Treasure Appraisal: I Can See the Future

A huge feeling of fatigue spread throughout his body. Su Qi gathered his distracting thoughts and looked inside his body. He realized that this was the fourth stage of the Cosmic Eye, which put a great burden on his body.

However, he had mastered many kinds of horizontal training skills, and all of his martial arts, evil ways, and alchemy skills had advanced to the master level. His body could hold on, but it was a bit strenuous.

"Strengthen the body!"

He grabbed the sword embryo again, and the majestic spiritual energy entered his body and merged into Su Qi's limbs and bones, strengthening his already terrifying physique bit by bit.

Under the transformation of the Cosmic Eye, his tendons, skin membranes, internal organs, blood marrow, acupoints, and meridians became stronger at a rapid speed.

The bones were faintly golden, the tendons were like steel wires, the internal organs were strong like steel, the blood marrow was like lead and mercury flowing, the meridians and acupoints expanded again, and the Dantian doubled to accommodate twice the true energy.

Boom!

The flesh seemed to have broken a critical point. Su Qi's body was filled with thunder and wind with every breath he took. His heart was pounding like a war drum. The surging blood and qi made the temperature of the whole room rise a little. An invisible wave spread in all directions. The air around him was buzzing and became resistance. The space seemed to be stagnant.

Su Qi continued to absorb the purest spiritual energy of the sword embryo.

The spirit grew and spread rapidly, thirty-one feet, thirty-two feet, thirty-three feet... forty-nine feet, fifty feet!

"The fourth-level cosmic eye is mature, and it will illuminate the next fifty years!"

The spiritual energy of the sword embryo was too majestic. There was still a little left to support the maturity of the fourth-level cosmic eye, but it was not enough for the cosmic eye to advance to the fifth level. Su Qi's eyelids opened and closed, and his eyes were like lightning, revealing a trace of regret: "What a pity!"

The sword embryo is the magic weapon that immortals and Buddhas dream of.

Once you become a saint, your spirit will turn into divine consciousness, and the sword embryo can be refined into a flying sword to take people's heads dozens of miles away.

The more spiritual energy in the sword embryo, the more powerful the flying sword will be when it is refined.

Unfortunately, the spiritual energy of the world has disappeared due to the great changes in the world, and we have to consume this rare spiritual energy of the world to provide nourishment for the advancement of the Cosmic Eye.

Fortunately, the spiritual energy has not been exhausted. If there is a day when I can become a saint, I can still practice a flying sword and dominate the world with one sword.

But in today's world, becoming an immortal is just a cocoon for oneself!

"What kind of hospitality is this? Your so-called principal is too arrogant. He made us wait for so long, but he still doesn't come out! If he doesn't come out, I will rush in."

There was a noise outside, and Su Qi released his mental power to explore. He frowned but did not stand up. Instead, he pinched his hand seal, chanted the mantra, and operated the secret word.

Every time the Cosmic Eye advances, the physical transformation, and the sudden increase in strength, you have to adapt.

Otherwise, if you can't control it well, this power will explode at any time. If you step on it, there will be a big hole between the floors. If it goes crazy, the whole office building can be demolished. Just touching it can break people's bones and internal organs.

Outside the office, Nanbei brought a woman and two men.

The woman was wearing a Chanel suit and had a cold and detached temperament. She was a first-class beauty. Her appearance and temperament were no less than those of a big star, especially her cold appearance.

Two men and an old man in a Tang suit, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he looked like he hadn't woken up, but his eyes were shining, clearly a great master; the remaining one was a young man in black sunglasses, with an arrogant and impatient face, and he was the one who was going to rush in.

"Sir, please respect yourself!"

Seeing that this man refused to listen to the advice and wanted to force his way into the principal's retreat, and even said that the principal was arrogant, Chen Hongtao, a top student of Zhenwu Dojo, had his eyes sank and his voice became cold: "Since you are a guest, you should have the duties of a guest. Our principal is in retreat and it is not convenient to see guests. I have already told you that if you don't want to wait, you can just leave. No one will stop you."

"Retreat!"

The clamoring He Jun turned his eyes, took off the big sunglasses on his nose, and clenched his hands into eagle claws and spread his wings like a roc: "In this way, your principal is also a master. As his proud students, you The martial arts must be good. It just so happens that He is a martial arts fanatic. When I meet a master, I can't help but ask for advice. Please teach me. "

"He Jun, what do you mean by this!"

Nanbei's face changed, and he stretched out his hand to block in the middle, frowning and said unhappily: "Brother Qi is my benefactor. Without him, I can't find my father at all. Now he is in seclusion, what's the point of you rushing in like this. If you don't want to wait, you can leave. Anyway, I won't go to the United States with you without seeing Brother Qi. If you want to fight, you should know that the gap between each other is not big. If you can't stop, you will be seriously injured. Don't blame me for not reminding you. "

This He Jun is just a dark power master.

Each of Brother Qi's guards has comprehended the dark power, and has already injected the first and second level gene potions, and the physical fitness exceeds that of the middle-stage masters of the transformation power.

It's easy to deal with ordinary dark power masters.

But this young man is from his father's side. Although it's a bit impolite and wrong, he doesn't want to make trouble, so as not to make a bad meeting between father and son.

"Master Nanbei is right. It's not good to hurt someone!"

Wearing ChanelThe tall and beautiful princess, who was wearing a suit, had a beautiful face and a cool temperament, raised her eyebrows slightly and said expressionlessly: "He Jun, be careful when you spar with him. Remember to show mercy and don't hurt this little brother. After all, he is just a security guard and is just trying to make a living. Don't make things difficult for him."

"Princess, you!"

I thought this woman would stop the fight, but she provoked the fight instead, as if she was afraid that the two sides would not fight. Her thick eyebrows were twisted together, and she keenly felt that something was wrong.

"Okay, okay!"

As an elite disciple of Zhenwu Dojo, although he was respectful in front of Su Qi, Chen Hongtao was also arrogant. When he saw such a provocation, his face changed immediately. He clenched his fists and his bones crackled and exploded, and his powerful momentum slowly rose: "In this case, I won't refuse. But let's make a deal. There will be mistakes in sparring, and we will be responsible for the damage ourselves."

"Just what I want!"

Seeing that the opponent's momentum was getting stronger and stronger, He Jun was a little surprised and frightened. He immediately took the initiative and flew into the air like a hawk fighting a rabbit. After crossing the north and south, a pair of eagle claws went straight to Chen Hongtao's eyes and throat, and his feet kicked at the heart and lower abdomen.

An expert knows whether it is good or not as soon as he makes a move.

This move used both hands and feet to directly attack the four vital points, which immediately showed He Jun's ruthless and rich combat experience, far better than ordinary dark power masters.

"If you want to fight this killer, then I won't be polite either!"

Chen Hongtao, who was already full of anger, originally wanted to restrain himself, but when he saw He Jun attacking the four vital points, the powerful physical strength injected with the second-level gene potion was released, and the blood and qi in his body surged. The powerful momentum was like a volcanic eruption. The whole person seemed to have turned into an ancient beast, and the blood and qi were magnificent and shocking.

"Ah!"

He Jun, who was in mid-air, trembled in his heart and suspected that he had an illusion.

"So strong!"

The beautiful and beautiful princess in Chanel suit changed her face. She never thought that such a young man who was guarding the door would be so hidden.

"Not good!"

The old man in Tang suit who had been standing next to him had a gleam in his eyes, and rushed out a residual image, rushing towards the disciple as fast as lightning.

"Pah!"

However, the old man was a step slower after all. As his blood and energy burst out, Chen Hongtao no longer had any scruples. He took a step forward and cleverly avoided the attack of his hands and feet. He pressed He Jun's chest with one hand like lightning, and there was a crisp explosion.

The dark power master who had just provoked him, his ribs cracked and two mouthfuls of blood spurted out, and flew out like a rag.

"Xiaojun!"

He grabbed the disciple in his hand with his backhand, and he fainted. The old man in Tang suit changed his face, his eyes were as cold as a knife, and he said: "Young man, you hit too hard. It's just a martial arts competition. You hit someone so hard. This is too vicious. Didn't your master teach you that martial artists should have martial ethics?"

"You still have the face to talk about martial ethics in front of me!"

Seeing that the old guy was so shameless, the young and energetic Chen Hongtao said unceremoniously: "What tricks did your disciple use on me just now? You should be able to see it if you are not blind. I saw that he wanted to seriously injure me, but I just went back. What's wrong with that? But you guys, I don't understand. One by one, you said you were from Nanbei's father's side. Our principal is obviously a benefactor who helped Nanbei, but you all seemed to be looking for trouble, and you had to make some misunderstandings about the relationship between our principal and Nanbei. I don't understand it. Nanbei, think about it yourself, there is something wrong with these people. "

Nanbei didn't say anything, squinted his eyes and glanced at the beautiful princess in a suit and the old man in a Tang suit. He felt something was wrong just now.

"Little brother, you think too much."

A strange color flashed across her beautiful eyes, and the princess's pretty face changed slightly. She said in a clear and unhurried voice: "We are indeed sent by the father of Nanbei to pick him up, and we are also here to thank Mr. Su for reuniting our master's family.

Our master misses the young master so much that he can't wait to see him. He repeatedly told us to pick up the young master and go back as quickly as possible so that he can see him.

We have already booked the tickets, but Mr. Su has been avoiding us, and we are about to miss the flight.

Also, there is one thing I haven't said. Our master is now suffering from He is seriously ill and in danger all the time. I didn't dare to tell him because I was afraid that Master Nanbei would be upset and out of control.

Just now, He Jun was anxious and wanted to use extreme means to force Mr. Su to come out and see him. It was a bit offensive, so I hope you can forgive me.

Master Nanbei, if you are late, you will miss the plane. Don't you want to see your father quickly? He is in a very bad condition now, otherwise he will come to pick you up in person. If you go back late, I am afraid you may not have the opportunity to see him for the last time. "

"What!"

When Nanbei heard that his father, whom he had never met, was seriously ill, his heart was immediately pulled as ifHe was shocked, but he didn't know whether the situation was true or not. Thinking of the hidden hostility of these people, he followed Su Qi's instructions: "I don't know whether what you said about my father is true or not. Anyway, I won't go to the United States with you without seeing Brother Qi and saying goodbye to him in person. Change the flight ticket. No matter how long I wait, I must see Brother Qi."

"Even the father-son relationship can't control him!"

The beautiful princess of Chanel frowned slightly, turned her head and glanced at the old man in Tang suit, and gently raised her eyebrows, like a secret signal.

"Good boy, you hurt my disciple like this, and you still dare to flatter him!"

The old man in Tang suit who had stopped just now saw his eyes and his hair and beard were raised again. He put his disciple on the ground, and his hands also formed two eagle claws. He pounced on Chen Hongtao and said righteously: "Those who practice martial arts should strictly abide by martial ethics; you are so cruel and ruthless, I don't know how many weak people you will hurt in the future. Today, I will take your master to teach you a lesson, so that you can understand the principles of being a human being!"