Shinming Nursing Home

Chapter 122 Conflicts of Interest
When Zhang Ji understood those memory fragments, calmed down his emotions, restrained his mind, and walked out of the side hall.

This matter will be discussed with Hong Yi later to see what to do.

I am just a nobody, I have no big identity, no big background, but how can I let myself know about such a big event.

The leek box has already been prepared.

He, Hong Yi, Ling Chuqing, and Li Xiuqin sat around an Eight Immortals table in the small canteen in Guannei.

"Have you gained anything from going out to sea for half a month?" Ling Chuqing saw that Zhang Ji's current strength was stuck at the peak of the second realm of dual cultivation.

"Being attacked by a ten-headed Hongjing real martial arts monster, is it a harvest?" Zhang Ji smiled.

Li Xiuqin on the side frowned slightly upon hearing this.

He knew that now the monster is no secret to the people of Xiazhou, let alone grandma.

Let her get used to the new environment and information early, so that she can better protect herself when danger comes. This is the most important thing.

"What? How dare they come?" Ling Chuqing raised her eyebrows.

"Beheaded by Bingxian." Zhang Ji said again.

"It's a pity that there are so many evil hazes. I don't know where their old nests are. Otherwise, they will have to be taken away." Ling Chuqing vowed.

Zhang Ji felt that unless Penglai Xiandao and all the combat power of Xia Kingdom were used.

Otherwise, it simply cannot be done.

Over the years, the sea area east of Xia Kingdom.

It was already difficult to tell the direction at sea, and it was shrouded in evil haze.

It is impossible to go ocean at all, not that no one has such an idea.

Quite a few did and never came back.

Now only the route to Penglai Xiandao is clear.

There are marks along the way, and at the same time, there are close contacts with Xia Guo, the number of ships is dense, and the teams of major practitioners support them.

These days, Li Xiuqin liked Ling Chuqing very much, after all, he was Er Gouzi's boss.

In the past, she didn't even dare to think about it, but when Zhang Ji became a celestial hero, she felt that there was something to be said for this matter.

I was thinking about whether to talk to the two of them as a matchmaker.

In the end, seeing that Ling Chuqing was about to take over everyone at every turn, she sighed in her heart: "Leader Xiao Ling is friendly, good-looking, and a good tutor."

"But I want to take over people at every turn, and I'm afraid I will go to the battlefield in the future."

"No, it's not suitable. I need to find someone for Xiaoji who can manage the family properly and guard the rear."

"But looking at the current situation, it seems that Xiaoji doesn't want to be in Chengmingtang. He will inevitably go to sea in the future to find a girl like this. If something happens to him accidentally, wouldn't it be harming her?"

Everyone chatted.

Li Xiuqin's voice was heard by Ling Chuqing.

Zhang Ji was also embarrassed, this grandma really worried about her marriage every day.

Fearing that she would not be able to marry a wife, Ling Chuqing actually looked at her.

It has to be said that as she obtained a heaven-level hero, grandma became more and more daring to think about it.

"Grandma, your leek box is getting more and more delicious." Zhang Ji interrupted to prevent grandma from thinking wildly.

"Leader Xiaoling is helping today, can you not eat?" Although Li Xiuqin was worried about Zhang Ji's future, she smiled brightly on the surface.

"It's all eaten, Zhang Ji, can you give me acupuncture? I haven't had acupuncture for half a month, so I'm not used to it." Ling Chuqing smiled.

"..." Zhang Ji nodded slightly.

Came to his training room.

Ling Chuqing rose into the air.

She unbuttoned herself, and the white cloak slid down her shoulders.

Strong and powerful lines, at a glance.

Even though she was wearing a combat vest, her body was still full of temptation.

"Ghost or immortal?" Zhang Ji suppressed the throbbing in his heart. It was impossible for a young man with full blood and vitality to say that he would not have any heartbeats in front of a beauty like her.

"Human immortal." The corners of Ling Chuqing's mouth rose, and she could clearly feel that Zhang Ji was shy, and his heart was beating fast, his blood was flowing faster, and his emotions were not small.

She wanted to tease Zhang Ji, but seeing that he was serious and focused on acupuncture for herself, she held back.

Zhang Ji took out the golden needles of the bearded man. Considering his current strength, it was the limit for each golden needle to hold twenty grains of mind.

Even if I condense to 360, I still can't finish 33 needles.

"En." Zhang Ji began to prick the acupuncture point with the golden needle, concentrating on it.

"Zhang Ji, I want to ask you something?" Ling Chuqing waited for almost a month, but Xiao Zhou still didn't show up. She was getting impatient.

No matter how you retreat, you should break through to the stone realm.

She already wondered if she had been tricked.

But recalling Xiao Zhou's statement that day, it was not like that.

"Tell me." Zhang Jixin had no distractions.

"Before I came, did anyone often come to Zhenwu Temple for acupuncture?" Ling Chuqing obviously wanted to get some clues from Zhang Ji.

"That's too much." Zhang Jidao.

"Are you only looking for acupuncture for ghosts and immortals?" Ling Chuqing asked again.

"There are quite a few." Zhang Ji replied quickly.

"Then where do these people live, do you know?" Ling Chuqing obviously wanted to investigate every family, and now the most important thing is to open the second floor of Soul Prison.

"When you see a doctor, acupuncture will reveal your home address? Unless it is some elderly people with limited mobility who need our door-to-door help." Zhang Ji said truthfully.

Seeing that Zhang Ji didn't feel any fluctuations in his heart, Ling Chuqing felt that what he should tell was the truth.

Combined with Xiao Zhou's identity, ten years of dreaming, running errands in the pharmacy, and poverty in the family, it is very likely that this information is because he often comes to Chengmingtang and just speaks nonsense.

Thinking about it, who would really reveal their identity information?

When Zhang Ji finished the injection, he was already sweating profusely.

Although these few days of practice did not allow him to break through to the Profound Stone Realm, it also made Zhang Ji's thoughts more condensed.

The same is the grit of the mind, but the strength of the mind will still be different when practicing different sutras.

The degree of condensedness is also related to the strength of the grit of the mind.

Renxian's 33 needles not only need to integrate one's own thoughts, but also introduce blood dew to stimulate the power of the acupoints.

Even though Ling Chuqing has double cultivated to the peak of the three realms, she still feels that the blood flow in her body is extremely smooth, and even some impurities hidden in the acupuncture points have been eliminated.

"The gravel of your thoughts is very transparent, without the slightest mottled, and your blood and qi are also very pure, without impurities."

"It gives the impression that the cultivation methods are not from the same school as Hong Yi." Ling Chuqing was also a little puzzled. The same cultivation methods, theoretically, whether it is mind or blood, the breath should be similar.

"This is a method passed down from my ancestors. My uncle said that I am extremely talented, and few people can compare..." Zhang Ji began to brag.

"What he said is the truth. Your talent is indeed good. How do you think about your future? Grandma Li is very concerned about you." The corners of Ling Chuqing's mouth raised, and she didn't have too much doubt when she looked at Zhang Ji's side face.

At this moment, he was sweating profusely, sitting cross-legged, taking the sixth-grade crystal powder to restore his own consumption.

"Don't think too much about it, just take one step at a time." Zhang Ji knew that she really cared about him.

After all, I eat and drink too much at grandma's place, and my mouth is soft when I eat people.

"You can't do this. As a man, you have to have a plan for your future." Ling Chuqing felt that she could help.

Among the men she met, Zhang Ji admired him quite a lot.

"I originally wanted to be a doctor in Chengmingtang who could earn a lot of money." Zhang Ji looked at her and said gently, "But the monsters on Jindao completely shattered my thoughts."

"Cultivation? Zhenwu Temple does have a lot of resources, but I really don't know where the future lies."

"I don't know anything about the outside world."

Ling Chuqing paused.

Indeed, even she was once confused.

They don't even know where the enemy is, either the boundless ocean shrouded in evil haze, or the snowfield covered in frost and snow.

Or it would be the [-] mountains covered in acid rain, and the boundless desert filled with thunderstorms.

Today, the Seven Immortals of the Xia Kingdom know very little about these four regions.

"I want to ask, what plans do you have for yourself?" Zhang Ji asked back. It seemed that Ling Chuqing was a little cute, and she would even help her out for grandma's aspirations.

This made him want to understand Ling Chuqing's inner world.

If the two are not prison guards, perhaps the relationship can go further.

Once people have a conflict of interest, it is difficult to truly become an intimate relationship.

(End of this chapter)