Chapter 16

The white light poured into his forehead, Zhang Chulan screamed, because he couldn't bear too much information, and fainted without promise.

"How do you know this?" Suddenly, Feng Baobao didn't care about Zhang Chulan, but looked at Lin Xian, confusion appeared in her eyes, and she asked incomprehensibly.

She clearly remembered that she was the last one to get the Old Farmer's Skill.

Could it be that Lin Xian knew Zhang Xilin before her?

Why Lin Xian knows the Origin of Qi, this sentence asked the heart of everyone.

Everyone looked at it with burning eyes, only Xu San suddenly remembered that when Lin Xian first appeared, he once said that he discussed the Dao with Zhang Xilin. Could it be that he also gave the Origin of Qi?

That is the Eight Miraculous Skills!

"This method comes from Zhang Huaiyi, I passed it to Zhang Huaiyi's grandson, which can be considered a good beginning and a good end." Lin Xian said calmly. He didn't lie, as for how everyone understands it, it all depends on their brain supplement.

An image of a high-ranking person who returned to his youth, lived for a hundred years, had a friendship with Zhang Xilin, was involved with the Eight Miraculous Skills, and mastered the immortal secret, jumped on the paper.

"I didn't expect that Senior's friendship with Senior Zhang Xilin was so deep." Feng Zheng-hao sighed, but had some speculation in his heart, suspecting that Lin Xian was very likely one of the thirty-six thieves back then.

Seeing this, Lin Xian didn't speak, just curled his mouth slightly. Believe it, they really believed it.

People are the appreciators of the scenery, the punch-inners, and also the creators and pioneers of the scenery.

Everyone is a unique scenery, and the fate of people meeting each other is the legendary famous scene.

[System, artificially creating famous scenes, counts as famous scenes]

[Can]

[Then, how big of an artificial scene counts as a famous scene]

[Need to be recorded in history, let people sing for thousands of years, when history becomes a story, the story becomes a legend, the legend becomes a myth, the myth is engraved in the depths of the river of time, becoming a part of the universe, and the Dao rhyme is born.]

The ethereal voice of the system echoed in his ears. After confirming again, Lin Xian smiled knowingly, turned to look at Feng Zheng-hao and said: "President Feng, this cause and effect is over."

"Let's talk about a business."

"A business?" Feng Zheng-hao glanced at Zhang Chulan who fainted because of the transmission of power, and asked in a deep voice: "What transaction does Senior want."

"I am preparing to be one of the Ten Elders, but the quota is full." Lin Xian said leisurely: "I want to invite President Feng to join hands with me, how about letting the Wang family go down?"

"Two..." Xu San's voice suddenly sounded, pushed his glasses, and said heavily: "You are discussing the stay of a Ten Elder on the company's territory, is it appropriate?"

"Indeed not appropriate."

Lin Xian looked at Feng Zheng-hao and smiled slightly: "Let's talk outside."

"Accompanying Senior is the junior's honor." Feng Zheng-hao laughed heartily: "Very willing."

Looking at Zhang Chulan on the ground, Xu Si smoked and smiled: "I didn't expect you kid to be quite conservative. When you wake up, I'll take you to break your virginity..."

"Not allowed to say this in front of Baobao!" Xu San's uppercut fell mercilessly, knocking Xu Si out the door, then followed, and after beating him a few more times, wrote on the ground with Qi: "The situation has changed, go and notify the above."

"You kid is taking revenge for personal gain." Xu Si glared at Xu San fiercely, but also knew that the situation was tense and it was not the time to care. The pattern of the alien world will change greatly, and it must be reported.

Walking to a corner, Xu Si took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone: "Hey, is it President Zhao? It's me, Little Xu. I have an emergency situation to report to you... Yes, yes..."

"Wang family, Feng family, Restraining Spirits and Sending Generals..."

Beside a large banyan tree, the leaves swayed with the wind, making a rustling sound. Feng Zheng-hao slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath and said: "Is this part of the truth of the Jiashen Rebellion back then? If it weren't for Senior, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to know."

"Where are there eternal secrets in the world." Lin Xian laughed: "What covers people's hearts is just people's hearts. With President Feng's strength, you will find out sooner or later."

"No, it's different." Feng Zheng-hao shook his head, then straightened his expression, bowed his hands: "Great grace does not need thanks. The Wang family was originally our Feng family's enemy. Helping Senior replace the Wang family as one of the Ten Elders should not be counted in the content of the transaction, but rather revenge for our Feng family."

"Our Feng family has always reported revenge and repaid grace."

"If Senior has any other needs, just put them forward. If our World Association can satisfy them, we will try our best to satisfy them."

"Even if it is Restraining Spirits and Sending Generals, as long as Senior speaks, I am willing to offer it with both hands."

"President Feng is also a hero." Lin Xian praised. Trading when it is time to trade, giving up when it is time to give up, decisive and not greedy, even the Eight Miraculous Skills can be discarded, it is simply not like a businessman, nor like an alien, but more like an owl hero.

Things that other aliens regard as their lifeblood,

"How can I compare to the two heroes." Feng Zheng-hao laughed and shook his head modestly: "Feng is doing some small business, just a businessman. It's just that compared to money, compared to miraculous skills, Feng feels that people are more valuable, people are more precious!"

Money is created by people, and the Eight Miraculous Skills are also created by people. What is really valuable is people!

Art cannot reach the sky, only people can become immortals.

Money cannot reach the gods, there is no so-called God of Wealth, and surplus value is created by people.

Profit comes from one hole, ten thousand laws return to the sect, all things, the most fundamental truth, is consistent.

"A small business of more than three hundred billion..." Lin Xian smiled, didn't dwell on it, and said directly: "Origin of Qi, I have already passed it to Zhang Chulan. Whether you can take down this son-in-law depends on your daughter's ability."

"Restraining Spirits and Sending Generals, learn it after the Wang family is destroyed. These are not the most important things."

"The current urgent matter is only one, I want the World Association to help me collect a large amount of medicinal materials."

Feng Zheng-hao was stunned, and asked incomprehensibly: "Is Senior going to treat illness, or refine elixir? If it is to treat illness, I..."

"Neither, it is used to become an immortal." Lin Xian's eyes were deep, he patted Feng Zheng-hao on the shoulder: "The more the better, herbs over one year old are accepted, spiritual herbs over ten years old are the more the better, hundred-year treasure herbs are what I need most, if there is a thousand-year medicine king, I will not be polite."

"Become an immortal?!" Feng Zheng-hao was stunned on the spot, looking at the ethereal and dusty young man in front of him, a sense of absurdity arose in his heart.

It's the 21st century, can anyone still become an immortal?

"Krypton gold cultivation, boundless magic power, taking medicine to break through, great supernatural powers..."

Lin Xian laughed, walked back leisurely, not caring at all about the fact that taking medicine to cultivate immortality leads to an unstable foundation.

Because he doesn't have such a thing as a foundation at all. The Wheel Sea cultivation relies on holy fruits, the Life Spring cultivation drinks divine springs, and the realm is all the way up.

Taiji is divided into yin and yang, and all things have two sides. In Lin Xian's view, cultivation is also the same.

As Pangu, open up the bitter sea, break the chaos, and give birth to Taiji.

Taiji gives birth to two forms, yang is realm, yin is Dao heart.

Two forms give birth to four images, yang is divided into sun, lesser yang, realm is divided into flesh, magic power; yin is divided into greater yin, lesser yin, Dao heart is divided into great Dao, soul.

Four images give birth to eight trigrams, and can be infinitely subdivided downwards, opening up combat skills, soul will, cultivation base, weapon spirituality, magic supernatural powers... many branches.

However, overall, it is in the two major fields of realm and Dao heart.

The matter of Dao heart, through nine lives, realizes different great Daos among the heavens and worlds, cannot be borrowed from others, and it is enough to practice tools and realize the Dao by oneself.

Realm, this kind of thing, floats on the surface, and will be cut off sooner or later. Just krypton it!

Origin of Qi, Six-Storey Immortal Thief, the funds of the World Association, the status of the company's Ten Elders... he used all the means he could use.

Preparing for the sprint to the Divine Bridge realm.

"If this is the case, still can't defeat the Old Heavenly Master."

A glimmer of light flashed in Lin Xian's eyes, which were as pure as a baby's, he hummed, let out a strange laugh, then don't blame him, he will use that move!

(End of this chapter)