"Huh, the lion opened his mouth, right?" Murong pinched Han Ya's round cheek.

"Who told you not to bring money ... Hehe" Han Ya patted his hand and smiled very happily.

"I think it's better for you to go home and go to bed early," he looked at Murong's dark circles, "Otherwise, I'll be sent to the zoo in the fog capital!" Han Ya said seriously.

"Then let's go back now," said Murong as he opened the co-pilot's door for Han Ya, "By the way, grandpa said that there would be a charity dinner on the weekend, will you also attend?"

"Of course, my grandfather told me I had to go. Han Ya nodded.

"By the way, why didn't you see Grandpa Han boxing in the park this morning?"

"Tell you, you are not allowed to say it!" Han Ya seemed to remember something funny, and before she could speak, she couldn't laugh anymore.

"My grandfather seems to have forgotten to hide his private money yesterday, and then my grandmother found out and squatted at the door and slept all night hahaha..."

I couldn't help but gallop in my heart, it turned out that Han Xiaofeng didn't know the current affairs and left last night, but really forgot to hide his private money before going home in a hurry.

After being sent back to Han Ya safely, Murong was a little dazed for a while.

The White Tiger Tower's rich cultivation growth forcibly brought him to, and even dragged him to the peak of the late stage of the pseudo-immortal realm. But the biggest problem at the moment is that he doesn't know how to improve his true ability.

"Grandpa, can you let me talk to Heiji?" Murong was a little surprised to see that his grandfather had gone home very early today.

"I'm afraid not today," the old man took off his glasses, but his eyes were a little dark.

"What's wrong, are you in any tricky situation?" Murong quickly asked.

"Murong, you sit first. The old man patted the chair next to him and motioned for Murong to sit down.

It seems that there should be some serious problems happening, otherwise with characters like Murong Zhenhua, there would be nothing to worry about.

"Remember I told you there was a charity gala on Sunday. Murong nodded, "Actually, it will be held once a year, saying that it is charity, but in fact, it is a martial arts arena in our southwest region..."

"Martial arts arena?" Murong didn't understand what it meant.

"To put it bluntly, it is the top thugs of the major groups, and then they will compete again. Murong Zhenhua picked up the teacup, just warming his hands.

"What are you worried about? Saying this, Murong became even more curious.

"In previous years, it was okay, but most of our various consortia in the southwest region were just up to the point. But this year, the consortium in the southeast region was merged, which is a little... How to say it, the tip of the needle means to Maimang. ”

"Our thug is Heiji, isn't he?"

The old man nodded, "Yes, it's him, but only he can get on the stage." It's just..."

"Not enough?"

"That's not it, each family can send two people to compete. However, it is said that the Du family and the Xu family in the southeast have invited monks, which is what I am worried about. ”

"Monk?" Murong was stunned.

"Hei Ji said that cultivators who are stronger than us normal people are called monks. The old man thought that Murong was not clear, so he explained it to him.

"Grandpa, is this game important?" When Murong heard that this was the case, he was relieved.

"Before, it was a formality. But this time, the four major families in the southwest and the four major families in the southeast region, each of which has made tens of billions of dollars. As for the winner, 20% will be donated, and the rest will go to their own family. ”

"Then what is Hei Ji doing now?" Murong's focus changed suddenly.

"I said I wanted to adjust my physical condition so that I could fight with those people as much as possible. The old man sighed, "It's not that I feel sorry for money, but if I lose face, I will be embarrassed..."

"Grandpa..."Murong saw that there was no one around, and he specially lowered his voice, "If there is really a monk who appears, no matter how prepared Hei Ji is, it will be useless." ”

"Murong, you..." The old man suddenly stopped, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, because Hei Ji had also said the same thing to himself.

"Grandpa, in fact, I wanted to tell you before, but I felt that the time had not come, and I was afraid that you would not be able to accept it. Murong hesitated, but still wanted to do his own thing with the outside bus.

"I am also a cultivator, a monk in your mouth. Murong's tone was extremely firm.

"Murong, this is a good thing!" Murong Zhenhua grabbed his hand, and his gloomy eyes suddenly brightened.

"Grandpa, you have to keep this matter secret for me. ”

"Of course, of course..."The old man swept away his previous sadness, "haha... Your return has really surprised me one after another..."

"Grandpa, I'm sure I'll win the game. Now there's a fun thing, would you like to give it a try?" Murong had an idea, and a ghost idea came to mind.

"Tell me about it!"

"Add pounds!" Murong smiled, "The bigger the better!"

The old man instantly understood Murong's intentions, and couldn't help but smile, "Okay, try! Then I'll call Hei Ji?"

Murong shook his head, "Not for the time being, grandfather." It just so happened that I went through this game to see how he was doing. ”

Murong was also very much looking forward to the competition with the real cultivators, after all, this was also one of the few experiences that could make him feel the battle.

Early the next morning, Murong came to the Sioux City branch. Previously, Ding Shusheng had already posted the position of general manager of the branch with a photo of Murong in accordance with the group's instructions. As soon as this incident came out, several people in the copywriting department were boiling all of a sudden.

Yan Bin regretted his intestines even more, he was so disrespectful to the general manager, it is estimated that he is going to get out of the house with his luggage.

Murong didn't make a storm in the city, but simply summoned the top heads of various departments to the office for a meeting.

First of all, the normal operation of the company is still handed over to Manager Zhao Yanyi to check. This person Murong has also been checking for a while, and he can be called a top talent in all aspects. And since He Xinyao had just joined the company, Murong decided to temporarily let her be her deputy and set up a regulatory department for the time being.

As for the finance department that had problems before, Murong directly terminated the contract with several people. Other departments will be investigated by He Xinyao in a unified manner, and the company's personnel ratio will be eliminated without experiencing labor pains, so as to ensure that it is full-time and dedicated, and does not raise idlers.

In addition, the company adjusts the time span of the assessment to quarterly assessment to ensure the working status and survival of the fittest.

In addition to the finance department, the company's personnel and security personnel and security have all been replaced, including those who had a relationship with Liu Yang and Liu Qidong's father and son, and all of them were dismissed.

Of course, these proposals are just put forward, and the specific implementation will take time and the company's executives to notify and arrange them one by one, which Murong believes does not have the ability.

In fact, it is not that Murong has learned much in a short period of time, but when he is at this level, even if he is exposed to it, he will learn some fur from his grandfather more or less.

After explaining the affairs of the branch, Murong did not stay, and returned directly to Jiangcheng to report to his grandfather.

Lying in the ring space, Murong calmed down and felt his true qi gathering, and reorganized his current state.

In addition to the realm, his right hand bone is the metacarpal bone of the White Tiger, which directly improves the strength, not to mention, in terms of martial arts, he has also successfully inherited the White Tiger's strongest palm technique, "Immovable Hades Palm", but due to the realm, only the first three styles can be unlocked at present.

Even so, there has been an explosive increase in core strength and speed. This is the talent of the race, and it is a pity that the human race does not have any racial talent on the path of cultivation.

After breaking through the Mahayana realm, Murong was already able to fly the dragon, but since he had been in the outside world before, he didn't have the opportunity to try it on his own, so he had to spend a whole night last night to contact and learn.

At present, it seems that this "Immovable Hades Palm" and "Soul Shock" are their own hole cards, and I believe that no one in the human world can force them to use these two formulas.

But Murong is much, much worse in ordinary exercises, and at present, he has only learned the Stone Broken Palm and the Concentration Technique.

I remember that Shadow Elder once said that it is not useful to learn too many moves. What a truly high-level battle fights for is weapons, cultivation, the storage of true qi, and the restraint of tricks.

If you judge the physical cultivation of a pseudo-immortal realm, it is to strike nearly a hundred attacks within five breaths. But after repeated attempts, Murong's current limit has only reached forty times, that is to say, it is still very early to become a real pseudo-fairyland.

Although Ying Lao said goodbye, what he left behind was still very useful to Murong. Ying Lao can be said to have taught Murong all the content of his own cultivation, but he suffered from lack of time and didn't really look through it a few times.

There is another problem that he also needs to solve earlier, and that is his own defense capability. Although with the blessing of quenching his body and the secret method of the demon clan, his physical strength is already very good. But if you want to go further, or continue to farm monsters in the small world, you must improve.

The picture of being stung by the bursting demon bee is still vivid, this is the simplest White Tiger Tower. If it's a higher-level monster, I'm afraid that if I blindly use my body to resist the enemy, I'm afraid it will really be dangerous.

Murong carefully rummaged through the memories left by the shadow elder, and finally found a copy of the "Golden Light Shield" that matched him very well, which could dodge the opponent's attack for a short time, and more importantly, this was a mandatory exercise for physical and spiritual cultivators.

"By the way, does Uncle Wu also know about the fact that Uncle Wu is also a monk?" Murong suddenly remembered that he had detected the fluctuating true qi in Uncle Wu before.