The half-saint is either a Chinese cabbage or an old monster. Wang Tiangang, who is far away on Tianyu Island, is standing blankly in the middle of the study room with a satellite phone in his hand. There is also a broken blue and white porcelain tea cup at his feet. Next to him is a child with white hair and a young face.
Jun finally returned to the old man, and his pregnant wife was silent. Everyone stood still in silence with a tacit understanding.
A weak male voice came from the microphone: "Master, I don't know what the semi-sacred realm is, but a few days ago I felt the inner alchemy snapping. It seemed to have reached a critical point. Maybe as long as I go further
If you charge forward, you will be able to break through the realm, so you should be about 50% sure."
"Monster!" A trembling mixed sound came from the microphone, startling Xu Qing. He suspected that he was hallucinating. He heard at least three voices just now.
"Master, is there anyone else by your side?" Xu Qing frowned and asked in a low voice. It would be fine if the master called him a monster or something like that. It would be harsh if others called him that.
Wang Tiangang pondered for a moment and said: "It's your master's wife and Mr. Jun. The three of us plus the little junior brother in your master's belly all agree that your boy is a monster, a monster that has not been seen in thousands of years in the ancient martial arts world. What's wrong? Are you not convinced?"
Xu Qing grinned. Those who called him evil were all elders. Even the baby in the wife's belly was an equal. Can you refuse? At this moment, Wang Tiangang said: "Mr. Jun asked you to go to the nearest military hospital now and show your
Take an X-ray of the ID. If the inner alchemy changes into a human form, the day of breaking through is not far away."
Mr. Jun himself has not broken through to the Half-Saint realm, but he has a Half-Saint brother, Gada Meilin, who understands the Semi-Saint realm warriors far better than Xu Qing. The so-called authorities are confused and the onlookers are clear. This is often the case.
Xu Qing now wants to use the clairvoyant eyes to break through to the semi-holy realm, but he has neglected to use the clairvoyant eyes to observe the changes in the inner elixir. The two holy realm elixirs he obtained before are almost human-like, but the clarity of the facial features and limbs are different.
It's just the same, the inner elixir of a semi-sacred ancient warrior will also have some outlines.
Thinking of this, Xu Qing immediately scanned the inner elixir with his clairvoyant eyes. He was pleasantly surprised to find that the original oval inner elixir had more than doubled in size and had become a gourd shape. Just inside the gourd-shaped inner elixir
You can see obvious bumps and convexities in the upper part of the body, which seems to be the vague outline of the facial features...
"Hey! Hey! Are you listening, brat?" Wang Tiangang on the other end of the phone seemed a little anxious and called twice. Only then did Xu Qing recover from the surprise and whispered: "Master, actually
I can see the changes in the inner alchemy, it has become a gourd shape, and has some of the changes in human form that Mr. Jun said."
The other end of the phone fell into silence again. About five minutes later, Wang Tiangang's voice came again: "Bad boy, Mr. Jun asked you to break the situation with peace of mind. He has a way to protect you for half a month. Okay, this is my last gift from my teacher."
Just tell me, everything is destined, don’t force it!”
After hanging up the phone, Xu Qing put the phone away and looked up at the pale golden autumn sun in the sky. His chaotic mind gradually calmed down. He looked at the Qilian Mountains in the distance, and the mist-shrouded snow-capped peaks were not far away.
Separated by the sea, there is a remote fishing village far west of the island country of Hokkaido. The people here still live a life of fishing from sunrise to sundown. The village is not big, with only about thirty households. The men take wooden boats in the early morning.
The fishing boats went out to sea to catch fish, leaving only some women and children working lazily on the shore weaving nets.
This is one of the only two remaining original ecological fishing villages in the island country. There are no modern fishing equipment, not even electric lights, and even the roads in and out are extremely difficult. However, it is not isolated from the world, and there are tourists with profound backgrounds all year round.
Come here to stay for a few days, taste the purest sashimi and seafood in Hokkaido, and sleep with the dark-skinned village women and girls.
Humans are inherently contradictory individuals, and they are also animals that are most keen on pursuing novelty and excitement. Just like some dignitaries who are used to sleeping with big and small celebrities and like to sleep with village girls and rough women, people who are used to eating big fish and meat often feel that
Tasting the most seasonal and original seafood is a great pleasure.
This original ecological small fishing village has two ridiculous names, Sleeping Woman Village and Red Lantern Village. Every night, 30 households in the village have old-fashioned red lanterns hung at the entrances of their wooden buildings, either one or two at most.
There were actually three or five red lanterns hanging on it.
Anyone who is familiar with this place knows that the number of red lanterns hanging at the door of the building can directly represent the number of women in the family. Moreover, the village women, village girls and even village girls here have a price to sleep with. There was once an outstanding woman here.
Man, the king of male actors who is popular throughout Southeast Asia, Hibino Kahiko.
Although this celebrity who made the whole village proud was infected with AIDS, his spirit still lives on in the small fishing village. The men who go fishing in the early morning will smile as soon as the guests get off their women.
Serve the most delicious sliced abalone and sea cucumber to the guests as a tonic, say with sincerity, thank you for your hard work, and then accept a generous tip.
I have to say that this is a very original village. Each household’s financial income is enough to buy the most luxurious villa in the capital. However, they retain the original ecology and red lanterns. Many women still hang red lanterns in their rooms.
I am looking at photos of Hibino Kahiko, because when I look at his photos while sleeping, I can feel a different kind of joy, itchy and happy.
Today, a very handsome and rich young guest came to the village chief Hibino Kametaro's house. He was wearing a brand-name suit. He had a gold labor ring on the wrist carrying his suitcase, and a flat platinum necklace hanging around his neck. Look at how thick it is.
It weighs at least half a kilogram, and the most special thing is that there is a long sword hanging on his waist, an authentic samurai sword.
Customers wearing swords and ancient bat shirts are not uncommon in Sleeping Woman Village. It can be said to be very common. There is a stall specializing in renting ancient costumes at the entrance of the village. What you can enjoy here is the original environment. As long as you have money in your pocket, you can even buy it at the entrance of the village.
I will give you a sky-high braid and a haircut like that of the ancient ronin warriors. Of course, enjoying the original ecology is very expensive.
This handsome and wealthy young guest was Tang Guobin. It took him a lot of effort to find this fishing village. Naturally, his purpose of coming was not for the sleeping woman, because he was sure that the damn Batto-ryu novella was hidden there.
This is still the village chief's house.
Before Tang Guobin entered the wooden building, he saw three red lanterns hanging at the door, two large and one small. The candles inside the two large ones were extinguished, leaving only a small light like a will-o'-widow, which flickered leisurely and made people feel upset.
, I bravely walked forward and knocked on the door. The heavy door was actually ajar. When I opened the door and walked in, I could immediately hear a familiar melancholy sound, one library after another, Ya Zhudie...