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Chapter 130 Biography? ! [Please subscribe! 】

In such a lively situation.

If the high level of the Wu Dynasty was not chaotic, it would not be high level.

The influence caused by Xu Kai'an's remarks at the foot of the mountain is actually the most popular influence for the high-level officials of the Wu Dynasty.

They are the officials of the Wu Dynasty.

Even if the mind is complicated, after all, I hope that the country can become rich, strong and prosperous.

To a certain extent, Xu Kai is contributing to the construction of the country.

In the era of promoting Reiki recovery, the mentality of the whole people has changed.

Catalyze people's enthusiasm for things like "becoming stronger".

Therefore, the upper echelon will not suppress this, but will only actively promote it.

And the respective supporters behind the "bureau, department, and association" are all contacting each other as quickly as possible.

The following are required to speed up the development of their respective plans.

The Awakening Bureau and the Martial Arts Association responded quickly.

Immediately follow up the development and use this Dongfeng to provide more generous benefits to the subordinate students.

As for Chen Jishui from the Immortal Cultivation Department, there was no reaction at all.

Chen Jishui acted as if he didn't hear the voice from above.

For many days, I have locked myself in my office.

Don't know what to do.

Wen Jing was terrified, but even she couldn't get into Mr. Chen's office.

The leadership of the Immortal Cultivation Department was also terrified.

Could it be that the wind direction is about to change?

The upper echelons of the Immortal Cultivation Department are going to be shuffled?

Many orders and development projects require Chen Jishui's personal supervision and signature.

So in the past few days, the affairs in the Immortal Cultivation Department have piled up like a hill.

Almost every three to five minutes, a senior member of the Immortal Cultivation Department came over to take a look.

Holding a thick stack of documents in his hand.

I don't know who handed it over.

Wen Jing was even more shocked, she had never seen such an old Chen.

Could it be that Mr. Chen suffered too much this time?
Did Xu Kai deal him too much of a blow?
So he had a complete mental explosion, planning to commit suicide or something?

Could it be that the people behind Mr. Chen really don't like him anymore?
Really intend to wipe him out and hand over the Cultivation Department to Xu Kai's subordinates?
This thought came about.

It's not just her alone...

Many people in the Immortal Cultivation Department couldn't help but have this kind of thought.

There have been a lot of rumors that have been passed down before:
Chen is old and frail, and his thinking is not as good as before.

I can no longer afford such a big stall in the Cultivation Department.

Others said.

Why don't you take advantage of this opportunity and let Chen Lao retreat to the second line.

Get someone more suitable for the position.

News never comes out without a reason.

Is this true?

Soon, a series of discordant voices rang out from the Immortal Cultivation Department.

Many people think so.

This time, Mr. Chen really lost his position.

Has it been confirmed that Xu Xianren will replace Chen Lao?
Not only do they think so, they even talk a little more about this issue after dinner.

Wen Jing listened beside her, feeling more and more uncomfortable in her heart.

Anyway, Mr. Chen is also your leader, right?

How can you be so indiscriminate, just talking about gossip?
Will your conscience not hurt?
But Wen Jing actually felt cold in her heart.

Over the years, no matter how hard or difficult things have been encountered, Mr. Chen can bear them.

But this time, it really seems to be different.

Mr. Chen, who had always calculated everything, suddenly realized that all his calculations were in vain...

not really...

No, no, no.

After holding it for a few days, she really couldn't bear it anymore.

He ran to the office door and gave the secretary next to him a look.

Reached out and knocked on the door.

"Old Chen, it's me."

There was no response from the house.

Wen Jing is about to break in...

See if Mr. Chen has already hanged himself from the beam in the house?
Old Chen's voice suddenly came from inside.

Although the sound was very small, she still heard it.

"The door is unlocked, come in."

Wen Jing was a little surprised that the door wasn't locked today?

Is the sun coming out west?

She immediately pushed the door impatiently and went in.

Elder Chen was not seen in the room, she went straight to the balcony.

Sure enough, he saw Mr. Chen crossing his legs, leaning on the recliner, smoking a cigarette leisurely.

The legs were still dangling there.

He was still humming what seemed to be a little tune of Qin opera.

Looking in a good mood?
Wen Jing glanced at the ashtray next to her.

It was full of hills of soot and cigarette butts.

There are also several buckets of instant noodles that have been eaten.

"List……"

Chen Jishui raised his head, there was no trace of blood in his eyes.

With a slight smile on his lips.

She stretched lazily, waved her hand, and motioned Wen Jing to come closer.

Said while yawning.

"It's really good to rest these few days. I haven't had such a leisurely life in many years. I miss it a bit."

Wen Jing was full of question marks.

rest? !
It's going to explode outside, why are you resting here?
What does this mean?
Why such a big heart?
Based on her understanding of Mr. Chen for many years, she can see that Mr. Chen is really in a good mood now.

Not holding on.

"Old Chen, have you thought of a way to deal with Xu Kai and An Shanmen?"

The smile on Chen Jishui's face remained unchanged, noncommittal.

Asked back: "What is everyone talking about me outside?"

Wen Jing said seriously.

"It's said that the Department of Cultivation of Immortals is about to change owners, and that the higher-ups intend to let Xu Kai take your place, and they also say..."

He was just about to continue talking when he suddenly realized that something seemed wrong?
"Chen, Mr. Chen, you already knew that they would talk about you like this...then..."

She blinked.

"You did it on purpose?"

Chen Jishui smiled lightly.

"of course."

"This seems to be called, put it to death and live later."

"In the eyes of others, the weaker I become and the stronger Xu Kai becomes, the more favorable the situation will be for me."

"I guess Xu Kai must have encountered something."

"With his character, if nothing major happened, it would be impossible to make things so grand."

"An Shanmen? Is he the kind of person who wants to start and lead a sect?"

"No. Then there must be a reason for the anomaly, and that's where I take advantage of it."

……

The incident of blocking the door of Xiuxian University lasted for a whole week.

The people gathered outside the gate of the academy were so dense that they couldn't see the edge at a glance.

There is almost no place to sleep.

A rough estimate could be several thousand...

There are still people coming in one after another, I don't know how many.

As for the inside of Anxian University, everyone is no longer surprised.

Even the higher-ups think this is a good thing, so what else can they say?do what?
So just let things go on.

The teaching should continue.

The only difference from the past may be that when the students pass by the gate, they will take a closer look at the spectacular and neat lineup outside.

There are no more changes.

this day.

At the end of the whole array.

A girl in a white skirt walked over lightly.

It is obvious that the steps are very slow, and the steps are also very small, but the walking speed is so fast that it is simply unreasonable.

In one step, a distance of more than ten meters is crossed.

And there is no sound at all.

Shaped like a ghost.

Soon, came after the array.

Thousands of people stood straight and steady, and almost no one spoke.

The little girl's cold voice seemed particularly abrupt.

"Get out of the way."

Her voice is not loud, but it can clearly reach everyone's ears.

The men and women closest to him turned their heads to look at her.

A tall, slender young woman who appeared to be in her early 20s looked around at the people around her.

Then he turned around and squatted down in front of the little girl.

Asked: "Little sister, are you also looking for a fairy apprentice?"

"The immortal is not here, and you are so thin and tender, how could you withstand the test of the thunder tribulation? It is very painful."

A man next to him also spoke up.

"At such a young age, I can still have such ambitions! I am a mighty martial artist, and I am worthy of being an oriental dragon. Little sister, I admire you and look up to you!"

"In life, one should have this kind of attitude of fighting for the road and pursuing dreams bravely! My blood is burning!"

Many more voices said.

"Let's say goodbye. If any kind of person can become a registered disciple, then wouldn't the registration become cabbage? Little sister, go home early, this is not the place you should come to."

"That's right, it's such a difficult thing, a child like you is still a girl, so don't expect anything."

"At this age, you should study hard, make progress every day, and focus on learning. Don't have too many fantasies about other unrealistic things."

"Immortal Registered Disciple, it's one in ten thousand miles, one in one hundred thousand miles, even if it's your turn, it won't be your turn. The bigger the expectation, the worse the fall. Go home, go home."

The first woman who squatted down looked around coldly.

"What? You despise women, children or something? You were not born of women? You were not born of children?"

Then he turned his head and said gently to the little girl.

"Little sister, don't listen to their nonsense. The immortal said that there is no distinction between high and low, and there is nothing you can't do as long as you are determined."

"But you are too young now, just come back in a few years..."

The little girl raised her head slightly, expressionless.

A pair of eyes like autumn water, so cold that it seems that water can be frozen into ice.

It doesn't look like a pair of living eyes at all.

"Little sister, you..."

The woman was a little surprised, how could a little girl have such cold eyes? !

The little girl said again in a soft voice.

"Get out of the way, I'll go in."

A man next to him stretched out a hand very rudely, trying to push her away.

He was still cursing.

"Let us get out of the way? Make way for you? Are you out of your mind? A little kid, the two of us here, have you watched too many idol dramas?"

"This is not a place for you to play, hurry up and get out."

Before the hand could reach the girl's body, the young woman had already slapped his hand aside.

angrily.

"What are you doing? She's a child!"

The man retorted with disdain on his face.

"What's the matter with the child? The child can do whatever he wants? This is the Holy Land of Anshan! It's not a child playing house..."

As soon as he was halfway through his words, he noticed the girl looking over with cold eyes.

That Gujing Wubo's face suddenly magnified!
an instant.

He felt as if a palm appeared out of thin air in the void, with unparalleled power.

Pressing on the back of his head, he forcefully pressed his face to the ground.

"Bang" with a muffled sound.

dusty.

Blood splattered!

The man made zero-distance contact with the earth head-on.

The sandy ground was directly cracked, and his entire face was buried in the sandy gravel.

Blood and water mixed with sand and stones are particularly eye-catching.

The man struggled crazily, but he felt a palm firmly pressing on the back of his head, making him unable to break free no matter what.

Just bury your head in the ground.

The sense of suffocation and pain came one after another.

His nose and mouth were rotten, filled with the salty smell of blood.

Everyone around was stunned.

They all saw that the little girl in the white skirt didn't even move a finger, and a burly adult was directly pressed to the ground? !
Can't even move?
Amidst the stunned expressions of a group of people, the little girl flew up, passed thousands of people, and flew directly to the front of the array.

Standing firmly, on a six-meter-high white jade stele erected at the gate of Anxian.

Condescending.

The voice is cold, the words are concise, and the introduction is straightforward.

"Personally, Qi Ming'er. The head of the outer sect of Anshan Gate."

Inside and outside Anxian University, everyone was shocked!

Biography? !
(End of this chapter)