I've already become an immortal lord, and only now is the spiritual energy reviving?

The morning sun was scorching, baking the asphalt road surface until it was almost oozing oil.

Inside Disneyland, the noise and commotion rose in waves.

Guo Qiang had a huge Mickey Mouse headband on his head and was holding a half-eaten turkey leg in his right hand.

His eyes lit up, and he grabbed Qingyuan's arm and shook it violently:

"Brother! Did you see that? Mulan! Look at that soldier, he's even glaring at me!"

Shen Yumei and her aunt and a group of elders abandoned all restraint at this moment, their colorful silk scarves fluttering in the wind as they set up a display in front of the castle.

Qingyuan was caught in the whirlpool of people, but he also had to protect his aunt and the others from being separated.

He smiled as he dealt with his cousin, but his mind was already deep within his dantian.

In the center of the Qi Sea, the grayish-white stone egg floated quietly, occasionally with a faint golden-red halo flowing around it, but it was not conspicuous.

"As expected, it didn't work."

A sigh escaped his lips.

He made a special trip to this most popular spot in Shanghai, not just to hang out with people.

I harbored a desire to verify it.

Since it is said that it "only accepts the hearts of all beings", then the worldly atmosphere is the strongest here.

Even a little bit of rubbing should have caused two more cracks in the eggshell.

But reality is harsh.

The stone remained as still as Mount Tai, showing no reaction whatsoever.

It seems that the mind of all beings refers to more than just population density.

The so-called "incense offerings" should be named and have a connection to cause and effect, and be based on vows.

Beings that must be protected by him, their "ancestor," and who hold him in awe or gratitude.

Only the thoughts that arise can be purified and transformed by the broken copper furnace, thereby nourishing the seed of immortality within the body.

"Xiao Yuan! What are you daydreaming about?"

Shen Yumei's loud voice had a strong penetrating power, reaching through two layers of people.

Qingyuan looked up and saw his aunt holding up her phone:

"Come quick! Take a picture of your aunt and uncle together! Make sure the spire is fully in the shot, so I can post it on WeChat Moments and make your uncle jealous!"

Qingyuan snapped out of his daze and stepped forward to take the phone:

"Come on! Auntie, move slightly to the left. Uncle, don't hold your hand still, put it on Auntie's shoulder to show your affection. Yes, cheese!"

While maintaining warmth and compassion in reality, one must not abandon the grand ambitions of one's dreams.

When I get home tonight, I need to properly organize the plans for the next decade.

......

The top floor of the Flying Leap Science and Technology Building.

The blinds cut the afternoon sunlight into countless neat strips of light, with dust floating around.

Lu Zhaolin, dressed in a bespoke business suit, walked briskly to the conference table and extended his hand to the man opposite him:

"Mr. He, it's a pleasure to meet you. I am Lu Zhaolin."

The middle-aged man opposite me stood up; his hairline was high, and his gray jacket looked a bit worn.

Only his eyes occasionally flashed with a sharp light, before quickly disappearing into composure.

The hand grips the grip.

"Mr. Lu, you are too kind. I have long heard of Mr. Lu's swift and decisive methods at Feiyue Technology. Today, I have met you and I can confirm that your reputation is well-deserved. My name is He Jing from Qidian Zhiyuan."

He Jing.

It's inconspicuous now.

However, after the resurgence of spiritual energy, the He family of Shanghai initially reaped a huge benefit by relying on their family's unique skill in "survival" tactics.

The Turtle Breathing and Locking Method.

While its power in killing may not be great, in an era of scarce spiritual energy, it was the key for mortals to knock on the door of immortality.

Now that she has been reborn, she is determined to obtain this cultivation technique.

By promoting in-depth cooperation between the two parties, we can take the opportunity to weave a net and tie a rope around this person early on.

"Mr. He, regarding this 'synaptic connection' project..."

"Knock knock knock".

The heavy knocking interrupted the conversation.

The door was pushed open.

Lu Zhangwu stepped inside.

His pure black handmade suit was pressed without a single wrinkle, and his hair was slicked back and slicked back.

With a smile on his face, his slightly hooked nose still exuded the air of an old-fashioned superior who commanded respect without anger.

He Jing raised an eyebrow and looked at Lu Zhaolin: "This one..."

"Mr. He, I was just about to introduce you to this. This is my second uncle, Mr. Lu Zhangwu, who is also a veteran figure in the group."

Lu Zhangwu paused, and the noodles twitched.

Did the sun rise in the west today?

Has Lu Zhaolin changed his personality?

Lu Zhangwu is ultimately a cunning fox; even when facing important business partners, he still has to maintain the dignity of a wealthy family.

He quickly composed himself, adopting the demeanor of a kind elder, and greeted them warmly:

"Mr. He, I have long admired you. My name is Lu Zhangwu. I have heard of the important collaboration between our two families, so I have come to see if there is anything I can do to help."

A few polite words.

While He Jing was looking down at the documents, Lu Zhangwu used his position to shield her and got closer to his niece.

The voice was kept extremely low:

"Lu Zhaolin, don't think that you can secure your position just by befriending someone who works in technology."

"No matter what methods you use, the Lu family will eventually bear the Lu surname."

Lu Zhaolin didn't even lift his eyelids, and asked He Jing to add water to the pot, his tone puzzled:

"Second Uncle, what are you saying? Aren't we all surnamed Lu Yao? Whose surname could this family take?"

"you......"

Lu Zhangwu felt a lump in his throat, neither able to exhale nor exhale.

He Jing, who was browsing the documents nearby, frowned.

Even in the Dharma-ending Age, as a Qi Refining cultivator, one's five senses are far superior to those of ordinary people.

Sordid infighting within wealthy families is not uncommon.

However, this Second Master Lu is narrow-minded and shallow. His act of threatening others in front of outsiders shows a lack of vision.

In contrast, Miss Lu handled everything with ease and remained calm in the face of adversity.

"It seems there's a reason why Old Master Lu favors the eldest branch of the family."

The scales in He Jing's heart tipped.

If one is looking for a long-term ally in the secular world, this young leader is far more valuable than the somewhat senile "veteran".

......

night.

After sending his aunt and her family back to their hotel after a day of fun, Qingyuan drove back to his cozy doghouse.

"call."

He plopped down in the gaming chair, let out a long sigh, and rubbed his stiff cheeks.

Smiling the whole time is more tiring than writing code.

Qingyuan didn't waste any time; he turned on his computer and switched to large map mode.

The sect's expansion pace needs to be accelerated.

Shu Yan and Chai Wu have completed their foundation building; it's time to change their old, underhanded fighting style.

The mouse landed on the west side of the map.

There it was marked as an alluring, undeveloped treasure.

【Deep Molten Gold Concentrate】is an excellent base for refining magical artifacts.

"That piece of fat meat in the west is indeed tempting."

He's determined to make a fortune from this mine.

Even if Guanhua Sect doesn't have any decent weapon-refining talents for the time being, it's always good to have the resources in our own hands in advance.

However, Qingyuan knew perfectly well:

"Resources are resources, and territory is territory; these are two different things and must be clearly distinguished."

"I'll mine right under your noses and stuff my hands with the stuff, but I'll never plant the Guanhuamen flag there."

Without occupying land, it is not considered a formal declaration of war.

All we care about is substance, not appearances; we just need to empty the mine.

The principle is to "grab but not occupy".

Furthermore, Qingyuan was certain that the elders of the Imperial Sword Sect would definitely come to Qinglu Mountain.

After all, the news of two Foundation Establishment cultivators emerging from Guanhua Sect was not blind, even if he didn't say it.

Sooner or later, the Imperial Sword Sect will find out through the [Deer Pavilion].

Lang Che and Zhu Xuan were tied up with the mess left by the Wang family and couldn't spare any attention.

At the headquarters of the Imperial Sword Sect, only Yu Zhang and Yuan Lian, who held power, and Su Wen, the sect leader's loyal follower, remained.

Yu Zhang suffered a hidden loss last time, almost ruining even the foundation of his precious grandson.

Given his vengeful nature, he would never let this go easily.

It's highly likely that he came in person.

"Late stage of Foundation Establishment? Hmph."

Elsewhere, a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator would be able to sweep through everything.

Unfortunately, the Qing family is the only family in Qinglushan!

The incense burner shields the heavenly secrets, rendering any external foundation-building divine consciousness useless, no different from that of a blind or deaf person.

Not only are their own disciples unrestricted, but they even receive additional benefits.

With one side gaining and the other losing, plus the [Tianyi] poised to unleash its power.

"If he dares to stubbornly force his way in, I'll change my surname to his if I don't scrape off two layers of fat from my body!"

Therefore, the real task of territorial expansion needs to be redirected.

To the south, Blackwater City is both a stronghold and a place to keep the patrons, so it's not a good place to make dirty tricks.

All that's left is the north and the east.

After some thought.

Qingyuan decided to advance into the northern border region first.

Taking over the North not only doubled the territory but also caused a population explosion.

The key is to open up the trade route to the northern desert and make contact with the [Da Miao Temple].

It is said that those ascetic monks possessed rare specialties such as "Bodhi Sand" and "Diamond Wood".

Buddhist treasures can be used to refine special ritual implements or to purify poisonous substances, and they have miraculous effects.

In the early years, I dared not touch it because its map marker was black and red, indicating that a powerful demon in the early stage of Foundation Establishment was entrenched there, with many disciples and grand-disciples under its command.

Currently, it's two against one, so the advantage is in my hands.

Qingyuan brought up the dialog box for the "Issuance of the Imperial Edict".

In these turbulent times, with powerful figures emerging from the land, where does Your Excellency intend to lead?

"Marching to the North!"

Click send.

A mysterious stream of light disappeared into the depths of the screen.

The banners were raised and the war drums were sounded.