After rebirth, I became a boss

Chapter 88 It's almost time (one more)
"It's almost time."

Zheng Xiaen raised his head, looked at the dark sky outside the window, and said in a calm voice.

"When is it almost time?"

Zhang Duxian, who was on the side, saw Zheng Xiaen's solemn expression and heard her saying that it was almost time, and felt very confused.

"It's nothing." Zheng Xiaen heard Zhang Duxian's question and turned to look at him.

Zhang Duxian met Zheng Xiaen's eyes and took a step back subconsciously.

He was frightened by the desolation, sadness, and other emotions in Zheng Xiaen's eyes that he couldn't understand.

Why did Xia En look like this?

Are you still immersed in Ji Tong's emotions?

Zheng Xiaen blinked at Zhang Duxian, and the complex emotions in his eyes just now disappeared in an instant.

Zheng Xiaen showed a pure expression and said playfully to Zhang Duxian: "Director Zhang, I mean, it's almost time to finish work today."

Zhang Duxian looked at Zheng Xiaen who was smiling sweetly, and was a little dazed. Looking at the brilliance in her eyes, he felt a little doubt in his heart.

Could it be that what happened just now was his illusion?
"Hmph, good idea!" Zhang Duxian pretended to be angry and turned his head to one side, humming.

Zheng Xiaen smiled after hearing this, and then raised his head to look at the sky, his eyes gradually became loose, and his thoughts gradually drifted to the distance.

"No, I said," Fu Chujin was half-sitting in front of a tea table, looking at the cold and noble Mu Wu opposite him, he subconsciously closed his pretentious fan, and tapped the fan on the table in confusion .

"What disastrous thing did you do in the mortal world? You sent these old guys out just to keep you in the spiritual world?"

As Fu Chujin said, he got up and walked to the window of the teahouse.

Seeing the four or five spiritual cultivators guarding the entrance to the world, Fu Chujin subconsciously opened the pretending fan in his hand, and slapped it hard a few times, suppressing his shock.

The spiritual world is huge, bigger than the mortal world, but there is only one entrance that can enter and exit the mortal world.

This entrance is called by the spiritual practitioners in the spiritual world, the entrance to the world.

The entry door can lead to any place in the world.

The world of spiritual cultivation has entry and exit points in various places in the mortal world.

Some are in more remote places.

Some bought a house directly and set up entry and exit points in the house.

The setting of the entry and exit points here is also similar to the teleportation array.

And now, near the gate of entering the world, there are a middle-aged man in the early stage of Nascent Soul, three middle-aged men in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and an old man in the late stage of Nascent Soul.

The reason why the five of them stayed near the entry gate was to prevent Mu Wu from leaving the spiritual world.

He even risked the consequences of offending Mu Wu to stop Mu Wu.

Moreover, everyone should know that the world of spiritual cultivation is no better than it was a thousand years ago.

The spiritual practitioners of Nascent Soul and Infant Transformation are running all over the place.

Thousands of years ago, a catastrophe occurred in the spiritual cultivation world, which caused many inheritances to disappear. Therefore, the accompanying consequence was that the spiritual cultivation world began to gradually decline.

Most of the many spiritual cultivators now are stuck in the late stage of Golden Core for their entire lives.

There are a small number of people who can build a successful Nascent Soul.

There are only a very small number of people who can cultivate to the infant transformation and successfully forge their own natal weapons.

However, false immortals have not appeared in the world of spiritual cultivation for thousands of years.

Fu Chujin sighed, really, it's been a long time since there was such a battle.

"What can you do to let me out?"

Mu Wuxian ignored Fu Chujin's similarly complaining questions, then put his hands on the table, looked at the tea leaves floating in the cup, and asked indifferently.

Fu Chujin, who had been looking out the window, rolled his eyes speechlessly when he heard that Mu Wu's tone was still as indifferent as water at this moment.

Ni Talong, it's not that he's going out of this world of spiritual cultivation, so it feels like you're calmer than him when you hit the master?
He doesn't believe it anymore, you, Uncle Mu Wu, have been able to remain indifferent all your life!

(End of this chapter)