The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 58 Mind Alchemy
  in the room.

Zhu Mingyao spread a blanket on the ground, sat cross-legged on it, and opened the system panel in his mind.

Focusing on [Shangqing Huangting Interior Scenery Sutra] LV1 on the skill bar, a prompt popped up instantly.

"To advance to LV2 with this skill, you need to open at least two branches. The number is now one.

It is detected that the existing points are enough to open the next branch, please confirm whether to open it or not. "

Different from the two original methods that Zhu Mingyao practiced, the upgrade of [Shangqing Huangting Inner Scenery Sutra] is much more demanding. Not only does it require a lot more points, but also for each level up, at least one of the twenty-four gods needs to be activated. Both branches are required as prerequisites.

I have only activated the Lung God [Haohua] now, which means that if I want to upgrade to LV2, I have to activate another kind of interior gods.

In fact, two days ago, he killed the magician and solved the kidnapping case, and the reward points he got were enough to open another one. However, it was revealed that the other party's background was tough. To prevent an accident, he was dragged to the chamber of commerce by Bai Ziyuan overnight. Sheltered from the limelight, she was delayed for a moment.

Now that he was free, he just happened to study the skill planning. With a thought, he put the names and effects of the remaining gods in the interior into a row.

Brain God [Taihuang]...

Fore God [Emperor Court]…

Eyes [Shang Ming]...

Ear God【Lingcong】…

Liver God [Dragon Smoke]...

Kidney God [Xuan Ming]...

Bone God [Jade Pillar]...

Marrow God [Zanghai]...

……

Zhu Mingyao carefully sensed the corresponding information. There seemed to be many targets to choose from, but quite a few of them required three-dimensional values ​​of energy, energy, and spirit that his own attributes could not meet for the time being.

Considering that the newly opened interior gods are best linked to the already activated lung god [Haohua], the actual choices are limited to a few.

Make sure to turn on the [Elixir] of your mind!
  Suddenly, there seemed to be an illusory and clear Taoist sound lingering in the room.

"The official lotus in the heart contains flowers, and underneath there is the boy Danyuan family..."

The true power quietly and automatically operated according to the scriptures, and traces of warm currents gathered into the heart, gradually turning into a warm breath. At the same time, a heart beat more and more powerfully, emitting a faint red spiritual light under Zhu Mingyao's inner vision.

"Huh!" The young man exhaled a long breath, and his breath seemed to be filled with anxiety. This did not refer to how high the temperature was, but a kind of anxiety in his mind.

This is the magical power of Heart Fire given by the Heart God [Dan Yuan]. It is not the fire of wood and stone stoves, but a kind of spiritual fire, the fire of thoughts. It is neither good nor evil. It does not harm vegetation, trees, bamboos and stones, but only ignites the delusional thoughts in the hearts of sentient beings.

After trying out his new skills and taking a short rest, the young man looked at the time, stood up and opened the curtains.

A few days ago, Zhu Mingyao was hiding behind the curtain here, watching two male and one female disciples of the Red Sun Venerable. They came to the door of Hualian with people from the Special Investigation Bureau to make some noise, but were led by Henry Lai. He pushed it back neither softly nor hard.

Probably because he knew that the dead ghost deserved his punishment, the person in charge of the official team just negotiated a few words in a business-like manner and did not exert any effort. For the rest of the time, both sides watched coldly as the man and woman jumped up and down. In the end, it was Henry Lai who came forward to smooth things over and made an appointment with the Special Investigation Bureau to come to discuss a solution today.

After changing his clothes, he went downstairs to have breakfast in the hotel restaurant. Seeing that the time was almost up, Zhu Mingyao was too lazy to go back to the room, so he simply sat in the lobby and waited.

After a while, the car horn sounded at the gate. The young man looked through the clear glass door of the lobby and saw Bai Ziyuan sitting in the sports car waving to him.

"Where's Elder Lai? Shall we go pick him up now?" Zhu Mingyao got into the car, looked back and forth, and found that he was alone. Zhu Mingyao asked.

Bai Ziyuan, who was wearing a rare gray suit, smiled mysteriously: "Uncle Lai is going to pick up a few guests and come with us. You might as well guess who they are?"

"How did I know that several leaders from the San Francisco headquarters were also brought here?
  Is that monk so difficult to deal with? Zhu Mingyao said speculatively, if that were the case, he would be indebted to Dafa for this favor.

"No, even though that old guy is a bit heavy-handed, he is not worthy of our mobilization of troops. Let's just wait and see what happens today. Let you see what an adult can do!"

When he mentioned the word 'means', Bai Ziyuan lengthened his tone, with a half-smiling expression on his face.

……

Under the bright sunshine, Zhu Mingyao rubbed his fingers slightly nervously and looked at the few mediocre small office buildings in front of him and a few ordinary armed guards. Although he had lived in Los Angeles for seven or eight years, , but today was the first time he saw what this long-famous supernatural incident management organization looked like.

"Don't look at it. This is just a reception room on the surface. The real base of the Special Bureau is underground. We are just here to negotiate today, not for a visit. We won't go in." Bai Ziyuan explained as he looked at the young man's head. .

"Why don't you get out of the car?"

"The real owner hasn't arrived yet. You are the person involved today, but you are not the protagonist. Do you understand? You have to talk to someone who can speak..."

Bai Ziyuan pretended that he was going to teach you some life experience today. Just as he was about to continue talking, he suddenly saw horns blaring on the corner of the street and several large business cars turning around.

"Uncle Lai and the others are here. Go up to greet them and be polite."

The two people hurriedly got out of the car, arranged their instruments and went forward.

The car stopped slowly, and several people in different clothes got out of the car one after another.

The first one was naturally Henry Lai. Today he took off his usual loose clothes and put on a well-fitting handmade black suit. His mustache was neatly trimmed and his shiny hair was combed back. He was completely unique. Middle-aged and older handsome guy.

He extended his hand to the two men and one woman behind him and said with a smile: "You two juniors, why don't you come over and pay your respects first?"

He first introduced to one of the brown-haired middle-aged men wearing a black sleeveless cassock with a cross hanging on his chest: "This is Archdeacon Johnson of the Golden State Diocese of the Holy Cathedral."

Archdeacon Johnson was tall and thin, with an arrogant look on his face. He didn't seem to want to speak. He just glanced at the two of them lightly and nodded slightly.

Henry Lai didn't care, and pointed with a smile, "This is Elder Singer from the Swak Temple in Los Angeles. Elder Singer has always been enthusiastic about social welfare and charity. They are very prestigious among immigrants.”

"Namasday! Young friends, I wish you happiness and good health."

The rich old man, wrapped in a light blue cotton turban and a wide and heavy Gulda gown, tilted his head, clasped his palms together with a smile, and greeted Bai Ziyuan and Zhu Mingyao enthusiastically. The two hurriedly returned the greeting. A gift.

"The last beautiful lady is Prosecutor Rosena from the Golden State Attorney's Office..."

"It's Mrs. Laurent! I told you, please use your husband's surname in public." A middle-aged woman with a capable temperament in a beige professional suit rolled her eyes at Henry Lai and said angrily.

"But when I look at your beautiful face, I always forget the fact that you are married. If I were 20 years younger, I might go to Mr. Laurent for a duel." Henry Lai said in an exaggerated tone.

Rosena Laurent was so amused by Henry Lai's teasing that she couldn't stop laughing. She stretched out her hand and shook it gently with Zhu Mingyao. She blinked her blue-black eyes and turned her head and said:

"Hurry in, gentlemen, solve this villain's case and file the file as soon as possible. I don't want to spend the whole weekend doing this."

　Thank you everyone for collecting and reading. I am so bad at writing, but I can still reach the third place among new fantasy books. . . The fantasy category is really cool. . . .

　　
  　
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