Chapter 42: The cultivator's body is a liver

Somewhere in Shangjing, a man about twenty years old was alchemizing in a secret room, and not far from him, several men who were chained were already dying, their eyes sunken.

In the Dan furnace in front of him, there was a strange smell of medicine.

This person is Zhao Lingfeng's son Zhao Qing.

Boom!

The Dan furnace in front of him exploded without warning.

A few burnt pills flew out.

He reached out and grabbed it.

The originally somewhat heroic face suddenly became a little distorted!

"!"

He got up and shoved a few discarded pills into the mouths of several of the men in the cage.

There was coldness, cruelty, and irritability in his eyes.

After a while, there was a wail in the secret room!

"Almost, almost, I can become a four-rank Dan master!" Zhao Qing slammed his fist fiercely, "Stay until then...... When I return to the magic capital, I see what reason that woman has to refuse me, Zhu Weiwei, you will be mine sooner or later, and your Zhu family will no longer have the possibility of stopping me!!"

Knock knock!

There was a sudden knock on the door.

There was a hint of arrogance in Zhao Qing's eyes.

"Get in!"

The door was opened.

The first to enter the chamber was an elongated figure.

The expression on the arrogant Zhao Qing's face showed a huge contrast, with a respectful and fearful expression, and he knelt down: "Lord Menzun!"

"Alchemy failed?"

The elongated figure stopped outside the secret room, and the person did not enter, and the voice was as ugly as a jackdaw.

"Yes. ”

"You're still a little less talented after all. Menzun's voice was thick with mockery.

Zhao Qing hurriedly slammed his forehead on the ground, clanging, and in the depths of his eyes, there was a trace of imperceptible resentment, dissatisfaction and ambition.

Changying waved his hand: "Go back!"

Zhao Qing kowtowed again: "Please give me a chance!"

"Not that, I mean...... NMSL!”

Zhao Qing raised his head with a blank expression.

"Your mother is dead, your father is also dead, something happened to your Zhao family, there is an inconspicuous chess piece, out of my control!" The elongated figure walked in with dull footsteps, and with a squeeze of his hand, a magical crystal ball appeared in the secret room, and in the crystal ball, the scene of the magic capital vaguely appeared.

Zhao Qing looked at it.

The complexion has changed wildly!

"Who did it?"

"An ant, I forgot the name. Menzun walked in front of Zhao Qing, under the light of the crystal ball, revealing his appearance, the whole person was hidden in black clothes, only a pair of eyes showed a cold light, he raised his hand with black gloves, and suddenly pressed on the top of Zhao Qing's head.

For a moment, a disgusting bloody aura dispersed.

On the contrary, Zhao Qing made a look of enjoyment on his face.

The aura on his body increased little by little.

He knelt down again.

"Thank you, Lord Menzun, for your kindness!"

"Go back, it's only a trivial matter to pinch that ant to death, I have another task for you......"

A moment later.

Zhao Qing walked out of the secret room.

He laughed wildly.

Fists clucked.

"Lu Changsheng! It's you!"

……

Magic City.

Lu Changsheng rubbed his eyebrows, and his face showed a somewhat full and blank expression.

These days.

He spent a lot of energy to get back the assets that the Lu family had taken away from the Zhao family.

The recycling process is simple and crude.

There weren't even any twists and turns.

But when these assets came back to him, Lu Changsheng found that after he became rich overnight, he was endlessly empty.

Countless things are waiting for him to deal with.

But he's not good at it.

So, Lu Changsheng planned to talk to his daughter-in-law.

"What's the matter with me?"

Zhu Weiwei looked at this elegant cafΓ©.

The soothing music didn't ease her nerves.

Since Lu Changsheng said 'sleep together' that night, Zhu Weiwei returned to the original freezing point.

It can't melt the warmth.

Lu Changsheng drank a cup of coffee and said seriously: "I thought about it, you are my woman after all......"

As soon as she said this, Zhu Weiwei got up and was about to leave.

Lu Changsheng had a headache, took her arm with his hand, and a few strings of keys slipped onto Zhu Weiwei's wrist, "It's better to hand over the property management of the family to my wife!"

Zhu Weiwei, who was about to withdraw her hand, glanced at the key in her hand, and returned to her original seat without a trace, with an inexplicable smile on her face: "Really?"

Lu Changsheng: ......

Really.

How can there be a woman who does not love money?

What's more, it is a woman like Zhu Weiwei, who has cut off the road of transcendence since she was a child and devoted herself to wealth management.

Lu Changsheng spread his hands: "What are you lying to, one family, don't talk about two families." ”

Zhu Weiwei showed a amorous smile: "Hehe!"

"Hey, Zhu Weiwei, what kind of expression do you have. ”

Zhu Weiwei sneered: "I think you want to be a shopkeeper, you don't have business acumen, so you thought of me." ”

Lu Changsheng smiled, and inadvertently kneaded Zhu Weiwei's soft twing: "No, absolutely not, I just want to be honest between the two of us, right, you run the business, I control the account, and the division of labor is clear!"

"Think beautifully. ”

Zhu Weiwei withdrew her hand, got up and walked out.

Lu Changsheng hurriedly caught up.

"Do you agree?"

"Agree with you ghost, go back, tutor a little homework, she has made some progress recently, and her exam score broke double digits a few days ago. Zhu Weiwei got into the car, and the windows closed.

Through the glass, Lu Changsheng saw this girl counting the keys one by one, and a smile appeared on his face.

Lu Changsheng supported his forehead.

I always feel like I'm in this woman's trap.

Why did she count the keys with an expression.

It's like the parents of the previous life, who went to the sea and got thousands of dollars, hid in the quilt, turned over and counted dozens of times, and looked happy?

In a word.

Zhu Weiwei smiled.

It's not without the slightest gain.

Compared with falling into the small goal of 'earning 100 million a day' in the business sea, Lu Changsheng was more interested in the path of cultivation.

A few days of practice on hold.

I can finally be distracted.

Once again, when I came to the Transcendent Association, the treatment was completely different.

He first went to re-register the level of the Transcendent Badge and successfully upgraded to the first golden order.

In this regard, the eyes of the inspector Ji Ming were a little strange.

Lu Changsheng didn't bother to delve into this matter, so he came to the library of the Transcendent Association, first went to the most basic layer and 'swept' all the books in it again, and then came to the second floor of the library and swept the intermediate chapter into the brain.

I have to say.

The Society of the Transcendents has a huge collection of books.

There are nearly 100,000 copies in total.

This also reflects several problems from the side: first, the Transcendent Association has a very high degree of control over the resources of the transcendental, and second, the more books and the more interpretations, it means that the transcendent has more ambiguity in the process of cultivation.

However, this problem is not a matter for Lu Changsheng.

He has the intelligence of the brain to screen, compare, organize, and induct, and only need to collect enough samples!

The only problem is.

It's too much for the mind and eyes!

【The Transcendent Cultivation Manual is being completed...... At present, the overall completeness is 6%, the completeness of the basic chapter is 90%, and the completeness of the intermediate article is ......]

……

Outside the library.

Ji Ming, the inspection officer, came with his hands in his hands, looked at his watch, and asked the librarian: "That kid went in in the morning and didn't come out at noon?"

The librarian said respectfully, "No, Lord Inspector!"

Ji Ming smiled inexplicably: "What books have you read?"

"This ......"

The librarian was embarrassed.

Ji Ming: "Say!"

The librarian snapped: "He's read it all." ”

"Have you seen it all?" Ji Ming's hand shook slightly, "What is this kid doing?"

"Do you want to invite Lu Danshi out?"

"No, I don't. Ji Ming left with his hands in his hands, walked a few steps, turned around and said, "Don't forget to send a meal to that kid, it's a Dan master!"

"Yes!"

Late at night.

Most of the Transcendental Guild have left work.

The librarian leaned lazily on the table, looking sleepy.

I saw Ji Ming coming in a hurry.

The librarian hurriedly wiped his face and got up: "Your Excellency!"

Ji Ming glanced at the already cold rice on the table, took a few bites, and muttered, "Haven't come out yet?"

The librarian shook his head and said courteously, "I'll reheat a meal for you." ”

"No, the fire is burning your eyebrows, the Danshi Association in Shangjing has encountered a little trouble, you go and call it out...... Forget it, I'll go. ”

Ji Ming devoured it, blinked his eyes, put the cold rice into his stomach, and entered the library.