C Language Cultivation

Lin Xun asked Chang Ji: "What can have these skills?"

"Demons and ghosts." Brother said.

Lin Xun: "Can't people?"

Brother: "Cultivation of evil arts may work."

Lin Xun: "Anyway not a good person?"

Senior Brother: "If you are above Yuanying, you can do it." He said it was much harder to say: "Yuanying Realm has Yuanshen, and it's a thousand miles in a moment."

Lin Xun thoughtfully.

He continued to ask: "Brother, what is the key to the foundation period to the Jindan period?"

Brother looked at him: "Aren't you just arrived to build the foundation?"

Lin Xun rolled his eyes: "I'm thinking."

He continued: "I have learned to compress spiritual power into a solid state, but I don't know what to do next."

Chang Ji said: "Almost."

Lin Xun knew it was coming soon.

Before the system broke, his Jindan stage progress bar remained at 90%, but he was not inspired-the biggest stumbling block that prevented him from improving the realm of immortality was not the lack of knowledge, but the language level was not high enough-it was not effective Link the knowledge of Xiuxian and code knowledge.

He continued to sincerely ask Brother.

"Spiritual force is compressed into Jindan, it is cultivation in the body." Only listen to the brother said: "My Jindan realm is actually a breakthrough in the enemy."

Lin Xun: "How to say?"

"The blow of building foundation and repairing is different from that of Jin Dan repairing, but it looks no different."

Lin Xun: "People in the Jindan realm, he has a lot of spiritual power in his body, so he has more power... is it like this?"

Chang Ji: "No."

Lin Xun: "Then..."

Chang Ji: "I can't tell you all, otherwise you will be indistinguishable from cheating."

"Okay." Lin Xun also knew that their cultivation of immortality valued their understanding, and they said, "I'll go back and think about it."

There was a moment of silence.

Lin Xun: "Brother."

Chang Ji: "How."

Lin Xun: "Qi Yun may have happened, why aren't we in a hurry?"

Still walking slowly, even exchanging ideas on repairing immortals.

Chang Ji: "It's too late."

——Maybe, this is the spirit of Buddhism.

Qi Yun went out alone, but the master didn’t hurt, the brother didn’t love, and no one noticed that they lost contact. Because of the opposition of the camp, they didn’t dare to call the predecessors of Xianmen. People.

Lin Xun: "I can only wish him good luck."

Chang Ji didn't speak, and then spoke again after a minute or two: "Why are you covering your face?"

Hearing this, Lin Xun pulled up the black mask again. There are many people in the prosperous area. His pictures have been madly passed on the Internet for a round before, and now he has such an obvious pointer. Fear of being recognized.

The mask is a bit boring and uncomfortable, but even if it is uncomfortable, it is just a little sweet burden-if he is not with Dongjun, then he does not need to wear a mask, compared to the two compartments, he would rather wear it,

He coughed and decided not to taint Brother Buddhism's Buddhist practice with affection and love, only saying: "A little cold."

The two said this way, and also went downstairs to Qi Yun's brokerage company.

This area is very prosperous. Many similar companies also have some shooting locations. The office building rises from the ground, but because of the dark sky, there is a heavy cloud on the glass.

They came to the location of Qiyun Company according to the address on the official website. This company is called "Fanxing Cultural Brokerage Co., Ltd.". It is good at creating young idols. .

The girl at the administrative front desk is very beautiful and has beautiful eyes.

Lin Xun explained her intention to find an artist named Qi Yun and engage in rap rap.

The little girl looked at them suspiciously and asked, "What is the relationship between the two gentlemen and the artist?"

"I am his brother," Lin Xun said, and then pulled back to Chang Sil. The monk could not slang, so he played for Chang Ji: "This is his cousin."

The little girl continued to whisper softly and asked, "Can this gentleman provide information that can prove your relationship?"

At the same time, Lin Xun was keenly aware that the security guard at the door also looked at them more. He didn’t think right. He and Chang Ji were estimated to be the brain powder that came to the door to harass-this girl looked pretty, but her brain was not very good, and she didn’t want to think about it. Besides the elementary school students, who could also powder Qi Yun .

He took off the black mask and planned to reason with the girl.

The moment she took it off, the girl seemed to glance at him more.

"We are not bad people," Lin Xun smiled at her, raised his mobile phone, called up his chat history with Qi Yun, pretended not to see the full screen of his father and son, and said warmly: "Look, we really know , Still in a family group."

He clicked on Qi Yun's circle of friends full of melancholy selfies: "Look, he is himself."

The girl glanced at him a few more times and said, "Sir, wait a minute."

Later, she dialed the landline on the table and seemed to be communicating with a supervisor, asking where Qi Yun was going.

Half a minute later, the girl frowned.

Putting down the phone, she said to Lin Xun: "We haven't contacted the artist in two days."

Lin Xun and Chang Jing glanced at each other.

——It really happened.

What else can I do?

check.

The company is responsible for the loss of the artist, but Qi Yun is not a well-known artist. The brokerage company didn't move much and only sent Qiyun's agent to help them check. The agent's surname is Xie, he is in his thirties and is not Qi Yun's agent alone. This group of trainees is his.

Surveillance video shows that Qi Yun's previous behaviors are normal, which is what a trainee should be like-get up early every day to practice dancing, although it is a scene of group dances, go back to sleep every night, and when you return to the house, swipe your phone to several points unknown.

It happened one night two days ago.

On this night, the company lost power. At the time, Qi Yun was having dinner with several trainees at the same time in the restaurant.

After the power failure, most of the lines of the surveillance video also stopped, and naturally there was no picture.

Twenty minutes later, the power system was restored, but Qi Yun's shadow was not seen anyway-nowhere else was he.

Agent Xie's face was a bit white, maybe he finally realized the seriousness of the matter, or maybe he was afraid-a living person, just evaporated in the company.

He called out the trainees.

A baby-faced trainee said: "At that time we were playing with mobile phones and the lights were on."

A beautiful trainee said: "He seems to have taken a glow stick to the toilet."

Another enchanted trainee said: "He's a little bit weird at the moment, maybe he's looking for inspiration."

The last handsome and handsome trainee said: "He was absent that day."

Baby face: "Is he out of the building?"

The demon was enraged and said: "That's impossible. The restaurant is on the eleventh floor. The elevator stops. Except for people with pits, who would go down the stairs and slide out the door?

No, it cannot be said like this, Lin Xun said. Qi Yun's brain is indeed a bit bumpy. He looked at their appearance, and said that all kinds of little brothers are all together, what is Qi Yun responsible for in this team, is it responsible for intellectual disability?

Lin Xun flipped around and watched the last two minutes of video before the power cut.

He: "What is the reason for the power failure?"

Xie agent: "It seems that the line is aging."

Lin Xun: "The building is quite new."

Xie agent: "It may be a bit of tofu project."

Lin Xun: "."

He went back and forth and played that video seventeen or eight times.

He said: "Let's go to the restaurant to see."

Chang Ji: "What do you see?"

"It's nothing. I just think that people like Qi Yun can't use logic to predict his behavior," Lin Xun said. "I'm going to that scene and substitute it."