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"Lord." Jin Buhuan shaved his beard, tied up his hair, and changed into a silk shirt with gold-rimmed moiré patterns. The savage suddenly transformed into a handsome middle-aged man with a rich smile.
"Hand out."
Jin Buhuan stretched out his hand and saw the lord he had just recognized touching his pulse. He felt that this person did not look like a superior person who could compete for hegemony, because she had no rights, but was pure and pure. However, this person should be aloof. Staring at all living beings.
It was the first time he met such a person. Inexplicably, there was no pressure from the top. It was like meeting a good friend in the midst of chaos, chatting and laughing, casual and comfortable, but he couldn't help but reflect on whether his dress, words and actions would be rude to the other person.
One word brought him back to his senses.
"Is your longevity approaching?"
Jin Buhuan was surprised that Zhan Changfeng had such vast magical powers that he could even see this. He smiled honestly and without any grudges, "I still have fifty or sixty years left, but I can do my best for my lord."
"A certain person's wish in life is to imitate someone and achieve what she cannot achieve. I believe in my lord and I believe in myself."
Zhan Changfeng was also expected. If he hadn't been stuck in the realm of life and death for a long time, he probably wouldn't be willing to be a subordinate to realize his own value. The realm of life and death can be walked sideways in most places.
Jin Buhuan was just about to tell Zhan Changfeng not to worry about him, but he heard her say, "If you want to live, you can get life-extending pills and realm-breaking techniques."
Zhan Changfeng talked with him for an hour, focusing on how to do business and some far-fetched gossip. Zhan Changfeng didn't know much about business, but she could predict a person's behavior from his words and body language.
After the conversation, Zhan Changfeng directly gave him 100 million, "I want to see what you can do with 100 million first."
"Ah" Jin Buhuan was silent for a while, "My lord, tell the truth, are you from some hidden wealthy family who came out to play?"
The generosity is almost frightening.
They met for less than three hours in total! But the other party seemed to think this was all a trivial matter.
The old half-immortal really found a good master for himself.
Zhan Changfeng said noncommittally, "You just need to remember that you are mine."
She went to Ling Weichu's room to remove 10% of the fire poison from him. Although Ling Weichu didn't say it clearly, he should have been in the realm of life and death or the True Lord of Divine Power. After all, he said that he was hit by the True Lord of Divine Power. of.
Being palmed by the Divine Lord, he was tortured by fire and poison day and night without dying, so he must be quite strong.
After detoxifying him a few days ago, his foundation-building cultivation level has risen to the level of foundation-building perfection.
Ling Weichu felt much better again and asked, "How are the two children doing?"
"Not found yet."
Ling Weichu seemed to understand the gloom in her words, and said with relief, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. What should be found will definitely be found."
He held out a bunch of talismans and said, "These are all I drew recently. The other two are Miaoyu visualization talismans. When using them, you need to eliminate distracting thoughts and leave only a question you want to know the answer to. It will give you guidance, use it with caution, and remember that sincerity leads to wisdom.”
Zhan Changfeng looked at this. It was made of essence and blood. He thought that Ling Weichu had spent a lot of effort and solemnly thanked him, "Mr. Ling, you have taken the trouble. If I hadn't asked them to attend a small gathering to find their mentor, they wouldn't have suffered this." Sin, no matter whether they are dead or alive, I will definitely bring them back and give them an explanation, and I will also give myself an explanation."
Ling Weichu nodded gently and went to draw the talisman again.
Zhan Changfeng had not rested since he left the city lord's mansion during the day until most of the night. After finishing all the things, he finally went back to his room to take a medicinal bath and rest.
She wasn't half done yet, so she couldn't take any time off. She knocked on the bronze lamp twice and talked to Lian Wei inside.
Talk to her about Jin Bu Hua's views and principles in business, and ask her to help evaluate Jin Bu Hua's ability in business.
Lianwei leaned on the stone table under the dead tree, listened carefully, and said, "Theoretically, it's good. Do you want to hand over the assets of the Zhou Clan and the Shang Ding Association to him?"
"I don't even think about it for the moment. The Day Clan is a military organization. As long as there are people who can manage finances, it will be fine. The Shang Ding Society is not for profit and is not suitable for a shrewd businessman like him. If he is really capable, he can make money alone. line to provide additional material support to the Day Clan Shang Ding Association."
After talking to Jin Buhuan, she knew that he could be a profitable businessman, but he would not become a weakling.
To use an analogy, Jin Buhuan can extract the most wool from a sheep, but Lianwei can decide how to distribute the sheep, allowing those who get more and those who get less.
"It seems that he has something to do with you. He knows your name and calls you the God of Wealth."
Lian Wei burst into laughter, "There are still people who remember it. No wonder some of his concepts are familiar. He should have gotten my business experience."
Zhan Changfeng was a little surprised, "Are you really the ancient God of Wealth?"
"It's just an expired title." Lianwei recalled, "I was born from the Nine Heavens of Fortune, and later landed in Xuantian and worshiped my master. At that time, Chunjiang Pavilion was not only the holy land of the Tao of Space, but also a place for business. The emperor is also a good hand. During the four days of Jun Cang Bian Xuan under the governance of Demon Court, most of the wealth went to it. Perhaps also in order to win over the master, the Taihuang God gave me the title of God of Wealth."
"I didn't understand anything at that time. Master said that since I have a title recognized by God, I should show signs to the four heavens and receive faith to assist me in cultivation. Later, I compiled a business scripture to reward my fanatical believers. I only seem to have given it to three people, because within a few years the Great Destruction began.”
"Using faith to assist cultivation?" The hell realm is also related to faith.
"Positive beliefs can enhance one's luck and even cultivate merits." Lianwei reminded intentionally, "The battle between princes and emperors is also a battle of faith in one aspect. Qin is good at luck. I think he has a plan. They may do things for you from the perspective of shaping your faith and strengthening your luck.”
Zhan Changfeng thoughtfully said, "I did ask him to go to China to help me stabilize my luck. I don't know exactly what he will do."
In addition to one's own strength, one also needs luck, belief and merit.
How to take this imperial path really requires careful planning.
Zhan Changfeng chatted with Lianwei for a while, and finally finished taking the medicinal bath. Before dawn, he waited for the city gate to open and went to the city lord's mansion to find out the news.
Cui Rong said helplessly, "Why are you in a hurry? We will find out. Do you think interrogating prisoners is like playing house? It's complicated inside. How can it be so fast? The second round of the conference will be in a secret place by the Lengjiang River. You first Go and participate, and I will tell you after the competition."
"I hope the inspector will not break his promise." Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of the question, Zhan Changfeng had to retreat temporarily.
In fact, Cui Rong was not making excuses. He wanted to investigate day and night, but the superiors asked him to slow down and let them do a good job of monitoring the conference first. After the conference, let a special person investigate the matter.
The daily affairs of the Shanhai Alliance are managed by the deacons elected by each force. These supervisors are not permanent officials of the Shanhai Alliance. They are temporarily sent by each family for this conference. Without permission from above, it is really not good. Torture Chang Bensheng.
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