At ten o'clock in the evening, a luxury car parked in front of the manor purchased by Chu Tianxiong in Heini Town. A big red carpet stretched from the manor to the luxury car outside the door.
Two rows of tall reception ladies wearing bright red cheongsam stood respectfully on both sides with their hands on their smooth lower abdomens.
A festive atmosphere.
"Mr. Qin, please!"
The old licking dog bent over with a flattering smile on his face.
Although he gave all the profits he won from this underground boxing match to Qin Fan, instead of feeling reluctant to give it up, his heart was as sweet as honey.
Anyone who hugs such a thick leg will dream and wake up laughing.
Qin Fan walked slowly on the red carpet with his hands behind his back, his young face showing a calm indifference that was very inconsistent with his age.
The age of seventeen or eighteen is the age when he is full of energy and youthfulness. However, when that kind of calm indifference appears on his face, it makes people feel that there is no incongruity at all.
When he was five meters away from the Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle, the bodyguard in a black suit opened the door for him in a standard gesture.
When he walked to the car door and was about to get in, he suddenly paused and looked to the left side of the manor.
There is an evergreen tree there, its wrinkled bark resembles the face of a dying old woman who has experienced the vicissitudes of time.
A gust of wind blew the leaves, rustling, and raised a red skirt.
Zhao Ji stood there awkwardly, with red and swollen eyes, looking at Qin Fan with resentment.
She thought about going back and kneeling in front of Chu Tianxiong to apologize and admit her mistake, and beg Qin Fan for forgiveness.
However, she is a smart woman. Perhaps Chu Tianxiong thinks that her beauty is still valuable and may forgive her.
However, she knew very well that if she missed a strong man like Qin Fan, it would be a lifetime of fate.
If she really wanted to kowtow in front of Qin Fan and admit her mistake and ask for forgiveness, she would lose even her last dignity.
Chu Tianxiong glanced at Zhao Ji, with a sneer on his face: "Huh, this woman has always thought she was smart, but now she is mistaken for being smart."
"Those who live on the outside don't deserve sympathy!"
Qin Fan took one look and then looked away and got into the car.
He is not a philistine who hates Zhao Ji, because most ordinary women would have the same choice as her.
For him, Zhao Ji is just a passing guest in his life.
How could Qin Fan care about the joys and sorrows of a passer-by and what he had done?
Long years, three thousand years in the Immortal Realm, enough time for human beings on earth to move from the Bronze Age to the technological era of conquering the stars and the sea.
Such a passer-by, like a crucian carp crossing a river, may have a temporary interaction, but Qin Fan will not pay too much attention to him in the end.
Watching the motorcade drive away in a mighty manner, Zhao Ji slowly clasped her jade hands.
She really wanted to find a job, slowly earn money to buy a house, and then find a rich man to marry.
However, she suddenly discovered that her original dream was so boring.
Once upon a time, there was no water in the sea, but nothing but clouds except Wushan.
Qin Fan was like God opening a window to a new world for her, allowing her to see the beautiful and infinite scenery of the new world.
But before she could react, the window was closed inadvertently.
But she can never go back.
Zhao Ji left in despair, her eyes gradually became firm...
After returning to Dongzhou, Qin Fan refused Chu Tianxiong's thank you banquet and returned to Yundingshan Villa.
He stood on the rooftop of the villa, looking at the sparkling lake below, frowning and thinking.
By killing the Decepticons, he discovered that a warrior's strength would be greatly enhanced as his level increased.
In other words, even he cannot underestimate the strength of Master Huajing.
So, what about the power above the realm of transformation?
Although he has not met it, he believes that it must exist.
Therefore, he must improve his cultivation as soon as possible.
But the current lack of training materials made him troubled.
On this planet where technology is king, if you look for cultivation materials on your own, you will undoubtedly be looking for a needle in a haystack.
Even if there were, I'm afraid it would have been completely destroyed by war and man-made efforts.
"It seems it's time to go to Panlong Mountain for a walk."
Although it was a bit risky to go at this time, other than that, he really didn't know where to look for opportunities to practice.
At this moment, Qin Fan suddenly thought of Qin Shou.
I don’t know how his cultivation is going?
If you want to go to Panlong Mountain, you can't do it without Qin Shou leading the way.
Qin Fan suddenly felt a little guilty, wondering if he was a little too irresponsible towards this cheap apprentice.
After practicing all night, Qin Fan searched his memory the next day and found the community where Qin Shou was.
Ever since Qin Fan gave him the new technique, the old Taoist no longer tried to revitalize the street stall economy.
During these days, he practiced non-stop day and night.
Just because Qin Fan said: You are not qualified to be my disciple now. After seeing your cultivation talent, I will consider whether to accept you as my disciple.
While he was practicing, he was waiting for Qin Fan to come again to test his cultivation talent.
However, he was afraid of Qin Fan's arrival. What if his progress failed to satisfy Qin Fan?
Qin Laodao was in such uneasy pain and happiness.
Finally, there was a knock on the door.
Qin Shou's whole body was shaken, and a burst of true energy almost rushed from Ren Du's two veins to his buttocks.
puff!
He farted in embarrassment and hurried to open the door.
Qin Fan stood at the door, his face as indifferent as ever.
"Disciple Qin Shou, meet the master!"
Qin Fan may refuse to accept him, but Qin Shou cannot be rude, and he must worship him as he should. Since he has decided to be a dog licker, he is the natural enemy of the dog licker because of his sense of shame.
Qin Fan nodded and looked at his cheap apprentice.
After not seeing him for a few days, he noticed that Qin Shou looked a little haggard.
Ordinarily it shouldn’t be!
He is very confident in the cultivation techniques he adapted, and his cultivation speed is definitely a hundred times faster than the techniques in the martial arts world.
After Qin Shou practiced, not only his face was glowing and he looked young again, but at the very least he should be in high spirits!
But what does it mean to be like an eggplant beaten by frost?
When he sensed Qin Shou's cultivation, Qin Fan's expression suddenly changed.
"The peak of the inner realm!"
He couldn't help but exclaimed.
That's right, this old Taoist is already a master at the pinnacle of the inner realm!
Although I haven’t seen him for a while, strictly speaking, it’s only been about a month.
A month later, some warriors have not yet started.
Some warriors have been stuck outside for ten years.
But he went from being an ordinary person to cultivating directly to the pinnacle of the inner realm!
No wonder even Qin Fan was surprised!
If people in the martial arts world knew about it, this would definitely be a nuclear bomb-level explosion.
Qin Shou rubbed his red and swollen eyes and asked, "Master, do my cultivation talents qualify me to be your apprentice?"
Qin Fan calmed down and stared at the old man carefully for a while.
He didn't realize that the old Taoist possesses any unparalleled bloodline talent.
He probably understood why the old Taoist's cultivation level grew so fast.
This old Taoist traveled all over the country by himself, and was used to seeing the warmth and warmth of human beings, and his Taoist heart was honed to an extremely strong level.
His progress in practice is incredible, not because of his talent, but because of his accumulation.
He used decades of foundation to create the miracle of martial arts that reached the peak of his inner realm in one month.
Qin Fan nodded: "You are still not qualified to be a formal disciple, so I will accept you as a registered disciple for the time being!"
The disciples of the Arctic Sword Emperor are at least Hedao True Immortals.