Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

"For the sake of you just quarreling with Gu Yitong on my behalf, I reluctantly gave you a ride. Tell me, where do you want to go?"

Bai Feifei sat in the driver's seat and said while wearing gloves.

"I've been classmates with Gu Yitong for two years, and this is the first time I've seen her get so angry."

When Bai Feifei saw that Jiang Ran ignored her, she added, "You guys from a poor country are so vicious when you scold people."

Jiang Ran closed the book in his hand and put it on his seat, raised his head and looked at her: "No. 90 three times."

"What is No. 90 three times?" Bai Feifei started the car and asked inexplicably.

"The Romance of the Three Kingdoms No. 90 Chapter [-], Jiang Boyu surrendered to Kong Ming, and the Marquis of Wuxiang cursed Wang Lang to death." Jiang Ran looked calm.

"The reason why you can't defeat Gu Yitong is because she can grasp your weaknesses, but you can't tell her pain points."

Bai Feifei saw him casting his eyes on her chest while talking, and her whole body suddenly went crazy.

"Jiang Ran! What's that look in your eyes?" She looked at Jiang Ran fiercely, her eyes gnawing at everyone.

"You are wrong." Jiang Ran withdrew his gaze calmly, "I don't want to go anywhere, just send me back."

"What a pervert." Bai Feifei knew in her heart that he was not interested in her, but she still muttered, "I'll kill you."

He stepped on the accelerator and the car sped away.

When Jiang Ran saw Bai Feifei, who had just turned around and disappeared from sight as soon as he arrived at the door of Bai's house, he stretched out his hand in vain: "I haven't picked up my book yet."

After entering the house, Jiang Ran recalled Tao Duoduo's words just now, and tried to figure out what reason to use to knock... and ask Chu Tianqi to compensate for some mental damages.

Although he is now in a state where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is constantly refining his physical body, his cultivation is temporarily stuck in a dilemma where he cannot improve.

At the speed at which the meager spiritual energy of heaven and earth refines the physical body, he can almost achieve a minor completion of the red gold body in 30 years.

too slow!

Jiang Ran's ideal speed is to successfully cultivate the Qingang Body in the Second Tribulation in 20 years, and then to build a perfect Dao foundation in 30 years after returning to the innate world.

Because of what Acheng and Bai Feifei said, he realized that what happened in Yunshang Palace may not have happened at this point in time.

So Jiang Ran was suddenly worried. If it was confirmed that no one was selling drugs in Yunshang Palace after a while, where should he go to make money.

He was capable of robbing and threatening others, but the problem was that he couldn't just blackmail anyone he met.

Not to mention that he would have to deal with the authorities if the trouble got bigger, this approach would not be able to achieve the amount of funds he needed at all.

Jiang Ran was planning a new plan when the ringtone came from the Dagua cell phone he just bought.

He had never seen the caller number, but his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Young friend Jiang, this is Yan Chuan." A magnetic voice came from the phone, "I have heard some news about rare wild medicinal materials, which may interest you."

"Say." Jiang Ranyan said simply and horrified.

"There will be a small exhibition in Yanshan City in three months, and some of the items will be sold for charity."

Yan Chuan knew the other party's temperament and did not deliberately beat around the bush.

"I didn't pay much attention to these things at first, but in the invitation letter sent by the organizer to the staff, the appendix column showed an 80-year-old sun branch."

"You should also know the original effect of this thing, which is to target men's problems." Yan Chuan deliberately chuckled.

"But it's wild at least, so I just wanted to tell you." After thinking about it, Yan Chuan added, "Maybe there are other medicinal materials, after all, the invitation didn't show much."

"Where is the appendix to the invitation letter?" Jiang Ran really didn't know about Qi Yangzhi. After all, he didn't have any need in that regard.

"I'll ask Ah Cheng to send it to you." Yan Chuan smiled, then changed the topic and talked about another thing.

"By the way, Acheng is a bit of a jerk. Xiaoyou Jiang, please stop teasing him next time. The Xie family is not stupid enough to engage in contraband business on their own territory."

"I was planning to leave Nandu yesterday, but Acheng had to ask me to ask the Xie family about Yunshang Immortal Palace for no reason."

Yan Chuan's tone was a little helpless, but he couldn't let it go.

As a result, the Xie family turned the Yunshang Immortal Palace upside down and found no clues, thus dispelling Ah Cheng's suspicion.

Jiang Ran pondered for a moment, and then said: "I didn't expect that Acheng would ask you to investigate the affairs of Yunshang Immortal Palace."

"Originally, I was going to confirm it myself after some time."

"Now that you have found out about this matter, you have done me a favor in disguise."

Jiang Ran thought for a while and then sent a message to Yan.

"In addition, you informed me about Yangzhi, so I'll accept you as a favor."

“Even if I don’t gain anything from my trip to Yanshan three months later, these words still count.”

I don't know why, but when Yan Chuan heard this sentence, he felt an inexplicable feeling of relief all over his body, as if his years of chronic illness had been wiped away.

He didn't understand why this phenomenon happened, but he still laughed: "I have to keep the favor from An Jin peak, otherwise it will be of great use in the future."

"Ask Ah Cheng to come over with his things." Jiang Ran waited for him to finish speaking before he said, "I'll wait for him at the Qingyuan Tea House near Shanhai City."

He immediately hung up the phone.

He would not let Ah Cheng come to Qin Yun's house to discuss things, so he chose a temporary place.

Qingyuan Tea House is famous for its dim sum, and Qin Yun took him there many times in his previous life.

Today is Saturday, so there are quite a lot of people in Qingyuan Tea House.

On the first floor, a woman in her 30s and wearing a cheongsam was playing the pipa seriously, and many guests gathered around the tea tables to listen.

Jiang Ran looked around and went straight to the second floor.

There are no windows on the second floor, only a circle of wooden railings around it. There are no people sitting on the tea tables on the southeast side, maybe because the sun is a bit dazzling.

Jiang Ran randomly chose a seat and sat down, and said to the waiter who came up to him: "A pot of spring snow and a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Spring Tingxue and Osmanthus Cake are Qin Yun’s favorite teas and snacks, and they are also the signatures of Qingyuan Tea House.

Waiting for the snacks and tea to be brought to the table, Jiang Ran had just tasted a few mouthfuls when he saw two people walking up talking loudly.

A short, fat man with a dark face and a normal build. The short and fat man had a large bald head, but he looked extremely confident.

"Brother Kong, this villa in Shanhai City looks pretty good, what do you think?" the black-faced man said while inviting the bald man to sit down.

"The environment is okay, the location is good, but the price is too high." The bald man shook his head, "My money doesn't come from strong winds."

"It's okay. I have a friend who wants to sell several villas. Brother Kong will take his time in choosing." The black-faced man nodded in agreement and immediately said with relief.

"Can you please keep your voice down?" A rich woman wearing gold and silver at the table next to her patted the table and said to the two of them.

"It's none of your business!" The bald man snapped back, "This is not your home, so why are you so lenient?"

The rich woman seemed to have never been scolded by anyone before, so she pointed at the two of them and started scolding them.

The bald man was about to curse back when he heard the sound of rapid footsteps coming from the stairs. He turned his head and looked viciously, almost biting his tongue because he had to hold back the curse words.

He pulled the dark-faced man who had just stood up, and his whole body suddenly stopped.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the rich woman thought that she was scolded so that she didn't dare to say anything. She followed the bald man's gaze and suddenly couldn't control her desire to make a move.

The person who came was wearing a military green T-shirt, had a short haircut, a muscular body, and a determined look, making him look very tough.