Although Jiang He has repaired his Dantian, his cultivation level has not yet been restored.
Let the Big Mouth Beast protect the law at the door, and Jiang He began to retreat in the room to recover his cultivation.
This retreat lasts for a week.
A week later, Jiang He opened his eyes and let out a sigh of relief.
At this time, Jiang He's cultivation has reached the sixth level of the Golden Core stage!
That's right, Jiang He's cultivation level has not declined, but has improved even further!
That's because the cultivation level of Jiang He's cultivator can no longer be restored and has become one with Jiang He's spiritual power.
Although he has lost his identity as a cultivator, Jiang He doesn't care because his strength as an immortal cultivator is much stronger than that of a cultivator!
After recovering his cultivation, Jiang He began to plan to return to China to prepare his revenge plan!
Kill Long Wu! Take back everything that belongs to you!
Taking out his cell phone, Jiang He glanced at it and found that there were many missed calls on his cell phone.
I found out that these calls were all from Dirang.
And Di Rang was the nobleman from the Hong Kingdom who Jiang He had treated at the door of the Chinese Medicine Hall.
Why did he call him? Jiang He immediately called him back.
Soon after, Dirang's call was answered, and Dirang's surprised voice came: "Oh my god, you finally answered the phone! Master Jiang!"
Jiang He asked, "Are you okay?"
"Master Jiang! Of course there's something going on! And it's a big deal! Today there will be a treasure appraisal conference among several of our nobles in Hongcheng! Master, you can draw magic talismans, and I'm afraid you must have some insights into the appraisal of magic weapons! I
I would like to invite Master Jiang to come on stage and help me identify the magic weapon!"
Hearing this, Jiang He frowned: "Sorry, I'm not free. I'm going back to China."
After saying that, Jiang He was ready to hang up the phone.
Hearing this, Di Rang became anxious and said quickly: "Master Jiang! I will never let you go in vain! I can pay for it! No! I can produce spiritual stones! As long as you want it, I have it all here.
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As soon as these words came out, Jiang He suddenly became interested: "Is there a century-old snow lotus?"
Di Rang was stunned for a moment, and then immediately replied: "Yes! Our Hong country is a big pharmaceutical country! Of course we have century-old snow lotus! How much do you want?"
"Three hundred and fifty."
Jiang He replied.
"No problem! Leave it to me! I can find you five hundred plants!"
Jiang He's eyes lit up. Five hundred hundred-year-old snow lotuses, plus the ones he owned, were enough to go back and pay for business. Jiang He immediately agreed: "Well, you can send a car to pick me up, and I will go with you!"
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"Okay! I'll leave now!" Dirang hung up the phone very excitedly.
About half an hour later, Dirang's Mercedes-Benz Maybach drove out the door, and Jiang He also walked out of Anjia. Dirang personally opened the door for Jiang He and welcomed Jiang He into the car.
"Master Jiang! I'm so excited that you can take action!" Dirang rubbed his hands excitedly in the back seat.