However, Haikui knows that only the earth is close to 10 billion people, and practitioners are a dime a dozen. Those who have touched 100 million have not only found the threshold, but also stepped into the threshold. Millions have become small, hundreds of thousands have become tens of thousands.
It seems that the base of 10 billion yuan is few and far between, but when you put thousands together, it is also dark. When you put tens of thousands of people together, it is marginal to the naked eye.
Every small man of practice has his own place, not to mention a medium man or a great man.
Lu Xueyan is about to enter Zhongcheng. He has run Xinghai Sect for such a long time, and he has his own territory in the secular world. If he goes to other places, if there are no other practitioners, it is good to say that if there are, it will involve interest issues, and it will be difficult to have a situation.
According to the analysis of Haikui, this Lu Jin will definitely not give up the business for so many years. The foundation of Xinghai Sect will come back sooner or later. Haikui is not in a hurry to protect Wu Yidan. Their roots are not in a series. The seconds kill of opponents is an insult to Haikui, and sometimes the youngest child emerges.
Haikui went to Lu Jin’s villa and turned around. The police didn’t even see a hair. It can be said that Lu Jin suppressed the matter himself. There was a lot of noise yesterday. There are other people living in this villa area. Someone must know that what happened is quiet and can’t be quiet.
Haikui looked around the corner of his mouth and evoked a smile. "Old fox, let’s have a fight. If you are soft, we will forget it, but I don’t think it’s easy!"
Haikui saw Lao Xiao Lu Jin hiding himself now. I’m afraid he will be scrapped. When he first disappeared, he appeared in the parking lot of Pengjin Shopping Plaza and took the stairs.
At this time, it was only seven o’clock. Haikui guessed that Yiyi had not gone to learn the gods and found that she was at home and entered the house.
Mom and dad are already up, or ask Xuan to prepare breakfast. It’s a warm and touching scene.
When Haikui entered the door, his mother saw him. "Kui came back."
"Mom, I’m back. Dad is having dinner." Haikui greeted his parents.
Dad smiled and said, "You are too busy to touch your home all day."
Mother immediately defended him, "I want to make money!" "
Dad sighed and said, "Forget it. I know I want him to spend more time with the children."
Haikui also sighed in his heart. What are you busy with every day?
Reach out and touch Yiyi’s head. "Dad will send you to learn later!"
Yiyi looked up and smiled at Haikui.
After breakfast, I drove Yiyi to the school and looked at the co-pilot Han Wenxuan and asked, "Go home? Or go out for a stroll. "
Han Wenxuan handed a letter in his hand to Haikui. "Someone sent me a letter to give it to you."
Haikui asked strangely, "Who sent it?"
Han Wenxuan shook his head slightly "I don’t know"
Haikui pulled over to open the letter and read it.
The letter is from Yunjia. The meaning is very simple. A sect took the lead in holding a meeting to fix the truth. Let the families and sects who participated in the fix the truth decide on a ranking. The bodhi old zu Yunjia means to ask Haikui to help Yunjia’s younger brother stand out and help some Yunjia get a top ranking.
Haikui wanted to think about what medicine is sold in the gourd of this cloud house. The higher the ranking, the greater the reputation. As the saying goes, the tree catches the wind. This cloud house has not repaired the sky, and it will have to be eaten by itself. He can’t figure out what Baiyun House is going to do.
However, Haikui is a little happy in his heart. It’s really like what he wants to do. What’s the fix-up meeting? Then it’s the first day to beat all his opponents with the name of Leng Yue Sect!
Sincere words, sincere words, Haikui looked at it again. He wants to send a leader on behalf of Leng Yue, so he can’t help Yunjia. This matter has to be discussed.
Haikui handed the letter to Han Wenxuan. "Ask Xuanxuan to have a look. There is a family of people who want to ask me to represent their family at the revision meeting next month, hoping that I can help them win the ranking."
Han Wenxuan simply looked at two eyes. "Are you going?"
Haikui smiled. "Why not?"
Han Wenxuan is depressed.
Haikui said, "This is a good opportunity. If your Leng Yue faction makes a big splash, your master will have to do things according to the original reservation with me."
When Han Wenxuan heard his eyes flashing, he immediately came to the spirit, but with some hesitation, he said, "It’s not easy for this fix-up meeting to be a master."
Haikui ha ha smiled. "Don’t worry, I went to your master’s place with you that day. You also met Lao Huang, Lao Chang and Ling Yan. They are amazing."
Han Wenxuan nodded "as long as you are sure"
Haikui wanted to think and said, "You and Ling Yan sent their heads on behalf of Leng Yue to let Ling Yan make moves."
Han Wenxuan knows that she has several catties and two ounces, and she will definitely not be worth it when the time comes. There is no objection to Hai Kui’s proposal.
"I’ll take you home, and then I’ll go to Yunjia."
Haikui drove Han Wenxuan home and stopped at the underground parking lot. He rushed to Yunjia.
There is no change in Yunjia Mansion, or a villa is manor-style. The vigilance of a villa is much higher than before. Haikui frowns slightly, and a group of low-level repair brothers can’t afford anything to prevent an ordinary thief.
Haikui came to the front door and looked at the door. He said to his brother Yunjia, "Tell your housemaster that Haikui is requested."
The younger brother of Yunjia didn’t know Haikui. He frowned and asked, "Who are you looking for our master?"
Haikui corners of the mouth hook a smile "you go to leave"
What else did Yun’s brother want to say, but he guessed by feeling that Haikui was not an ordinary person who mouthed Nunu, a companion next to him, and then turned around and went in by himself.
After a few minutes, I came inside to have a hearty laugh. "Don’t be surprised that friends from the sea have come too far to meet you."
Haikui smiled, which is interesting. He used to call himself a good nephew, but now he has become a Taoist friend. Although his status has improved, he feels a lot unfamiliar.
Looking at the oncoming cloud, Yun Tianheng, the master of every family, was followed by several of his brothers, Hai Kui, fuels Jianli, saying, "Don’t be ill, Master Yun."
The earliest name was Uncle Yun, but just now Yun Tianheng called him Hai Kui, a friend of Hai Dao, and changed his name to Lord Yun.
Yun Tianheng is smiling and very kind. He stretched out his hand and took Haikui. Generally, they practitioners hardly hold hands. At most, they are fuels and gifts. This cloud family means a lot to win him over. Haikui knows it.
Yun Tianheng’s brothers also greeted Haikui in succession, making them all familiar with Haikui.
Haikui also walked over to say hello to them. They all waited in the cloud house hall.
After the guest and the host were seated, Yun Tianheng expressed Yunjia’s expectation for Haikui’s arrival, and finally got down to business. Yun Tianheng said, "Hai Daoyou, this time our Yunjia elders mean to let you attend the Fix the Truth Conference in the name of Yunjia."
Haikui ha ha smiled. "Yes, friendship can help."
Yun Tianheng was very happy to see Haikui promise, but his face was a little awkward and he smiled. "This sea friend has a request from our bodhi old zu."
"request?" Haikui snorted with a smile. "It’s strange to ask for the word."
Yun Tianheng was embarrassed to say "it is indeed a request"
Haikui corners of the mouth evoked and asked, "What’s up?"
Yun Tianheng rubbed his hands and said, "The bodhi old zu means to let Hai Daoyou attend the fix true conference as our cloud brother."
Haikui touched his nose. "Does this mean that I have to pretend to be your cloud family, so I have to report something to the cloud when I report my name?"
Yun Tianheng smiled and felt very wretched. "Yes!"
Many ordinary people cultivate the truth, which is illusory in people’s imagination. In fact, it is impossible to become immortal through some cultivation, whether seeking physical strength or knowledge strength. As mentioned above, cultivating immortality is like crossing a river with thousands of troops competing for sails. Those who can become immortal are few and few, and cultivating immortality becomes a distant thing. Ordinary people have no such idea.
