The Emperor of Heaven lived up to the hard work. When Qi Xiang felt that his soul was extremely weak and was about to give up, a cool and comfortable breath suddenly poured into his soul silently.

The breath was like silk, but it was endless, just like a dew, which quickly made up for the consumption of Qi Xiang's soul, making him feel refreshed and very comfortable.

For a moment, Qi Xiang also felt his soul, like a ball of breath. Although the shape and size did not change at all, the inside was filled with the power of gas, making the surface harder and stronger.

"This is the condensed soul..."

Qi Xiang was surprised and did not dare to relax at all, and continued to maintain such a breathing rhythm. In fact, his soul was not breathing, but a resonance, a resonance of waves.

When the magnetic field energy of the soul and the magnetic field energy of the body are consistent with the frequency of the two, an energy field similar to a vortex is generated, and then a cool and comfortable breath that is free from the world is absorbed, and the soul is gradually condensed.

Qi Xiang didn't know what the principle was, but he felt very comfortable anyway.

The soul seemed to float in the clouds, leisurely and comfortable, very comfortable. At this moment, he completely forgot all his distress and sorrow, and even more forgot about things outside his body. At this moment, he seemed to have obtained eternal happiness!

Time passes, and the smoke disappears.

At dawn, the sun had not yet floated over the sea, and the eastern sky was already silvery.

At this moment, Qi Xiang felt that his soul was inexplicably burning, and his whole body seemed to be about to burn. He suddenly woke up, and in panic, he hurriedly rushed back to his body, and then he felt the burning hot smoke disappear.

“…It’s dawn?”

Qi Xiang subconsciously looked up and understood what was going on.

After all, the energy of the sun is extremely violent, and the fire of stars must not compete with the bright moon. It is as weak as the soul of a candle in the wind, so naturally it cannot be directly exposed to the sun.

"It seems that it's time to wait for the evening..."

Qi Xiang felt very helpless and suddenly felt like she was living like a year.

In short, in the next period of time, Qi Xiang became a complete otaku, staying in the manor all day long without leaving the house.

During the day, I walk in the manor and move my body, and at night, I condense my soul and indulge in the great way of cultivation.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days passed. During this period, Qi Xiang felt that every day was very fulfilling and satisfied. She felt that such a life was her lifelong pursuit.

He also hopes that this will continue forever.

However, on that night, when Qi Xiang habitually wanted to take a fragrant pill and light it, he touched the box. He looked at it in surprise and realized that the fragrant pill had been used up and there was no one left.

"ah?"

When Qi Xiang discovered this situation, he was stunned.

"...Forget it, without the butcher Zhang, can't you eat the pig with hair?"

Qi Xiang thought about it again and felt that even without the incense pills, he should be able to enter tranquility and then his soul would come out of the shell. At that moment, he lay on his side casually, slowly abandoning distracting thoughts, and wanting to enter a state of calmness and calmness.

At the beginning, Qi Xiang felt good, but over time, thoughts flashed one after another.

For some reason, he always felt something was wrong, which made him unable to be calm.

Over time, Qi Xiang felt upset and couldn't help but stand up. She stood in the attic window and blew the night wind, and then she felt her irritability slowly dissipated.

At this time, Qi Xiang suddenly realized that before he knew it, he seemed to have Xiangwan's dependence and got used to the existence of fragrance. Today, without the assistance of fragrance, he naturally felt unable to calm down.

"Or, this dependence is an indispensable introduction..."

Qi Xiang pondered carefully and felt that the fragrance was like the grains and cereals that people had to eat when they were hungry. They were essential for daily life and were indispensable.

"No wonder Chen Biexue said, don't play cultivation without money. This is not cultivation, but burning money."

Qi Xiang sighed softly. Now he is just starting to start. He can basically expect that as he continues to deepen, the money he will have to be spent.

Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions, even hundreds of millions...

This should be an incremental process.

Qi Xiang looked up at the night sky, and everything was silent. After a moment, his confused eyes gradually became firm. As his thoughts fluctuated, a faint light suddenly caught his attention.

“Huh?”

Qi Xiang looked at it intently and saw that on the opposite hill, there seemed to be a little bit of glittering light, just like fireflies flying, looking a bit gorgeous and beautiful.

But after looking at it for a while, Qi Xiang felt something was wrong, because the firefly flew too fast and was floating, sometimes up and down, sometimes east and west, looming...

When Qi Xiang watched for a while, she felt dazzled and almost couldn't catch the traces of the flashing light.

You know, these days he has condensed his soul and benefited a lot from his body. His sense of smell, hearing, and vision are becoming more and more sensitive. During the day, he can see flies dozens of meters away clearly.

But what is even more strange is that at night, his eyesight is better than during the day.

So even though he was a few hundred meters away, he could clearly see that something strange seemed to have happened in a manor on the opposite hill.

Speaking of which, twenty or thirty luxury houses were built between these stretching mountains. Each luxury house has different locations and is scattered between the mountains in an orderly manner.

The manor purchased by Qi Xiang happens to be located in the middle of the mountain range.

The two manors look across the mountain, with a uniform height and a winding ravine in the middle. These two manors are like Yin and Yang fish in a pair of Tai Chi patterns, distributed and embedded in the left and right sides.

Strictly speaking, the geographical location of the manor opposite should be better. Because it faces the yang and backs the yin, which is the direction of Feng Shui that bears the yin and embraces the yang, the mountain is also more vibrant and the plants are very dense and prosperous.

Unfortunately, the manor opposite already has a master.

But for so many days, Qi Xiang didn't see anyone coming in and out of the manor. In other words, the owner of the manor had some imaginations, both were standard otaku and did not like to go out.

This is off-topic. What makes Qi Xiang more interested now is the bright light. What happened?

He squinted his eyes and looked at it, but the distance was so far, it was hazy, and he could only see the bright light floating rapidly. As for the specific situation, he was unclear.

Qi Xiang was interested in research until the light disappeared, and then she gave up and went back to her room to sleep.

He was speechless all night. The next day he got up, Qi Xiang picked up the phone thrown in the corner and planned to take a look at his net worth to see how much money he had left.

At first glance, Qi Xiang was speechless. It turned out that his phone had run out of battery, and he was addicted to practice and had not charged.

After charging his phone casually, Qi Xiang turned on his laptop and logged into his bank account. He didn't know if he didn't check it, and he was shocked when he checked it.

"One million walnuts, one million incense sticks, five million in color, three million in Taihu Xuanzhu..."

Qi Xiang made a list and couldn't help but caress her forehead: "There is a total of 10.5 million yuan. After deducting Xiao Ding's agency fee of 300,000 yuan, and then subtracting the nine million yuan of the manor to buy the house, the balance is... at least one million yuan."

But at this time, Qi Xiang carefully calculated the balance number, but was shocked to find that there were only a few hundred thousand left on the bank's books, which was less than one million. He quickly checked the detailed income and expenditure, and suddenly smiled bitterly.

The accounts are correct, and the bank makes no mistakes.

After all, after buying the manor, he redecorated and arranged the manor according to his own aesthetic.

During the arrangement process, he made a big purchase.

Although these expenses are only small amounts, they are inevitably accumulated into small amounts. They are superimposed together in pieces and become a large amount of expenses.

"miserable……"

Qi Xiang couldn't help but sigh, and accidentally became a civilian class again, which is a sin.

"Okay, it's time to make money again..." Qi Xiang racked her brains, thought hard, and seriously wondered whether she should go to Macau. When she was fully charged, she turned on the phone.

In an instant, a series of unanswered calls and unread text messages were blurred. He browsed casually, but found that these text messages and phone calls were sent by the same person and called.

Qi Xiang thought about it and called back.

After a moment, the phone was connected, and Xiao Ding's surprise voice immediately came: "Shopkeeper Qi, you are finally willing to answer my phone."

"Sorry, I'm quite busy lately. My phone is left at home and I didn't carry it with me..."

Qi Xiang said without changing her face: "Brother Ding, are you asking me for trouble?"

"Shopkeeper Qi, have you returned to Jinling?" Xiao Ding asked.

"No." Qi Xiang shook her head: "I'm still in Huzhou."

"That's great..." Xiao Ding was very happy: "Shopkeeper Qi, let me tell you a short story. Someone wants to ask you to help you see a painting. I wonder if you are free?"

"Please give me a look?" Qi Xiang was surprised.

"That's right." Xiao Ding explained: "You don't know that in recent times, the appraisal and collection masters in the circle have been invited to attend a large-scale collection event and have gone north..."

"In other words, for some things that are not accurate, no one can find a master to make a decision. He can only drag it out and not buy it first, or grit his teeth and gamble."

Xiao Ding smiled and said, "But in the past few days, somehow, someone has found me here. I'll ask me to send you a message to Manager Qi, asking you to come out to help."

"Why?" Qi Xiang was still a little confused.

"What's the reason?" Xiao Ding was stunned.

"I'm not an appraisal master, why is that person looking for me?" Qi Xiang said in confusion: "Please help me, aren't you afraid that I'll misread it?"

Xiao Ding couldn't help laughing: "Haha, Shopkeeper Qi, you really love to joke, you are too modest..."

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