City tour of the master of cultivation

With a faint smile, Zhou Yi understood the meaning behind Mu Zhen's words. Although jianti pills are very precious in the secular world, compared with Mu Qingya's family, they have nothing to do with their own relationship.

"Grandparents, the health pill is really made by me with several rare herbs. After swallowing it, you can nourish the essence, activate the blood circulation, and strengthen your body. Needless to say, grandparents, Xiaoya, and uncle Zhao, you can swallow one health pill every month in the future. In the long run, you won't have any serious problems. It's no use living a long life. " Zhou Yi said slowly in a determined tone. Although jianti pill is a kind of earthly medicinal material, its technique is the method of birth and immortal world, which is not inferior to the holy product for every body.

"Xiaoyi, this This health pill is so precious, one for your grandmother and I is enough. How can you take one pill a month? Take back the rest. " As soon as Mu Zhen said this, he pushed most of the jianti pills down in front of Zhou Yi. Obviously, he didn't want to ask for more. He knew the value of the jianti pills. It's not too much to buy a million for each pill. Zhou Yi's gift was equivalent to tens of millions. How could Mu Zhen accept it.

"Yes, Xiaoyi, take it back. Your grandfather and I can eat one of these holy things. How dare we collect so much at once? " Song Ci also exhorted him.

"Grandparents, it's OK. I made one hundred health pills in the first batch, and the cost was less than one million, so this one is really not very valuable." Zhou Yi said with a smile that although a healthy pill can theoretically buy millions of yuan, he can't buy it for mu family.

"The cost is so low!" Looking at Zhou Zhen's mouth, he was shocked.

Zhou Yi nodded and continued: "grandfather, the cost is really not worth mentioning. In the future, I plan to refine some simplified health pills for sale in Tianhai Hongcheng."

"Good idea! Ha ha, Grandpa supports you. " After experiencing the miracle of jianti pills in person, Mu Zhen didn't have to worry about the sales of jianti pills at all.

There is no shortage of rich people in the world. There will definitely be a lot of people flocking to buy things that can increase life expectancy. Mu Zhen is looking forward to the scene when Zhou Yi's sales of jianti pills are broken.

"Xiaoyi, let go of it. Grandfather will say hello to you when it comes to official affairs."

Mu Zhen said with a wave of his hand.

"Thank you, Grandpa." Zhou Yi nodded and agreed. With the support of Mu Zhen, it will be much more convenient for him to act in southern Jiangsu Province.

After discussing specific matters with Muzhen, Zhou Yi returned to cuiweiju.

Now he is going to start refining the simplified version of jianti pills and store some goods in advance. He is not afraid of breaking the goods suddenly when he sells them in the future.

The simple version of jianti pills is very easy to refine, and its efficacy is much weaker, which is less than one tenth of the original jianti pills, but its efficacy is also much better than most of the health care products on the market and the so-called unique Saint products.

After Zhou Yi returned home, he dug out the remaining medicinal materials of tianlingdan and began to make jianti pills. For a whole day, Zhou Yi was not idle, so he made a simple version of jianti pills at home. Although the process was very boring, the aura in his body increased a few points after refining.

The color of the simple version of jianti pill is not as bright as the original jianti pill. It is also much smaller than the little finger. Zhou Yi takes out a pill at will and swallows it. He finds that its aura is much less. But for most mortals, these auras are enough to help them solve many internal problems.

After loading more than 1000 health pills, Zhou Yi washed and went to bed, because tomorrow is the day to fill in volunteers.

At the same time, three Liang Toyota off-road vehicles arrived at the intersection of Tianhai expressway. Two people were sitting in the back seat of the first vehicle. One of them was about 30 years old, calm, with a pair of silver glasses, slightly elegant.

Around the elegant man sat a man about forty years old. His face was pitted and his face was full of ferocity. The whole man was like a wild beast, with the opposite breath of the elegant man.

"Godanway, remember what the target looks like?" The elegant man looked at the sign of Tianhai city and asked.

"Remember." The ferocious man said, "I'll tear him up."

Hearing the fierce beast man's confident words, the refined man frowned, "godanway, I advise you not to underestimate him. His strength is at least at the level of general in Myanmar."

Godanway snorted with disdain and said, "hum, Mr. Fang, do you think I have never seen the world? A seventeen or eighteen year old boy, he has not even heard the smell of the dead, even if he is a senior general

Burmese warriors are classified as soldiers, generals, generals and kings Godanway is an underground boxer of Myanmar general level, equivalent to a warrior in the middle of Chinese dark strength.

The refined man frowned and said nothing more.

"Mr. Fang, in the world of martial arts, cultivation doesn't mean everything. The most important thing is courage and experience. In my life, godanway has experienced hundreds of battles of life and death. There used to be many people with higher cultivation than me, but in the end they were all cut off by me! Believe me, this boy will definitely be scared to pee his pants when he smells my murderous spirit. " Godanway is very confident. For him, this task is as simple as eating and drinking water."Also, there may be magic weapons on the target. You have to figure it out when you do it

The refined man earnestly exhorted.

"Magic weapon?" Godanway licked his lips, and there was a flash of greed in his eyes. He knows the value of magic weapons. In Myanmar, every one of them is worth 20 million to 30 million.

"Godanway, I advise you to put your mind away. Besides you, there is a top Chinese warrior. You are just helping others. Even if you have a magic weapon, it won't belong to you." The refined man snorted coldly and said that the reason why he told godanway about the magic weapon was that he hoped godanway would calculate the defense of the magic weapon when he shot. But I didn't expect that godanway had an eye on the magic weapon.

"General, top level! Mr. Fang, you are too much of a counsellor! " Godanwei sneered that he didn't expect that his general level strength was just an assistant, and that there was another top level warrior.

"Well, then you'll know." Fang Kai closed his eyes and put his head on the armchair. This time, the three families joined hands. It was an absolute kill!

Godanway laughed, noncommittal, and the scar on his face was extremely ferocious in the dim light.

In the back of the car behind godanway, there are three people sitting side by side. They are neither fat nor thin, neither tall nor short. They are the kind of people you can no longer remember when you throw them in the sea of people.

But the old man in the co pilot's seat didn't despise the three, because he knew that there were no less than 50 dead people under the gun! Among them, there are many wuzhe of dark strength level, which is one of the biggest maces hidden by the Tang family!

"Lao Wang, how many shots can the target's weapon defense withstand?" The man in the middle asked calmly.

"If it's a sniper gun, three is enough!" Wang Fuping, sitting on the co pilot's seat, spoke quietly.

"Good." The young man narrowed his eyes and began to calculate silently in his heart.

This night, Tianhai, wind and rain will rise!

The next day, Zhou Yi came to Mujia villa early and went to school with muqingya.

Today, there are many middle school students in tanglaiyi, and almost no one can wear school uniform any more. Zhou Yi knows that from the moment when the last English exam is finished, many people will never have the chance to wear school uniform again in their life.

After arriving at the school, many students look at Zhou Yi and Mu Qingya enviously, especially a group of girls. Their eyes toward Zhou Yi are full of brilliance.

They all know that this young man will be the best boy in the decades since the founding of Tanglai No.1 middle school. No one can surpass his achievements in the front, and no one can surpass his achievements in the back.

The feelings of a young girl are always poems. What young girl can't love a boy like Zhou Yi.

"If there is no Mu Qingya, I will definitely go after Zhou Yi." A girl with excellent figure and appearance looks at Zhou Yi's back and opens her mouth. She used to be a class flower in school. Unfortunately, compared with muqingya, there is still a big gap.

"Well, only a girl like Mu Qingya can match Zhou Yi." Another girl sighed in a soft voice, a little unwilling in her eyes.

"I went to find Ma Tianfeng." When he reached the bottom of the teaching building, Zhou Yi pinched Mu Qingya's delicate nose and said.

"Oh, I remember Longcheng University." Wood pure elegant earnest exhort a way.

Zhou Yi nodded. I went upstairs.

Ma Tianfeng was waiting in his office early. When he heard that Zhou Yi was going to fill Longcheng University, Ma Tianfeng was not surprised, because only Longcheng university could let Zhou Yi learn something in China.

After Zhou Yi finished filling in, he walked out of the office with a smile, and his high school career ended like this. Many feelings, gratitude and resentment, from now on will not be staged here.

"Is it Zhou Yi?" At this time, a timid voice came from behind, and Zhou Yi turned his head. I saw a pretty girl looking at herself.

"Well." Zhou Yi nodded. He didn't know the girl.

"Hello, Zhou Yi. I'm Mu Qingya's classmate Zhou Xiao. Mu Qingya asked me to tell you that after filling out the volunteer, I'll go straight to Houshan to find her. She's waiting for you there." The girl looked into Zhou Yi's eyes and said timidly.

"I see. Thank you." Zhou Yi nodded with a smile.

"You're welcome." Zhou Xiao smiles and turns to leave.

Zhou Yi looks at the girl's back and falls into thinking...

Mu Qingya is not in the back mountain at all, which Zhou Yi can be sure, because Mu Qingya didn't say she would go to the back mountain before. What's more, why does that girl have guilt and fear when she looks into her eyes?