Han Yuting's face was flushed red, and she looked cute. She rolled her eyes at Lin Tao.
"Hmph, I'm ignoring you guys."
After saying that, Han Yuting stomped her feet and ran out of the house. No matter how she looked at her back, she looked very charming.
Lin Kong and his friends were stunned.
Haoran, I really envy you."
" Uh…I'm envious too…"
Zhang Haoran didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Lin Meng patted his shoulder meaningfully and didn't stay for long. Then, he left with his friends.
When the room returned to normal, Wang Jin came out of the talisman with a look of amazement on his face."Immortal Elder, your wife is really beautiful…"
Zhang Haoran sat down cross-legged. Just as he was about to enter a meditative state and start cultivating, he suddenly thought of something. He frowned and directly instructed Wang Jin.
"Wang Jin, help me do something.”
……
Song Shijie and his men were kidnapped on Royal One. Although the police arrived in time, Zhang Haoran heard from Lin Meng that the media in Eastern Sea City had a vague attitude towards this matter. He felt that there was something strange about it.
Since Wang Jin was a ghost, it was naturally more convenient for him to do things. He arranged for Wang Jin to investigate this matter.
The address of Song Changfeng, the police chief of Donghai City, wasn't difficult to find. Wang Jin patted his chest and promised that he would settle this matter for Zhang Haoran.
Wang Jin's body passed through the wall and disappeared into the night.
Only then did Zhang Haoran put away his thoughts and sink his mind into the mud sea. He began to concentrate on studying the cultivation of the Qi Condensation Art.
The last time he failed, the final reason was that the spiritual energy in the modern world was too thin. The second task of the orthodoxy required one to cultivate the Qi Condensation Art to the first realm.
The Qi Condensation Art had a total of seven levels, which was to condense qi and raise the essence, extending the space of the Dao technique for internal cultivation of true essence, which was to increase the data value of true essence.
For example, Zhang Haoran's current True Essence value was 100 points, so he needed a stream of Qi to raise his True Essence to the limit of 200 points. Then, he would be considered to have broken through the Tao technique space, and the True Essence storage value in the Flesh God would be 200 points from now on.
Zhang Haoran took a deep breath.
"Forgetting both poles, mind and consciousness…"
He silently recited the Qi Condensation Art in his mind. According to the instructions, he began to calm down and concentrate, sensing the spiritual qi in this area.
The mysterious power once again appeared in his meridians and began to circulate along them. After circulating one cycle, his body was like a sponge, sending out a signal to absorb the surrounding air.
The air was pulled and slowly gathered towards his body.
But this time, he suddenly felt something strange.
It was spiritual energy!
The Spirit Qi that was several times denser than the one in the East Ocean University dormitory moved from under his body. Then, it was attracted by the Qi Condensation Scroll and rolled toward Zhang Haoran's body.
An extremely comfortable feeling immediately filled Zhang Haoran's body. This feeling was like a sponge that had dried up for an unknown period of time. Suddenly, it encountered an abundant water source and began to absorb it crazily.
The meridians in his body were nourished by this spiritual energy and became active like little elves.
A gurgling sound came from his meridians as spiritual energy began to circulate in his body according to the Qi Condensation technique. It then transformed into true essence.
How could there be such abundant spiritual energy?
Zhang Haoran was instantly overjoyed. He could feel that the spiritual energy came from somewhere underground. This was great. With such abundant spiritual energy, he had a chance of breaking through to the first layer of the Qi Condensation Art.
He was puzzled. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind.
Yin House Spirit Vein…It was definitely a Yin House Spirit Vein.
In ancient times, spiritual energy did not only exist in the air between heaven and earth. Mountains, rivers, spiritual materials, and even some spiritual energy existed under the ground. This kind of spiritual energy was the same as the minerals on the ground. After countless years of storage, it finally became a spiritual vein.
At that time, if a spirit vein was big enough, a powerful cultivator would occupy it and establish a sect.
According to the information in the orthodoxy system, there were several extremely prosperous spirit veins for the sect to cultivate at the location of the sect's main gate.
Now, in this era where cultivation had completely declined, Zhang Haoran never thought that he would be so lucky to encounter a spirit vein.
It was no wonder that the lone soul Wang Jin wanted to occupy this place and turn it into a netherworld. It was probably attracted by the spiritual vein underground. However, it was only a wild ghost that had not even condensed its body, so it naturally did not know what a spiritual vein was.
Zhang Haoran calculated in his heart. Although this underground spirit vein could not be as prosperous as it was in ancient times, it was definitely a huge treasure trove now. It was probably enough for him to cultivate the Qi Condensation Art to the peak of the seventh level.
Not only that, if he were to draw talismans and refine pills in the future, this would also be the best place.
The spiritual energy was abundant, and he could replenish it anytime and anywhere. This courtyard must become his cave abode.
It seemed that he had to make some money as soon as possible. The first thing he had to do was to buy this house from Lin Ke's friend. If that friend raised the price, he would let Wang Jin come out and cause trouble for him.
No matter what, he couldn't let anyone else take over the treasure land of the spirit vein.
After thinking for a while, he temporarily put aside his distracting thoughts and absorbed the spiritual energy that fell from the sky with all his might. One cycle, two cycles…
After an unknown amount of time.
The reserves of True Element in his body were constantly being transformed by the Qi Condensation Mantra, and bit by bit, he broke through the original limit of Zhang Haoran's body.
After a while, a ray of multicolored light appeared above Zhang Haoran's head, bathing him in warmth.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the successor of the orthodoxy for completing the cultivation mission of the Qi Condensation Art. You have received the mission reward: It's really like armor."
It was done!
As the multicolored light dissipated, Zhang Haoran opened his eyes in surprise. Thanks to the spirit vein in the netherworld, he had actually used such a short time to successfully complete the first level of the Qi Condensation Art.
At this moment, he felt that the true essence in his body was abundant, his aura was full, and his body was stronger than before. The effect of the Qi Condensation Art was so obvious.
Zhang Haoran stood up and clenched his fists, experiencing the changes brought about by the doubling of his true essence value.
"That's great! As expected of a cultivation technique. The strengthening of the human body had simply reached an unimaginable level.”
This was only the first level of the Qi Condensation Mantra. With every level of the Qi Condensation Mantra, the True Element value would double. At the seventh level, the True Element value in the body would reach tens of thousands. It was unknown what kind of terrifying level the physical body would reach.
As long as he had the spirit vein of this netherworld, that day was just around the corner.
Zhang Haoran's gaze settled and he calmed down his excitement. Then, he immersed his consciousness into the sea of mud.
In the void, a short golden armor floated above the spiritual altar. The short armor was as thin as a cicada's wing, but it gave off an indestructible feeling.
[True Armor: Beginner Defensive Armor]
Made from ten-thousand-year-old spiritual silk, augmented by the supreme spiritual power of Zhenru Daoist Scripture, it has a powerful protective effect. It is impervious to swords and spears, and difficult to be injured by firearms.
Firearms are hard to hurt!
Zhang Haoran's pupils suddenly constricted. Firearms, of course, referred to firearms. He looked at Zhenru Armor in the mud sea and really wanted to laugh out loud.
Song Shijie! I want to see how you can hurt me this time.
Unexpectedly, the reward for this mission was actually so generous. It was a magic treasure, and this magic treasure was extremely practical. As long as he wore this armor, like the situation in Imperial One that day, Zhang Haoran would not be ambushed by Song Shijie.
The sour feeling in his heart made Zhang Haoran excited.
The depression and grievance that the previous mission had brought him was swept away with this reward. He focused his mind on the armor.
The armor flashed, and in the next moment, he felt his clothes close to his body, as if there was a thin and cold layer.
It was really good stuff.
Zhang Haoran was admiring the scenery when suddenly, a shadow flashed on the wall of the room and entered through the wall. Wang Jin had returned.
" Immortal Elder…" As soon as he entered the room, Wang Jin noticed that Zhang Haoran's true essence fluctuation was stronger than before. He was stunned and a hint of envy flashed across his face."I've already investigated the matter that Immortal Elder instructed.”
"Well, how is it?"
Zhang Haoran had already guessed something from Wang Jin's expression. As expected, he heard Wang Jin say,"Song Changfeng, the chief of the Eastern Sea City police station, is holding a party at his house. He invited a lot of media people to explain what happened to Song Shijie a few days ago.”
After a pause, Wang Jin secretly glanced at Zhang Haoran's eyes and continued," Song Shijie is safe and sound. He's in his bedroom on the second floor, having sex with two sluts…"
F * ck, this is simply lawless.
Zhang Haoran felt an inexplicable anger in his heart. He had hired international terrorists, kidnapped the daughter of a wealthy businessman in East China Sea, and shot a university student. Yet, he looked safe and sound and enjoyed a comfortable life in a high-end residence.
Zhang Haoran's eyes flashed with killing intent.
In the past, he believed that there was justice in the world. However, after this incident, he realized that the Great Dao was heartless. Not everything would be punished. Song Shijie was still at large. If he let him go, Han Yuting and he would encounter more trouble in the future.
It was hard to guard against villains, so he might as well cut the Gordian knot.
"Wang Jin, let's go."
Zhang Haoran pushed open the door and walked out. A human and a ghost, under the cover of the night, headed towards Song Changfeng's villa on Wujiang Road.
Tonight, the Wujiang Road villa area was more lively than usual. Accompanied by elegant music, dozens of men and women in formal attire were holding wine glasses in a luxurious villa hall. Obviously, this was a high-end cocktail party.
In a certain bedroom on the second floor of the villa, under the dark light, a deafening dance music came from the sound system. Under the sudden light, two beautiful women could be seen kneeling on the sofa naked. Their bodies were pushed from behind by someone and swayed to the rhythm of the music.
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。