Starting from the fox demon and crossing the heavens

Of course, he pretended all of this.

Hao Jian smiled, his eyes fell on the big orange cat in Yang Hui's arms inadvertently, stayed for two seconds, then turned his head and said to Jin Renfeng: "Uncle knows what you young people think, you can make strangers As a warrior, since ancient times, there has been a saying that chivalrous use martial arts to violate the ban, and Confucianism uses literature to violate the law."

"If the foreigner does not manage a little bit, it is actually easy to cause trouble."

"Master Hao, I have a different opinion."

The three turned their heads and saw that there was one more person at the door.

Seeing this person, Hao Yi's heart tightened, as if an invisible big hand grabbed his heart, squeezed it tightly, and at that moment a sense of suffocation came to his heart, this made him have a splitting headache, how many nights The bastard who couldn't sleep came back.

"Qiu'er, didn't you go to Chongqing, why did you come back so soon?" Hao Yi forced a smile.

"Forget it."

Wang Zhenqiu sat casually on Hao Yi's desk, wearing a kick-shirt and hot pants, with a big red heart printed on the chest of the T-shirt, long legs exposed, swinging in the air, curly hair pouring down, It looks extremely enchanting and charming.

Stretching out his hand to flick his long hair, Wang Zhenqiu put on a look of being bullied, "Master Hao, you have to make decisions for others, those people from the Tang Sect drove them out without even letting them in. After all, he is also a temporary worker in the southwest, but after all, in their territory of the Tang Sect, he dare not fight back, so he can only come back aggrieved."

The corners of Hao Yi's mouth twitched slightly, and he said speechlessly, "Why don't they welcome you? Don't they have any idea? You go to other people's Tang Sect either to steal the teacher, or to harm the freshmen of the other Tang Sect. It's strange that they can welcome you."

"Master Hao, how could you say that about me." Wang Zhenqiu pretended to wipe away his tears, and said aggrievedly, "They are not as bad as you said, they just want to be friends with them."

"..."

Hao Yi has nothing to say.

This bloody showman.

The Southwest Tumor is worthy of the name, and facts have proved that there has never been a wrong nickname.

"Master Hao, you just said to this little brother that if foreign people don't manage a little bit, they will easily cause trouble. I think it's too targeted at foreign people." Wang Zhenqiu inadvertently glanced at Jin Renfeng with winking eyes, curled his lips Said: "I think that aliens are also human beings, so there is nothing wrong with being managed. After all, if ordinary people don't manage a little bit, they will cause trouble."

Hao Yi reminded: "But it is undeniable that the troubles that strangers can cause are often bigger than ordinary people."

"Not really."

"Master Hao, the old ways are outdated. Now is the new era. We can no longer look at things with old eyes."

"Times are advancing and society is developing. A pistol is a huge threat to most beginners, not to mention all kinds of guns, missiles, and nuclear bombs..."

"By the way, speaking of nuclear bombs, it reminds me of an atomic bomb called a little boy..." Wang Zhenqiu said very familiarly: "Little brother, do you want me to tell you the story of the little boy in Hiroshima? It's very passionate. "

"Qiu'er, what's the matter?" Hao Yi had no choice but to interrupt Wang Zhenqiu.

"That's right, I'm here to reimburse the expenses of this trip to you, Mr. Hao. This time is considered a business matter anyway. You won't refuse to reimburse me the expenses?" Wang Zhenqiu looked at Hao Yi with a half-smile he.

Hao Yi said helplessly: "Give me the bill, and I can reimburse you."

"Okay, this is what you said, you can't go back on your word."

Wang Zhenqiu chuckled, took out a bunch of small tickets from his trouser pocket and threw them on the table, before leaving, he approached Jin Renfeng, smiled brightly and said, "Little handsome guy, it's rare, are you interested in getting to know him? "

Yang Hui frowned at this moment and said: "Wang Zhenqiu, I've heard of you, Southwest cancer, you should stop thinking about my brother from now on, and be careful that I will beat you."

Blinking his eyes, Wang Zhenqiu shrugged his shoulders, put on a look that I couldn't understand, put his hands in his pockets, whistled and left in a good mood.

After Wang Zhenqiu left, Yang Hui said, "Uncle Hao, when will the registration start?"

Hao Yi smiled and said: "It has been recorded, safe, this manual will be given to you, if you have nothing to do, look through it frequently, it will not do you any harm."

After the matter was over, they also chose to leave.

"Wait for me to say hello to your father."

After closing the door, Yang Hui and Jin Renfeng were about to take the elevator downstairs.

"Asshole-"

"Get out of here!

! ”

In the corridor, Hao Yi's roar came.

At this time, Hao Yi's face was gloomy, and he looked down at the receipts on the table that Wang Zhenqiu needed to reimburse, and his body trembled unconsciously in anger.

Sea cucumbers, five...

Chongqing five-star hotel suite...

Bathing city consumption...

Chongqing Children's Amusement Park...

Chongqing haunted house adventure...

Is this a mission, or a trip? !

"Not being a person, this bastard is not being a person again!" Hao Yi was so angry that his face was livid. You must know that there is a limit for reimbursement of public expenses, this bastard!

At the same time, Wang Zhenqiu who was downstairs faintly heard the voice from upstairs, and the expression on his face smiled even brighter.

Seeing the two Jin Renfeng who came out, Wang Zhenqiu nodded towards them, turned around and left regardless of their reaction.

"Safe, stay away from him in the future." Yang Hui stared at Wang Zhenqiu's back and warned, "You were not in the circle before, so I don't know. This Wang Zhenqiu is called a cancer in the Southwest by the circle. It's like a vixen, but he's actually a man, I also heard that he confused many disciples of the Huodezong in the early years, including the chief disciple of the Huodezong."

Jin Renfeng said with a strange expression: "The malignant tumor in the Southwest is worthy of its name."

Wang Zhenqiu, a temporary worker in the Southwest, is a generation of gods and men. Despite his foolish appearance and frivolous appearance, he is actually quite scheming.

Growing up from snacks, Baijiafan, he knows a lot and is very complicated. It is definitely not easy for a stranger who can eat Baijiafan.

What's more, under one person, it's actually a hot-blooded elderly show.

The enthusiasm of the old people, but the young people are all competing for scheming, and all kinds of calculations are hard to guard against.

There is also Zhang Chulan, who is the protagonist, a representative of Bilian who does not shake, dare to say the domineering words of turning over the sky, the light-footed man on campus, and the bird walking under the moon are his basic exercises.

Chapter 120 The second direction of cultivation, the change of Maoshan

After returning home, Jin Renfeng locked herself in the room and began to search for information about Longhushan on the Internet.

"The Holy Land of Daoism, Zhengyimen..."

"No.60 Five Generations of Celestial Masters, Zhang Zhiwei..."

"The handsome picture of the old master Zhang Zhiwei..."

"Introduction to Zhang Lingyu, the handsome young uncle of Longhu Mountain..."

"Junior Martial Uncle Zhang Lingyu's button number..."

"Some experts have analyzed that it will be the tourist season of the year again in a while, and it is predicted that the tickets for Longhu Mountain will increase by at least 20.00%..."

Jin Renfeng saw that there were quite a lot of news about Longhu Mountain on the Internet, but most of the information did not mean much to him. He focused on searching for words related to the closure of Longhu Mountain and saw empty posts on the Internet. , very well, as he expected, Luo Tian Dajiao has not yet started, which means he still has some time.

Because he remembered that on the night when the Luo Tian Dajiao ended, the whole organization attacked the mountain gate and destroyed the building on a large scale, so that Longhu Mountain had to be closed to the outside for maintenance for a period of time.

The current date is: Tuesday, July 22, [-].

After turning off the computer, Jin Renfeng sat on the chair and thought about his next training plan.

Focus on Yangshen cultivation, and try to cultivate to the point where body and spirit are united in the second stage of Yangshen in this world as soon as possible.

He has the foundation of the first stage, and it is not difficult to cultivate to the second stage.

In the first stage of the Yang God, if you want to truly display the ability of the Yang God, you have to go out of your body, because the physical body in the first stage is still a mortal body and cannot bear the power brought by the Yang God.

Only after cultivating to the second stage of the Yangshen, where the body and spirit are united, and the Yangshen transforms the physical body, can the body carry the power of the Yangshen.

This process is very long, until the physical body can perfectly carry all the power of the Yang God, then you can enter the third stage of the Yang God, both in form and spirit...

Also, if he wants to participate in the Luotian Dajiao and win the Tongtian talisman, attack means are indispensable.

Suddenly, Jin Renfeng opened his eyes, and the time left for him was not too long, and he had already figured out the general direction of his next practice.

Lightning Strikes Thunder Fist.

It is the famous stunt of Shi Jian, the master of Maoshan in the world of Jiushu.

Lightning Running Thunder Fist is not a traditional Taoist art, but a combination of thunder and martial arts. It can gather the power of thunder and lightning in both at the beginning, and it can even pull the thunder in the sky and turn it into a boost when it is mature. Jin Renfeng once witnessed it with his own eyes. The ancestor of Yangshen who created this technique used the Lightning and Thunder Fist, his whole body turned into a thunderbolt, and his every move seemed like the god of thunder came into the world.

It was also the last time that Maoshan Chen Zu made a move.

The unique skill of Jin Renfeng is still the manuscript that Chen Zu left behind to practice Lightning and Thunder Fist in Maoshan. Although he has never learned it, he has always remembered the practice method of Lightning and Thunder Fist.

In fact, not only the Lightning and Thunder Fist, he has seen most of Maoshan's martial arts and Taoism. He has never learned it before, but it doesn't mean he can't learn it now.

However, in a short period of time, it is not easy to deduce the great success of the Lightning Ben Leiquan. It is obviously impossible to win No.1 with Lightning and Thunder Fist.

Just think about the contestants.

Wang Ye, the inheritor of Fenghou Qimen, is a powerful warlock.

Zhuge Qing, a sorcerer of Wuhou Qimen.

Zhang Lingyu, the junior uncle of Tianshi Mansion.

Zhang Chulan, the protagonist, can he be weak, not to mention that he is the No.1 of Luo Tiandajiao in the plot.

There is also Feng Baobao, who is suspected of being an immortal.

Which one is the best in this world.

The strength of the other contestants is not bad, and there is even Baiyun who has seen the Yang God participating. I don't know how it is different from the Yang God method he practiced.

In addition to his own strength, the strongest trump card as a Maoshan Taoist priest is undoubtedly to invite God.

Jin Renfeng is a Maoshan Taoist priest who confers talismans. Maoshan confers talismans deep into the soul, like a special mark printed in the depths of the soul, which will not be completely worn away unless reincarnated more than twice.

This is one of the privileges of being a Taoist priest in Maoshan.

"I don't know if this world can communicate with the three patriarchs." Jin Renfeng murmured. There is Maoshan in this world. Obviously, the patriarchs have been here. If you can communicate with the three patriarchs, you can communicate with heaven and earth.

Find a chance to try it.

"By the way, it's July. Although the fifteenth day of July has already passed, according to the world of Uncle Jiu, the ghost gate will not be completely closed until the end of the month." Jin Renfeng's eyes lit up immediately, and he could try to try this world first. Can the gate of hell be opened?

Just do what you want, Jin Renfeng ordered the things needed for the Maoshan altar on the Internet that day, and the owner has the national Maoshan certification, which obviously belongs to the Maoshan industry.

……

On Maoshan, in a room.

The doors and windows are closed, a fat man in a robe, with a cigarette dangling in his left hand, several empty cans of beer and several bags of peanuts on the table, sitting in front of the computer desk, suddenly finds that a prompt box pops up on the computer .

"Hey, is there an order?"

The little fat man thought it was another order to buy wooden withers, pendants or bracelets.

Since the development of the Internet, Maoshan Mountain has not only become a holy place for tourists, but some wooden and porcelain carvings, such as Guan Gong statues and various pendants, have become extremely popular online, and the supply exceeds demand.

No way, consecrated things sell well.

Similar things, although they are sold more expensive than other stores, but who made them authentic, genuine, and opened in front of the ancestors.

As for whether it is useful or not, he doesn't know, anyway, the consecration process is the same.

"This is……"

Seeing the contents of this order, the little fat man's round face wrinkled into a ball, and he whispered: "A hundred-year-old mahogany sword, a mahogany altar table, a bundle of yellow talisman paper, a wolf's pen, ten catties of red cinnabar, Two bundles of Maoshan offering incense of the same style, two gossip mirrors..."

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, hurry up!"

The little fat man frowned and said: "Because the mahogany altar table couldn't be sold for a year, it stopped selling a few years ago, and I forgot to take it off the shelves. Wait, I remember that there seems to be a mahogany altar like that in the master's room." Table, do you want to..."

"Done!"

"However, you have to pay more."

The little fat man laughed like a chicken thief, and he could fill his own pocket again.

Then I started typing, sent it, and waited for the other party to reply.

【no problem. 】

"Hi, is it Arts and Crafts Co., Ltd?"

"Maoshan is in urgent need of a batch of pendants, and one hundred more gossip mirrors. Don't make a mistake in the style. It's an old rule. When the production is finished, please contact Pindao first."

After the little fat man made the call, he said, "I don't know what this customer is buying these for."

Dong Dong Dong——

"Little Fatty, open the door quickly, the head of the sect calls all the disciples to gather in front of the main hall, immediately, immediately!"

The flesh on the little fat man's face immediately shuddered. Could it be because of his private pockets all these years?