Chapter 129 An expert from the Shao'e sect? [First update]
This training auxiliary pot did not disappoint Chen Muyu. In just two or three hours, it helped him refine 100 strands of internal energy, and his skills improved again. Although he did not break through to the fourth level, Chen Muyu estimated that,
At most, by refining 300-400 strands of internal energy, one can definitely break through to the fourth level.
Calculated this way, it only takes half a day.
However, everything should not be done in a hurry. When you are full after one meal, you cannot say that you will have another two bowls immediately. There has to be a digestion process. To be honest, this night, Chen Muyu broke through the third level of the Overlord Heart Sutra, and at the third level
He has improved a lot from the basics, and his strength has naturally increased dramatically. He still doesn't have a clear understanding of his current strength, and he has no familiarity with it. This will take some time.
Of course, for Chen Muyu now, the training auxiliary pot has been repaired, so time is not a problem.
After a rough calculation, if you can refine and absorb all these 7,000 strands of internal energy, even if you can't reach the level of Li Yuanshan, it shouldn't be far behind, right?
Although Chen Muyu is not sure about Li Yuanshan's identity, he should be considered a master-level figure. After all, Shao'e Mountain is also one of the four famous Buddhist and Taoist mountains in the country. With such a great reputation, Li Yuanshan's strength cannot be considered low.
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In the morning, Qin Hong called and asked Chen Muyu to go to Wenshu Monastery in the city center to find an old man.
On the phone, Qin Hong just said that the old man was his junior brother and sent him his phone number shortly.
The subway is direct, and it still took more than an hour to get there from Luhu.
In the city center and the First Ring Road, most of the buildings are old and shabby. Now that the development focus of the provincial capital has moved southward, there is very little demolition and construction in the city center. Especially in the North Gate area, the development has obviously not kept up.
Rhythmic.
Wenshu Monastery is a scenic spot, and the second phase of the scenic spot project is in full swing. After coming out of the subway, both sides of the road were surrounded, and the sound of various machines rumbling could be heard from inside.
Today is the weekend, and there seems to be some activities in the scenic area, including Hanfu activities.
When I first came here, I saw many handsome men and women wearing Hanfu on the subway. At that time, I thought that everyone's dressing style had changed since I hadn't been to the provincial capital for a long time.
After getting out of the subway, I discovered that there were more people wearing Hanfu, coming and going, which was very eye-catching.
"Brother Yu, please make a call."
Wu Xiaobao transformed into a little follower of Chen Muyu. He had grown up in the provincial capital since he was a child. He knew the provincial capital very well, but there were so many people in this scenic spot that it was dazzling. Where to find people.
Along the way, I met a few old men and women who took the initiative to strike up a conversation, but they were either asking for directions, or they were pulling you to read your fortune.
There are many people, so it's a bit chaotic.
He took out his cell phone and looked at it. Qin Hong had just sent his phone number.
This old man's work efficiency is quite impressive.
Dial the number.
"Huh?"
Chen Muyu was stunned for a moment, why was his name displayed?
"money?"
Is this number in my address book? Is it someone I know?
There was only the word "money" in the note, and there were many numbers in the address book. This number was a bit unfamiliar, and Chen Muyu couldn't remember who it was for a moment.
"Hey, Master Xiao Chen?"
After two beeps, the person on the other side answered the call. An old and slightly surprised voice came from the phone.
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In a small teahouse on the street, an old man wearing a gray gown was drinking morning tea and eating xiaolongbao.
Today there is a Hanfu show at Wenshu Monastery, and the old man's outfit doesn't look out of place at all.
"I'll go, the junior brother that the old man mentioned is you?"
Seeing this old man, Chen Muyu originally had some expectations, but now they turned into an accident.
But he knew who this person was. It was Qian Jueming and Master Qian whom he had met in Funer Town before.
"Hahaha!"
Qian Jueming was also very surprised. He stood up quickly and kept laughing, "I thought the wind was blowing by mistake today. Master Xiao Chen called me. Hahaha. It turns out that the grandson that my senior brother was talking about was.
Is it you? This is such a fate!"
Why does this sound like a curse?
Chen Muyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He sat down opposite Qian Jueming and said, "After working on it for a long time, you are also from Shao'eshan?"
Qian Jueming hadn't stopped laughing yet. He stroked his beard and sat down. He was served two more cups of tea and two drawers of steamed buns. "Qin Laosan and I went out together, with the same master. This Qin Laosan, uh
No, your grandfather is the third oldest and I am the sixth, so according to seniority, you have to call me Grandpa Six."
Chen Muyu looked embarrassed. Why do these old men love to take advantage of each other so much? How dare they go out for a spin by themselves, and they have another grandpa?
"Grandpa Six, are you an expert from the Shao'e sect?"
Next to him, Wu Xiaobao's eyes were already shining, and he didn't feel embarrassed, so he screamed first.
"I'm not considered a master, I'm just making a living."
Qian Jueming waved his hand modestly, his eyes falling on Wu Xiaobao, as if he was asking about the other party's identity.
Wu Xiaobao quickly introduced himself, saying that he was Chen Muyu's younger brother. Qian Jueming was a bit disdainful, but when he said he was the young boss of Jiale Group, Qian Jueming's attitude immediately changed 180 degrees, and he quickly asked people to come back.
A cage of meat buns was served to Wu Xiaobao.
This old man is also a snobbery. This surname is really not wrong.
"Mr. Qian, we still have business today..."
It was almost ten o'clock for this morning tea. The appointment on the Songshan tour was at ten-thirty, and he was about to be late. Where could Qian Jueming linger, dawdling, chatting enthusiastically with Wu Xiaobao?
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"What kind of business is that?"
Qian Jueming waved his hand, with an indifferent look on his face, "What happened this time was that they invited us, not that we invited them and asked them to wait. If they can't wait, forget it. We can make an appointment later."
Yesterday, he was happy in his hometown, but he was harassed by Qin Hong's phone calls repeatedly and had to come to the provincial capital. To be honest, Qian Jueming didn't want to have anything to do with the people in Qingshen Mountain, he just wanted to be honest.
After spending the rest of my life in the countryside, it is best to stay away from any grudges or vendettas.
It's the same truth. If you invite us here, then we are the masters. If we don't be late for a while, how can we show our greatness? Thinking of this, Chen Muyu felt at ease and rubbed his stomach to eliminate food.
"The guy surnamed You will definitely make things difficult in a while, but we don't need to be afraid. If it goes in the left ear and comes out the right ear, just think he is farting."
Qian Jueming began to give instructions to Chen Muyu, "The news from the You family is that there will be a martial arts competition, and the one who will compete is most likely the eldest grandson of You Songshan, You Sifang."
"Travel around?"
Chen Muyu raised his eyebrows slightly, "Is it very powerful?"
"I don't know much about him. I heard that he has good qualifications. He was sent to Laojun Temple in Qingshen Mountain since he was a child and was educated by Mo Zaiyan himself. He should be considered a leader among the younger generation!" Qian Jueming said in a serious tone.
