Obviously, it was Qingheng who informed the Huaxia high-level. This must have been a decision that had been made for a long time.

He is just an ordinary student, and at first glance he is still a cultural person who studies literature, where can it have anything to do with fighting, killing, and killing?

And Huaxia also hopes that Jiang Ming is just a literati on the surface, a weak scholar who has some right to speak but no real strength.

Ordinary people don't know Jiang Ming's identity behind his back, but they just need to know.

After thinking about it, only the identity of the director of this hospital is good.

He has a relationship with Huaxia Medical, and the military doctor has no actual military rank, let alone an honorary dean?

Jiang Ming understood what Qing Heng meant, once they reached their current cultivation level, many martial artists looked down on the country's honor and disgrace.

After all, they may live longer.

Just like Guo Tongtian on the Arctic ice field, he is a strong martial saint cultivator, and he can directly change his nationality because of the dispute with Lin Tai'an. This group of people doesn't care about that.

The above meaning is estimated to still hope that he remembers a point, he is at least a character from the Huaxia Continent. Don't go to certain countries......

Jiang Ming smiled and nodded: "Thank you, thank you." ”

Jiang Ming stretched out his hand and took the letter of appointment handed over by Qing Heng.

Although Jiang Ping's husband and wife are now cultivating and forcibly pulled to the grandmaster by Jiang Ming's demon pill, they are still the mentality of ordinary people. Medical care is more closely related to their lives, and the two husbands and wives are happy.

Jiang Ping laughed even more: "I didn't expect my son to become the director of the hospital." Our Jiang family ancestor is really smoking. ”

The people around immediately complimented, and the atmosphere was exceptionally harmonious for a while.

He Cuixiang is no longer the rural woman she was at the beginning, she is already beautiful and is He Jianfeng's heart, and the elixir in recent years has made He Cuixiang like a fairy. She walked out and said to Qingheng: "This ...... Come in and sit on Chinese New Year's Eve. ”

He Cuixiang didn't know what to call him.

The sweat on Qing Heng's forehead came down, and he said again and again: "You can call me by my name, my name is Qing Heng." ”

This is the mother of a disciple of the Immortal Sect, and he doesn't dare to pretend to be forced in front of her.

Qingheng glanced at Jiang Ming, and it was difficult to shirk it, so he had to sit down and eat the New Year's dinner.

Qing Heng didn't know how long it had been since he had eaten in the world, he had already entered the valley when he entered the earth immortal.

Qing Heng glanced at Jiang Ming, he was sitting and eating like an ordinary person.

"Why are you looking at me?" Jiang Ming asked with an eyebrow.

Qing Heng said again and again: "The juniors don't dare." ”

After Jiang Ming left from Yuncui Pavilion, Qing Heng hurriedly inquired about the records of the major events of the sect that were not left in the mortal world.

It shows that as long as the entry code of the Spirit Realm Sect is in the top two hundred, they all have an identity in the Immortal Sect, and the hall master, Dharma protector, and even the elder are all possible......

Qingheng came this time to send Jiang Ming this letter of appointment to the honorary dean, and he left Jianghai City after the reunion dinner.

This year's Chinese New Year's Eve was finally spent peacefully in the sound of firecrackers at twelve o'clock, and Jiang Yun's little girl even joked that this was the most peaceful Chinese New Year's Eve in recent years.

Her brother honestly didn't run around at home for the New Year.

After Chinese New Year's Eve, it was the New Year's greetings of various families, but Jiang Ming closed his door, either entering the painting axis space to practice or reading books.

The Jiang family obviously felt that Jiang Ming was preparing something.

Xiao Heng is guarding the New Year in Dongxian Mountain alone, and he has already sent a message that the sealed ghost gate has been loosened, and there seems to be a ghost overflow, but he has disposed of it all.

I'm afraid that it will not be too far from the reopening of the ghost gate, and the Lord of the Netherworld will not be too far away.

Xiao Heng asserted that at the latest, in the middle of July this year, the ghost gate will definitely be opened, and the Sen Luo Ghost King will enter the mortal world again and stir up the storm!

Jiang Ming had a sense of crisis, so he generally only cultivated the Yuan Holy Spirit Axis in the painting scroll space.

After Jiang Ming had already entered the Earth Immortal, the aura of the painting scroll space was gradually not enough for him to cultivate, and he had been practicing in it for several days, but he had not made the slightest breakthrough.

Jiang Ming opened his eyes a little helplessly, after entering the Earth Immortal, it was very rare for him to use a large amount of spiritual energy to consolidate the foundation of the Earth Immortal. After entering the Earth Immortal, the demand for spiritual energy was far greater than that of the previous Martial Saint cultivators.

The Earth Spirit Realm has been depleted, where did he come to cultivate?

When he opened his eyes, he saw Bai Ling'er riding on the three-headed dog of hell, running around in the space with the wild dog that had taken off the leash.

Bai Ling'er shouted: "Jiang Ming, the aura of the earth is not enough, you can enter the earth immortal is already your talent." Dead dog, run slower......"

Jiang Ming watched the heartless Bai Ling'er play wantonly, and his heart was slightly irritable.

Suddenly, he thought of something, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes: "It will take at least twenty years, nearly a hundred years, for the aura of the earth to rise back now by relying on the Tree of Life. You can't count on the aura of the earth, what about the earth's?"

Jiang Ming took out a few pieces of special materials that Qing Heng had given him from his pocket.

Those few pieces of special material are almost transparent in the sunlight and free of any impurities.

Jiang Ming's right hand was raised, and a white rainbow of his index finger shot on the special material.

The material shook a bit, leaving only a few traces.

Jiang Ming was slightly surprised in his heart, although his strength just now was only thirty percent, but this thirty percent of his strength had no problem cutting down a small mountain, and he only left a scratch on it......

A smile flashed in Jiang Ming's eyes as deep as stars. He picked up his things and got up.

Bai Ling'er, who was riding a three-headed dog from hell and playing wildly, asked strangely, "Jiang Ming, aren't you continuing to cultivate?"

Jiang Ming said lazily: "Don't practice." ”

Bai Ling'er laughed: "Have you already accepted your fate? It's not bad for you to be able to enter the Earth Immortal on Earth." ”

Jiang Ming snorted lightly: "Accept my fate? When I return from rebirth, I don't have the word fate!"

Jiang Ming went out of the painting scroll space and soon contacted McGall who was far away in Europe.

"Oh Mr. Jiang, first of all, I wish you a happy Spring Festival. What? Do you want to go to the United States for a book signing meeting next?" McGur was surprised.

Jiang Ming held book signing sessions in European countries during the summer vacation, but it was suspended for a long time because of the legendary new Chinese virus.

Jiang Ming sighed: "I heard that many readers in the United States like my "Uncle Tom's Cabin", of course I want to go to the book signing party." The global book signing will be called the whole world without the United States!"

McGalley: "......" seems to make sense.

McGur didn't care if Jiang Ming had other plans, he said happily: "This is really great, the company will immediately publicize it." ”

Jiang Ming was satisfied.

If you only talk about the popularity of the country, then the United States is the place with the highest popularity.

Both books have exploded on the sales charts in the United States, especially "Uncle Tom", and I heard that Marcus's "Spider-Man" has caused a frenzy in the United States, and the followers have hidden in countless places, and it is a country where Jiang Ming has the largest fan base in foreign countries.

Jiang Ming hung up the phone and came out of the room, Jiang Yun was surprised: "Brother, you came out? I thought you wouldn't come out." By the way, in the past few days, there have been a lot of your former classmates, as well as the wealthy businessman of Yellow Crane on Hong Kong Island from before, who have come a few times. ”

Jiang Yun was a little angry: "That Huang He is simply sick, and after coming a few times and being rejected, I heard that he went to find Yiyi's sister-in-law again, hoping that she would blow you a pillow and sell our house." ”

Jiang Ming's brows furrowed slightly, he didn't like Huang He, but he didn't care.

He smiled and said, "I haven't seen my old classmate for a long time, I'll go meet him." ”

At this time, it was the Spring Festival, and many of the high school classmates of that year were in Jianghai City.

As soon as they heard that Jiang Ming had come out of the house, they all shouted for Jiang Ming's prize package hotel to entertain everyone and let everyone get together.

Jiang Ming didn't care about this money, and immediately chartered the best five-star hotel in Jianghai City, Oriental Food Yun. This hotel is still the cold family of the capital.

As soon as Jiang Ming walked in, he saw his former high school classmates and alumni rushing up.

He Guofei shouted: "Brother Ming, ask for an autograph! Your signature has been sold for tens of thousands of yuan on the black market!"

"Jiang Xueshen, ask for a group photo, I can blow it for a lifetime. ”

"Jiang Xueshen, please pretend to be a cheat. I heard that our Jianghai No. 1 Middle School wants to build a statue for you!

Everyone surrounded Jiang Ming, and a young man snorted coldly: "Jiang Dacai, it's amazing, they are all Nobel Prize winners." ”

Jiang Ming fixed his eyes and saw that this person was none other than Tan Peng, a talented man who was in love with cold as frost back then.

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