The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 64
Feng Xuecheng's heart became hot, he couldn't control Mo Huasong's life and death, he wanted to go back and sleep with the female star first.

He spent 100 million yuan, so if he doesn't sleep, he won't sleep for nothing.

After Feng Xuecheng drove in, just as the security guard was about to arrest Mo Huasong, a panting man in a suit ran over inside. "What are you doing?"

When the security guard saw the man in the suit coming, he immediately lowered his head with a flattering smile and said, "Manager, this kid said he is the owner of Xianhe No. [-], and he said he wants to go in?"

The man in the suit is the manager of their property management, the Lin family.

"What?" The manager felt like he was going to die.

Patriarch Lin personally called him at noon today and asked him to receive a distinguished young man surnamed Mo, and hand over all the property rights and other things of Xianhe No. [-] to him.

If he dared to offend that Mr. Mo, he would definitely make his life worse than death.

Because the manager didn't know what Mr. Mo looked like, he didn't dare to tell the security guard that there would be a young man surnamed Mo who would be the owner of Xianhe No. [-], so as not to make any mistakes.

Therefore, the manager has been waiting in the security room.

Unexpectedly, he waited until the afternoon, before Mo Huasong came over. It happened that his stomach was uncomfortable, so he ran to squat down.

The manager was afraid that something might happen if Mr. Mo couldn't find him during the few minutes he went to the toilet.

Coincidentally, something really happened.

"Sir, what's your last name?" The manager asked Mo Huasong in fear.

The security guard interrupted: "Manager, this kid said his surname is Mo, and he has been talking big. I really don't know if he is dead or alive."

"Live your mother." The manager felt that the sky was about to fall, and he really neglected Mr. Mo, and the owner would definitely kill him by then.

The manager rushed towards the security guard angrily, punched and kicked him, and quickly kicked the security guard to the ground. "How dare you offend Mr. Mo, I'll kill you."

"Ah, manager." The security guard was so frightened that he fell to the ground with his head in his arms, and the manager beat him severely.

After beating the security guard, the manager ran up to Mo Huasong in fear and cried, "Mr. Mo, I was wrong. Just now I had a stomachache and went to the bathroom. I didn't expect you to come here, and the security guard didn't know you were a fairy. The owner of River One."

"What?" The security guard was also terrified.

Not to mention the owner of Xianhe No. [-], any owner here can crush him to death at will.

Mo Huasong shrugged his shoulders and said, "The security guard has been beaten by you, so that's the end of the matter. Take me to Xianhe No. [-] to have a look. If it doesn't work, I won't live here."

"Ah." The manager was frightened again.If Mo Huasong didn't stay here, the Patriarch would think it was his fault, and he would be doomed as well.

The manager hurriedly drove Mo Huasong, the pick-up car of the community, to Xianhe No. [-], which has a special lane for Xianhe No. [-], and they came inside soon.

Mo Huasong nodded secretly. The greenery inside was very good. If he hadn't known that this was a villa area early in the morning, he would have thought it was a scenic spot.

The air here is good, and a little aura appears from time to time.

At the entrance of Xianhe No. [-], the manager stopped the car, took out the house key and told Mo Huasong how to use it.

"Mr. Mo, although no one lives here, servants come to clean it every day. The furniture and bed quilts inside are all new. You can live in here at any time."

Xianhe No. [-] is a three-story villa surrounded by a three-meter-high wall.If you don't open the door, people outside can't see the scene inside.

When you enter, there is a big yard, a big garden, a small rockery bridge, and flowing water.

A pretty big swimming pool, the clear water makes people want to jump in immediately.

Mo Huasong went up to the second floor and found that there was a river in front of it, which was very clear, with mildew rising from time to time, like a fairyland.

No wonder this place is called Xianhe Haoting, it's really good.

Mo Huasong was satisfied with this place, and probably couldn't find a better place to practice in Zhanhai City.

Xianhe No. [-] is the highest place in the villa area. Using metaphysical analysis, this is the place with the best Fengshui.

"Mo, Mr. Mo, do you feel satisfied here?" The manager's voice trembled.If Mr. Mo said he was dissatisfied and wanted to leave, he might just jump off here.

Mo Huasong nodded secretly and said, "Well, it's okay here, let's go."

"Yes, Mr. Mo." Manager Lin jumped up happily after hearing what Mo Huasong said. "There are two cars in the garage, both of which were given to Mr. Mo by our owner."

"En." Mo Huasong didn't value these extraneous things, what he wanted was to improve his own strength, and then go to the world of comprehension.

A lot of things happened to him in the cultivation world back then, and he also had many enemies. Now that he was reborn, he can no longer have any regrets.

The manager left happily, and Mo Huasong went directly to the roof, sat down, took out some medicinal materials, ate them, and began to practice.

In this practice, Mo Huasong directly cultivated the Heaven-Defying Yin-Yang Art to the fourth level.

And half of the herbs he bought from Xie Wuchou were consumed.

"Whoosh." The sword spirit ran out of Mo Huasong's body.

"Master, the aura here is not bad." The sword spirit playfully ran around on the roof.

Mo Huasong nodded slightly: "Well, I will set up a spirit gathering array later, and tomorrow I will be able to advance to the fifth level of Qi Refining."

There is still some aura here, and this is where rich people like to buy here.

If the air is good, people can prolong their lives if they live there often.

However, after Mo Huasong practiced here, the air would be fine, but the aura would be much less.

"Swish, swish." Mo Huasong took out some pig iron from the storage ring, and set up a gathering array in the villa.

Not long after, the aura in the villa was several times higher than before.

Even if ordinary people stand inside, they will feel relaxed and happy, and the whole person will feel elated.

"Continue to practice." Mo Huasong returned to the villa and sat cross-legged to practice.

The next day, Mo Huasong opened his eyes, and a ray of light shot out from the pupils, directly shooting through the air in front of him.

The current Mo Huasong is already at the fifth level of Qi Refining, which is equivalent to the entry (mid-term) strength of the martial arts world.

Of course, this is just his own strength, without adding Mo Huasong's other techniques and reliance.

"Ring ring ring." Mo Huasong's cell phone rang.

Mo Huasong took the phone over and looked at it. It was already noon. "Mu Fanxuan, what's the matter with you?"

"Mo Huasong, our cooperation project with your Songhua company may have to be temporarily suspended." Mu Fanxuan said.

"What? Mu Fanxuan, are you looking for death? Do you want to coerce me?" Mo Huasong was furious when he heard that.

"It's not that I'm threatening you, it's that something happened inside our Mu Group, and I might not be able to be the president anymore." Mu Fanxuan's voice was helpless, but also angry.

Mo Huasong asked strangely: "Why? You have always been the president, why can't you be?"

"It's all your fault, you bastard." Mu Fanxuan suddenly cursed angrily.

Thanks to the injured Qilin and Yanxue for their rewards.

(End of this chapter)