Chapter 514: White noodles do not need to push the back biscuits are all lies

Su Jie saw the shadow of another person from this Lynch.
It was like seeing the shadow of the big leader from Long Tianming. Behind Lynch, it was not the big leader, but another giant-level figure. This person's strength was not inferior to Mr. Honey Badger.
However, this person does not seem to be a giant in the dark world, but rather seems to be a certain hermit. Su Jie feels a unique oriental atmosphere. This expert seems to be an oriental.
So far, Su Jie hasn't seen an Oriental who can compare with Mr. Honey Badger, except for himself. Even the four masters of the martial arts family, alone, are far behind Mr. Honey Badger.
Su Jie once divided, if the big leader is 100 points, then he and Oudli are both ninety-nine and ninety-nine, Mr. Honey Badger should be ninety-nine.
And any one of the Wu family is like Wu Xinyu, that is ninety-eight.
As for the fool, Mr. X, although he is also a supreme master of the ninth sense, he is still a bit worse than Wu Xinyu.
On the whole, in terms of the quality of super masters, Westerners are actually higher than Easterners. The chiefs do not know whether they are Westerners or Easterners, but Oudley is absolutely Westerners.
"It seems that it is really a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in China." Su Jie sighed deep in his heart: "Now I don't know, who is the top character in the country? Just like the sweeping monk in a martial arts novel, he hides deeply with him. name."
"Well, today's banquet will end here." Su Jie said to Chu Feng: "You can go to my laboratory at any time. I have seminars every week. It is Sunday afternoon. I will make a weekly summary. People who train and engage in scientific research will bring out this week’s questions and results to discuss with everyone. You can also join in."
"I will definitely come." Chu Feng was overjoyed, knowing this was an excellent opportunity.
Su Jie greeted Wu Qu and left here directly.
Tang Yunxian stayed here to continue attending the banquet. She showed her face this time. It happened to discuss with these young people how to join the club, expand customers, and draw the young people here into the club. The power is really big.
Moreover, with her current strength, she can definitely control her.
She is now a strong person with the Eighth Sense, and she is very young, strong, and extremely powerful. With the power of defeating Feng Hengyi, she can just maximize the value of today's results.
She knows how to do it.
When Su Jie went back, he had done everything he had to do. He had to go back to study and practice, so he didn't waste a moment of time.
One day just passed.
For many young people at this banquet, it was nothing more than watching a few wonderful contests, but in the hearts of many older generations, they knew that the pattern of upper-class families in city b was quietly changing.
Many elderly people know that there must be a reason why the Wu family can reconcile with the Tang family. Su Jie's strength gradually surfaced.
Even after many old people went back, they secretly warned young people not to mess with Su Jie.
night.
In a courtyard in city b, the autumn breeze is cold and the night is like water.
Lynch, who competed with Su Jie during the day, was in this yard. A huge sand table was placed in the middle of the yard. The sand table was actually a topographic map of the entire city b. Various mountains, rivers, routes, and buildings were all in a very small scale. The mountain is built of sand and gravel. There are small grasses and trees on it that represent the woods. In some places, buildings and roads are forged with gold, silver, copper and iron. There are also ponds represented by small puddles, and there are also red paint. Represents the South Lihuo.
The entire sand table can be described as a perfect combination of wood, water, fire and earth.
This sand table is majestic and very mysterious. It is carefully made by people who know the number of the five elements, and it is full of mysteriousness.
Next to the sand table, there is a middle-aged man who has no white face and no beard, not even scum, and the skin on his face is like white jade. He is looking at the sand table, as if observing the luck of b city.
While observing, he breathed slightly, with a unique rhythm, as if he was about to swallow the entire b city's air transport into his abdomen and then vomit it out.
He was not absorbing the Qi Luck of city b, but brewing it after swallowing it into his stomach, vomiting it out, refining it, and feeding it back to city b, making the aura of city b more refined.
He is like a plant, absorbing carbon dioxide and exhaling oxygen.
This is a strange practice.
City b is the center of the entire country. He breathes and raises city b, which is equivalent to raising the entire country, the country and the world, all in his breathing. How majestic is this mood?
Lin Qi watched quietly, but did not dare to speak.
After a long time, this white-faced, middle-aged talent said: "Sure enough, he is a real master. I will ask you to go to the Wu Family to find out what is true, and you will find the real core figure."
"It's really amazing." Lynch has lingering fears. "I haven't seen how he opened the bow. I can't describe the archery and horsemanship. I just don't know the kung fu. But the apprentice of the god-maker, the fighting skills should be the same. Superb level."
"It's not super-class, but almost unparalleled in the world." The white-faced middle-aged humanity is very human: "I can see from your body the aura left by him, or the residual will of martial arts, which he left deliberately to I saw it. He knew your details from the first sight, and he found me in your spiritual world. I still underestimated this person, thinking that no matter how strong he is, he is still in Oder Under Li, I didn’t expect him to surpass Oudley.

"Impossible." Lynch was startled. "The God Maker is almost invincible in the dark world. Although he is indifferent to fame and fortune and travels everywhere, no one will underestimate him, and he will not be afraid of any power. All existences resemble gods, many of them were trained by him. His apprentices surpassed him?"
"Some things, you still don't understand, your realm is much stronger than ordinary people, but in fact, the road of spiritual practice has just begun." The white-faced middle-aged humanity said: "After many years, maybe the realm of the seventh sense, It's just a start. Just like a college student 30 years ago, he was a real hero, but now he can't even find a job. People are eliminated very quickly. What era can you say 30 years later? Maybe? You, the proud son of heaven, have also become ordinary people."
"It's not so exaggerated." Lynch didn't believe it.
"That era may be faster than we thought." The white-faced middle-aged said: "Su Jie, a young man, is the key person who accelerates the arrival of this era. It's really interesting."
"Not to mention thirty years, even ten years later, I think it is too far away, it is better to live in the present." Lynch said.
"You know, why did I fancy you when you were studying and cultivated you to the realm you are now?" The white-faced middle-aged man said.
"You said that I have the potential to be a big man. In the future, it may affect the trend of the current situation. So I have to make arrangements in advance. This reminds me of the characters who traveled back to the Three Kingdoms era, and what Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun, etc. All the fierce generals have been accepted." Lynch said in very fashionable words: "Which character do you think I am in this era, Liu Bei, Cao Cao, Sun Quan, Sima Yi, not these people, at least it is Lu Bu?"
"You kid is interesting, this metaphor is very appropriate." The white-faced middle-aged man smiled: "If the overall situation changes in the future, you should be a hero. In the chaos, you will be the only one, but no one can see the future trend. I think that Su Jie does not have the ability to really see the world trend in the next thirty to fifty years. From a certain point of view, even if it is Su Jie, even a glance at us will be short-sighted."
"That's impossible." Lin Qi said: "It is said that in ancient times there were characters who can see through thousands of years, such as Jiang Ziya's Qiankun Wannian Song, Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng's pushback pictures, Liu Bowen's biscuits song, and Huang Nie Shige, there is also Nostradamus, the great prophet in the West."
"These are all things made by posterity. Jiang Ziya is still a priest in a slave society. It's okay to pretend to be a ghost. That society can make bronzes, but irons can't be refined. You can say that he can see through ten thousand. Nian? Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng are just warlocks of the rivers and lakes. There are some specious theories. They can justify themselves. In the current words, they are Minke~EbookFREE.me~ They are so powerful that they can't even make a Jenny textile machine. Not to mention the steam engine. As for the backing pictures, they are all nonsense. Some quack warlocks of later generations used secret words to create some folk things that are very mysterious. In fact, they are just after the action, borrowing their reputation. It’s just a fake. As for Liu Bowen, it’s even more nonsense. He was fought and killed in politics, and finally was poisoned to death. Where is there any miracle? It’s just a scholar and counselor. In the West, he was almost contemporary, and later than him. A century-old Da Vinci far surpassed him." The white-faced middle-aged humanity said: "Only by seeing through this and breaking the superstition of the ancients, can we truly understand the many truths in history and see many mists clearly. Find the social process, the correct historical trend, integrate into your own spiritual world, and make your spiritual world fit the correct social process, only then will the realm be truly improved and become clear."
While this white-faced middle-aged man talked, he belittled the ancient deified character, but he had to say that what he said should be the truth.
"I see." Lynch nodded: "Then our current attitude towards Su Jie, is it an enemy or a friend?"
"Neither enemy nor friend, we are just a bystander." The white-faced middle-aged humane said: "The so-called snipe and clam are fighting for the fisherman's profit. We only need to hide in the dark and watch the general changes. When the time comes, we can take advantage of the situation. From now on, if there were no Yellow Turbans, the generations of Cao and Liu would be nothing.
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