Reiki Recovery: Billions Of Times Talent

Chapter 66 – : Zhentian Bell (1/7)

After a brief chat in Hong Zhen’s office, Jiang Yuan left and went to the first martial arts center, Dacheng martial arts center.

As before, he stopped a car on the side of the road and headed towards the city center.

In the car, the driver was obviously chattering, frothing and talking non-stop.

“Master, see you came from the direction of the Wuji Martial Arts Hall. The current Wuji Martial Arts Hall is amazing! There is a Sifang Town General! I’m a good boy! It’s really scary.”

“Even the city lord was alarmed. If it weren’t for the last city lord to show up, according to me, those other martial arts museum owners and the main museum owners, this time is really a catastrophe.

Jiang Yuan smiled and nodded, echoing a few words.

The driver thought Jiang Yuan didn’t believe it, and his voice exaggerated: “Don’t believe me, old man, Sifang Town will want to kill them. It’s hard not to pinch a few ants. By then, everyone will die and the city lord will have no way to punish them. Him!”

“In the past, there was a rebellion in the town. If this is a big trouble, it will be terrible. The entire Haoran city will be shaken, and the wind and rain will sway. I don’t know how many people will die.”

After finishing speaking, I couldn’t help but sighed: “But in the end it is ordinary people like us who are unlucky.”

Jiang Yuan smiled and said nothing.

It is only a dozen kilometers from Wuji Wuguan to Dacheng Wuguan, and it only takes a while.

After getting out of the car, Jiang Yuan stood under the Dacheng Martial Arts Hall.

Dacheng Martial Arts Hall is located next to a prosperous commercial street. It has more than ten floors in total, and the whole body of ink-colored glass is stacked on top of each other. Each layer is like a lasagna, twisted and superimposed upwards.

As soon as Jiang Yuan walked into the building and stood inside, his eyes couldn’t help but look around.

It has to be said that as the No. 1 martial arts museum in Haoran City, it occupies the highest share of resources each year. The layout and structure of the building alone is more grandiose than the Wuji Building.

The same are the huge crystal pendants in the center. Although the Wuji Building is beautiful, it lacks some background and history, while the crystal pendants of Dacheng Building are full of a simple and dark atmosphere, quite a kind of artistic conception.

Rumor has it that the crystal pendants of the Dacheng Martial Arts Hall sell for as much as 300 million yuan. They are items that have survived the last World War and their historical significance exceeds their actual value.

At this moment, a person suddenly approached and touched Jiang Yuan’s shoulder lightly.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

Turning his head, he saw a man in his thirties, wearing a sturdy suit and greasy hair, with the style of a successful person.

Jiang Yuan wondered: “What’s the matter?”

The man’s eyes rolled around, and he leaned in, and said with a decent face in a low voice: “Master, are you here to pick up broken gold?”

Jiang Yuan was taken aback for a moment, and he didn’t know why he said, “What do you do for picking up broken pieces of gold?”

“Uh…” Hearing Jiang Yuan’s answer, the man looked at him with a weird look, and then suddenly realized that he laughed in a low voice: “Don’t pretend, old man, this is not a shameful thing. Broken gold.”

“Look around.” He pointed to the well-dressed men and women around him.

Some of these people are holding phones and talking there, some men and women are whispering to each other, and some are holding books and reading while walking.

He also pointed to an old man who was in a hurry and dressed very stylishly and said: “Look at that old man, he is the one who knows best. He will walk all the way from the door to the toilet, and then walk out of the toilet every time. When we drove people out, we missed him.”

After speaking, he glanced at his watch, his pupils contracted.

The voice immediately rose up and said: “There is one minute left, so prepare quickly. After the Zhentian bell rings, there will be a lot of white silk emptiness in the sky. If you see it, you will quickly pick it up, and if you find it, you will run away, or you will be caught. The people at Dacheng Wuguan have been caught, and everything has to be turned in.”

Jiang Yuan looked around and found that many people looked down at their watches, their expressions became tense, and there was an atmosphere of urgency in the air.

Many people who had been walking stopped moving and waited silently.

There was a slight countdown sound from the man in my ear.

“Ten seconds…”

“nine……”

“…”

“Fives……”

“three……”

“two……”

“One……”

Om…

When the word fell, a dull and distant bell rang humming through the world, deafening, as if at this moment, time was frozen in an instant.

The long history with a heavy history is like the Fanyin from the ancient times, with a peculiar charm and mysterious characteristics.

Jiang Yuan felt as if his soul was trembling.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the two immortal cells at the center of his eyebrows, trembling violently, beating wildly, as if quantum entanglement.

Vaguely, there is a way of dividing one into two and two into four.

However, the bells came and went quickly, and the immortal cells did not meet the requirements for metamorphosis.

Jiang Yuan’s eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, his brain was running fast, countless cells were trembling, his nerves were swelling, and densely deduced data circulated in his eye sockets.