Volume 1, Chapter 57: Making a Absolute Fortune on the Very First Wave!
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As long as a reincarnator stands before the sphere and summons it with their mind or voice, a light screen will appear. Those who are literate can proceed according to the prompts, while those who are illiterate can communicate directly with the artificial intelligence.
"What made you think of calling for Uncle Fu as I was heading out?" Liu Nanfeng was dressed in a chef's uniform as Cen Fu walked into the kitchen with a smile.
Having witnessed Lu Tianyu's traps and mechanisms, Latin was now wary of them. Now, as he pursued Lu Tianyu, goodness knows if the man was leading him straight into another trap.
Lu Tianyu had never expected that just two days after telling Zhou Yiling about alien life forms, the secret would be exposed like this. It felt rather comical.
The sky was gradually growing dark by now, and the surroundings had grown much quieter. At that moment, the sound of footsteps came from outside the guitar shop.
Xiong Shaohai had already spread the magazine out on the table once more, yet more than ten minutes had passed without a single page being turned.
Four years ago, on the day Liu Nanfeng married Jiang Minchun, she had asked him this question right before she took her life. He had told her to go die, yet as it turned out, he was capable of feeling heartache too.
Yan Qing was already a prominent figure within the Jinxiu Club, and every move he made upon entering was observed by those around him. Many cast their gazes toward Ximen Qing and Shi Jin, secretly speculating whether these two might step forward to compete in the tattoo display.
Whether by fate or the inertia of history, a few days later, Ximen Qing received a report from Qiao Yun'ge stating that while strolling through Dongping Prefecture, Shi Jin had become utterly captivated by a courtesan from the Eastern Market named Li Ruilan. Shi Jin and Li Ruilan were now as inseparable as glue and lacquer.
"Housekeeper Hao, you should take a look at the other piece as well. That one has been aged longer, and its chill is far more piercing," Yan Chenting asked softly.
Chen Ya lay on a hospital bed recuperating. Although he felt a pang of heartache over the medical bills, the thought that his savings still amounted to over sixty million instantly brought him peace of mind.
To call a Daoist priest a Buddhist monk is utter nonsense. Yet the Quanzhen Sect eats vegetarian food, lives in Daoist temples, and neither marries nor has children—how are they any different from monks?
The momentum of the thunder ball was instantly blocked, becoming entangled by the black lotus's tentacles and gradually enveloped.
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Yet why would this bird seek to seize the silk manuscript? The silk manuscript contained cultivation methods for mortals; seizing it was useless to the bird. Could its purpose be to prevent mortals from practicing this method?
Boiling the universe in half a pot was originally just Lü Dongbin boasting; heaven knows how massive his pot actually was!
Whether terrorists deserve to die is something Liu Tianyu did not know how to judge, but one thing he did know for certain.
"I know. As a CEO, there are always things that are not meant for me to see. I understand," Lin Wei said, her lips pursed in a mechanical smile.
"Why ever not? Where is the Daoist master heading? It is only right that we escort you a part of the way," Tong Liang said.
"Could it be that this teahouse was just haunted, and by a terrifying ghost at that, which scared everyone away?" Xue Yunhui marveled in wonder.
Luo Li forced back a laugh. Damn it, what kind of nonsense is this? Isn't this just asking for a beating? Before getting hit, he was acting all high and mighty, but a single beating made him obedient. This is just having tight skin that needs a good thrashing. Some women are like that—if you don't beat them into submission for a single day, they will tear the roof tiles off. Once beaten into obedience, they turn out fine.
Luo Chenhao thrust out his right arm, meeting the blow head-on to block the kick, yet his entire body was blasted backward by the impact.
Therefore, whenever he requested a face-to-face meeting, Fu Jing firmly refused him. Fu Jing would bypass and avoid any occasion where the man appeared.
Being able to cultivate multiple death seals—up to a maximum of eight—with these eight death seals layering upon one another, their might was comparable to an Earth-grade primary Dou Technique.
Even Jiang Wan, possessing such a miraculous sign-in system, had no way to banish him from Qin Su's heart.
Since everyone was already here, and Chen Xing had already laid everything out in the open, Xia Ruo decided to state it right then and there.
He was essentially acting as an indestructible human shield, allowing Qin Shan to strike to his heart's content. Only after a full twenty minutes did Qin Shan's offensive finally slow down as he began to run out of stamina.
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Initially, Wu Suowei still felt it wasn't quite satisfying enough, considering he was at the early stage of the Profound Mind Realm, putting him one or two major realms higher than these individuals.
There was no guarantee what they might encounter next, so Lin Hai could only tell Chi Hao that they were temporarily safe.
It was only at this moment that Shen Yunchu understood why Cuixing spoke so slowly, and she instantly felt a mix of tears and laughter.
As the roaring ram was about to arrive, Chen Mo's internal spiritual power fluctuations surged violently in an instant, and a massive amount of cyan spiritual power rushed forth from within his body.
"Master, I wonder if one retains the cultivation of past lives after reincarnation?" Knowing that Zhenyuanzi had remained behind to resolve his doubts and might leave once the time was up, Qing Feng hurriedly asked.
As soon as he stepped out of the room, he saw Cemen and Kasper staring intently at the television. On the screen, the wrinkled Bush was holding yet another White House press conference, offering explanations regarding the massive electromagnetic pulse phenomena around Death Valley.
The resolute and unyielding voice echoed from Agent Z, exuding an unmatched overbearing dominance and arrogance.
Jero appeared to be a plant-attribute caster. Although Xi Ge hadn't seen him make a move often, the man's formidable strength was beyond doubt.
Afterward, one should sustain the visualization according to the method above: inwardly visualizing that nine hundred thousand miles to the west, there are mountains, rivers, and lands of various colors, flowers, plants, trees, rare birds, and exotic beasts, along with a profound and venerable elder, appearing right before one's eyes. One must make this visualization clear and truly examine it. If it remains unsteady, continue the visualization; after practicing visualization for a long time, it will naturally and spontaneously be seen.
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