The Road to Dominance in All Worlds, Starting from Brother Qiang

What Murong Bai didn't know was that when he walked away, there was a woman staring at his back at the window on the third floor of the villa.

The pajamas made of silk are casually draped over the shoulders, like a begonia sleeping in spring, charming and moving.

While her eyes were rolling, a beautiful arc suddenly appeared from the corner of her mouth, which was very bright and extraordinary, but she didn't know what she thought of...

After leaving the villa, Murong Bai first went to the headquarters building of a large local chain pharmacy in Haicheng, and got the 300 million yuan he deserved from there.

——He sold another old ginseng in a certain large chain pharmacy.

At this time, if you want to make a move at this time, you want to exchange some more money, but you also want to use your own actions to completely give up the intentions of store manager Liu of a certain Rentang.

They are all on the ground in Haicheng, and they are all in the pharmacy business. It will not be long before the news that this chain pharmacy has purchased century-old ginseng will reach the ears of store manager Liu and other senior officials of Rentang.

After getting the money for selling ginseng, Murong Bai went to a nearby car dealership, and drove out of a mid-range car that he had ordered a long time ago.

The driver's license test had already been completed, and the car formalities had been entrusted to the store. After paying the remaining 30 balance, Murong Baidang drove his new car onto the highway.

Hundreds of thousands of cars are not uncommon, and they don't look very conspicuous on the highway where cars come and go, just in line with Murong Bai's low-key temperament.

He drove the car all the way, and after nearly two hours of driving, he came to a small village near the mountains outside the suburbs.

Murong Bai was once at a loss as to where the roots of himself in this world are located, like a duckweed.

Until he recalled the fragrance of soil, the fragrance of flowers and the singing of birds that existed deep in his memory.

It was my grandfather's small vegetable garden, where I lived when I was young.

There, in the small mountain village in front of you.

I haven't returned for almost ten years, and the small village in front of me still looks like it was before I left. It hasn't changed at all, as if the process of urbanization has never affected this place.

Driving on the bumpy country road, in the blink of an eye, my new car was already covered in mud.

But Murong Bai didn't care at all, he just sniffed the freshness that floated in from the window, and only cared to look at the country road in front of him where his grandfather and his footprints had been trampled on...

When he left the village, Murong Bai was still just an ignorant child.

Now that he has returned, even the old people in the village may not recognize him, let alone the younger generation in the village.

The children met each other, and smiled and asked where the guests came from.

Ignoring the pointers from the villagers' urchins outside the car window, Murong Bai drove the car straight to the end of the road. His grandfather's old house was near the foot of the mountain, and there were not many residents around, so it was very quiet.

Because my grandfather was actually a foreigner living here.

But because his grandfather planted his roots here, Murong Bai's roots were also planted here.

Parking the car in front of the old house, looking at the mottled and dilapidated wooden door, I thought of the various life philosophies that my grandfather often taught me when I was alive.

Murong Bai suddenly became a little dazed, holding the keys of the old house tightly, standing in front of this thin wooden door, hesitantly daring to go forward...

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Chapter 93

In front of the Jade Tower on Kunlun Mountain,

Five-color auspicious light mixed with purple smoke.

The scenery is different from the world of people,

When the immortals are drunk, they sleep in flowers.

Kunlun Mountain, the ancestor of Wanshan, the ancestral court of Taoism, is really a fairyland on earth.

Murong Bai never expected that when he traveled to the third world, he would be in such a place as Kunlun Mountain.

However, when he finally opened his eyes and regained his body consciousness, it was difficult to feel joyful.

Kunlun Mountain is indeed a good place.

But Kunlun in this world is really hard to make people have much expectations.

Because what Murong Bai traveled through this time is the world of relying on the sky and slaying dragons. The place he is in is Sansheng'ao, the Kunlun sect...

After driving back to his grandfather's former residence, Murong Bai has completely lived a hermit life in the mountains and rivers there.

After saying hello to the current old village head, and giving the village another 100 million money in one breath, the red-faced old village head swiped a pen, and very freely opened up a large area in front of and behind the old house, including The half of the hillside next to it was all assigned to Murong Bai's name.

Although several old people who were friends with his grandfather also came to see Murong Bai after hearing the news, but after all Murong Bai is not his grandfather who has passed away long ago, and he does not have much affection for them.

After just sitting together drinking wine and talking for a while, these elders also felt bored and all returned home.

After Murong Bai lived in the old house for a few days, no one came over to make friends with him, finally Murong Bai got a real peace.

At this time, he had already cleaned up the old house by himself, and some furniture and agricultural tools ordered from the city were gradually brought by a special car, and all were put inside and outside the house.

After another few days of busy work, the whole old house was completely tidied up by Murong Bai.

Sitting in the courtyard under a cherry tree that his grandfather had planted himself, Murong Bai spent his days sipping tea, reading books and practicing Taoism, feeling very relaxed.

It was only when the system spoke out again after the one-month time interval passed that Murong Bai finally remembered that it was time for him to embark on a new journey.

Martial arts supreme, sword slaying dragon!

Command the world, dare not refuse!

If Yitian doesn't come out, who will compete with him?