Ji Qinglin also didn't expect that the crystal arm of the immortal's body could still move.
Being startled, he subconsciously retracted his hand, but when he pulled it, he realized that although the crystal arm grabbed him, it had no weight at all, and he was easily carried up.
But Ji Qinglin could still clearly feel that there seemed to be a force pulling the crystal hand bones on the crystal arm in his hand.
Seeing that there was no danger, Ji Qinglin simply did not exert any more force, but felt the power of the crystal hand bone in his hand. Sure enough, under the traction of the hand bone, Ji Qinglin's right arm also started to swing in front of him, and it felt like Someone is pulling me to do Tai Chi.
Without affecting the movement of his arms, Ji Qinglin's footsteps and left arm moved accordingly. With the movement of his body, the waves of data that were always rushing towards him in the sea of data were now surrounding him from both sides, forming a shape with himself as the center. A huge whirlpool.
What's even more amazing is that Ji Qinglin discovered that even though it was surrounded by whirlpools, the sea of data within two meters of his feet was as calm as a mirror. The data contained in it was also divided into categories. As long as it was touched, it could be quickly classified. It is absorbed into the body.
The waves and vortices outside hit the two-meter platform at your feet and will also be absorbed.
call--
Just as Ji Qinglin was thinking about the meaning of this change, the crystal arm in his hand suddenly burned and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.
Is this the teachings of immortals?
Ji Qinglin still didn't understand the significance of the fairy bone helping him change the sea of data into this state, so he simply sat cross-legged on the two-meter-square platform again, thinking about continuing to absorb data using the previous method.
However, as soon as he sat down this time, the surrounding data flow quickly poured into his body, and unlike the chaotic data that he had received with his arms before, this time it poured into his body from outside his body, and all of it was classified pure data.
It felt like I used to drink cold Coke through a small straw, but now I sip ice-cold Coke from a draft beer cup.
While Ji Qinglin was absorbing the data freely, he also understood where the immortal bone's guidance was: the way to obtain power.
By adjusting and optimizing the way you obtain data, you can absorb the power around you most efficiently.
Looking at the two-meter-wide, mirror-like calm data water at his feet, Ji Qinglin guessed that this might be what practitioners call the small outer heaven.
I have heard people from the Chamber of Commerce say before that the most important thing for crossing from the Foundation Establishment Realm to the Core Formation Realm is to find a stable external channel for gaining strength, and they definitely don’t have the practice of absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon and breathing in and out like the practitioners in ancient times. Qi requires hundreds of years of patience, so in order to achieve this step, many Qi practitioners will choose to install a second energy supply directly in the body. The most commonly used one is the power backup heart.
In the past, I could only say that I obtained data from the Qi Sea Cloud Disk as a source of power, which was not stable and efficient, but now it seems that I have really stepped into the threshold of the Dan Formation Realm.
Ji Qinglin struck while the iron was hot and absorbed the sea of data hungrily. He also filled up the ten little figures in the upper left corner to four in one breath.
Feeling that he had reached the limit of his body, Ji Qinglin didn't force his bow like a bully, and withdrew from the Qi Sea Cloud Disk early.
The immortal bones in the drawer are still there. It seems that the revelation is not in the bones themselves, but in the exchanges in the interior after touching them. What I just learned should be the method of luck. If that is the case, I can get a complete set of cultivation by gathering the remains of the immortals. The method is not impossible.
"Master! It's time to eat!"
"coming."
Tsk, the next question is, how to teach this little stupid apprentice this trick? She doesn’t have a sea of qi cloud disk or an inner scene. I don’t know if she can use the virtual scene of soul refining. Well, speaking of it, she should also learn how to do it. The skill of the soul.
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In Bangkok's Nanhua District, in the Sihai Trading Group Building, one of the giants, business elites in the conference room are discussing the business plan for the next quarter.
Upstairs, there is a tea room with a rather elegant and antique decoration style. Those who really have the power to decide on the development of the group are sitting here. Some are old and some are in their prime, but no matter who they are, this time Shidu was looking at the main seat of the tea room, because that was the highest point of power in this company.
On the old huangli armchair, a woman in a white custom-made suit was sitting upright. The coat was embroidered with maple leaf patterns. She put her hands together on the bridge of her nose, revealing only a pair of intimidating red pupils. Her red lips were slightly open and her voice was quite charming. For maturity:
"To be honest, I never planned to sit in this position. If my two brothers hadn't done such treacherous things to my father, I'm afraid I would still be living the life of a rich girl in idle clouds and wild rivers. But since the responsibility falls on both shoulders, the Nangong family Since our ancestors went to Southeast Asia, we have never had the habit of hiding from trouble.
I know that there are many family elders and industry seniors below who have objections to me, and even some people who colluded with me not to take my brother and other company forces away, and wanted to kill me on the way before I returned to the company and successfully took over. shareholder.
I am not saying this to settle accounts, but to tell everyone here that these things happened before I took over. I will not mention it again, check it, or ask questions. I will just pretend that it never happened. But if anyone still wants to do this It's not so easy to talk about things that have nothing to do with the company's business.
I know that I am still not comparable to my father in terms of professional ability, so at this stage of growth, I will not interfere with the normal operations of the group, let alone re-divide everyone's power, but major matters and decisions still need to be submitted to me for approval. Understood. If you can't find me in an emergency, you can contact Uncle Mo directly.
The old man sitting diagonally behind smiled and nodded slightly to everyone, but it did not reduce the oppressive feeling of the pair of eagle eyes.
After the woman finished speaking, she picked up the tea cup in front of her with both hands and slowly gestured to the left and right, and everyone followed suit.
"I'd like to propose a toast to you all. I'll leave it to you to trade around the world."
Everyone gulped down the drink, some showed approval, some breathed a sigh of relief, and some looked suspicious.
As everyone left, only the woman sitting in the seat and the old man behind her were left in the tea room. The woman's delicate body suddenly softened, and she collapsed on the old Huanghuali armchair. She turned around and said lazily:
"Huh, Uncle Mo, it's too tiring to carry it. Is dad always like this?"
Uncle Mo gave Nangong Qianfeng a cup of tea and explained:
"Although the master is old, he is very energetic."
"Isn't it? Then I have to work here until my father's age before I can retire? This is not the life I want!"
Uncle Mo comforted him:
"Actually, it's not that exaggerated. Leave professional matters to professionals. When there are no major matters, you can just be a hands-off manager."
Nangong Qianfeng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, then suddenly remembered something and asked:
"Uncle Mo, can you find the guy you met last time in the old city of New East District?"
"The young man who saved you? Of course. Now that the situation has stabilized, it's reasonable to repay the favor."
Nangong Qianfeng clenched his fists with both hands, bit his silver teeth, and seemed to have seen the little thief who was frivolous about himself again, and said harshly:
"Yes, repay the favor!"
