Chapter 908

Listening to the instructions of the writer, Monan felt very tight.

After all, he has told Zheng Ting about it.

Fortunately, when the writer learned that he had already said something, he just gave him a look, shook his head and sighed

"Forget it. Fortunately you are clever and told her not to say it, otherwise, there will be a big mess."

"Is it that serious?" Monan picked his eyebrows.

He really can't understand why no one has ever said anything about it, since it's not a secret that there are problems in most of the ancient martial arts.

Especially according to his expectation, if he wants to become a master, he can only achieve it after he has found out the real cultivation methods of guwu.

In fact, there are not many people who know about it. After all, there are great masters behind every great family.

"Change your mind."

The writer laughed and explained: "in fact, it's not difficult to explain that people are selfish. If you think about it, there are so many auras between heaven and earth. A hundred miles of land is just enough for a master to practice."

"If there are more people in the world who know how to practice, how can those who have been promoted to master practice?"

"I see."

Monan suddenly realized.

He felt strange for a while. Some time ago, Jessica was closed at the pottery house. In a short week, she was promoted to a higher level.

Similarly, He Mei's talent is not bad, but in this period of Mordor's life, she has hardly improved much. In the final analysis, when Jessica was practicing, the Taoists just met with great difficulties. No one wanted to practice, so no one competed with her for spiritual power.

He Mei was different. When she was practicing, everyone lived in a villa. There were so many spiritual powers. No one would want to make progress.

With that in mind, Monan's face changed slightly.

This is bad. In this way, if he always takes Jessica with him in the future, won't he never want to improve so fast in his life?

He could not help thinking of the Pearl in his body.

When he killed several people in the blood Temple of Su city, one of them mentioned the name and simply said the effect.

However, after the bead went to his body, it did not gather the spirit power, but slowly swallowed his spirit power, so he doubted whether the pillar was a spirit bead for several times.

"By the way, Mr. Jiang, have you ever heard of Ju Lingzhu?" Thinking of the "eight" on the inner column, Monan felt that this bead might not be as simple as gathering spiritual power.

"I've heard of it. I haven't seen it."

I don't know why Mo Nan suddenly mentioned the thing in the rumor. The writer didn't doubt that he was there. After nodding, he said with emotion:

"I've been to a hermit family, separated by a wall, the concentration of aura inside and outside is just two worlds. I think it's the effect of gathering aura beads. I don't know if there aren't enough."

"All right."

Will pen Weng to understand not much, Monan regretfully nodded.

After that, he talked with the writer for a while.

Jiang Li, who had left, pushed the door in again. After looking at them in the room, he asked, "have you finished talking? I still have something to do."

"It's over." The writer raised his head and laughed. Then, with the sign of Jiang Li's eyes, he remembered something else

"By the way, little Mona..."

"Master." Mo Nan said without expression.

The smile on the writer's face was stiff. It was a joke at first, but now he can't shout out a young master who is about the same age as his granddaughter. So he said helplessly:

"Well, let's get down to business."

With a slight cough, the writer Weng said in a soft voice: "I'm old. Now I can't do many things by myself. The top management of the chamber of Commerce has discussed this matter. Jiang Li will take over my job and the position of vice president in the future."

"In two days, she will leave Yanjing and go to the headquarters with me to report."

"Is it?"

He was not surprised to see Jiang Li. After all, he knew what was going on in the dark under the management of the writer.

Most of the high-level people are the adopted sons of old Jiang. Except Jiang Li, if someone else comes here, they may not be able to manage it.

But what does that have to do with him?

Quietly nodded, Mo Nan pick eyebrow way: "so?"

"So the head of this branch is vacant."

The writer touched his beard and said with an amiable smile, "look, would you like to take over this job?"

Sure enough, I know that if you smile, it will be no good.

With a sneer in his heart, Monan would refuse what he didn't want.

But listen to pen Weng suddenly said: "when the director, the people in the bar, you can call."

"The information in the bar can also be read by you. As far as I know, there are some old friends waiting for you in Qingcheng?"

Mo Nan: "I'm not sure."

Naturally, he knew who the writer was talking about, so he bit his teeth and said in a vicious voice, "old bastard, you've calculated everything, haven't you? You're tough. "“ I agreed, but not because of the people in Qingcheng, but... "His eyes twinkled and he didn't go on. Jessica and Qin Jiang are the people he trusts most. If there is no big deal in the future, he hopes that they can concentrate on their cultivation. In this way, we have to find someone else to protect Bingqing's daughter, but the problem is that there is no one else available. The proposal made by the writer at the moment is a solution to his urgent need“ But I've agreed that I don't care about small things. Unless someone calls, don't let them bother me. " After agreeing, Monan added“ It's natural. " Weng immediately agreed. Let Mo Nan take the post of a director, originally is to prevent someone to make trouble, no one to come forward, now as long as Mo Nan agreed, he will be at ease. After all, although the boy is unreliable, he still has some sense of responsibility. Then he stayed in the bar for a while, and his doubts were all solved when he came. Monan was ready to leave. As for the pen and paper man who finally asked him to seriously consider the proposal about that world, Monan refused without thinking about it. make fun of. Let's not say it's true or not. He's living well now. Unless he's full, why leave Bingqing and go to another place to be a widower. It's a fool who agrees. After a while, he walked away from the bar. in the house. Squatting down, Jiang Li picked up the scattered materials. At this moment, he looked at Mo Nan. As soon as he left, he recovered his upright face and asked carefully, "grandfather, I said earlier that he couldn't agree. Next, what shall we do?"“ Can he decide whether to agree or not? " The writer Weng youyou smiles, but he is not worried. He says with emotion: "many things in the world are not decided by himself. Besides, there are many secrets hidden in him, which I can't see through."“ I have been doubting for a long time. If you think about it, I have been sitting under my mother tree for ten years without any harvest. Why does his body react immediately after a cup of tea? "“ This is one and the other. " The writer put out two fingers with a smile, and the old God was saying: "with his temperament, do you think that when those people really live in this world, they will act recklessly, and then he will be able to stay idle?"“ So, we don't have to worry. Let's take a step at a time. "