Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

"Chairman Liu of Tailong Real Estate, his assets are worth several billion, why are you here?"

"Hey, Director Zhang of Northwest Mining, he seems to be in the top 100 on the Forbes rich list!"

Seeing this, Lin Monong was stunned and stunned, as if Grandma Liu had entered the Grand View Garden for the first time and had her eyes opened.

"I want to meet Mr. Ouyang, the master of Bajiquan. I wonder if you can be accommodating and let me in?"

"Is Daochang Liu here? I want to ask him to enlighten me on Feng Shui. Please let me in..."

"Doctor Xue is in there. Please let me in. Quanzi is seriously ill. I want to ask for a pill..."

However, they were all stopped by a group of well-dressed bodyguards and were not allowed to enter at all. They could only beg at the door.

Listening carefully, Lin Mo Nong's pretty face was even more shocked, full of disbelief: "This Poyang Water Villa is so big, even these rich people are blocked, it seems they are not qualified to enter!"

Any one of these rich people is a well-known figure, and their influence in their region and industry is so terrible that they can't even stomp their feet without shaking.

But at this moment, he was blocked from the door like a little kid asking for candy, and he was not qualified to enter the villa.

"Warriors, practitioners of law, masters of medicine, beings whose abilities are beyond worldly power, and wealthy people in the world, who wouldn't want to make acquaintance with one or two as a supporter?"

Jiang Tian was already accustomed to this, and just glanced around with an indifferent expression.

"Huh? At a glance, there are more than a dozen internal energy masters."

Jiang Tian's spiritual consciousness instantly swept across the several miles around Poyang Water Village, and everything was familiar to him. He couldn't help but nodded slightly, his eyes condensed slightly, and there was some enlightenment in his heart.

It seems that this Wushu Federation gathering is much higher level than the gathering held by the Shennong sect, and it is not the same at all.

The exchange between the Shennong Sect was mainly about elixirs. In the final analysis, it was only a semi-reclusive sect with limited influence.

But this time it was different. It was called by the Wushu Federation and endorsed by the Dragon Group, and many masters were also vying for the throne of the Wushu Federation president. It could be said that there were so many warriors from all over the world that even the old masters were alarmed.

You must know that the Wushu Federation seems to be the leader of a non-governmental organization, but in fact it is inextricably linked to the Dragon Group. The president of the Wushu Federation is second only to Ye Zhantian. It can be said that one person is inferior to ten thousand people. Who doesn’t want to sit on it? Woolen cloth?

Those with high levels of cultivation covet the position of the president and want to compete in a showdown. They are eager to try.

Those with low cultivation level also know that this is the largest martial arts gathering in five years, and want to broaden their horizons, watch the masters fight, understand martial arts, and confirm their cultivation level. This will also be of great benefit to improving your own strength.

"Sister Lin Mo Nong, you're here! Did you have any problems on the way?"

When Lin Mo Nong made a call, suddenly, a woman with a bright smile rushed over, took her hand, and said with concern.

The girl is very beautiful, with a small and cute oval face, skin as tender as milk, big watery eyes, a straight nose that makes her look more playful, and a bright red mouth that is as moist as a freshly washed strawberry. Tempting.

In December in Gan Province, on the side of the mountains and forests, the weather is already slightly cold, and many people are wearing winter clothes. But this girl was wearing a miniskirt with a small suit, brown suede boots, and black stockings and leggings wrapping a pair of slender and straight legs, making her look extremely alluring.

"Meng Yao, luckily I met Jiang Tian on the road. I took his ride here and got rid of those people!" Lin Menong said with a fond smile.

"You, you are Jiang, Jiang Tian..."

Chu Mengyao looked at Jiang Tian, ​​a college classmate, in disbelief, her beautiful eyes widening.

The Chu family started their business by doing advertising and consulting, and their assets are several hundred million. Although they are not the top family in Jinling, they are many times more powerful than the average well-off family.

As the daughter of the Jinling Chu family, Chu Mengyao also rides in a luxury sports car when going out, stays in five-star hotels, wears famous fashion brands, and spends far more on food and clothing than children from ordinary families.

Moreover, when Chu Mengyao was in college, she took charge of the family and participated in the management of the family business. She showed good business talent and was also a popular socialite in Jinling.

She comes from a good background, has first-class appearance, excellent figure, and a charming and pure temperament. She was a school belle in college.

At that time, Jiang Tian was also young and careless, with excessive hormone secretion. He spent all day picking up and fighting with girls. Naturally, he would not miss Chu Mengyao, a stunning beauty, and he also pursued her.

Chu Mengyao knew that Jiang Tian had a good background and tried to date him for a while.

But Chu Mengyao was very precocious. She began to sit in on the Chu Group's board of directors at the age of fourteen. She soon discovered that Jiang Tian was an uneducated and incompetent playboy, and she immediately stopped paying attention to Jiang Tian.

For this reason, Jiang Tian was very sad for a while. He placed candles and sent a thousand roses downstairs to Chu Mengyao's dormitory to publicly express his love, causing quite a stir, but it only made Chu Mengyao hate him even more.

In Chu Mengyao's impression, Jiang Tian in college seemed to be unable to wake up all day long, listless, with a vain temperament, frivolous manners and smooth words. He was basically a fighter among rubbish.

But at this time, Jiang Tian's eyebrows were clear and his hair was clean. Although he was only wearing simple casual clothes, his eyes were as calm as an ancient well, giving people a sense of stability.

She couldn't help but secretly click her tongue in her heart, thinking that Jiang Tian had not been kicked out of the house. How could he become so outstanding?

"..." Jiang Tian only had a vague impression of her. When he saw her calling his name, he just nodded with a smile.

He only cares about Zhao Xueqing now. He only held hands with her when he was in college. He even had a romantic relationship with the big star Li Huiyan, but neither one owed anything to the other, so how could it stir up a little emotion in his heart? Where is Weilan?

"Hmph, the slickness is gone, but it has gained a bit of arrogance. Why should he?"

Chu Mengyao rolled her eyes at Jiang Tian arrogantly, feeling a little unhappy in her heart.

In her opinion, Jiang Tian, ​​an abandoned son of a run-down family, should fawn over and please her like a pug. However, Jiang Tian's indifference to her made her very disgusted with Jiang Tian.

If Jiang Tian knew what she was thinking, he would probably smile bitterly and sigh: "Only women and villains are difficult to care for. If you are close, you will not be inferior, and if you are far, you will be resentful."

In fact, many girls are so pretentious. If you get close to her, she will think you are frivolous and dissolute, and if you keep a distance, she will think you are arrogant and pretentious.

In short, it's all your fault no matter what happens. Maybe this is the privilege that beautiful women should have.

However, at this moment, she wanted to squeeze on Jiang Tian, ​​but she couldn't find a suitable reason, so she could only endure her discomfort for the time being, and took Lin Menong's little hand and said distressedly:

"Sister Mo Nong, we're in trouble. Xia Miao can't bring us in. The people at Shuizhuang won't give us any face at all!"

It turned out that they were not invited to the Wushu Federation Conference at all.

They are still ranked high in Jinling, but looking at China, there are countless middle-class families with families worth tens of millions.

As for the Wushu Federation Conference, there are only a few hundred seats for the secular world. In Lingnan, there are only about ten seats, all of which are wealthy and powerful with assets exceeding tens of billions.

If a minor character like Chu Mengyao could enter, the venue would not be overcrowded.

The Xia family is also a big family in Jinling. They own 30% of the shares of Confucius Temple Antique Street and have assets worth several billion. However, Xia Miao got an invitation and watched it with her father.

Xia Miao was pursuing Chu Mengyao, and Lin Monong and Tang Baoer were her best friends, so Xia Miao made bold words and took them in to open their eyes.

Unexpectedly, during the ticket inspection, Shuizhuang was strict in checking and did not give any face. Chu Mengyao was kicked out and even Xia Miao was scolded.

"Ah? What should we do?"

Hearing this, Lin Mo Nong was at a loss for words, with a troubled and anxious look on his face, and his beautiful eyes were about to cry.

She also wanted to find a martial arts master to solve the crisis, but this time it was all in vain.

Seeing this, Jiang Tian smiled calmly and said: "Teacher Lin, don't worry, I will take you in later!"

"Jiang Tian, ​​what did you say..."

Lin Mo Nong couldn't believe it, looked at Jiang Tian in surprise and asked.

Chu Mengyao, who had always been unhappy with Jiang Tian, ​​finally found an opportunity to get angry. With her bright red mouth curled up and her beautiful eyebrows raised so high that they could fly to the sky, she snorted disdainfully: "Jiang Tian, ​​what are you kidding about? Are you taking it for granted?" What kind of occasion is this? Xia Miao can't even take us in, but you can!"

Jiang Tian was indifferent and too lazy to pay attention to her. He was so mature that he didn't dare to speak carelessly.

"My master didn't say he would take you, it's none of your business!"

But Tang Linglong was always sharp-tongued, and when he saw that she was disrespectful to her master, she was not polite, so she immediately retorted.

"You, you dare to scold me?" Chu Mengyao said with a look of disbelief.

Tang Linglong hugged Jiang Tian and walked toward the door, and Lin Mo Nong followed subconsciously.

"What did you say? Oh, Sister Mo Nong, don't be stupid, he must have lied to you!"

Chu Mengyao was so angry that her delicate body trembled crazily, she pointed at Jiang Tianjiao and shouted: "Humph, are you just waiting to be beaten to death?"

At this time, a pretty girl with baby fat on her face came over, pouting her bright red mouth, and said in surprise: "Sister Mengyao, what's wrong? What are you calling? What's wrong with Sister Lin Menong!" "

The girl has a petite figure, but a pair of plump breasts that are not consistent with her age are particularly attractive, and she can be called a child-like face.

Behind her, there was a handsome young man, helping her carry juice and a Kun bag.

His name is Ye Feng, and he is their gold medal bodyguard.

"Bao'er, look..." Chu Mengyao accused Jiang Tian quickly.

"Ha, are you talking about that idiot who gave you flowers in college and sang "Norwegian Wood" with a broken guitar?"

Tang Baoer laughed so hard that his flowers trembled, and a pair of full and dazzling white waves rippled. He giggled and said: "Speaking of which, he is quite good at singing. He can be half as good as Five Hundred!"