After dawn, Xiao Jiang ate a blood bodhi for Tong Min, who had already reached the ninth level of qi training after the combined cultivation of yin and yang. With the continuous combined cultivation, Tong Min had already reached the middle stage of Xiantian, but with her
Judging from her martial arts training, her combat effectiveness is not as good as some veteran Qi practitioners at the peak of their abilities.
When Tong Min fainted again, Xiao Jiang paid hundreds of millions of dollars to get up, wash up and go downstairs. During this period, he had nothing to do. He seemed to have nothing to do except practice every day. He saw things like going to Sakura Country to torment.
It doesn't matter if you come.
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Two months have passed in a flash, and the surface of Magic City is still so calm. However, the development of Xiao's Group has reached a high-speed period, with various three-dimensional equipment being fully rolled out, and various technological products being put into the market. Xiao's assets have been evaluated.
It has reached more than 200 billion and is still increasing in value crazily.
Such a big piece of fat, but no one dares to touch it, because the higher-ups have spoken, and anyone who dares to touch it is hostile to the higher-ups. Unfortunately, no one knows why the higher-ups have to do their best to protect such a group.
A powerful existence that destroyed the Sakura Kingdom in just a few minutes. It's not like the lard blinded by it will know what to do. If any sect of any aristocratic family offends Xiao Jiang, they are all idiots looking for death.
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"Jiejie..."
In a very luxurious room in the magic city, the ground was covered with dried corpses. Judging from the clothes of these corpses, they were young men.
Weird laughter came from the pile of corpses. After a while, a man who looked like a dead tree stood up from it. He shook his creaking neck, opened his mouth and shouted in a hoarse voice:
"Qianqiu, come in."
As the door made of alloy opened, Murong Qianqiu walked into the room with a cold face, glanced at the pile of mummies on the cashmere carpet, and saluted the haggard man:
"Grandpa, I will deal with these things right away. The third batch of people will be delivered tomorrow. They are all shipped from far away."
The withered man nodded slightly and said in a rustling voice:
"With three more batches, I will be able to recover half of my strength. By then, this world will belong to our Murong family. Hahaha, if you work hard, you will be the queen in the future."
"Yes, thank you, great grandpa."
A smile appeared on Murong Qianqiu's face, and then he dragged thirteen mummies out of the room. After a while, the whole room was cleaned up. The haggard old man walked to the big sandalwood bed and sat down. He flicked his right hand in front of him.
His index finger instantly grew larger and doubled in length, and a light golden finger force passed through a space of nearly eight meters and touched on a bronze tripod.
"Pfft."
The copper cauldron with an inch-thick wall was pierced. The withered old man touched the few sparse beards on his chin, shook his head and whispered:
"It seems that if you want to restore your youth, you have to use your closest relatives..."
In a large villa on the outskirts of the magical city, Murong Qianqiu pulled the corpses into the back garden, poured corpse powder on them, and watched as the pile of corpses turned into a puddle of mud. She seemed to be concerned about the stench that had spread.
Feeling nothing, she looked back at the villa. She jumped over the wall and flew into a coastal reef like a ghost.
A woman covered in black walked out of a crevice in the reef. When she saw Murong Qianqiu, who had an ice-like face, the woman sighed and said:
"Then what level has Lao Immortal reached by practicing Changchun Gong?"
"In the early days of the Golden Elixir, the Murong family has helped him catch dozens of gangsters to use as furnace cauldrons these days. It seems to be very fast. Mom, can Murong Cheng really practice the Growth Spring Kung Fu?"
"There is no key secret method on the last page. He actually used the Blood Transformation Demon Technique instead of the blood training method. He may be able to practice to the eighth level. However, according to my speculation, the higher his cultivation level, the greater the backlash. Maybe you have a chance.
Get those two jade pendants so that you can be qualified to compete with all the major forces for the Immortal Burial of the Emperor."
"Mom, but I clearly feel that Murong Cheng has an unknown meaning when he looks at me. Did he realize that something is wrong with me?"
"Impossible, he can't even leave the secret room until the eighth floor of blood training. As for your uncle, he only knows that he needs the blood of living people to help him catch people.
In their hearts, I have long been dead, so they will not suspect you. If you read it right, if this old immortal guy has a crooked idea for you, it must be related to his cultivation."
"Then... what should I do? He is in the middle stage of Golden Core, and he can kill me with just one look."
The woman touched her forehead and turned around and said:
"If you want to get the jade pendant, you must enter Langhuan Pavilion. To enter Langhuan Pavilion, you must have the Golden Sword of the Family Master. However, the golden sword is with Murong Yuanding. He is at the peak of his innate cultivation. If you and I join forces, it is far from his.
The only thing our opponents are looking forward to is that the Soul Transferring Technique can control the old immortal, otherwise we have no chance."
Murong Qianqiu frowned slightly and said:
"The old immortal has bad intentions for me now. It will probably be very difficult to use the Soul Transferring Technique when he breaks through. If we can find an innate peak powerhouse to control him and let him haunt Murong Yuanding, we may not have to do that.
It takes a lot of effort.”
"Who is the candidate? Murong Yuanshan or someone else?"
"I know there is a person whose strength must be at the peak of his innate ability. This person is actually able to make a direct sister of the Murong family his woman, and no one in the Tong family has even said a word about it.
This person founded the Xiao Group at a young age, and has a group of beautiful wives, many of whom are warriors. I have seen this person with my own eyes, and I can’t tell the depth of his cultivation, but he is definitely not lower than the peak of Xiantian or even the early stage of the Golden Core."
Murong Qianqiu's idea is all about Xiao Jiang. She is really not afraid of death. When she speaks, there is a hint of arrogance and confidence in her eyes. As long as her soul-moving technique is used, she will become her puppet. In her heart
She couldn't help but imagine that Xiao Jiang, who was so cold towards her, became her puppet.
The shadow woman whispered:
"Qianqiu, don't act rashly. The higher-ups have spoken and no one is allowed to touch the Xiao family, otherwise the nine clans will be executed. It shows that Xiao Jiang is more important than the top aristocratic family in the eyes of the higher-ups.
It's good to control the strong, but you must never let yourself fall into crisis. Maybe Murong Yuanshan is a good target. If it weren't for his involvement, how could your father die tragically in the Million Mountains? And I wouldn't be able to get caught in Miaojiang.
The poisonous poison spread all over the body.
We have been secretly preparing for these years, and we must not fall short, but why do you want to take action against Xiao Jiang?"
The woman in the shadow was a little curious, and Murong Qianqiu's face turned red. In her mind, she remembered Xiao Jiang's disregard when he looked at her, and his tone of saying that the Murong family was a bastard, as if she was nothing in front of Xiao Jiang.
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Murong Qianqiu lost her parents when she was young, and was constantly insulted by her cousins in the family. Without the protection of her parents, her life was not good, until she opened the trap tomb and used the water of the Snow River to suppress her mother Ximen Qiao
She was poisoned by poison, and with the help of her mother, her cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, and she finally found a place in the Murong family.
