I have Wanjie Red Packet Group

Chapter 119

Chen Hu said frankly, after experiencing so much, he is not afraid of any risks.

"That's right, we are still young, it's right to have the courage to try."

Zhang Feng is deeply convinced that there are people who are still starting a business at the age of 60 or [-], but they are only in their early twenties, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Then teach me quickly, I worship you as my teacher, it's justified."

"That's not the case, but you can be my junior brother, just as a fellow disciple."

"It's up to you, as long as you have the opportunity to practice martial arts."

"No, I'm cultivating immortals."

"Cultivating immortals? Is there such a fraud?"

"Of course, so you have to keep it secret. About me, you must not reveal it to others, otherwise others will be jealous."

"It makes sense, I'm sure I won't talk nonsense."

Chen Hu patted his chest and vowed.

"I'll teach you some basic things first. Whether you can cultivate immortality or not depends on the situation, so you have to be mentally prepared."

Zhang Feng suddenly thought that cultivating immortals also depends on aptitude, maybe Chen Hu is not suitable, so he can only fall back and just practice martial arts.

"That's right. In the novel, all the immortals need to have spiritual roots and fairy seedlings. I may really not have the qualifications."

Chen Hu's face turned bitter, what should he do if he really has no qualifications.

"Don't worry too much about it. My cultivation of immortality is also divided into two stages. The initial requirements are not high. In fact, it's just practicing martial arts. It's just that it will be difficult to break through."

Zhang Feng shook his head. The situation he said was mainly because he was afraid that the other party would not even be able to absorb the spiritual energy, so it would be more troublesome.

"Shouldn't I fail to meet even this modest requirement?"

Chen Hu breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that probably not.

Zhang Feng glanced at the sun in the sky: "What should I do next, go back directly?"

"It's only August [-]st today, what's the rush, there's still a month before school starts."

Chen Hu was with an acquaintance at this time, so he was not in a hurry to go back.

"Didn't you really want to go home just now?" Zhang Feng said angrily.

"Make a video call to my parents, and the effect is similar."

Chen Hu shook his head and said sincerely: "I'm not lying to you either. In fact, I have no face to go home. I'm too poor and almost killed them. I want to learn some skills from you and earn some money."

Men's self-esteem is sometimes very strong, and they are ashamed to go home just because they think they are poor.

In fact, many people are like this. They can't earn money outside, and they are really embarrassed to go home.

"Okay, just stay here for a few more days, take you to earn some money, then go north and travel all the way back."

Zhang Feng nodded in understanding, being poor is really scary.

Because he was poor, he didn't dare to pursue girls at all, for fear of delaying them, so even though Chen Hu had two girlfriends, not including those in high school, he didn't pursue any of them.

In fact, he understood that because he was poor, he seemed too inferior, and he was not as thick-skinned as Chen Hu, so this was destined to be the result.

As for Chen Hu, because he was poor and had caused too many troubles, he was ashamed to face his parents.

The root cause is poverty.

Thinking of this, he felt a sense of sympathy, patted his shoulder and said, "Don't you want to make money by betting on stones? I'll take you to see it tomorrow."

Chen Hu froze for a moment, looked Zhang Feng up and down: "You don't really have clairvoyant eyes, do you?"

Zhang Feng was noncommittal: "As a cultivator, how can I have no means?"

Although they are good brothers, they still have to keep secrets, especially the secrets of the Wanjie red envelope group, so there are some things that cannot be said.

"understand!"

Chen Hu said with excitement: "I really look forward to the scene where you bring me a fortune."

"Low-key."

Zhang Feng warned: "Only by keeping a low profile can you make a fortune in silence."

"Don't worry, I also like to make a fortune in silence." Chen Hu said with a strange smile.

He glanced at the expressionless Terminator Chris, and said strangely: "This one has been cold and silent, what should I call her?"

"It's Chris, you don't have to worry about it."

Zhang Feng shook his head and didn't say much.

Chen Hu tactfully did not ask any further questions.

After calling a taxi and returning to the hotel, Chen Hu ran to take a shower, while Zhang Feng contacted Xu Xuewei so that Mr. Yang would not have to look for anyone.

Xu Xuewei didn't expect Zhang Feng to find someone so quickly, and she wanted to help him make him owe him a favor.

The more I understand what happened at the bank that day, the more I understand Zhang Feng's horror. It is also great to have more contact with this kind of master.

"There is a dinner at the hotel tonight, how about having a meal together?"

Xu Xuewei thought for a while, then typed on the chat interface.

"Row."

He was about to eat, of course Zhang Feng had no objection. After chatting with Xu Xuewei for a while, a notification message popped up on the phone, and then a notification sounded that the red envelope was coming.

This time, the boss who gave out the red envelope delayed for another day, and only sent it out on the second day, probably because he was preparing for the baby.

In the group, some bosses are thick-skinned, just like iron roosters, and the red envelopes given out are relatively ordinary, while some bigwigs are good at face, and the red envelopes given out are relatively good.

He entered the group with some anticipation, and glanced at the big guy who gave out the red envelope this time, just a simple name, Sword Emperor: Chen.

"Another sword emperor, I don't know what to send."

With a mutter, he clicked on the red envelope, and a message popped up.

"Congratulations on winning Sword Emperor: Chen's Concentration Pearl."

Zhang Feng couldn't help taking a second look at this kind of baby that he had never heard of before. It was a pitch-black bead, only the size of a thumb.

He hurriedly opened the introduction.

Concentration Bead: It is made of a different species of Concentration Wood. It is rare in the world and can help cultivate the spirit. It is very effective for swordsmanship practitioners and is useful in the fairyland.

"Damn it, it's the first time I've drawn a treasure that can be used for such a long time, and it's actually effective even in the fairyland. This concentration pearl is not a low-grade one."

Zhang Feng's eyes widened. The Myriad Realms Red Envelope Group will clearly explain the value of everything, and it is aimed at different cultivation systems from all walks of life.

For him, the Immortal Realm is too far away. He is only innate, and there are six realms of Jindan, Yuanying, Dongxu, Kongming, Dujie, and Mahayana before he can become an immortal.

In other words, this thing will be useful to him in so many realms in the future, and it is definitely a treasure.

He hurriedly took out the bead, the bead radiated a dark light, holding it in his hand, he felt relaxed and happy, and his spirit was extremely peaceful.

Subconsciously practicing Nuwa's visualization map, his whole body was shocked, and the speed of mental concentration increased by more than ten times, making him feel like he was riding a rocket.

"Cool!"

With a laugh, he found a rope and put the beads around his neck, so that he could continuously gather his spiritual power and strengthen his own soul at any time.

"what are you laughing at?"

Chen Hu came out of the toilet, and while wiping his hair, he said strangely.

"It's nothing, it's just a happy event, you clean up, we'll have a meal later."

(End of this chapter)