Lord God Xiaoyao

"Old immortal long!" A hearty voice sounded, and a middle-aged man walked towards him.

The man was in his forties and was at a very young age. He had extremely energetic eyes. He was wearing a dark suit. He respectfully came to Haiyun to worship.

"It's been a long time since Mr. Jin, I remember that the last time was 20 years ago," Haiyun said, stroking his beard, the same routine.

"The last time I saw the immortal, I had just graduated from university and had little success in starting a business. I went to Bincheng to develop business and failed. It was also after the old immortal's call at Haiyunguan that I have Jin Changsheng today."

"The kindness of the old immortal, I Jin Changsheng has no teeth to remember, you should always remember it in your heart, don't call me President Jin, this is too far-fetched, just call me Little Gold," Jin Changsheng's words were full of emotions, as if The truth is the same.

Such words are just a young young man who has just stepped into society, Yang Qifeng can see, but how can he not see that Haiyun has lived more than a hundred years.

It is that sentence, you have eaten more salt than you have taken.

If Jin Changsheng is really grateful, he has already made a fortune. How could he not go to Bincheng for 20 years to thank him? The two will see each other after 20 years. This is not ancient times.

Communication relies on roaring and traffic relies on walking, so it is impossible to contact.

This is a phone call and then a flight.

"You have not seen the world in twenty years. You have a wealth of ten million. You really admire the old Dao." Haiyun Old Dao showed admiration with a vivid expression. This admiration from the heart is not fake.

Ten million, this is not RMB.

This is talking about spirit stones. In the era of aura recovery, those with real status have already begun to use spirit stones to measure them. Of course, this is not the mainstream, and the mainstream is still RMB.

"This is the blessing of our ancestors. If it weren't for the ancestors, Jin Changsheng would have become a ruined residence and worthless under the great transformation of this spiritual revival, and was eliminated by the times."

Jin Changsheng's words are full of pride. He is proud of his ancestors, and it is his blessing to be able to climb to the ancestors.

Yang Qifeng slowly moved his eyes away from Jin Changsheng and Haiyun Lao Dao. Neither of them is a simple master. There is clearly a big gap between them. However, whether they move or talk, they are both happy, as if they were family.

Haiyun has a rich experience and has lived for more than 100 years. When he was young, it was the era of big money change. He hadn't seen anything. However, Jin Changsheng started from scratch and successfully seized the opportunity after his aura recovered.

He used Lingcao as raw material to manufacture Jiudan Oral Liquid based on family alchemy, which has been well received since its launch. In the next five years, he has launched new products every year, and has gradually transitioned from ordinary people to ascetics.

The most important thing is that he successfully hooked up with Wandanmen, a martial art of Waidan. Now there is a backer behind him, and he has money in his hands. It is the winner of life after the aura has recovered.

For example, some of the famous Fortune 500 companies that were well-known before the revival of aura, even if they are still alive, they are not in their glory.

"Old Immortal Chief?" After Jin Changsheng and Haiyun recounted the old ways, he asked Yang Qifeng in doubt and preached.

"I'm the same junior,"

"It turns out that it is Xiaoxianchang, disrespectful and disrespectful!" Jin Changsheng was very polite, without any pretensions.

"Don't dare," Yang Qifeng also said politely, his gaze looked at Old Haiyun, and gave him the status of a junior. He didn't know what to do, he was not afraid.

Even if the other party wants to cheat him, who doesn't know in the end.

Besides, the word "junior" is easy to say, but it is difficult to take it back again. After some chatting in the car, Yang Qifeng successfully knew that this Haiyun old way also has a heritage, and his line still has a heritage.

It is impossible for ordinary people to know information such as the Ten Thousand Worlds Center. Besides, even if there is no inheritance, it is only the contacts run by Haiyun Lao Dao and his sources of intelligence, which Yang Qifeng needs.

Dove occupying the magpie's nest has always been the fastest way to make a fortune. In the real world, he cannot stay for long. This is the best way.

"Old Immortal Chief and Little Immortal Chief, I was abrupt, and I forgot when I saw Old Immortal Chang. This is not a place to talk."

"I have set up a banquet inside, and all the immortal leaders of Wandanmen are also here, specially for the old immortal and the little immortal," Jin Changsheng personally led Yang Qifeng and Haiyun old road into the villa.

This villa is built on the hillside. It is a three-story building. It covers a large area. It also opens up a lake artificially. It has mountains, waters and trees.

Walking on a small road paved with cobblestones, Yang Qifeng looked at both sides. On both sides of the small road were a row of stone benches. On the stone benches lined up bonsai of various flowers and trees, it was pleasing to the eye.

The round arch windows and the corner stone masonry are full of grace and luxury.

The white plaster walls combined with the light red roof tiles, continuous arches and corridors, and the living room with tall windows make people feel very excited.

There is no shortage of elegance, elegance and comfort. The porch and foyer stretch north and south. The living room and bedroom are equipped with low windows and hexagonal viewing bay windows. The restaurant connects north and south, and the indoor and outdoor scenes blend together.

It is completely modern, and there is no harm in it, but if these Taoists sitting on the sofa in front of their eyes do not wear a robe, but loose casual clothes or suits, then it will be harmonious.

Two Taoist priests, one old and the other young, the old man with silver beard and hair, are sitting on the sofa watching the movie meticulously.

The holographic projection in the front is impressive, and it is the Journey to the West. On it is the monkey with the sharp-nosed monkey cheek thunder mouth. He is holding a bowl with a large stick, and is repeatedly rushing~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There is no one in the hand. It will.

"It's too bad, this **** is not even as good as Yin god, just a few times back and forth," the old Taoist chattered, watching while commenting.

"It seems that the director's level needs to be improved. This is entirely due to special effects. Not to mention finding a few real gods, but also finding a few souls."

"The difference between the movie filmed by the Black Dragon Mountain Empire is not a star and a half.

"Master, someone is here," a Taoist priest gave the old Taoist a little, and the old Taoist glanced at the little Taoist dissatisfiedly, as if to say that I don't know.

The old Taoist stood up and faced Haiyun's chief inspector.

After the two of them had their own etiquette, the old Taoist introduced himself and preached: "The poor way of Wandanmen Changdanzi, this is the little disciple Xuanyang,"

"The Daoists already know this purpose,"

"I have a question. Senior Fellow Chang Danzi from Baopuzi's secret residence knows that he can get it, so why bother to let people with lofty ideals come."