Chapter 63: The Thrush

Yan Jixin personally went to Yangcheng Baiyun Airport to pick up a distinguished guest today, set off at two o'clock in the afternoon, the journey took four hours, and it was already seven o'clock in the evening when he returned to Donglin.

The guest was Yan Jixin's classmate in the United States, named Suzuki No. 2 Middle School, a Japanese, short in stature, as tall as 1.5 meters!

In the presidential suite of a five-star hotel, there was a sumptuous dinner, and only Yan Jixin and Suzuki No. 2 Middle School were seated, probably because there was something important to discuss, and there were only two of them in the huge living room, and the waiters who were waiting on the side asked the tip to pass away.

Yan Jixin, who was still hanging his arms, raised the wine glass with red wine and said enthusiastically: "Suzuki-kun, welcome to Huaxia." ”

Suzuki No. 2 raised his glass, "I like Huaxia very much, I was deeply attracted by this beautiful land as soon as I got off the plane, Huaxia's flower girls are much more enthusiastic than American girls, I hate American girls, they are too rough, not as considerate and gentle as Huaxia flower girls." ”

Yan Jixin took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "If you like it, stay longer, when I was in the United States, I heard you say that you want to travel to Huaxia, so I just took this opportunity to relax and relax." ”

Suzuki, who was as thin as a dwarf, raised his wine glass and shook it at Yan Jixin, "Yoxi, I like Yan Jun's hospitality very much. ”

Yan Jixin pointed to the sumptuous dishes on the table, "These are specially prepared by me for you, I hope Suzuki-kun likes them." ”

Suzuki Short laughed: "Yan Jun is too polite. ”

Although he said this, Suzuki was very satisfied, smiling, and as a guest, it was natural to be entertained by good students.

Yan Jixin is not hypocritical, his friendship with Suzuki is not entirely a construction of interests, and it is quite interesting to say that the two met each other: Suzuki, a little man, I don't know if he is too high-profile or has a look of underbeating, once he was violently attacked on campus, and his skin was torn, his bones were hyperplasia, and he had more air and less air intake.

Fortunately, Yan Jixin happened to pass by at the time and helped him call an ambulance, otherwise Suzuki would have burped and went to see Amaterasu.

Japanese people have a good advantage is that they are serious, they are serious about everything, and saving people is enough to remember for a lifetime.

After Suzuki Dwarf was discharged from the hospital, he found Yan Jixin to thank him in person, saying that he wanted to make him a friend. Many friends and many roads, of course Yan Jixin will not refuse to know him, but he didn't take it too seriously, and later with frequent contact, the friendship between the two became deeper and deeper, and the amazing power contained in Yan Jixin's body is thanks to Suzuki No. 2 Middle School.

After chatting with Suzuki for a while, Yan Jixin went straight to the topic: "I invited you to Huaxia this time, first, it is a little troublesome and needs your help, and secondly, the day after tomorrow is my birthday, how can the party be without your friend?!"

Suzuki Erzhong chewed the beef in his mouth and said vaguely: "Yan Jun's arm is the so-called trouble? It seems that Yan Jun's trouble is not small, otherwise with your strength in this small city, no one should be able to hurt you." ”

Thinking of Chen Jingwen's sudden burst of terrifying power, Yan Jixin felt a little palpitated, and said in a deep voice: "The opponent is stronger than I imagined, I have to admit that I am not his opponent, otherwise I would not have troubled Suzuki-kun to make a move." ”

Suzuki Shorty sighed with interest, "I'm very interested in your opponent, could it be an ancient martial artist in Huaxia? With the strength of Yan Jun's second-level evolutionary, he also has the strength to fight against a second-level martial artist, could it be that there are third-level martial artists in this small city? If so, then I understand that sentence more deeply." ”

Yan Jixin shook his wine glass, but he didn't drink it, and said contemplatively: "I didn't show up." ”

Suzuki, who had been busy in his mouth, finished eating Kobe beef and continued to sweep the eels, chopping vegetables in his hands without stopping, and said without hurrying or slowing down: "Yan Jun is afraid of revealing his identity?"

Yan Jixin put down his glass, "Donglin City is just a third-tier city that doesn't even have an airport, and there will be no special law enforcement department, and I clearly know that I will lose both sides, and even the opponent will seriously injure me to death." ”

The little man who had finally eaten and drunk enough put down the dishes, wiped his mouth with his hand, and said with great interest: "In this way, Yan Jun's opponent is very likely to be a third-level ancient martial artist. ”

Yan Gongzi said something that made the dwarf more interested, "I doubt that he is an evolutionary like us. ”

The little man's body was slightly slight, and he turned to smile and said: "Yan Jun, you have successfully aroused my interest in that person, three days later, at your birthday party, I will give you a satisfactory birthday gift, but before that, Yan Jun needs to let me feel Huaxia's enthusiasm." ”

Yan Jixin clapped his hands, "Of course, I won't disappoint Suzuki-kun." ”

With the sound of clapping, the box door was opened, and two women with hot bodies walked in in sexy and sultry cheongsams.

When Suzuki saw the two girls, his eyes shone brightly, and he exclaimed, "Yoxi, I am very satisfied with Yan Jun's hospitality. ”

Yan Jixin, who knew Suzuki's hobbies, got up and handed a concierge card to Suzuki No. 2 Middle School, "Suzuki-kun is tired after a day's ride, take a good rest, and call me at any time if you have anything." ”

The little man rubbed his hands, there was only a flower girl in his eyes, where was there any Yan Jun.

Yan Jixin smiled, didn't care, and turned to leave.

......

As soon as Chen Jingwen's two words of liquidation came out, Hu Yimin's thrush movement froze, and his thin lips opened lightly, but he stopped talking, and after thinking about it, he gave up speaking.

Drawing eyebrows is actually quite comfortable, it can be seen from Chen Jingwen's enjoyment on his face that this Chen bald head is probably uncomfortable without a pillow, he moved his body and pillowed his head on Hu Yimin's soft slender legs.

Hu Yimin was a little speechless, and a little funny, looking down at this bald head, she couldn't help but be interested, she took off all the original drawn eyebrows, and re-sketched the dragon and snake.

Carefully and thoughtfully painted the two eyebrows, Hu Yimin put down the eyebrow pencil and chuckled: "It's done." ”

Chen Jingwen sighed, and then there was no more, he was reluctant to leave on Hu Yimin's lap.

Hu Yimin couldn't help but knock on the bald wooden fish a few times, and his tone became a little heavier, "It's done!"

Chen Jingwen reluctantly sat up and got up, she was not interested in the two painted eyebrows, and she didn't even bother to look at it, but Hu Yimin had to show him her masterpiece, she got up and went to Chen Jingwen's bedroom to get a mirror, but she didn't find a mirror after looking for a long time, not only did she not have a mirror, but she didn't even have a comb!

Hu Yimin couldn't help but be a little speechless, that guy doesn't comb his hair? Chen Jingwen really doesn't have the habit of combing his hair, and he blows it with a hair dryer after taking a shower, which is quite neat, and there is no need to waste time combing his hair.

It's really scary for a woman to be energetic, Chen Jingwen didn't have it at home, so she ran back to her room and got a mirror.

Handing the mirror to Chen Jingwen's eyes, Hu Yimin blinked, "What's the matter?"

Chen Jingwen was shocked when he saw it: "Hold the grass!

The eyebrows that Hu Yimin painted for him are the sharp sword eyebrows, handsome and chic exclusive eyebrow shape, just with Chen Jingwen's bare head, no matter how you look at it, it feels a little nondescript.

Hu Yimin smiled at the corner of his mouth, took a few steps back to look at the overall image, and then sneered, those two eyebrows are too eye-catching, walking on the street, people can't help but look back.

Jian Mei is Jian Mei, Chen Jingwen doesn't care, as long as Hu Yimin likes it, he put down the mirror and joked: "I remember that there is a song called Thrush for You, Be still for you, and the Thrush will look for you in the future." ”

Hu Yimin corrected: "That's writing poems for you to be still." ”

Chen Jingwen said casually: "Yes, I don't remember, anyway, you can give me a thrush, and I don't know when it will grow." ”

Hu Yimin picked up the props on the coffee table, "You've been tired these days, take a good rest, I'll go back." ”

When she left, Chen Jingwen immediately locked the door and sat cross-legged on the soft bed in the bedroom, concentrating, and information about cultivation appeared in his mind:

Cultivation is to first feel the aura of heaven and earth, and then introduce the aura of heaven and earth into the body to circulate the heavens and heavens.

Heaven and earth aura?

Chen Jingwen was stunned, he didn't know why, fortunately, there was an introduction to the aura of heaven and earth and the induction method in the martial arts knowledge, Chen Jingwen carefully familiarized himself with the cultivation method, and then opened his eyes and was amazed: "Strengthen the qi and blood, cultivate your own Yuan Spirit, it's amazing!

Chen Jingwen was a little excited, and said excitedly: "Just like the cultivation of ancient qi practitioners, I didn't expect that I could also cultivate, so let's move towards the gate of the new world tonight!"

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes again, calmed his heart, dispelled distracting thoughts, relaxed his body, concentrated his mind, silently recited the cultivation mantra, and entered the cultivation state.

Cultivation is not so simple, Chen Jingwen felt the aura between heaven and earth, he didn't feel anything for more than an hour, but his legs were paralyzed, this state lasted for half a night, fortunately, Chen Jingwen is not the kind of person who is impatient.

Finally, the air seemed to ripple slightly, Chen Jingwen's body was like a whirlpool, and the wisps of spiritual energy around his body were swallowed up, converging along his body, and then quickly entering his body, flowing into his skin and bones.

The exercise that Chen Jingwen practiced was called Taiyi Zhenjing, which was a rare practice that was cultivated both internally and externally, and was created by a master named Ling Yu.

Click!

Suddenly, Chen Jingwen's body trembled violently, and a crackling sound came out of his body, like the sound of popping beans, which was the initial phenomenon of aura entering the body, and the aura was integrated into the skin and bones, causing the skin and bones to vibrate.

The first stage of cultivation is to absorb the aura of heaven and earth to strengthen one's own qi and blood, which is called the body refining realm, which is divided into three levels: the initial stage of skin and bones, the middle stage of muscle and flesh refining, and the later stage of viscera - this is the first realm of a martial artist, and there are also spiritual realms and transcendent realms on it.

Servant!

Chen Jingwen gasped, his limbs were as if they had been pricked by needles, the body's initial adaptation to the refining of aura was still quite painful, everything has an adaptation stage, and the same is true for cultivation.