Zhang Shicun was worried that the company's stock price would be hit hard when the news came out.

However, what he expected in the end was that the stock price of Bosheng Company not only did not fall, but rose sharply.

Later I learned that the market believed that Bosheng Company could be targeted by Qidu, which proved that Bosheng Company has advantages.

You know, before Qi Duo’s attention to the targets he used to, each one would not be simple!

Qidushui has now set his sights on Bosheng Company but has not succeeded, which proves that Bosheng Company is not simple...

After Zhang Shicun knew about this logic, he was a little amused and crying.

Then what he thought was, how could the Qidu Sect know that Zheng Haoran had digested the power potion in the shortest time?

This kind of thing is a company secret!

It seems that there is an insider in the company, so I have to check it carefully.

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In the thatched hut, clouds and smoke are misty.

The green cloud sat cross-legged, and a light wheel appeared behind it, reflecting the crowded city, city, and countless joys and sorrows of the world.

These things will eventually gather into the human spirit and integrate into the cave.

After a long time, Qingyun opened his eyes and sighed softly: "For others, humanity is rare, but innate pure yang is easy to obtain!

But for me, it is the opposite. Humanity is easy to obtain, but innate pure yang is hard to find!"

After all, the time for enlightenment is too short.

Even if we count the real immortals, it has only been more than twenty years since then.

The innate pure yang that can be accumulated is really too limited!

And which other earthly immortals are not an old monster who has been enlightened for hundreds of years?

Generally, true immortals often live for hundreds of years before they get tired of the mortal world, open up caves, and become spiritual immortals.

It is really rare to be like the one who is like the one who is like a sacred person.

His eyes looked far away and seemed to be able to see thousands of miles away.

There is blood rising into the sky!

The Wuhu warriors who returned to the Dragon City raised their butcher's swords and pointed them at the Wuhu tribe who refused to surrender, as well as the Wuxian people near the Hanhai.

In the vast sea across the Wuhu grassland from Middle Earth, there is another branch of the Wu clan called Wuxian people.

They were not strong at first, and they were always bullied and robbed by the Wuhu people.

However, as the Wuhu King's army was wiped out in Central China, these Wuxian people grew stronger.

Originally, if Longcheng had not risen, the Wuxian people would have been likely to compete with the Wuhu people for hegemony on the grassland after they grew.

But now with the rise of Dragon City and taking the lead in occupying the grassland, it is naturally necessary to interrupt the rise of Wu Xian people.

"Master, I've brought it!"

At this moment, Shen Tong's voice came in.

Qingyun said, "Come in!"

He saw Shen Tong walking into the Qinghua Hall with a few Wuhu people behind him. He saw Qingyun from afar. The Wuhu people immediately prostrated themselves and worshiped at Qingyun.

These Wuhu people are old and young, and their clothes are gorgeous, and they are obviously the most noble species among Wuhu people.

Two of them are even dressed in wizards!

But now, I worship the Qingyun in great respect.

"Master, these people are all the Golden Wolf Royal Clan and have the most noble bloodline among the Wuhu people.

Also, they brought the inheritance of the Golden Wolf Royal Clan Wuhuo here too!" Shen Tong said.

With Shen Tong's introduction, several Golden Wolf royal tribes kowtowed to Qingyun again.

One of the wizards shouted loudly: "The great spirit of the snow mountain, the great god who saved us witch people. We have received the inspiration of the ancestor witches and will give you the most precious inherited witch fire among the witch people!"

The loser sneered at the nose, it was clearly the loser who offered the winner trophy.

But in the mouth of this wizard, it seemed that they had received the inspiration of the ancestor witch and gave it to Hua Qingyun specifically!

However, this kind of thing was not refuted by Wei Qingyun.

After all, this statement is of great benefit to conquering the Wuhu people!

He just watched the wizard carefully take out an ancient clay oil lamp.

The oil lamp is very rough and is the simplest rope-patterned pottery. The light on it is not dazzling. It looks like a lamp that can be extinguished at any time.

However, neither this wizard nor the Qingyun looked at the pottery lamp and seemed extremely serious.

Qingyun stretched out his hand and the oil lamp had already flew up and landed in Qingyun's hand.

There is no lamp oil in the oil lamp, but it burns as usual.

Qingyun sighed lightly, closed his eyes silently, feeling the purest innate pure yang power burning by the oil lamp.

After a long time, he sighed and said, "I only now know that the so-called pure sunlight may be an imitation of this treasure!

It’s just a pity that the Pure Sun Lamp is far behind this treasure inherited by the Wuhu royal family!”

Because this inconspicuous pottery lamp is by no means simple.

This is the most advanced treasure that Wei Qingyun has ever seen.

This is not even a treasure of pure yang level, but a holy object of higher level of creation.

A little golden light the size of a mung bean penetrated into the palm of Qingyun's hand, but the flame was still unaffected.

It seems that the innate pure yang power contained in this pottery lamp is endless and can never be used up!

With this treasure, Qingyun can finally solve the problem of insufficient use of the innate pure yang power!

However, at this moment, the wizard bowed again and said, "The great spirit of the snow mountain! Although the fire of the ancestor witch is endless and endless.

However, the fire of the ancestor witch is closely related to our Wuhu people.

If we consume too much, our grasslands will degenerate, the climate will become cold, our population will decrease, and livestock will die in large quantities.

I beg you, the great spirit of the snow mountain, don’t consume too much witch fire. At least, wait until our Wuhu population recovers again before using it..."

The wizard begged, buried his head deep in the ground.

The same is true for the other Golden Wolf Royal tribes, begging hard.

Qingyun smiled slightly. Needless to say, Qingyun also felt that this pottery lamp was closely related to the fortune of the Wuhu people, or the fate.

Once too much flame in this oil lamp is used, it will consume the luck of the Wuhu people, causing them to encounter various disasters.

"Get up! I won't consume it casually!"

Qingyun made a promise, but did not say that he would not be able to use it.

He asked, "Is it related to the fact that you Wuhu people are so declining now that the Golden Wolf King consumed too much of the ancestor witch fire?"

The wizard still couldn't stand up and replied respectfully: "Yes, the great spirit of the snow mountain.

Our Golden Wolf King was bewitched by the devil, who occupied his heart.

He spent too much fire from the ancestor witch and used it to summon the devils.

He believed that those devils could help him achieve the purpose of defeating the Song people...
Chapter completed!