Immortal Becomes a Stay-at-home Dad After Return

Zhou Qi once stood at the highest point in the world, but he did not attain the Tao.

If he really got the Tao, he might break through the mortal world and stay in the spirit world, or go to a more mysterious place. But he didn't, he returned to this world resolutely. Now that he is stepping into the martial arts again, he just hopes to use his own ideas to gain the Tao. He wants to prove that attaining the Tao does not necessarily mean being too selfless.

It is the inspiration given to him by this world, for the touch in his heart. In this way, he obtained the Tao, and with his great perseverance, great wisdom, and great magic power, he took Zhou Qingqing and Xia Yiruo to the other side and protected them all their lives.

Because of this, Zhou Qi gradually embarked on his own path. Once the direction of one's own martial arts practice is clear, the feeling of seeing the world will be even more different. That's why he was able to feel the rotation of mercury in the shot put while the cruise ship was shaking. This is a very special feeling, practiced day by day, he is collecting this feeling every day, growing every day.

The current him is already much stronger than he was five days ago, and also much stronger than when he experienced the assassination.

"Brother, borrow a fire, I'm almost suffocated!"

Just as Zhou Qi was indulging in his comprehension of alchemy, suddenly several young people came over. One of the extremely burly men patted Zhou Qi on the shoulder and said friendlyly: "Of course it would be great if I could smoke two cigarettes."

Zhou Qi was originally a little irritable because of being interrupted, but he became happy when he heard his words.

This buddy of feelings neither brings fire nor smoke, he is purely here to rub himself. But he didn't say anything, and casually threw the wrinkled box of Poplar cigarettes over.

It was only at this time that he began to look at these people. Their steps were steady and their gazes were condensed. It was obvious that they were all Lianjiazi.

A girl lazily came to the railing and stretched herself. When the arm was fully straightened, there was a crisp sound. This made Zhou Qi a little surprised, because "a thousand dollars can't buy a sound", obviously this girl's kung fu is good, and it showed it inadvertently.

Seeing Zhou Qi staring at her, the girl glared at Zhou Qi, "What are you looking at, haven't you seen a beautiful woman stretching her waist?"

The person who borrowed Zhou Qihuo smiled wryly, "Don't mind brother, our elder sister has a bad temper. Then again, the guests on this cruise ship basically come here for a purpose today. You are also here to watch the fight, right? Are you a trainer?"

Zhou Qi took the cigarette he handed over, and was not angry because of that woman.

smiled and nodded,

"Well, I know a little bit of superficiality. Seeing that you walk like dragons traveling in China, you must be the disciples and grandchildren of Mr. Wei Zhitian, right? You have this level at a young age, and the girl's strength is very good."

"Huh? You actually recognize our origin?" The elder sister is extremely beautiful, and her figure is quite well-proportioned. He wasn't wearing a martial arts uniform, just a pair of jeans underneath and a simple T-shirt on top. She looked at Zhou Qi in surprise, at first she didn't recognize Zhou Qi as a Lianjiazi, and then she started to observe carefully.

Zhou Qi rubbed his nose, and did not speak directly, but looked at the sea again.

"It doesn't look like it, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a master. I guess he just learned martial arts not long ago."

The elder sister observed carefully, shook her head and came to a conclusion. It's very simple for her to think this way, that is, although Zhou Qi's body is fair, his hands don't smell like medicine, and his joints are not as rough as those of martial arts practitioners. And the overall temperament is not as vigorous as a warrior. After thinking about it, no matter how you look at it, Zhou Qi looks like a beginner.

Generally, a good master teaches his apprentices how to make medicine before teaching martial arts.

The pharmaceuticals referred to here are not western medicines in the traditional sense, but medicines for bruises and other sores. People who practice martial arts will be injured frequently, but if they don't get good medical treatment, they will become sick from overwork, and there will be many future troubles. What's more, horizontal kung fu such as Eagle Grasping Kung Fu, Iron Sand Palm, and even Golden Bell Mask, Iron Cloth Shirt, etc., will have a faint smell of medicine on the body.

In addition, although Zhou Qi's joints are thicker than ordinary people, they are not limited to a thick layer of calluses like theirs.

This shows that Zhou Qi knows a little martial arts, but not proficient. This is the conclusion drawn by the elder sister.

In fact, this conclusion is valid for many people, but this is Zhou Qi.

"Who is your teacher? What kind of kung fu did you practice?" The elder sister suddenly asked with great interest.

Zhou Qi shook his head, "There is no school, no sect."

"He has a good physical foundation and knowledge. Since he doesn't have a teacher, he can consider joining us."

The elder sister handed over a business card while talking, "Those who come to this ship are either practicing martial arts or doing business. I think you should still have some yearning for martial arts. Don't waste your good youth. Men, you should It looks a bit bloody."

Seeing that the senior sister was talking and preaching again, the senior brothers could only smile wryly and nodded to Zhou Qi.

It seems that elder sisters often do this, they have long been accustomed to it, and they are afraid that Zhou Qi will be disgusted.

Zhou Qi was not impatient, and took the business card with a smile. Sure enough, it was just as he had imagined, they were indeed Wei Zhitian's disciples and grandchildren. As the head of the Jianing Security Company, this senior sister should be an instructor like Yan Yuhua. It's a pity that the level and strength are too far behind, and at best he is an assistant teacher.

But judging from her "a lot of money can't buy a sound" just now, she is still quite qualified.

Just as she continued to "brainwash" Zhou Qi, a person's phone rang. After saying a few words with a solemn face, he quickly whispered to the elder sister: "Eldest sister, just now the master told us to go back, and said that the one who is coming is also coming. We can't waste any more time, or we will be scolded."

"Okay, let's go." The elder sister waved her hand and led them all the way down from the deck to the direction of the meeting room.

The reason why Zhou Qi doesn't have many calluses on his fists is because his way of cultivation is different from most people in this world. His fists were not developed by brushing piles, let alone hitting sandbags repeatedly. He practiced with his heart and mind, and followed the natural path of Taoism in the spirit world.

But although his fists usually don't look very powerful, once he really fights, his fists can become as big as sandbags when blood pours in.

The few people had just got off the deck, and a junior brother couldn't wait to ask her, "Senior sister, I just saw that person is very ordinary, and he may not have a good foundation, why did you win him over?"

The elder sister gave him a cold look, "What do you know? It's not easy to get on this boat. Although he doesn't look like someone with advanced martial arts, he has a special temperament. I don't know how to look at it." Wrong. Either he is a child of a family, or he has a prominent background. If Master Zhou Qi succeeds in the competition today, he might yearn for the martial arts and join us."

The brothers looked at me and I looked at you, and couldn't help nodding secretly.

What Zhou Qi represents today is them, the community of interests. If he can finish the battle beautifully, this person who looks like a family member might have the urge to join them. Since he is a child of an aristocratic family, there must be a lot of energy behind it. Today's martial arts is different from the past, only with a steady stream of contacts and influence can it gain a firm foothold.

Senior Sister is also worthy of being a Senior Sister, obviously she has experienced a lot in the society and knows the way of vertical and horizontal.

Almost at the same time, Zhou Qi's cell phone rang. He didn't answer, put the business card in his pocket, and walked towards the meeting room calmly.

Today he is wearing a black Tang suit, which is different from the casual clothes he used to wear, let alone sportswear.

Because today's arena is of special significance to him, it is his chance to officially make his debut in this martial arts world. There will be a lot of people appearing in all directions, so he has to pay more or less attention to his image. He is usually slovenly because he thinks it is unnecessary. But today is different, no matter what aspect of spirit, spirit, must be impeccable.

There are two first seats in the conference room, one is for Wei Zhitian, and the other is self-evidently reserved for Zhou Qi.

The elder sister and the others have entered the meeting room, so they are no longer as unscrupulous as before. After all, they are all big bosses in S province. Their master, Yan Yuhua, sat in the lower seat and gave them a sharp look, as if blaming them for running around indiscriminately. The elder sister stuck out her tongue and obediently stood aside with them.

In the huge conference room, those who can sit are at least in the same generation as Yan Yuhua, or even higher.

In martial arts, seniority is the most important thing, and status and status cannot be messed up, let alone reputation and prestige.

Not long after, Zhou Qi opened the door and walked in. With a faint smile on his face, it seems that he is not the one who will compete today. He was just an idler watching the excitement, extremely relaxed.

"Master Zhou Qi, you are finally here, sit down!" Seeing Zhou Qi appearing, Wei Zhitian's eyes lit up, and he greeted him with a smile.

"What!? Why is it you!" The senior sister and the others were stunned for a moment, and subconsciously blurted out.

They were completely dumbfounded. They never thought that this young man who seemed extremely casual just now was actually the protagonist of today. Now they finally know where the seemingly invisible and superior temperament in him comes from, but they can't figure it out. Such a fist will be recognized and admired by Wei Zhitian?

Yan Yuhua frowned, and looked at them with dissatisfaction, "What are you making such a fuss about? Today is the first time you have seen Master Zhou, how is this decent? Immediately apologize and make amends. After the end, the family law will serve you!"

Hearing that the family law was serving them, several people immediately wept and sweated profusely.

Zhou Qi waved his hand, sat down and said with a smile: "It's okay, there is a good relationship between us, we have met just now. This girl is very skilled, she looks like she is only 21 years old, and she has a bright future. There is no need to take care of her family." , Martial arts practice is not rigid and dogmatic, but sincerely feel happy, such fists have strength. The feudal dross of rules and regulations must be discarded.”