Chapter 2: Work, beauty anchor

Chapter 2 Work, Beauty Anchor
Xianzun Fangchuan is known as Pill King Xianzun, because he is a super alchemist in the immortal world, and he can refine the elixir of imperial grade, and many immortals ask for him.
And his Pill King Immortal Venerable, the entry-level hair tactic is different from other people, and he practiced "Pill Fire Secret Art". This was an adventure he had obtained before, and he obtained a peerless tactic.
When he reached the realm of Immortal Venerable, he practiced "Pill Fire Jue", which shows the power of this law.
According to records, at the end of the training, he can make the Emperor Grade Immortal Fire.
Like the elixir, fire is also divided into levels, divided into ordinary fire, real fire, and fairy fire. Each type of fire is ordinary fire of first grade, ordinary fire of medium grade, extraordinary fire of character, real fire of character, and real fire of local grade. , Tianpin true fire, Wangpin fairy fire, imperial product fairy fire, and finally the legendary holy fire.
In his previous life, Fang Chuan only cultivated the Wangpin Immortal Fire, and at the highest he could practice the Wangpin Immortal Pill, he also dominated the Immortal Realm Alchemy Realm.
And his basic method is this "Pill Fire Jue".
"Oh, the earth's aura is too thin. Although I have experience, but because of the lack of aura, it took only three days to develop a ray of primordial fire."
As soon as Fang Chuan unfolded his hand, a ray of red flame swayed in his palm, and that trace of high temperature radiated out, but it had no effect on him.
In three days, he finally started "Pill Fire Jue".
After three days of inducing qi into the body, he understood a problem. If he wants to restore his cultivation as soon as possible, he must find more medicinal materials that are helpful for cultivation.
There are countless pill recipes in his mind to improve cultivation, but it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, no medicinal materials, and no money.
Want to improve the cultivation base, that is a fantasy.
"We still have to make money, otherwise, relying on the aura of this earth, it is even more difficult to cultivate a middle-grade common fire."
Fang Chuan squeezed his palm, the flame was extinguished, stood up, stretched his limbs, and made a crackling sound.
After three days of cultivation, the progress of his cultivation was limited, but his body, which was originally a weak body, became a lot stronger under the aura.
But the problem has also appeared, and his appetite has increased a lot now.
As he spoke, his stomach groaned, and he hurried to the kitchen, preparing to start a fire to cook, only to find that there was not much rice left in the rice jar.
In the past few years, he has worked outside and has not farmed. Naturally, he has no surplus food at home. The last time he had an accident, he ran out of savings.
This time is good, it is in desperation.
He had to use all the remaining rice to cook a pot of porridge, add a little kimchi, and pour it into his stomach, then took out the phone and called the previous manager of the property department.
The manager of the property department is the manager of Lishui Garden, a high-end community in the county seat, responsible for the personnel affairs of the property and security.
"Hey, Brother Wang." Soon, the phone connected.
"It's Xiaofang." Manager Wang is over forty years old. Although he is a leader, his tone is very gentle:
"I also know about you. You take a good rest. I will keep the position for you. Don't worry. When the injury is recovered, you will come back to work. As long as your brother Wang is here, you will have food."
"Thank you, Brother Wang." Fang Chuan was moved when he heard Manager Wang's words. This non-professional leader had nothing to say to him.
He quickly said:
"Brother Wang, I'm all right now. I want to come to work in the afternoon, do you think it's okay?"
"Alright?" Manager Wang only heard that Fang Chuan was injured, but he didn't know how serious it was. After Fang Chuan had said it, he smiled:
"I'll come to work when I'm done. These days, my brothers have missed one day of vacation. Haha, I will pick you up when I get there."
After chatting with Manager Wang for a few more words, Fang Chuan hung up the phone, quickly tidied up, locked the door, and went straight to the village to catch a shuttle bus into the city.
By the time he arrived at Lishui Garden, it was already afternoon. After Manager Wang waited for him, he immediately asked him to change into his security uniform and stand guard at Gate 3.
"Oh, Fangzi! I haven't seen you for a few days. Didn't it mean that your kid was injured? How come you look red." Chen Xiong, who is on duty with Fang Chuan, is a young man several years older than him. .
When he saw Fang Chuan, he felt that Fang Chuan had changed a lot, but he couldn't tell the details. He had to say that his temperament had changed.
Therefore, he couldn't help but ridicule.
"People say that if you don't die in a catastrophe, you will have a blessing. I'm Hongfu Qitian."
Fang Chuan waved his hand and sat in the sentry box while talking. When Chen Xiong said things, he also knew that as a cultivator, of course his temperament was different from ordinary people.
Not to mention that Fang Chuan is already handsome, even if he looks average, his temperament and charm are much better than ordinary people.
Lishui Garden is a high-quality community, and the people living in it are all rich and noble people in Chishui County. Therefore, there are few people and quiet.
However, the owners have much higher requirements for security. Sometimes, the owners will ask some security to do some things.
No, not long after Fang Chuan sat there, the sweet voice of the little girl from the Property Department came from the walkie-talkie in front of him: "Fang Chuan, Fang Chuan."
"Fang Chuan heard it, please speak." Fang Chuan answered quickly.
"The owner of Building No. 502 needs your help in naming, please go over immediately."
"Huh? Oh!"
Fang Chuan's mouth twitched when he heard it. This is depressing. The owner of Building 502 is a beautiful woman. He used to ask Fang Chuan to help with courier and carry things.
I heard that she is still a rich and second generation, and she does live broadcasts at home, which is very popular on the Internet, and she is the kind of staying at home.
However, this beauty is not that easy to deal with, she has a bold style, and she also proactively flirts with her, causing Fang Chuan's face to be red.
However, Fang Chuan also knew his identity, and how dare to respond, so every time he saw this sister, he was depressed.
"Ha, the beauty anchor called you, what are you doing here, go and come back soon." Of course Chen Xiong knew about Fang Chuan and couldn't help laughing.
"Why don't you go." Fang Chuan is now focused on cultivating, where he caught a cold with the beautiful anchor.
"I asked you to go there. It's slow. Be careful when she complains about your salary deduction." Chen Xiong patted him on the shoulder and pushed him.
"Ok."
Fang Chuan nodded, took the walkie-talkie, and hurriedly came to 502 of Building 15, knocked on the door for a while before it opened.
"Ah, Ogawa, come here."
A playful and cute, exquisite features, red phoenix eyes, willow eyebrows, exquisite small red mouth, and white and tender skin, the small head that makes people look fascinated, poking out from the crack of the door.
After she saw Fang Chuan, she opened the door of the room.
Sure enough, this sister is still bold, wearing shorts with a cropped cord and shorts that almost expose her buttocks, making people look hot.
She hurriedly pulled Fang Chuan in, closed the door, wrinkled her nose, and said, "It's so hot, why are you still wearing such a thick uniform? Come on, sister will take it off for you."
As she said, her little hand reached Fang Chuan's chest.