three years, and it is related to the division of interests of various underground forces in Jiangnan Road. In the past, when the Qin family was still there, the Qin family sent representatives to participate, but this year the Qin family is gone, and Ninghai underground The faction has no leader, and the Seventh Palace wants to replace it, so it wants to represent the whole of Ninghai to participate in the Warriors Conference. Of course, other local forces are unwilling, so they found Lord Yun and asked us Qingyun Security to represent the whole of Ninghai to participate in the competition."

Zhu Wuxia articulately introduced: "Master Yun didn't want to meddle in this business, but he couldn't just sit and watch as the Seventh Prince's House, an outside force, represented us in Ninghai, so he negotiated with the Seventh Prince's House, and a fight broke out if there was any disagreement. .”

"A fight?"

Ding Ning frowned. After the establishment of Qingyun Security, it has never done anything harmful to the world. It has a high prestige among the people, and even the government supports it. Strictly speaking, it is no longer an underground force.

Now Qingyun Security has clashed with the Seventh Prince's Mansion for the competition quota, and will be involved in the struggle of underground forces again. This is a situation he does not want to see.

"Well, the fight started. The strength of the Seventh Palace was unexpectedly strong. In the end, it was a tie with us. Master Yun had to decide to represent Ning Hai with them in the competition."

Zhu Wuxia said with some self-blame: "It's also my fault, I didn't find out the real strength of the Seventh Palace in advance."

"Wait, what did you say? A tie?"

Ding Ning's complexion instantly became weird. Don't look at Qingyun Security who seldom took care of things after it was established, but before going to Kunpeng World, Qingyun Security was the strongest armed force in his hands. How could he not be able to defeat a small The Seventh Palace?

"Yeah, it's a tie. There is an old man in the Seventh Prince's Mansion who is very powerful. Even Brother Xiahou didn't win."

Zhu Wuxia, as the assistant to the president of Qingyun Security, and the leader of the Wushu Intelligence Organization, naturally knew Xia Hou, the number one master of Qingyun Security in name.

Ding Ning was a little dazed. Although Xiahou's strength was nothing to him now, he was considered one of the best experts in Qingyun Security. He didn't expect that the Seventh Prince's Mansion would have an expert who could make him helpless.

It seems that the Seventh Prince's Mansion is also a hidden dragon and crouching tiger, hiding extremely deeply.

"Isn't this year's Martial Artist Competition postponed until the 18th of this month? Today is only the 12th. Why are you going to participate in the Martial Artist Contest now?"

Ding Ning immediately thought that this year, due to the number of places in the Tongtian Secret Realm, the martial artist conference has been postponed to the 18th, and the specification has been raised to an international level. What conference is Ling Yun going to attend now?

"Well, it seems that this year's martial arts conference is different from previous years. This time, not only Jiangnan Dao, but Jianghu Dao in other provinces will also hold a martial arts conference tomorrow. It seems that it was promoted by the 17th Bureau. They have to be selected from the Jianghu Dao of each province. Bring out some masters and give them great benefits and rewards."

Although Zhu Wuxia is the leader of the intelligence organization, she still doesn't have access to the intelligence of the Tongtian Secret Realm at her level, so she doesn't know much about the inside story.

However, Ding Ning immediately understood the fact that the number of people entering the Tongtian Secret Realm is limited, and there are also restrictions on the realm of cultivation. For the ancient martial arts world, the more people the better, it is not enough.

But it is more embarrassing for the national martial arts world. After all, there are very few people in the national martial arts world who can reach the master level. Even if there are only two or three hundred people in the national martial arts world for 1,000 places, it may not be enough.

In desperation, the National Scholars Office had no choice but to hold a martial artist conference in advance nationwide, which is equivalent to a sea election, in order to get enough places for the Grandmaster.

Of course, it is impossible for the Guoshifu to do such a thing in person, so it can only be handed over to the 17th Bureau under its command to promote this matter.

Ding Ning felt a little sad for the National Scholars' Office. With a population of more than one billion in China, even hundreds of grandmasters could not be found. This is a great tragedy.

"Okay, I see. By the way, is the Martial Artist Conference still held in Gusu?"

Although Ding Ning understood what was going on, he still felt uneasy.

He couldn't figure out why his sister and the others couldn't get in touch. Even if they went to cheer for Ling Yun, they wouldn't all be turned off, right? What's more, Gusu is so close to Ninghai, it is impossible to fly there, and it is even more unreasonable to turn off the mobile phone.

"Well, it's still in Gusu."

Zhu Wuxia replied affirmatively.

Ding Ning nodded, turned around and left. He was burning with anxiety and planned to rush to Gusu immediately to see what was going on.

"Young...young master!"

Zhu Wuxia suddenly shouted timidly from behind.

"What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

Ding Ning stopped and asked strangely when he came back to his senses.

Zhu Wuxia's face was flushed, and her eyes were a little dodgy: "Young master, can you give me the phone number of your friend named Ning Ding?"

"What? Do you have something to do with him?"

Ding Ning raised his eyebrows and asked with a half-smile.

"No...no, he helped me once, and I want to treat him to a meal to thank him."

Zhu Wuxia felt as if her mind had been seen through, and said in a flustered expression.

"Oh, I helped you too, why didn't I see you invite me to dinner? You still avoid me everywhere."

Ding Ning said with a narrow face.

"I... Young Master... I..."

Zhu Wuxia's face was so red that he could bleed, he lowered his head, Sisiaiai was speechless for a long time.

Ding Ning had something on his mind, and he was not in the mood to tease her anymore, he stretched out his finger to tease her delicate chin frivolously, pretending to be vicious and said: "Remember, you are my maidservant, you are not allowed to like other men, not even Ning Ding. "

Zhu Wuxia's face was pale, she bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes dimmed little by little, there were faint tears rolling in her eye sockets, and she answered yes like a mosquito snoring.

Seeing that she was crying sadly, Ding Ning immediately rubbed her head dumbfounded: "Okay, I'm just kidding you, he's not in Ninghai now, I'll help you make an appointment with him when he comes back."

"Um!"

Zhu Wuxia replied in a low mood, now she only felt that Ding Ning was moody, and she couldn't figure out which of his words was true and which was false, and felt that he was just fooling herself.

"Okay, you still can't believe what I say, it's really strange, isn't this young master more handsome than that Ning Ding?"

Ding Ning shook his head amusedly and muttered, then turned and walked away.

Zhu Wuxia murmured softly: "You are more handsome than him, but in my heart he is the most handsome one."

Ding Ning's spiritual sense heard it clearly, rubbed his temples with some headaches, and thought shamelessly, never thought that he could attract girls even though he was dressed so ugly, as expected, his charm is unstoppable.

Back in the Glory Garden, Ding Ning picked up his cell phone which was charging, and found out that Bureau 17 had called during this period, which made him feel very embarrassed.

Since he became the director of the 17th Bureau, he has never been there again, and has completely become a hands-off shopkeeper. The most exaggerated thing is that in Kunpeng World these days, the 17th Bureau has called him dozens of times. Arrived, but because they were worried that their sister would return.

Now that they called again, he had to call them back no matter what.

"Little uncle, your phone is too difficult to make, isn't it?"

As soon as the phone was connected, Zhang Heping's resentful voice came.

Ding Ning explained embarrassingly: "I'm sorry, I went to the deep mountains and old forests to collect medicine some time ago, and my mobile phone has no signal. I just got home today and found that my mobile phone is out of battery. I put it in the bedroom to charge it. I just saw your call. "

"Oh, I see."

Zhang Heping knew that Ding Ning was a Chinese medicine doctor, and it was reasonable for him to go to the mountains to collect herbs, so he had no doubts.

"Boss Zhang, what do you want me to do?"

Ding Ning knew that his words were full of loopholes, so he went straight to the point without giving him a chance to ponder over it carefully.

"Oh, it's such a little uncle, have you heard about the Martial Artist Conference to be held in Gusu tomorrow?"

Zhang Heping didn't beat around the bush and asked directly.

"Well, I heard a little bit, but I don't know exactly what happened."

Ding Ning said calmly.

"It's like this..."

Following Zhang Heping's narration, Ding Ning's previous guess was affirmed.

This time, the National Scholars' Office offered extremely high rewards in the Warriors Conference, in order to lure those master-level powerhouses who don't like to show their faces to become famous, so as to compete for the places to enter the Tongtian Secret Realm.

Originally, Gu Wu and Guo Wu had reached an agreement to divide the quotas, but because of the strong protests from foreign fighters, they had to redistribute the quotas by means of martial arts competitions.

In fact, the Guoshifu is very aware of the dangers in the Tongtian Secret Realm, and was not too concerned about entering the quota before, and even wished that there would be no quota.

However, Guowu represents the face of the Guoshifu. If too few places are obtained, the Guoshifu will not have the slightest face in the international martial arts circle.

Therefore, the National Scholars Office had no choice but to hold martial arts conferences in various regions ahead of time, select master-level powerhouses to participate in the International Warrior Conference on the 18th, and strive to win some places that would not embarrass the National Scholars Office.

Ding Ning also knew that the ancient martial arts world seldom showed their faces, and generally practiced in their own sects. In the international martial arts world, the Guoshifu represented the face of the Chinese martial arts world.

It would be fine if the foreign warriors did not participate, but since they participated, the matter has risen to a level that concerns the face of the Divine State. He will be ridiculed by the Western martial arts world.

No matter how much Ding Ning is the shopkeeper, he is the director of the Ninghai 17th Bureau after all. This time, the Jiangnan Dao Martial Arts Conference is still under the full responsibility of the Ninghai 17th Bureau. Zhang Heping must report to him and ask him whether he will attend tomorrow's martial arts conference .

If it was normal, Ding Ning would definitely not participate in this martial arts conference that he didn't like at all, but now that Ling Yun is representing half of Ninghai's underground forces, he must be going to cheer.

Although Zhang Heping was a little surprised, he was still very happy. Since he became the director of the 17th Bureau, this little uncle has never shown his face. , There was a lot of discussion behind the scenes.

If it weren't for Ding Ning's terrifying background, these guys might not be able to say something nasty.

Although it is a good thing for the director to delegate power, the other two deputy directors are not satisfied. Now they are united to control the power and squeeze him out everywhere, leaving him alone and making life difficult.

So now Zhang Heping is eager for Ding Ning to show his face in the bureau, and to support him, so that the two deputy directors can restrain themselves.

It was agreed to meet at Bureau 17 tomorrow, and after we drove to Gusu together, Ding Ning hung up the phone. Who knew that just after hanging up, Zhang Heping called again. Ding Ning thought that things had changed, but he was surprised when he connected. asked, "What's the matter?"

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