Master, what path do you cultivate?.

Chapter 45

Ji Qinglin didn't expect that the crystal arm of the immortal body could still move.

Startled, he subconsciously withdrew his hand, but after a tug, he realized that although the crystal arm had grabbed him, it had no weight at all, and he was easily lifted up by him.

But Ji Qinglin could still clearly feel that there seemed to be a force on the crystal arm in his hand that was pulling the crystal hand bones.

Seeing that there was no danger, Ji Qinglin simply didn't use any more force, but felt the power of the crystal hand bone in his hand. Sure enough, under the traction of the hand bone, Ji Qinglin's right arm also swayed in front of him, feeling like Someone pulled me to do Tai Chi.

Without affecting the movement of his arms, Ji Qinglin's footsteps and left arm moved accordingly. With the movement of his body, the waves of data in the sea of ​​data that were always rushing toward him surrounded him from both sides at this moment, forming a center around him. A huge vortex.

What's even more amazing is that Ji Qinglin found that even though the surroundings were already surrounded by vortexes, the sea of ​​data within two meters of his feet was as calm as a mirror, and the data contained in it were also divided into categories. It is absorbed into the body.

The waves and vortexes outside hit the two-meter platform below, and they will also be absorbed.

call--

Ji Qinglin was thinking about the meaning of this change when the crystal arm in his hand suddenly burned and turned into fly ash in the blink of an eye.

This is the teaching of the immortal?

Ji Qinglin still didn't understand the significance of the Immortal Bone Gang changing the sea of ​​data into this shape, so he simply sat cross-legged on the two-meter-square platform again, thinking about continuing to absorb data with the previous method.

However, as soon as he sat down this time, the data flow from all around quickly poured into his body, and unlike the chaotic data received by his arms before, this time it poured from the whole body to the body, and all of them were classified pure data.

It feels like I used a small straw to drink cold water for nothing, but now I use a draft beer cup to sip cold Coke.

While Ji Qinglin absorbed the data freely, he also understood where the fairy bone's guidance lies: the way to obtain power.

By adjusting and optimizing the way to obtain data, you can absorb the surrounding forces most efficiently.

Looking at the two-meter-wide mirror-like calm data waters at his feet, Ji Qinglin guessed that this might be what practitioners call the small Zhoutian outside the body.

I heard people from the Chamber of Commerce say before that the most important thing is to be able to find a stable external channel for gaining power when crossing from the Foundation Establishment Realm to the Alchemy Realm. Qi has hundreds of years of patience, so in order to achieve this step, many qi refiners will choose to install a second energy supply directly in the body, and the most used one is the power backup heart.

In the past, I could only say that I obtained data from the Qihai cloud disk as a source of power, which was not stable and efficient, but now I seem to have really stepped into the threshold of the alchemy state.

Ji Qinglin absorbed the sea of ​​data hungrily while the iron was hot, and he filled the ten villains in the upper left corner to four in one go.

Feeling as if he had reached the limit of his body, Ji Qinglin didn't have the overlord to force his bow, and retreated from the sea of ​​​​qi and clouds early.

The fairy bone in the drawer is still there. It seems that the inspiration is not on the bone itself, but the communication in the interior scene after touching it. What I just learned should be the method of luck. If this is the case, I can get a whole set of cultivation by collecting all the remains of this fairy The way is not impossible.

"Master! It's time to eat!"

"coming."

Tsk, the next question is how to teach this little stupid apprentice this trick. She doesn't have Qihaiyunpan and interior scenes. The skill of the soul.

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In the South China District of Kuala Lumpur, in the Sihai Trading Group Building, one of the giants, the business elites in the conference room are discussing the business plan for the next quarter.

Upstairs to them, there is an elegant and antique tea room. Those who really have the right to decide the development of the group are sitting here at this time. All the time, he was looking at the main seat of the tea room, because that was the highest point of the company's power.

On the old pineapple armchair, a woman in a white custom-made suit was sitting upright. The coat was embroidered with a maple leaf pattern, her hands were put together on the bridge of her nose, only a pair of menacing red pupils were exposed, her red lips were slightly parted, and her voice was rather loud. For maturity:
"To be honest, I never planned to take this position. If my two elder brothers did not do such outrageous things to my father, I am afraid that I would still be living the life of a rich girl with idle clouds and wild cranes. But since the responsibility falls on my shoulders, the Nangong family Since their ancestors went to Nanyang, people have never had the habit of avoiding troubles.

I know that there are many family elders, seniors in the industry who have opinions on me, and even before I returned to the company to take over successfully, some people who colluded with my brother and other company forces and wanted to kill me on the way shareholder.

I said this not to settle accounts, but to tell everyone here that these things happened before I took over. It's not so easy to talk about something that has nothing to do with the company's business.

I know that I am still incomparable with my father in terms of professional ability, so at this stage of growth, I will not interfere with the normal operation of the group, let alone redefine the power of everyone, but major matters and decisions still need to be reported to me for approval I understand, and if you can't find me in an emergency, you can contact Uncle Mo directly.

The old man sitting obliquely behind smiled and nodded slightly towards everyone, but it did not reduce the oppressive feeling of the pair of eagle eyes.

After the woman finished speaking, she picked up the teacup in front of her with both hands and slowly gestured to the left and right, and everyone followed suit.

"I would like to offer a toast to all of you, Four Seas Trade, please."

Everyone gulped it down, some showed approval, some breathed a sigh of relief, and some looked suspicious.

As everyone left, only the woman in the seat and the old man behind were left in the tea room. The woman's delicate body suddenly softened, and she collapsed on the old huanghuali armchair. She turned her head and said lazily:
"Huh, Uncle Mo, it's too tiring to carry it, isn't dad always like this?"

Uncle Mo added a cup of tea to Nangong Qianfeng and explained:

"Although the master is old, he is very energetic."

"Isn't it? Then don't I have to work here until my father's age before I can retire? This is not the life I want!"

Uncle Mo comforted:
"Actually, it's not that exaggerated. Professional things are left to professional people. When there are no important matters, you can be a hands-off shopkeeper."

Nangong Qianfeng breathed a sigh of relief, then suddenly remembered something, and asked:
"Uncle Mo, can you find the guy you met last time in the old town of Xindong District?"

"The young man who saved you? Of course, the situation has stabilized now, and it's reasonable to repay you with gratitude."

Nangong Qianfeng clenched his fists and gritted his silver teeth lightly, as if he had seen the little thief who belittled him again, and said fiercely:
"Yes, thank you!"

　Ji Qinglin: Oh no! (The next chapter will start to make troubles. In order to satisfy the curiosity of the readers as soon as possible, today’s Chapter 212 will be sent out)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)