Girl, I’ll Teach You Cultivation

Jiang Xiu was slightly surprised, he had never demonstrated spells in front of the Tang family, so how could they invite him to participate in the ancient magic weapon identification conference?

Then he thought about it and felt relieved. It should be that the Tang family wanted to make friends with him. After all, Jiang Xiu's strength was there, and even Lin Zhenbei was scared to death by him.

But Tang Zhenshan treated his benefactor like this, which made him feel bad for the Tang family, so he said coldly: I am not interested.

Don't mind me, Mr. Jiang!

Seeing Jiang Xiu's refusal, Tang Wenchong became a little anxious. This was the job assigned by the old man. He patted his chest and promised that he would definitely be able to invite Jiang Xiu.

This time, there are many ancient magic weapon identification conferences, such as ancient swords with mysterious origins. Whatever you like, I, the Tang family, will offer it with both hands. Of course, Mr. Jiang naturally does not care about such a small thing. It's a guy's business, but if Mr. Jiang Hongfu can discover the mystery of the ancient magic weapon, maybe he can inherit it.

Jiang Xiu sneered in his heart. There are countless methods of cultivating immortals in his mind, and all of them are first-class and top-grade. Even if there are any ancient methods inherited, they can't catch his eyes at all.

I'm not interested!

He still refused coldly.

Seeing that Jiang Xiu was about to hang up the phone, Tang Wenchong said hastily, No, no, no, Mr. Jiang... We will never let you go away empty-handed. As long as you are willing to come, what about the one million appearance fee?

Jiang Xiu laughed out loud, extremely ignorant and stupid.

As everyone knows, Xiushen gave up 10 million and cut off Tang Zhenshan's arm.

Hearing Jiang Xiu laugh, and the laughter was full of anger, Tang Wenchong's legs went limp in fright. For a strong man like Jiang Xiu, spending money is really a great insult.

Who knew that the painting style would change suddenly: One million?

Yes! Tang Wenchong said nervously: One million, if Mr. Jiang thinks it's too little, we can add more. My Tang family really sincerely invites Mr. Jiang.

Jiang Xiu laughed again, actually wanting to use money to move the deity!

Can you add more?

Yes! Tang Wenchong's nervous palms were sweating: As long as the husband is willing to come, the price will be determined by the husband.

Jiang Xiu looked up at the sky with clouds and clouds, his eyes filled with endless arrogance, what kind of loneliness is that, when you are short of money, someone begs you for money.

Hey, sin!

Although you are ignorant and stupid, but... it does sound quite sincere.

As the heir of Tang Zhenshan, Tang Wenchong is certainly not a stupid person. He was so excited that he almost cried: Thank you, Mr. Jiang!

I'll go to No. 2 Middle School to pick up Mr.!

After the Lin Zhenbei incident that day, Mr. Tang told him that Jiang Xiu's martial arts cultivation was higher than that of Chu Tiannan, and even Lin Zhenbei was scared to death. What kind of monstrous existence is this? Before coming, Ah Dong also swore that Mr. Jiang would never come, and now that he was invited by him, how could he not be excited.

Um!

It's a pity that when Tang Wenchong came, there was almost no one in the school. Such a big luxury car came to pick up Jiang Xiu, but there was no audience, which was really disappointing.

Mr. Jiang!

Tang Wenchong got off the Rolls-Royce, wearing a well-made suit. Seeing Jiang Xiu wearing clothes from a roadside stall that cost less than 300 yuan, he was only 18 years old, and his mind was a little dazed. This young man is really what his grandfather said. So powerful, will there be any oolongs?

please!

Jiang Xiudan glanced at him and got into the car.

The Tang family took the lead in this ancient artifact identification conference, but the real funder was Qin Weiping from Wanji, and the venue was set at Bailaideng Senior Club not far from the Wanji Guangcheng project.

When passing Renhe Road, Jiang Xiu saw traffic police blocking the road ahead.

Can't help but ask: What's going on in front?

Tang Wenchong said: Sir, you don't know yet. The Wanji Group's forced demolition of temples has angered the gods, and supernatural incidents occur frequently. Now whenever it is dark, traffic accidents will definitely occur on Renhe Road. The government has no choice but to block the road for road construction.

Offended the gods?

Tang Wenchong said with a smile: That's right, many mages were invited, but there was nothing they could do, so everyone guessed that it was not evil spirits, but offended the gods of the ancient temple.

Jiang Xiu smiled lightly, noncommittal.

Bai Laideng came to the senior club from time to time, and Tang Wenchong and Jiang Xiu got out of the car.

Looking around, a lot of people were walking into the clubhouse, and all of them were dressed up to attend, the men were in neat suits, the women were in eye-catching evening gowns, and they all held an invitation card in their hands.

Mr. Jiang please!

After entering the clubhouse, Tang Wenchong had many acquaintances. Seeing that Young Master Tang was obsessing over one party, Jiang Xiu, who was dressed in shabby clothes, was flamboyantly ignored, Jiang Xiu didn't care.

You are busy with your work, the deity walks by itself.

This trip to God Cultivation is to make soy sauce, to be precise, to earn the one million. As for the rest, Jiang Xiu didn't take it to heart. At most, he will see if there is any ancient magic weapon. By the way, one or two things, he also needs some natural talents and earthly treasures to speed up his cultivation.

There are groups of threes and fours in the clubhouse. For people in the upper class, networking is very important. Attending such a dinner can open up contacts and bring great convenience for future business or other matters.

Of course, it is also a great opportunity for the juniors to go abroad.

Look, that's Zhao Zhixiang from the Bairunda supermarket chain.

Tianrun Pharmaceutical Wu Dong!

There are even foreigners. He seems to be the boss of Mercedes-Benz.

Ouyang Qian's eyes were shining brightly, and her excited hands were dancing: Wow, today's performance is so high... No wonder Chen Shao said that the invitation letter costs 100,000.

Li Dan also said excitedly: Today is the right time.

That person can't be Bai Feng, Young Master Bai, right?

Cheng Lingsu looked over curiously when he heard the words. He thought that the man in the white and fashionable suit was suave and handsome. On the one hand, the main thing was that this young man was one of the best among the upper-class young generation in Jiangcheng.

Da Lei dared to move Ye Wenchen without hesitation, but he didn't dare to say no to this Young Master Bai.

What? Want to get to know each other?

Ye Wenchen pushed his glasses, he observed Cheng Lingsu carefully, afraid that his favorite goddess would also fall in love with Bai Feng, this young man is really outstanding.

Su Su...

Suddenly a voice came, and Cheng Lingsu looked back when he heard the sound, but it was a beautiful woman in a black evening dress. Cheng Lingsu's face became a little unnatural: Mom!

It's really you, Mom thought she was delusional!

The daughter is Cheng Lingsu's biological mother, Sun Xiaohong. Logically speaking, there is still an evening self-study today. Cheng Lingsu skipped class and was caught by his mother on the spot. Of course it is unnatural.

But Sun Xiaohong didn't have the slightest displeasure on her face: How did you get in, it's hard to get in here. Even she got the invitation letter through a friend of a friend.

After all, this is an ancient artifact identification conference, not a commercial one.

Cheng Lingsu hurried over, took her hand and said, My friend has an invitation letter, so I'll come and join in the fun.

Xiaohong, this is your little daughter.

There are two middle-aged female friends beside Sun Xiaohong.

Yes! Sun Xiaohong dotingly looked at her daughter who was getting more and more youthful, and said, You see, children nowadays are really hard to manage. They still have classes at night, yet they ran away to attend the dinner.

Cheng Lingsu stuck out her tongue mischievously, such a cute side, like when Ye Wenchen and Lin Shu met before, his eyes were straightened.

Sun Xiaohong scratched her nose and said, Now that I've grown up and have contacts, I can come to the dinner party myself.

The words were words of reproach, but the tone was full of admiration, and the two friends beside her were envious. It was so difficult to invite Kaka, and the second lady of the Cheng family was terrible.

Your daughter is really capable.

Sun Xiaohong: I'll be fooling around.

Ye Wenchen puffed up his chest, he got this invitation letter, and it was a bit of a show.

My children also want to come, but unfortunately there is no invitation card...

Seeing that her friend's eyes were full of envy, Sun Xiaohong became more and more complacent. Even Cheng Lingsu felt that his face was bright, and the eyes he looked at Ye Wenchen softened.

But the next moment, the smiles of Sun Xiaohong and Cheng Lingsu froze on their faces. Far away from them, at the dining table, a young man dressed like a roadside stall was eating pastries.

Jiang Xiu, why is he here?