I'm not immortal

Chapter 41

"Yes."

Jiang Qi nodded, picked up the short knife in his hand, the blade was shining with azure blue, and was about to cut at the cable of the black box computer hanging down in the underground river.

"stop."

As soon as Captain Wang uttered two words, it was like being struck by lightning, and Zhu Yuanzhang glared at him, and immediately his body became stiff and he couldn't move at all.

As for Zhang Daoye, he was already trembling just now, on the verge of bursting his Dao heart, and his mind was full of one sentence.

"Who am I offending?"

Originally Zhang Daoye didn't believe Zhu Jiu's words of contempt for his ancestor, but after personally experiencing the pressure brought by Zhu Jiu's mere look, his thoughts changed.

It seems that this mysterious Zhu Jiu really has the qualifications to despise the patriarch!

This is unacceptable to Zhang Daoye.

Jiang Qi didn't care about Zhang Daoye's thoughts, but continued to wave the blade in his hand.

"bass!"

The azure blue blade crossed the space, cut across the air, and landed directly on the cable that was flowing with golden light.

Captain Wang closed his eyes in pain.

But the azure blue sword light will not take Captain Wang's thoughts into consideration, let alone stop because of it.

The azure blue sword light cut off the cable very smoothly.

Accompanied by the sound of continuous splashing into the water, the golden light on the cable disappeared and fell into the underground river.

Captain Wang widened his eyes and muttered to himself.Said: "It's over, this time 3000 million is gone"

3000 million is already an internal price for a cable that can perfectly receive information instructions from a superconducting computer and transmit the power of the qi-regulating talisman without barriers.

Captain Wang's heart is bleeding, it's all the bureau's money!

Captain Wang, who was so distressed that he couldn't be more distressed, didn't notice that the figure of the Nuo Mian Man froze after he finished speaking.

Jiang Qi's eyes under the mask widened.

I scrapped 3000 million at one blow? ? ?

Jiang Qi silently calculated that his lucky money for so many years was probably this amount.

One knife and it's gone? ?

Jiang Qi was a little confused, but quickly adjusted.

After all, what did the Nuomian people do have anything to do with me, Jiang Qi?

Even if it has something to do with me, Jiang Qubing's knife and zhenqi belong to Jiang Qubing, so you should look for him, right?
After calculating through the formula, Jiang Qi came to the conclusion that he did not make a mistake, and then began to concentrate on preparing for the next step.

In fact, Jiang Qi didn't know what to do next.
Strictly speaking, Jiang Qi's head is still full of fog, and he doesn't know how to repair the dragon's veins.

Yao Guangxiao didn't give him any operation method.

Jiang Qi could only see that Yao Guangxiao's plan had something to do with Zhu Yuanzhang's current thoughts.

What's more, he doesn't know anything. ,

Therefore, Jiang Qi looked in Zhu Yuanzhang's direction.

"Boy, remember, the last dragon vein was repaired by you, not Yao Guangxiao, not Lao Tzu, but you, alone, independent, understand?"

Zhu Yuanzhang's words sounded a bit inexplicable to Jiang Qi, but he quickly realized that it might have something to do with luck.

One of the reasons why Yao Guangxiao did not restore the last dragon vein was because he was a Buddhist. Once all the dragon veins were repaired, the merits of completing the dragon veins of Kyushu would fall on the head of Buddhism.

This is what Yao Guangxiao does not want to see, and it is also the reason why Zhu Dizai can accept regret.

But now, Zhu Yuanzhang emphasized this point to Jiang Qi again. All Jiang Qi could think of was related to luck.

Obviously, what Zhu Yuanzhang meant was that this luck would fall on Jiang Qi.

Or after Jiang Qi was mentioned, neither Yao Guangxiao nor Zhu Yuanzhang could take over this luck.

Yao Guangxiao's reason has already been mentioned just now.

The cause and effect of Zhu Yuanzhang's inability to undertake this luck is because it is unnecessary.

To put it bluntly, Lao Zhu doesn't care about these things.

Even if he takes over, this luck will not fall on the descendants of the Zhu family in the end.

Because Zhu Yuanzhang is not a resurrection, but an idea carried by the dragon's veins and dragon energy.

Therefore, luck will only die with the death of Zhu Yuanzhang's idea.

That being the case, it's better to leave it to Jiang Qi.

As Zhu Yuanzhang just emphasized, Jiang Qi is only alone and independent, and he is also saying that Jiang Qi cannot bring this luck to any party.

For checks and balances.Zhu Yuanzhang should not be too clear.

This era is very good now, and Zhu Yuanzhang does not want to directly or indirectly affect it.

Just let it develop naturally.

"Understand."

Jiang Qi bowed slightly and nodded.

"Ah."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and walked towards the underground river, his figure was gradually disappearing.

Become transparent, thin.

Then, the underground river began to riot.

The surging river water is like the tidal wave of the Qiantang River, as if a dragon was sleeping in the river, but at this moment, the dragon woke up and began to stretch its body.

No, it doesn't seem that, strictly speaking, there is indeed a dragon under this underground river.

Zhu Yuanzhang stood on the dark river, and the turbulent river had no effect on him.

His figure no longer continued to fade away, but instead began to reveal bursts of golden light.

The light is not very dazzling, but it makes people feel comfortable and uplifted when they look at it.

The light is like sand, silk, and water, flowing slowly in Zhu Yuanzhang's translucent body.

With endless vitality, it seems to be the source of everything.

"what!"

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled suddenly, and turned to look at Jiang Qi.

"Boy, this era is good, keep him."

This is Zhu Yuanzhang's last words in this era 600 years later.

Afterwards, his not so stalwart, even somewhat thin figure slowly disappeared.

All that was left were streaks of golden dragon aura hovering above the underground river.

Jiang Qi was silent for a long time, stepped forward a few steps, bowed slowly, and cupped his hands.

"Boy, send it off to His Majesty."

As soon as the words fell, the eighteen sons in Jiang Qi's hand radiated black and golden light!

In an instant, countless shadows entered Jiang Qi's mind.

Jiang Qi is no stranger to this scene, he knows that this is Yao Guangxiao's inheritance.

He closed his eyes, and began to understand the shadows,
Each one is an old monk who is as sick as a tiger.

But to Jiang Qi's surprise, there is nothing about Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism in these shadows or inheritance.

The largest proportion is Feng Shui!

Jiang Qi saw Yao Guangxiao strolling among different mountains and rivers. There was no compass or anything like that on the palm of his hand, but he was just counting with his fingers, and black and golden rays of light flowed around his fingertips.

As the rays of light flow, Feng Shui moves accordingly.

Blessed to the soul, Jiang Qiming realized this Feng Shui technique created by Yao Guangxiao himself.

Refers to Xuan.

Thousands of geomantic omens, endless mysteries, all at the fingertips!

As the saying goes: Dreaming of Xihua to the ninth day, the immortal taught me the Xuanpian.

But for Yao Guangxiao, he compares himself to an immortal!
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