The spacious and bright room has a gray-brown wooden floor and white lacquer on the walls, with a subtle fragrance that makes you feel good.

In the room, the furnishings are very simple, a bed, a desk, a bookshelf, a wardrobe, under the desk, there is a chair, that's all, there is not much to do.

"Sister Qingxuan, this is your room?!" Entering the room, Li Qianqian looked east and west, and was amazed.

Zhang Qingxuan's room is completely different from what Li Qianqian thought, or rather, it doesn't look like a girl's room at all.

"Hmm!" Zhang Qingxuan nodded and hung the wooden sword in his hand on the wall.

She used to dance the sword, not a real sword, but a wooden sword, but this wooden sword was soaked in tung oil for three years, and then concocted by a special process, in terms of strength and weight, it is not much worse than a real iron sword.

"You sit down first, I'll make a pot of tea!"

Zhang Qingxuan beckoned the two girls to sit down, turned around and walked out of the room.

"This smell is really good, a bit like sandalwood, but even the best gel seems to be worse than this smell." After Zhang Qingxuan left, Yun Yurou sniffed twice fiercely and muttered to herself.

The Yun family is in the health care products business, and when it comes to health care products, many people will think of various medicines to eat, but in fact, medicines are just a part of health care products.

With the rise of martial arts and spiritual cultivation today, sandalwood, which had disappeared from the sight of ordinary people, reappeared in the eyes of the world.

The condensation in Yun Yurou's mouth is one of the best, the materials are exquisite, the qi is good and calming, the annual output is extremely limited, and the top condensation, Yun Jia does not sell it to the outside world at all.

Part of it is for your own use, and the other part is all for gifts!

This is also the wrist of the contemporary head of the Yun family, for the Yun family, in fact, money is nothing, the important thing is connections, favors, and it is difficult to buy a gram of condensation for thousands of dollars, it is undoubtedly the best gift, and not many people will refuse.

"It's better than condensation, is it a relic of a Brahmin?!"

Li Qianqian responded that although the condensation is precious, as long as it costs money, it can still be obtained.

The relics, on the other hand, are the real holy medicine, and they are made up to twenty pills a year for the Buddha, and not for mortals.

It is said that after the relics are made into medicine, it takes 300 monks to chant sutras for three years and be infected with the power of their wishes before they can be truly formed.

This statement is very religious, and the efficacy of the relics is also praised as miraculous, saying that it can make people realize the reincarnation of the three lives and see the past and present lives.

This statement is naturally exaggerated, but Yun Yurou knows that her own condensation is made after analyzing the composition of the relics with scientific instruments.

What Li Qianqian said is exactly what Yun Yurou thought, to know that there is only a Buddha in this world who is qualified to enjoy the relics, and now, there is only one living Buddha in the world, that is, Master Mingkong.

None of them are stupid people, and through what Zhang Qingxuan revealed just now, they quickly thought about it.

"What a relic!"

"I heard that the Brahmins only offer twelve relics to Master Mingkong every year, and Sister Qingxuan is also using them, this is ......"

Yun Yurou opened the small copper incense burner on the desk, and she was a little speechless, she didn't expect that Zhang Qingxuan, who was originally inconspicuous, would have this kind of background.

In the incense burner, there is a golden sphere the size of a little thumb, the surface is smooth, and the crystal light is flowing, which is the state of the relics after they are burned out.

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"Wang Shouheng, that old fox is not dead, Lao Luo, didn't you say that Wang Shouheng will die within three months, why is he still alive now?!" On the ninety-ninth floor of the Emgrand Building, in a room of hundreds of square meters, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties and full of white hair spoke with a bit of incomprehensible meaning.

Emgrand Building, is the asset of the Chen family, occupies the most prosperous area of Tianxing City, the ancestors of the Chen family followed the Taizu to make a revolution, with the work of the dragon, in just ten years, it has developed to the point where it is today.

And now the head of the Chen family, Chen Tiansheng, is a generation of heroes, and in more than ten years, the assets of the Chen family have swelled more than ten times.

"Something must be wrong here!"

"It is said that some time ago, the Wang family invited a feng shui master to transform feng shui, could that person really have great ability to bring the dead back to life?!" Chen Tiansheng asked.

In Chen Tiansheng's view, except for Wang Shouheng, the other descendants of the Wang family are straw bales, as long as Wang Shouheng dies, at most two years, the assets of the Wang family will be embezzled by his Chen family.

The two of them were competitors, and they could have been evenly matched, but over the years, Wang Shouheng's health has become worse and worse, and the descendants of the Wang family have not become successful, so they have completely fallen into disadvantage.

However, as long as Wang Shouheng is still alive, the Chen family can at least hold on, over the past few decades, Wang Shouheng has developed a large number of contacts, whether it is for the Wang family or the Chen family, the most important thing is not money, but the invisible things of human connections.

And as soon as Wang Shouheng died, most of the Wang family's connections were gone, plus that group of losers, the destruction of the Wang family was doomed, Chen Tiansheng could see this, and Wang Shouheng could naturally see it.

"There will definitely be no problem with my estimate, some time ago, I saw Wang Shouheng, he is sick with his heart, unless Mai Shenxiang is alive, or Wang Chongyang, Zhang Sanfeng and other characters are reborn, no one can save him!" The old man known as Lao Luo said, the old man's full name is Luo Taixu, and he is one of the five strange people in the feng shui world.

Dong Luo, Xi Li, Nan Ma, North Wang, Zhong Nameless, this is the Chinese Feng Shui world, the strongest five people, each half a step beyond the level of the Feng Shui master, if you go half a step, it is a god!

"What kind of character is the feng shui master invited by the Wang family, who can actually change his life against the sky?!"

"I've sent someone to collect that person's information, and he can be regarded as a character!" Chen Tiansheng took out a stack of paper from the table, on which was the information he had collected about Zhang Daoyi.

"It's him!"

Luo Taixu quickly flipped through the information, and his eyelids couldn't help jumping.

"Lao Luo, do you know him?!"

Chen Tiansheng asked.

"I saw him ten years ago, when his feng shui physiognomy was already unfathomable, this is a real dragon, the first thirty years was a hidden dragon in the abyss, and then it soared into the sky, and it was no longer controllable!"

"He's the only one I can't understand at all!"

"Ten years, I think he has also broken through, in ancient times, that person was Zhang Sanfeng, Wang Chongyang, Mai god-like figures, and he did have the ability to change his longevity!" Luo Taixu said, with a bit of longing in his words.