Great Dao Ji

Among the silt and sediments on the seabed, Tong Zhengyang squeezed the remaining power, struggled to stir up the water flow, and swam towards the unknown giant beast a hundred meters away.

No one can understand how happy it is to have Tong Zhengyang at this time.

Even if it was sixty years ago that he used tricks to get his sister-in-law, whom he had a crush on for a long time, into bed, he would never be as happy as he is today!

The horror of the Jue Ling Land was far beyond his imagination. After all his deep energy dissipated, he could no longer gather even a ray of energy!

Without his true energy, his tyrannical body would become an extremely huge drag!

After escaping from the Golden Eagle Empire's blockade, he lost all his strength and fell into the sea. He had no choice but to fake his own death using secret methods to slow down the huge consumption required to maintain his physical body.

A few months have passed and I have almost reached my limit. I am about to starve to death in the deep sea.

Although this giant beast that fell from the sky had no spiritual energy, its body weighing tens of thousands of kilograms was enough for him to recover three thirds of his physical strength.

Sure enough, the road is boundless!

Xingcheng train, a silver-white car stopped at the train station.

An Qisheng took it out of the trunk and saluted. His hair boy Chen Guangke also got out of the car and took some of it for him to salute:

"You have been out of school for almost two years. Why do you go to school on a whim again?"

Chen Guangke is the son of An Jianzhong's old partner Chen Zhengqiao, captain of the Xingcheng Law Enforcement Brigade. He can be regarded as a child who grew up with An Qisheng.

"I'm not going to school, but to learn some knowledge and spend a few days in the library."

An Qisheng smiled.

Even though there was hope of recovery from the disease, he didn't think about going to school. Going to the capital was just the first stop in his plan to explain what his parents said.

It's true that he wanted to learn some spiritual things, but it wasn't like going to the library as he said.

It's just that I want to use the platform of Xuanjing University to get in touch with some spiritual and spiritual professors.

"I'll just say it."

Chen Guangke followed An Qisheng with his luggage and murmured: "It's a pity that I can't study well. Although I am too lazy to go to a third-rate university, my father insists that I go to it, otherwise I can go with you this time."

"Going to college is not just about learning knowledge, it is about broadening your horizons. If you repeat one year as I said, you will be much better than you are now."

An Qisheng shook his head.

Whether in the past life or in this life, going to college may not be the only way to change your destiny, but it is also the most accessible way for most people.

Unfortunately, just as not everyone loves practicing martial arts, some people are not interested in learning.

Chen Guangke is the latter.

"You know me, no matter how hard I study, I won't be able to get into Xuanjing University."

Chen Guangke didn't care. These days, he could still make a living.

"You."

An Qisheng took the salute from his hand and walked towards the pit entrance:

"Old Chen, if you believe me, take advantage of the fact that no one has bought a house in the past two years and defraud the money your father gave you to marry a wife to buy a few houses."

"No, you're trying to persuade me to buy a house again?"

Outside the station, Chen Guangke was speechless: "How can anyone build a house these days? Who doesn't have that thing? Who should I sell it to? You should make it clear!"

He didn't believe it, but he thought that his boy had been considered a legend among his peers since he was a child.

It made him faintly believe it.

"Believe it or not."

An Qisheng waved his hand and walked into the station.

The greatest advantage that the memory of his previous life brings him is not to be a copycat who carries the works of his previous life, but to give him an extremely broad understanding of this world that is highly overlapped with his previous life.

Daxuan was founded for three hundred years. It was chaotic in the early stage, difficult in the middle stage, and exploded rapidly in the last hundred years.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or not, but the trajectory of the past few decades has gradually overlapped with that of the previous life.

Some things will slowly be put on the agenda.

Such as a house.

Of course no one is buying a house now, but by the time everyone does, it will be too late.

On the train from Xingcheng to Xuanjing, An Qisheng closed his eyes and rested, slowly sorting out his plan.

He has always been a very stable person. Even if he does something that seems reckless to outsiders, he still has a code of conduct in his heart.

This can be seen from the fact that after he awakened his ability, he chose to remain silent for several months instead of immediately searching the world for ancient books from his predecessors.

There was no conversation along the way. There was no opportunity to encounter injustice on the road, and no young lady took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

In the evening, An Qisheng arrived at Xuanjing City smoothly.

Xuanjing, the capital of Daxuan Empire, has a population of nearly 30 million and is one of the top metropolises in the world.

The amount of people that Xuanjing Station handles in a day is far beyond that of Xingcheng.

"Brother An! Brother is here!"

As soon as An Qisheng walked out of the train station, a black SUV had parked in front of him, but it was Liu Xian who had massaged An Qisheng for two months.

"Brother, please come and pick me up. Thank you very much."

An Qisheng put the salute in the trunk and got in the car.

"It's boring to talk about this."

The roads in Xuanjing City extend in all directions, but traffic jams are common. Liu Xian is obviously used to it, and he chatted with An Qisheng without any hurry:

"Brother An, when you come to the imperial capital this time, you must be treated well by me."

"Thank you for your kindness, brother, but I have just recovered from a long illness, so I don't dare to indulge too much."

An Qisheng shook his head and refused.

Liu Xian has a bold personality and a rich fortune, so don't be too open-minded when it comes to playing.

He was not in the mood.

"It is said that life is full of joy. It would be meaningless if you don't go here or there. You are calm and steady to put it nicely, but you are old-fashioned to put it bluntly."

Liu Xian also shook his head:

"Brother has prepared a welcoming banquet for you. There is no one else, just a few good friends. You are not allowed to refuse!"

Having said this, An Qisheng no longer refused:

"Then listen to brother."

In the magnificent box of Xuanjing International Hotel, An Qisheng also saw the "several friends" mentioned by Liu Xian.

In the huge box, the eyes of more than 20 people fell on him.

"Big Liu, is this the brother An you mentioned? Young and promising."

"Brother An, right? Come on, come on, sit down."

"Have two cups, don't go home until you are drunk tonight."

A group of people greeted An Qisheng with various expressions.

"My name is An Qisheng, Qi in the ordinary."

An Qisheng was not stage-frightened, and clinked glasses with everyone present one by one.

Although he didn't like such occasions, he had experienced them before, so he naturally followed suit.

After three rounds of drinking, An Qisheng helped the drunk Liu Xian to the hotel room, shook his head and was about to leave.

Bang!

Liu Xian, who was drunk and unconscious just now, immediately woke up as soon as he touched the bed and grabbed An Qisheng's arm.

Waving his hand to open Liu Xian's arm, An Qisheng's drunkenness disappeared, and he looked at Liu Xian with a smile:

"Brother Liu, you are not drunk."

"Brother An is not kind. You can drink so much and still let me help you drink."

Liu Xian turned over and sat up, smiling bitterly.

"Brother Liu, what do you want to do? Just say it directly."

An Qisheng pulled a chair over and sat down.

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you."

Liu Xian sighed, frowning:

"Brother An, have you heard of the Beggars' Association?"