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Ye'er is from her daughter's house, and she is weak and unable to bear the slaughter and falls asleep.

The little liar didn't have that blessing. He took out the phoenix star's hair and cultivated a trace of black mist and sent it into Ye'er's body.

First, it is very beneficial to her body, but second, it can make her sleep better. Such big movements as gongs and drums may make her wake up.

He sat cross-legged by the bed, and used the puffed meridian to cultivate for half an hour; he opened his eyes, and his true energy in his body was smooth and his mind was empty and smart, so he slowly opened the parchment.

This volume is different from Zhu Tong’s previous experience. The beginning of the volume is surrounded by twelve characters into a smooth circle:

The spiritual energy is natural, the Phoenix Ghost Doctor, the Sacred Heart of Beilu; the word "Zhong" is in the middle.

After reading carefully, I found that there are three chapters in the parchment scroll, which records three mental methods. They are the four-level practice mental methods of the Phoenix Mask, the three-stage phoenix bone ghost whip technique, and the twelve-stage phoenix Zhuoqing feather brushwork technique.

Zhu Tong had a ghost whip around him, and Feng Zhuo Qingyu was in Ye'er's handbag. He found Feng Zhuo Qingyu and tried to use the brushwork.

Each style of Feng Zhuo Qingyu's brushwork corresponds to a magic word. The first four styles are natural in spirit. Perhaps because of Feng Zhuo Qingyu, the little liar actually took it without any worries. The middle four styles were extremely difficult. He had sweated and barely described the four words "Phoenix Ghost Doctor"; he didn't dare to try again in the last four styles. He already felt that his true energy was not pure and he was in danger of getting into a devil.

Natural spiritual energy, Phoenix Ghost Doctor, Beilu Sacred Heart; Zhong.

Zhu Tong guessed well. The word carved in the phoenix mask is indeed the word "Zhong", and it is indeed the cultivation rule of the phoenix mask. The first level of the fourth level of the mind practice is a crooked vertical line. He gestured for a long time but couldn't figure it out. He was afraid: I really didn't know how to live or die at the beginning! Such a thing would be fatal if it made a little mistake.

No wonder the old liar and uncle Zhu Lan refused to lower the standards for entering Zhu Sect and insisted on taking the first state of Pengma as the threshold; Zhu Tong realized after reading the parchment scroll that he had to have perseverance in practicing Zhu Sect's secret techniques, but he valued more insight. Every gesture of the word "Skill" is so tortuous. People with incompetent minds cannot understand the various changes in it, let alone use them freely.

He didn't sleep all night and repeatedly condensed the three mental techniques of Fenggu Ghost Whip. Later, he was confused about the purpose of handing over the parchment roll and Fenggu Ghost Whip to himself, and his thoughts were rolling for a moment.

The cultivation required to use the Fenggu Ghost Whip is not profound. The key is to be able to keep a little bit of clarity in your heart and not be deceived by external demons. Zhu Tong thought that even if you have the Fenggu Ghost Whip, if you don’t get into a demon, you will have no chance of winning. The last move of the Fenggu Ghost Whip is to transform blood into a demon, and use the user’s own essence and blood to urge great magical powers.

However, the price paid is too great, and in the best case, the user's cultivation must be nullified.

When he thought of the danger, he thought of Ye'er. The little liar couldn't help but feel a little painful in his heart. He gently went to bed and lay beside Ye'er, quietly watching her sleeping soundly, and could no longer see enough.

When he got up early in the morning, Zhu Tong faced another bowl of thick egg tea, which scared the little liar and ran away.

Ye'er was able to face the care of the two old men calmly. After breakfast, she talked with the two old men for a while and took a taxi back to the villa at around 9 o'clock.

In the villa, Zhu Tong and Kim Ji-joo have already started negotiations, and there is a press conference in the afternoon.

Miss Kim Ji-joo, chairman of South Korea's TWB shipbuilding company, came to China to contact the Fuhua Shipbuilding Preparatory Office. Why did she even make some waves?

The press conference was not large in scale, and the conference room of a hotel in Phoenix New Town was rented, and there were not many media reporters invited.

However, Miss Kim Ji-joo still showed a strange look, especially when facing the camera, her performance was more professional than that of a professional actor.

In the evening, Zhu Tong and his party rushed to support Chiuan after dinner.

Liu Yilan greeted her at the entrance and led them into the closed performance venue.

This section of Tuojiang River has been closed since the morning. The people responsible for the arrangement of the scene were the people of Haihuang Entertainment. They set up a grand open-air performance in one day.

Specifically, the stage is on the left bank of the Tuojiang River; the bar under Bailixiaotra is now the backstage of the stage.

The audience seats were arranged under the old city wall of Phoenix City on the right bank of the Tuojiang River, and more than a dozen rows of wooden chairs were placed in a very compact manner. No matter how many people were calculated, they could not sit many people. Zhu Tong glanced at him and there would be no more than one thousand audiences today. This would be better, as there would be fewer people, safe.

The sound system, lighting system and fireworks are being tested on and off the stage, which looks messy.

Here, there is already a bright red light, and there is a joyful and lively atmosphere.

The so-called VIP seats are twenty-four flower boats moored on the Tuo River, which relies on the rocks jumping in the river to line up.

Each boat has six to eight seats, and there is a simple table in the boat, covered with plain tablecloths with tea sets and a few dishes of dried fresh fruit.

Liu Yilan was wearing a delicate dress, with a pink orchid on her chest, swaying her soft waist and leading them to a flower boat not far from the stage; she smiled and said, "Thank you all for coming. If you have any questions, you can give instructions to the waitress. It will start in ten minutes, please feel free." After saying that, she bowed her waist very elegantly, made a gesture to Zhu Tong and left.

A fairy of orchid stood on the flower boat and had already walked over to make tea.

In such an occasion, out of politeness, Zhu Tong had to sit with her as Miss Jing Chi Xuemei's male companion; Miss Jin Zhizhu's male companion was Song Zhongren, and Ye'er sat on Zhu Tong's right hand, and Xiao Xiao and Ji Xuemei's bodyguard and assistant Kawaaka Hiroshi were sitting slightly behind.

"So beautiful! It will definitely be wonderful." Mitsuki Ichii Yuki praised the owner's careful arrangement.

Her outfit today is also very exciting. She wore a slightly conservative Nordic style evening dress, a high-end cashmere scarf, a small hat and handbag of the same style, which was playful and noble, and looked exquisite and decent. She had a lot of thought.

Jin Zhizhu's clothes look a little thin. After all, this is Xiangxi, and the temperature on the Tuojiang River is around 5 degrees at night. Although her Greek-style evening dress is fashionable, the half-sweet shoulders and jade arms exposed outside are indeed sexy and attractive, but it is not a big deal over time. Although, she is also wearing a thick and soft long velvet shawl.

In terms of jewelry, Jing Chi Yuki only brought two simple platinum jewelry, and Jin Zhizhu's jewelry spirit has no chance to show in such an environment.

This dress should be prepared for indoor banquets, and Kim Ji-joo never expected this to happen. In comparison, Ji-joo Yoshimi was well prepared. This is the difference. A qualified assistant would not make the owner rude or suffer in any situation. Ji-joo Yoshimi's personal assistant was obviously more experienced than Kim Ji-joo's secretary.

Fortunately, there is a brazier under the coffee table of each flower boat, and bamboo curtains are behind and on both sides to protect the wind; it makes the thin-clothed ladies not too "moving", but it also makes communication between guests less convenient.

Zhu Tong decided to give Kim Ji-joo another chance to perform, after all, they are here to perform.

After a while, most of the guests were on the VIP seat. Zhu Tong swept around behind his glasses and had quite a few acquaintances.

Friends in the world occupied three flower boats, namely the first-class Golden Buddha, Master Kongji, with the boring master and the wealth monk sincerity, sat with the fourth-class prosperous whistle and Master Yunjia. On the second-class Dao Sect's ship were Zhenren Yu Xuan, Elder Huo and Elder Jin, and the Dao Sect's great disciple Fan Xin was beside Mei Lanting.

On another flower boat, Zhu Tong saw Zhou Banweng and Qin Tongshan, and of course, the old liar and Mei Ye.

There were also many people in the business world in Shanghai. There were more than a dozen members who came to support Nanhai Gong Lan. They occupied three flower boats and greeted each other. No one else was fine. Zhu Tong saw it. She was dressed in casual clothes and a baseball cap. She was already eye-catching enough. What surprised Zhu Tong the most was that her male companion was Lan Zhanjiang, who had been missing for a long time.

The two sat on the flower boat next door. She blinked from afar and gave her an ambiguous smile.

Lan Zhanjiang also had a subtle smile.

Fortunately, there was a barrier from Tuojiang River, otherwise he would definitely come to say hello to Jing Chi Xuemei.

Zhu Tong glanced at Zhou Banweng's friends in Jianghu Dao, and seemed to have no expression on Lan Zhanjiang's arrival. It's strange that Lan Zhanjiang is not only a representative of the third-grade blue stone, but also the convener of this Jianghu Dao. He seemed to be deliberately maintaining his relationship with Jianghu Dao.

At 7:55, five minutes before the performance, Wang Xiangjian, Xiang Huayi, and Huang Hai walked into the scene, and four local officials were waiting and surrounded by them; their flower boats were right in front of the stage.

At 7:58, Smith and Jiang Xiaoyu appeared together, and their female companions were Xie Jing and Sireya.

Smith held Sireya with a humble smile on her face; Sireya seemed not afraid of the cold, and appeared in a costume to amazed both sides of the Tuojiang River, with her shoulders and arms completely exposed to the slightly cold wind.

Liu Yilan seemed to have not expected them to come. There were no extra flower boats on the Tuojiang River, so she was embarrassed to welcome them to socialize; Liu Manxiang and Qingmei began to wander among the flower boats, arranging seats for the unexpected uninvited guests. In any case, Jiang Xiaoyu was still the head of the fifth-grade Qingyang. Before he completely broke up, he still had to give this little face.

Zhu Tong and Smith looked at each other and quickly turned their attention to Jiang Xiaoyu.

Jiang Xiaoyu didn't look at Zhu Tong at all. He greeted some people he knew in a spirit, regardless of the difference between the world and reality; it caused a little commotion.

A minute later, Smith and Sireya were placed on the flower-successing boat, and Jiang Xiaoyu and Xie Jing sat next to Master Kongji.

It's a bit messy, the little liar is worried and thinking; who knows what tricks Jiang Xiaoyu and Smith will play in a while? I hope there will be no mess.
Chapter completed!