Who Knows? The United States Is So Suitable For Magic Cultivation

When the first ray of sunshine in the morning in Houston fell, Lin You's eyelashes trembled slightly.

At this time, he was covered in water vapor.

There were even dew on the eyelashes.

He let out a breath of emotion.

Then raise the index finger of your right hand.

On the tip of the index finger, a whirlwind rotates slightly.

"Spiritual whirls are jumping at the fingertips... In one night, the introduction of Qi into the body has been completed... The next thing to do is to increase the spiritual Qi in the meridians, and then use the breathing method to guide the Qi to the Dantian, continue to introduce Qi, and keep squeezing Press and open the Dantian. The last time I opened the Dantian, it only took three days, but in this damn place like the United States, the spiritual energy is thin, so it will probably take several months!"

"When the Dantian is well opened, you will feel a collapsing feeling in the abdomen! After the Dantian is opened, you can continue to use breathing methods to compress the Dantian to expand the capacity of the Dantian! After the Dantian is compressed for a period of time, the air will travel to the meridians, dredging and widening it. , this process is to open and cleanse the meridians...this is the official entry into the Qi refining period!"

"There are too many miscellaneous gases and waste gases in this piece of earth in my hometown. If we really practice with traditional methods, I am afraid that we will be stuck in the Qi refining period for ten years, or even decades... If there are spiritual stones or elixirs, the speed It can be more than dozens of times faster! But whether it is a spiritual stone or a pill, if you want to get it on earth, it will probably cost a lot of money and require money and power!"

"In this way, there is only one option left for early practice...to practice demonic skills...beheading people, snatching vitality, refining soul flags, taking away destiny...Which skill to choose, "The Sutra of Killing Life" should be the best suitable……"

Gululu...

Lin You's mumbling was interrupted by the gurgling sound coming from his stomach.

He touched his belly...

"Are you hungry again?"

"Damn it, before you practice magic skills, you have to solve the problem of eating first!"

Lin You murmured in a low voice.

At the same time, he took out the map Fang Yi drew for him yesterday from his trouser pocket.

He glanced at the small characters on the map marked by Fang Yijuan, marking the shelter, and then at the Chinese restaurant she marked.

After hesitating for a moment, he decided to go to the Chinese restaurant first.

The shelter seems to receive free meals and some basic living supplies...but it doesn't pay.

Lin You felt that he still needed a beautiful knife.

He needs at least a quiet and spacious house. He can't always practice magic skills on the streets of America... that will cause a lot of trouble.

He has no cultivation now and cannot protect himself.

As long as he can get a salary, Lin You also hopes to find a good place to live for himself.

In this way, the problems of food and accommodation are solved.

As for working...

Most likely it will be some work such as washing dishes, delivering food, and cleaning.

Lin You didn't care much about this.

How could he, a demon cultivator, still care about his face... In the Cangwu Realm, which sect of cultivation would not know that he, Lin You, is famous for being vicious and shameless...

The devil has no shackles and can do as he pleases... The true devil is proud of all things and is the only one who respects me. This is the heaven and earth, my way is the ultimate.

Lin You held Chaoyang hard and once again walked on the American Street, which was filled with the smell of urine.

There is no morning market here.

You can’t buy soy milk or fried dough sticks either.

But you can hear sirens early in the morning.

Lin You stopped instinctively. He didn't know if he was caught on camera when he killed George W. Bush and escaped from the antique shop last night.

To be cautious, he waited until the sirens faded away and then drove around in a long circle before arriving at the Chinese restaurant marked by Fang Yi on the "map".

The restaurant is located in the middle of a block, a two-story townhouse with red bricks on the roof.

There are three shops in this two-story townhouse. The restaurant is the first one from the left, next to it is a barber shop, and next to it is a coffee shop.

The hotel's plaque shows four hotels with red letters on a yellow background - Yiyuan Hotel! Under the four Chinese characters, there is a line of English. Next to the English is a small plaque that reads, Ming Yang Sichuan Cuisine!

Lin You narrowed his eyes...

This should be a Sichuan restaurant.

No wonder Fang Yi is familiar with this place.

It was just eight o'clock in the morning and the restaurant was not open yet.

But Lin You's stomach kept rumbling, and he couldn't hold it in anymore. He went to the supermarket nearby and bought another bottle of water, a sandwich, and a sausage, which cost eight US dollars.

It’s just that the cashier this time is a Latino. I don’t know if he is Lao Mo.

Lin You's spoken language was average and he didn't make small talk.

After getting the sandwich, sausage and bottled water, he returned to the entrance of the Chinese restaurant. He finished the sandwich and sausage in a few mouthfuls, took another sip of water, and then frowned.

"White people's rice tastes really bad...the sausage is like eating a cow's butt!"

"These foreign devils don't know how to make sausages. Can you please stop making them... I want to make sausages out of all these foreign devils."

And just when Lin You was scolding secretly.

A red pickup truck arrived.

The pickup truck was about three meters tall and had a shiny body.

Lin You remembered that he had seen this kind of pickup truck called Ford Raptor on the Internet.

In the back of the pickup truck were several boxes of ingredients.

At this moment, the cockpit door of the Raptor pickup truck opened.

A woman with wavy hair, sunglasses, and a cigarette in her mouth walked majestically from the Raptor in leather boots.

For a moment, Lin You felt a surge of vitality coming towards his face.

That vitality made his newly full stomach growl again.

Then he saw the woman with wavy hair holding up the phone and starting to curse.

Most of the woman's curses were in English, interspersed with a few Chinese quintessences that Lin You could barely understand - melon seeds, silly bag, ha jab poke, Japanese twists sold by your mother, weeds...

The woman spoke too fast, and she spoke English too fast. Lin You couldn't understand it, but intuitively, the woman's curses should be quite dirty.

After about five or six minutes, the woman hung up the phone.

She threw away her cigarettes and began to export the essence of Chinese culture directly.

"Japanese mothers who are damn foreign devils, a bunch of weedy beasts, and mapi babies, labor and management will look for opportunities to hack you to death..."

But until then, the woman suddenly discovered Lin You standing at the door, staring at her.

She raised her hand and took off her sunglasses.

"What do you do?"

Only then did Lin You finally see the woman's face clearly.

Exquisite facial features, beautiful eyes, fair skin, and no makeup. What surprised Lin You the most was the age of this woman, who looked to be only twenty-four or five years old... But the aura when she was cursing just now was very similar to Lin You's memory of his shrewish old aunt...

But just in terms of appearance, this woman should be considered an eighth-grade furnace in the boundless true world! At the auction, this good skin bag alone is worth a hundred spiritual stones.

Lin You commented silently in his heart, but a "shy" smile appeared on his face.

"I...I'm here to find a job!"

"Um... Fang Yi from the convenience store recommended me to come here!"

The woman was stunned for a moment.

"That girl..."

"I'm sorry, I don't accept work-study students here! The hourly wage in my restaurant is very low, $7.25 per hour; this is the minimum wage in Texas! And the work is very hard, you have to work at least eight times a day Hour."

"Why don't you be like Fang Yi and find a part-time job as a supermarket cashier. You can earn ten dollars an hour during the day and fourteen dollars an hour at night. After all, in Texas at night, beware of those damn "homeless" people. Shopping for zero yuan, what a damn regional characteristic..."

Lin You's face was still shy and a little embarrassed. He really looks like an inexperienced college student who is full of difficulties.

"Um...I, my English is not very good, and I don't have all the necessary documents."

The beautiful woman's originally impatient face suddenly brightened up, and she looked at Lin You with bright eyes.

"You're a Kuroto!"

Lin You's eyes also lit up... The woman's eyes were like those of a wolf seeing a sheep, almost glowing green. He liked this kind of person, and all he met in the "Boundless True World" were like this. Bad kind, he likes to deal with this kind of bad kind! Because everyone is so conscientious... He doesn't know how to face people like Fang Yi.

"Yes, boss lady, I... am the Kuroto!"