On this night, the Yangliu Immortal Realm almost became a phenomenal existence in the city. The queues filled the entire street.

Yang Xiaole also had a good drink with Yan Shou, Zhou Yuezhen and others, but everyone tacitly agreed that they didn't talk about more things on this day, just drinking and having fun, bragging and farting. In the end, even the city lord Ouyang Tong also came, of course, because he came in civilian clothes, and many people had not seen the city lord himself, so it did not cause a big sensation.

But Yang Xiaole naturally knew that this was also a signal from Ouyang Tong.

A friendly sign.

After a night of hangover, Yang Xiaole woke up and was already in the bed of Yang's mansion.

After using True Qi to cleanse the remaining liquor in his body, Yang Xiaole had time to feel what he felt after entering the foundation building realm.

Qi refining realm and foundation building are really different.

Although it was only the second layer of the foundation, Yang Xiaole clearly felt that the true qi not only tempered his bones, but also began to affect his spirit.

The so-called foundation building is the foundation built for the path of cultivation.

Generally speaking, the so-called cultivators can only be called cultivators when they reach the realm of foundation building. Yang Xiaole was able to show such a strong combat power during the Qi refining period before, thanks to his innate holy body and advanced cultivation secrets. If it was an ordinary Qi refining period, Yang Xiaole didn't know how many times he had died.

And after entering the foundation building realm, Yang Xiaole's improvement in strength is actually even more terrifying. Because his control over the cultivation exercises and the jade flute will also become stronger.

The same thing is true for the same knife in the hands of an immature child and an adult.

"Whew!"

After running for seven seven and forty-nine hours, Yang Xiaole's mind relaxed temporarily, and his consciousness retreated from the sea of consciousness. Feel refreshed.

Pushing open the door and walking out, Zhang Ling and Huo'er were already cultivating in the courtyard.

As for Liu Wenrui, because he is not a cultivator, after a hangover, he should still have a headache or still be asleep.

Yang Xiaole said hello to Zhang Linghuo'er and asked them to take care of it now, and he went back to the real world. Before leaving, he also gave a bag and handed it to Liu Wenrui. Most of them are carefully selected pills that are suitable for ordinary people.

Although these pills could not obtain true qi or open the spiritual root, they were enough to forcibly raise the combat power of an ordinary person to the point of refining qi at the first or second level.

Of course, that requires a long period of taking pills. And according to Yang Xiaole's knowledge, the price of those pills is very expensive. For the old fox who strictly adheres to such an iron rooster, he is already very willing.

After turning around, Yang Xiaole had already returned to the backyard.

It's afternoon in the real world.

As soon as he returned to the room to change his clothes, Yang Xiaole heard the sound of coughing.

Yang Xiaole frowned.

He obviously added a lot of health-strengthening drugs to Liu Caiying and Yang Laosan's meals, all of which were top-grade pills from the ancient cultivation realm.

It stands to reason that a little illness and pain should not affect the old couple.

"Mom, do you have a cold?" Yang Xiaole walked out of the door and saw Liu Caiying sitting on the sofa coughing non-stop.

Liu Caiying waved her hand, "It's okay, it's just a cold, and it's not serious." ”

Yang Xiaole was puzzled: "Cold?

Yang Laosan walked out of the bedroom: "Where have you been these days, isn't it just the cold that is rampant outside, you should be careful when you often walk outside." ”

After that, Yang Laosan didn't seem to be too lazy to explain, and directly turned on Shengcheng TV.

The TV station was broadcasting about the cold.

After reading it, Yang Xiaole probably knew the situation. It turns out that this cold is actually a cold. It was caused by a suburb of Shengcheng, and although the source has been controlled now, it has spread some, so there are still many people who catch a cold in Shengcheng.

"Son, isn't your pharmaceutical factory developing medicines? This is a good opportunity, and it can help the people and make money. Yang Laosan said, "This cold seems to be quite evil, although the symptoms are similar to a cold, but it is quite difficult to treat." ”

Yang Xiaole said: "I have this idea, I'll go to the factory to have a look." ”

After Yang Xiaole finished speaking, he took Chu Ci out of the door, and when he opened his mobile phone, he found that his missed calls and text messages were about to burst his mobile phone.

Dong Jiajia.

Zhang Yisheng.

Yuan Chengshu.

Tan Zhenxian.

Almost all of these people have called themselves, including Li Yu, who is far away in Harbin City.

Yang Xiaole first replied to Dong Jiajia with a message.

"Where did you die, you didn't see anyone for a few days. Dong Jiajia said in a hoarse voice, "You weren't there when the factory needed you to make decisions." So I'll do it for you. ”

"Are you sick?" asked Yang Xiaole.

"You're sick. "Dong Jiajia is not angry.

"It's not...... I mean, why is your voice hoarse, and you have that cold?" Yang Xiaole couldn't cry or laugh.

"Well, no. It's just that there have been a lot of meetings in the factory recently, and I have to work overtime and stay up late, so my throat is a little uncomfortable. Dong Jiajia said, "It seems that you also know about the cold, and we have developed new drugs directly without asking your opinion." ”

"I have no opinion. Yang Xiaole is very proud of his hand-shaken shopkeeper.

"But now it's a problem. Dong Jiajia said, "Zhang Yisheng also consulted many seniors and well-known people in the scientific community, but they were unable to make targeted solutions." After our drugs are ingested into the body of the patient, they are quickly killed by the virus, and there is no cure at all except to slow down the disease. ”

Yang Xiaole said: "I'll come over and have a look right away." ”

Hanging up the phone, Yang Xiaole went straight to the Fushou Pharmaceutical Factory, and got out of the car and rushed to the laboratory.

I thought I could live a few days of leisure when I came back, but I didn't know that when I came back, I would encounter the season of cold. There will be such a situation in early spring during this time of year, Yang Xiaole didn't care about it at first, but after hearing Dong Jiajia's statement, he realized the seriousness of this incident. He should have used his true qi to help Liu Caiying treat him when he left home.

After entering the laboratory, Yang Xiaole saw Professor Zhang and Dong Jiajia staring at the data on the big screen, constantly calculating and taking notes. There are also some employees and experts in the laboratory who are conducting experiments.

It seems that they have failed many times, but they still can't solve the problem.

Tan Zhen also rubbed his red eyes after seeing Yang Xiaole come in, "Mr. Yang, you are back, waiting for you." ”

Hearing this, Professor Zhang and Dong Jiajia also turned around. Both of them were somewhat withered, especially Professor Zhang, with bloodshot eyeballs wrapped in dark circles and hair as messy as a chicken coop.