When Yang Qi went home in the morning, it was almost half past ten, Yang Qi had a little alcohol on his body, and there were 11,200 yuan in the bank card. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After signing a contract with Hengdian Satellite TV in the morning, he and Tan Fei went to the finance department to get the money, Zhai Chaowei raised his head and said that he wanted to celebrate, Tan Fei and Huang Tan agreed, Chen Ku did not object, Yang Qi saw that they were in high spirits, so he did not disappoint their interest.

It's just that it was still early, and the hotel restaurant basically hasn't opened yet, unless you go to the breakfast shop, it's really hard to find a place to eat and celebrate, or Zhai Chaowei proposed to go to KTV, you can sing and drink and eat, so a few people found a medium-sized KTV near the Hengdian Satellite TV building, and each of them sang a few songs, drank a few bottles of beer, and ate some gadgets such as candied melon seeds.

While the KTV was celebrating and relaxing, several people also discussed the next schedule.

Wu Jilin had already told them that the recording of "A Million New Voices" was once a week, which means that they still have six days to perform on stage next time, and at this time, they can take the college entrance examination and take time to practice the "Sailor" to be sung in the second game.

The rehearsal time has been agreed, and it is tentatively scheduled to practice in the practice room prepared for them by Wu Jilin of Hengdian Satellite TV after 1 p.m. every day.

In the first game, they got the first high score and made a good start, which made Tan Fei and Zhai Chaowei feel very excited, and they wanted to make persistent efforts to win the first place in the next game, and finally strive to win the championship and get the 1 million bonus.

When Tan Fei and the others talked about these with great interest, Yang Qi always listened more and said less, this is due to his personality, and in his heart he attaches far less importance to such a competition than Tan Fei and them, like yesterday when they got the first high score, Tan Fei and they were excited, but Yang Qi found that he was very calm in his heart and couldn't make waves.

Like today, when he received 11,200 yuan in the finance department of Hengdian Satellite TV, Tan Fei and they were all overjoyed when they only received 1,000 yuan, and Yang Qi received 10,000 yuan more than them, but he still didn't feel excited.

If it weren't for satisfying his parents' expectations for him to be admitted to college, Yang Qi would not be interested in such a competition at all.

Of course, now Yang Qi was already looking forward to the next game, and he wanted to know if the strange power of his eyebrows was obtained when he was singing on stage.

Regarding the trace of strange power in the center of his eyebrows, Yang Qi already had some guesses, and even he had another new speculation about his rebirth through this time.

In the era of the end of the law in the original world where Yang Qi lived, it had been a long, long time since anyone had successfully formed a golden pill and become an immortal, so no one knew what it was like when the Dan became a celestial calamity, Yang Qi didn't know, and his grandfather didn't know either.

Immortals, what the hell is it?

Ever since he found that he had a little more power in his eyebrows, Yang Qi had pondered this question carefully, and he recalled the official histories, wild histories, and classics about cultivation that he had read before, as well as even myths and legends.

Yang Qi suddenly discovered that although there were rumors of immortals in history, in various records, there were very few people with a very long life alive.

It is rare for Shouyuan to be over 100 years old, and it is even more unheard of to be more than 200 years old.

Thinking of this, Yang Qi boldly deduced that even if there were immortals in history, they must no longer exist in the world in the form of living people.

If this inference is correct, then what exactly is the Heavenly Tribulation experienced when becoming an immortal? After passing through the Heavenly Tribulation, what form will it become to exist between heaven and earth?

Is it the heavenly thunder in film and television works? Giant lightning bolts struck the body? If this is the case, then after surviving the catastrophe, are they still living in the world in the form of living people? But how can there ever be a record of a person with an extremely long life in the world?

When pondering this question, Yang Qi suddenly remembered the record of the Jade Emperor in Taoist classics, which recorded that the Jade Emperor had gone through 3,200 eons to attain the Golden Immortal Fruit Rank and 100 million eons before becoming the Jade Emperor.

Billions of eons and not mention, just say that he experienced three thousand two hundred eons before he achieved the Golden Immortal Fruit Rank, and the lifespan of a mortal is only one hundred years old, just imagine that if the Jade Emperor experienced three thousand two hundred eons in a short life, then he would experience at least thirty-two eons per year on average, which had to be counted from the year he was born, and he had to live to be at least one hundred years old.

Think about it! One Chinese New Year's Eve, there are several calamities on average several times a month, big calamities and small calamities are continuous, how tenacious must the vitality be, how indomitable and optimistic the will must be, in order to persist in living to the age of 100? And in the process, can you still cultivate into a golden immortal?

It seems impossible to think about it, let alone the billions of catastrophes recorded in Taoist classics, in just one lifetime, after experiencing hundreds of millions of catastrophes, can't you be crossing the catastrophe all the time?

Thinking of this, Yang Qi boldly guessed whether the heavenly tribulation on the road to becoming an immortal was reincarnated?

And after reincarnation, do you need to cultivate another kind of power, such as the power of faith?

Is that little bit of power in my eyebrows the power of faith? from the audience gathered to me when I performed on the stage that day?

This is Yang Qi's conjecture, he wants to verify this conjecture as soon as possible, if this conjecture is correct, it means that when he was condensed in the golden pill before, under the thunderstorm, he did not fail to cross the tribulation, but he is now in the period of the tribulation, collecting the power of faith in this parallel world, and the merit is complete, which is the time when he succeeds in the tribulation.

All of the above is just his speculation at present, and everything has yet to be verified.

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At about half past ten, when Yang Qi walked to the door of his yard, he unexpectedly found that the door of his yard was open today, Yang Qi's footsteps paused slightly, and a look of doubt appeared in his eyes, usually in the morning, his mother is at work, his sister is at school, if he is not at home, there must be no one at home, is his mother back?

With doubts in his heart, Yang Qi walked into the courtyard gate, the courtyard was empty and there was no figure, Yang Qi saw that the door of the hall was also open, so he walked to the hall, just approached the door of the hall, he smelled a smell of fried garlic wafting into his nose, and he could faintly hear the sound of stir-frying in the kitchen.

"Is Yingqiong back?"

Yang Qi thought that his sister Yang Yingqiong had gone home for dinner at noon today, but it was unlikely that he would think about it, because the school should not have ended at this time.

Could it be that my sister's last class this morning was a physical education class, so she came back early?

It's a bit of a possibility.

With doubts and verification, Yang Qi approached the door of the kitchen, and saw a burly figure in front of the kitchen stove skillfully stir-frying, and the rich aroma of fried garlic wafted out of the pot, and the sound of stir-frying was made in the pot.

Yang Qi's body shook slightly, his footsteps stopped there, and his eyes looked at the burly back of the kitchen stir-frying with surprise and complexity.

Is it the father who has returned?

Maybe it is, maybe not! Yang Qi hadn't seen his face yet, but Yang Qi already had a strong premonition in his heart that the back in the kitchen was his father.

Two lives of people and two lives of cultivation, every time Yang Qi has such a strong premonition in his heart, no matter what the premonition is, he will find out that it is true in the end.

This time it shouldn't be wrong.

(ps: I've been busy decorating and taking wedding photos recently, the wedding photos are finished, and the decoration is almost over, and when these things are done, I will speed up the update, please bear with me!)