Chapter 2713

Although many religions have different worldviews, they will all mention a concept without exception, which is the Age of Dharma Decline.

In layman's terms, these religions believe that the continuous development of mankind has reduced the interaction between mankind and nature, heaven and earth, and the universe, thus making the distance between mankind and gods farther and farther.

In the eyes of the Taoist family, heaven and earth were originally full of Qi. As long as one mastered the method of absorbing and transforming Qi, mankind could originally fly up to become an immortal. And now, the Qi of the natural world is almost exhausted, and mankind has also lost the possibility of flying up to become an immortal, so this is the Age of Dharma Decline in their eyes.

Regardless of whether this statement is true or false, for those who master Qi at the current stage, their personal feeling is that there is no Qi in the natural world. If you want to get Qi, you can only rely on pills or other special items containing Qi.

Earl Changsheng relied on the pills given by the Lord to gradually master Qi. For so many years, his way of obtaining Qi, besides the pills given by the Lord, was a special formation set up by the Lord inside the Poqing Society base.

When this formation runs, it will continuously produce Qi. Although the Qi produced is not much, it is still considerable over the years.

The four great earls in the Poqing Society have also had the good fortune to have the opportunity to practice in the formation in the past years, but the formation serves the Lord alone most of the time.

It is precisely under this situation that these four earls of the Poqing Society are extremely sensitive to the traces of Qi around them.

It is just like a mouse that is starving, extremely sensitive to the smell of food.

In his life, Earl Changsheng only had one magic weapon that belonged to him, which was a wooden sword given by the Lord, and there was a formation with attack ability in the wooden sword.

Besides that, he could be said to have nothing.

So, when he realized that the man picking up the plane actually had a magic weapon on his hand, his heart was still jumping to his throat with excitement!

Thus, he stopped and quietly observed the other party.

At this time, Zhao Laosi didn't realize that an old man was staring at him not far away.

He was full of energy now, because as long as he guarded the airport for a day holding the sign, he could earn 3,000 yuan of hard work money from Zhang Ermao. This income was much more than setting up a stall on the antique street.

And the sign he was holding said "Pick up Hong Kong businessman Chen Jiawei" in six big characters. He didn't know who Chen Jiawei was, and he didn't even want Chen Jiawei to come over too early. If this business could be done for a month in a row, he could rest at home for the next four months of this year.

Earl Changsheng observed Zhao Laosi for a while and came to a conclusion: this person is not proficient in Qi. This is not only because he didn't find any fluctuation of Qi from the other party, but more importantly, Zhao Laosi is too worldly. His eyebrows and expressions are full of the authentic worldly atmosphere of the bottom-level citizens. A person proficient in Qi can never have this kind of bottom-level worldly atmosphere.

So, Earl Changsheng speculated that this person should not know that the thumb ring in his hand is actually a magic weapon!

Thinking of this, he began to have ideas about this thumb ring.

Thus, he pretended to look around and came to Zhao Laosi, and then asked him: "Little brother, may I ask, if I want to go to the city center, how should I go?"

Zhao Laosi looked back at him. Seeing that he was an inconspicuous old man, he said somewhat indifferently: "Do you still need to ask this? Taxi, subway, airport bus, which one doesn't reach the city?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Earl Changsheng was very dissatisfied with Zhao Laosi's attitude, but he didn't have any intention of getting angry. After all, this also strengthened his judgment of Zhao Laosi.

Thus, he smiled and said: "To tell you the truth, little brother, I am in Jin Ling for the first time, unfamiliar with the place, and I am old, my eyes and so on are not very good, so I am a bit confused."

As he spoke, he took out a 100-yuan banknote from his pocket, handed it to Zhao Laosi, and said: "This is a small token of my appreciation, please accept it. If it is convenient, can you tell me which mode of transportation I should choose to be faster?"

Zhao Laosi originally didn't want to pay attention to this old man, but seeing that the other party took out a 100-yuan banknote, his attitude improved immediately.

He smiled and took the 100-yuan banknote from Earl Changsheng's hand, then said simply: "The subway must be the fastest, but it's past ten o'clock now, the morning peak has passed. Now taking a taxi to the city is half an hour, faster than the subway. Since you are not short of money, you should take a taxi."

"Good!" Earl Changsheng arched his hands and said politely: "Then thank you, little brother!"

"You're welcome." Zhao Laosi said, directly stuffing the 100-yuan banknote into his pocket.

In his view, if he didn't hurry to stuff the money into his pocket, maybe this old guy would ask him to return it.

Earl Changsheng took this opportunity to point to the jade thumb ring on his right thumb and asked curiously: "Little brother, I see your thumb ring is not bad. I wonder how much it is worth?"

Zhao Laosi also deals in antiques. Although he is also full of deception on weekdays, he still has some eyesight. So he said casually: "This thumb ring is from the Qing Dynasty. It's not too valuable, and it won't be too cheap. The market price should be in the middle ten thousand."

Earl Changsheng doesn't have much research on antiques on weekdays, so he asked curiously: "What does middle ten thousand mean?"

Zhao Laosi said: "Middle ten thousand means the middle number of the ten thousand digit. Floating one or two ten thousand around fifty thousand belongs to middle ten thousand."

"Oh." Earl Changsheng smiled and said: "Looking at what you said so easily, you must be in the antique business, right?"

"Yes." Zhao Laosi didn't hide it and said casually: "I've been doing antiques for ten or twenty years."

Earl Changsheng asked curiously: "Little brother, since you are doing antiques, why did you run to this airport to pick people up?"

Zhao Laosi frowned, looked Earl Changsheng up and down, and said: "Old man, you have a lot of questions. You are not asking how to get to the city center the fastest? Then you should be in a hurry."

Earl Changsheng's heart skipped a beat. He thought he had too many words and aroused the other party's vigilance.

Thus, he hurriedly said with an apologetic face: "Oh, I'm really sorry. When a person gets old, he talks a lot, and wants to chat with everyone. Don't mind."

Earl Changsheng didn't know that Zhao Laosi said this, actually to remind him that if he still wanted to ask other questions, he should take more money out. The quota of the 100 yuan just now was considered used up.

So, Zhao Laosi smiled, and said meaningfully: "Old man, chatting a few more words doesn't matter, the key is who you chat with and how you chat."

As he spoke, he deliberately used the thumb and index finger wearing the jade thumb ring to make a gesture of counting money.

Earl Changsheng came back to his senses, and cursed in his heart: "I am really blind, I actually looked up to you! Since that's the case, I don't have to go around with you, just open the door and see the mountain!"

Immediately, he took out a few more 100-yuan banknotes from his pocket and handed them to Zhao Laosi, smiling: "To tell you the truth, I am also very interested in antiques. Seeing the thumb ring on your hand, I feel particularly right for my eyes. I like it very much. I wonder if little brother can cut love? Money is easy to talk about!"