Master, what path do you cultivate?

After checking Feng's younger brother's identity, he let Ji Qinglin and the others in.

The lighting in the huge factory building was dim, and there were guards from the Xindong Street Chamber of Commerce around.

Most of the shop owners had already left early after selecting their candidate disciples, and the few remaining people were chatting with the president.

Hearing the sound of the motorcycle, they all turned their heads to look this way.

"Qinglin, it's really late."

The man who spoke was only in his early fifties, dressed in a black Taoist robe, and the golden dragon pattern printed on the carbon fiber alloy arm was shining brightly under the light. A connoisseur of knowledge could tell that it was a top-quality Cyclops.

It was Lei Qiong, the chairman of the New East Street Chamber of Commerce.

Ji Qinglin bowed his head and said:

"President, I'm sorry, I was delayed on the road. Why is the place where the disciples are accepted this time so hidden?"

Lei Qiong pointed to the iron gate beside him:

"You'll know when you go in and have a look. Everyone has finished choosing, and you can do whatever you want."

Ji Qinglin didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Lei Qiong's gourd, and after greeting several other bosses one by one, he walked towards the iron gate.

He didn't take into account the encrypted voice transmitted by the bosses behind him in the local area network.

"This brat is here again. He looks handsome at a young age, but he has a really thick skin. He doesn't accept apprentices every time, and he doesn't fall behind every time."

"Master whoring for nothing. Do you think he looks like he has money to accept apprentices? Even he has never formally installed a comprehension suit, and he is only a solid state. I guess he may not even be able to beat the front desk of our hotel. He occupies a piece of money for nothing. land."

"Okay, at least he is from Xindong Street. But I heard that his land seems to be taken by others."

Ji Qinglin came to the door and opened it through his sleeve.

Inside the room were more than 30 young men and women dressed in blue and white stripes, and all wearing a slender black collar around their necks. Seeing Ji Qinglin come in, they immediately stood up neatly.

The blue and white striped clothes are the prisoner uniforms for light criminals in Bangkok Prison, and the black collar is the positioning restraint used by the prison.

With a glance, Ji Qinglin understood the reason why the apprenticeship ceremony was so hidden.

It seems that Xindong Street is not easy to recruit recently, otherwise President Lei Qiong would not have recruited so many prisoners as candidate disciples.

It is estimated that he dredged the relationship between the prison and brought out those light criminals who were in good health for everyone to choose.

Anyway, most of them are private prisons, and if you have money, you can talk.

For these lonely prisoners, the opportunity to become a Qi refiner funded by the group or the chamber of commerce is simply like a carp jumping over the dragon's gate.

After saluting, everyone stared at Ji Qinglin with wide eyes, hoping to get a chance.

Ji Qinglin didn't say a word, and looked at all these people like an emperor's draft pick.

The room was surprisingly quiet, everyone held their breaths and concentrated on trying to show their best side, Ji Qinglin was the last one to come in and choose, and it was also their last chance.

Ji Qinglin felt that he could already hear the cries in their hearts:

"Pick me! Pick me! Pick me!"

But it's a pity that Ji Qinglin was not moved by those eyes. Pity here saves nothing but one's own sympathy.

After looking around and finding nothing, Ji Qinglin cleared his throat, and said with a superior attitude:

"The journey of cultivation depends on chance. In this way, I will randomly share some fragments of the method of cultivating the true heart. If anyone can connect it, it means that whoever is born with a stronger Taoist heart and a corrected root bone may have more fate as a master and apprentice." .”

The prisoners were also taken aback when they heard this. The elders who came in to select before all checked their physical fitness, or used instruments to test the strength of the nerve interface, and this method is too casual, right?

But they have no right to choose, and seeing that Ji Qinglin is younger than the previous elders, and he was the last one to arrive, they can't help guessing that he may be the most unpredictable one, and they are all waiting for Ji Qinglin's "Cultivation of the Heart" ".

"Prosperity, democracy, civilization."

Everyone stared at Ji Qinglin, thinking that he would continue talking, and no one was ready to answer.

"May the Force be"

The sudden language change made the prisoners who were about to talk nonsense not know what to answer.

Seeing that the two flipping attempts did not work, Ji Qinglin sighed lightly, and then casually asked the third sentence:

"Royal Yuye Wine"

"One hundred and eighty cups."

The sound was not loud, but it was clear enough in a room where no one came to reply urgently.

Not only Ji Qinglin, but everyone else looked back to where the voice came from.

In the corner of the phalanx, there was a young girl standing with a little mud on her face, she couldn't see her face clearly, her hair was scattered just up to her shoulders, and she was tall and tall. Look, the probability of getting a top-quality figure is very high.

Seeing everyone looking at her, the girl showed no signs of fear, and only looked up at Ji Qinglin.

Ji Qinglin was also a little surprised, after all, his method was not scientific, and he had never succeeded before.

But he didn't show it, he still walked towards the girl with a smile on his face.

"How did you know this sentence?"

"Back to the elder, I answered subconsciously."

The girl's answer was also clean and neat, her voice was quite light, the standard Yu Jie's voice, her tone was slightly cold, and she didn't draw strings at all.

Ji Qinglin thought subconsciously? Just muscle memory? If there is no memory of the old era, I am afraid it will not be convincing. This girl is lying? Are you pretending to be stupid like you were back then?

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Ji Qinglin didn't ask any further questions here, but just nodded and said:

"Very well, you come out with me first."

The girl hesitated for a moment, but still followed.

The people in the house who missed the last chance couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when they saw this, but Ji Qinglin knew that with President Lei Qiong's habit, he would definitely give these people some benefits and keep their mouths shut.

Noticing that Ji Qinglin really led someone out, the elders who hadn't left also gathered around curiously.

After discovering that it was a young girl, everyone looked at each other and smiled meaningfully.

"Tsk, it seems that he is an amateur who has never installed a prosthetic body and comprehension accessories. It seems that this time, the white whoring master wants to do something else."

"Young people are full of firepower, it's understandable."

"Xiao Nizi seems to be really good-looking. Why didn't I notice it just now, but this brat picked it up?"

"What did you say?"

"No, no, I said this little prostitute has a bad heart."

Chairman Lei Qiong looked around at the girl brought out by Ji Qinglin, it seemed that she had never practiced.

The reason why the prison resources were excavated is to allow the elder members to have more choices. After all, not everyone's physique is suitable for cultivation. It would be best if he could find someone with a solid foundation. Unexpectedly, Ji Qinglin chose a plain girl , this kid can't really have a sperm in his brain, right?

"Qinglin, this is the disciple you selected? Don't choose again?"

"No need for the president, do you think there are any other procedures that need to be completed?"

Ji Qinglin's attitude was firm.

"Okay, I will handle the formalities. The prison activity fee for the selected disciples should be shared equally between the master and the chamber of commerce, but Qinglin is the first time you select disciples, and I will help you with the money."

After hearing this, Ji Qinglin stuffed the wallet back into his pocket while shaking his head and said:

"President, how can this be done?!"

Not caring about Ji Qinglin's fake politeness, Chairman Lei Qiong directly handed over the remote control of the positioning restraint collar and the girl's information to Ji Qinglin and exhorted:

"The status of these candidate disciples is special after all. Before accepting them as formal disciples, they must be carefully taught. Are you really okay? Do you want me to send disciples to help you pass on your skills? You know, this year we may have to restore the end of disciples and berths. Elimination system."

It can be heard that the president is really worried about Ji Qinglin's ability, after all, he is still the most basic solid state.

"Thank you, President, for your kindness. I still want to try it myself. If I need help, I will report it immediately."

Since it involves the old era, it is natural not to let other people get involved.

Hearing this, Lei Qiong secretly pulled Ji Qinglin aside for a private chat:

"I heard that someone wants to buy your shop recently?"

"President, you are really well-informed, indeed, but don't worry, I will naturally not sell it."

"If you dare to sell, be careful that the old beard asks you for your life. Does the chamber of commerce need to come forward to help you refuse?"

Chairman Lei Qiong still treats the members of the chamber of commerce as caringly as he treats his own family members.

"It's okay, I've already refused."

Because all his thoughts were on the girl at this time, Ji Qinglin left without talking to the president in detail.

But when he took the girl out of the warehouse, he realized that the Qi refiner from the Chamber of Commerce who was riding a motorcycle had already left early, and it seemed to be raining just now.

This master is really a little faceless.

"Ahem, it's a good rainy night. Let's walk back together as a teacher. I have something to ask you on the way."

A crazy voice in the girl's heart said: Gan! Just say that a good-looking man can't be trusted, he's a poor ghost!

And Qing Leng Yu Jieyin replied: Don't be a bad mouther, at least he took us out of that ghostly place.

"yes."

The girl agreed softly, wrapped tightly the coat of the chamber of commerce distributed, and quickly followed Ji Qinglin.

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