A 00-year-old man meets online love in person. I am really a post-XNUMXs

Seeing Yun Mo's statement, Yun Feifei also laughed, "In that case, of course I can go. After all, I have the secret book, and it can be considered as an explanation to others."

"When will our ancestors fail to explain themselves to their descendants?" Yun Mo said with a snort.

Yun Feifei looked at Su Qingluan beside her and asked, "When will they start the finals?"

"It will be very quick. As long as it is confirmed here, they can proceed tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. After all, this is a live broadcast, not a recorded broadcast, right?" Su Qingluan said with a smile, "Besides, this is the selection of elite troops by the War Department. They don't care about the traffic of the traffic department, nor do they care about sponsors, nor do they give sponsors any face. Therefore, it can be held whenever they want. We are just waiting for the secret manual from our ancestors to arrive. Since our ancestors have agreed, it can be held at any time. We just need to notify them."

Yun Feifei nodded and said, "Okay then, Qingluan, just reply to them. I will attend the finals of this battle department competition!"

And the other side.

Lockefield, who had just checked into the Four Seasons Hotel in Shanghai, heard that Yun Mo was going to see him, so he quickly took a shower and changed into a clean and decent suit.

They arrived at the Yun family's villa in a very formal and cautious manner.

Hearing that Mr. Yun was still having breakfast, Lockefe stood in the living room, looking around, feeling a little nervous.

With my status, I have never been nervous about meeting anyone. Even when meeting the American, I felt extremely relaxed.

However, today he is about to meet this old man in person, and it will be a private meeting, which always makes him look a little abnormal.

Su Qingluan saw Lockefeld like this and said with a smile, "Mr. Lockefeld, don't be nervous, just sit down and have a good rest!"

"It's okay, it's okay. We've been on the plane for more than ten hours and we've had enough rest." Rockefeller waved his hand and said with a smile.

After a while, the nanny came over and said something to Su Qingluan.

Su Qingluan nodded, then stood up and said to Lockefei, "Sir, please follow me!"

Lockefe nodded immediately, then followed Su Qingluan obediently and walked towards the back of the yard.

On the way, Rockefeller was very anxious and nervous.

From a distance, Lockefe saw the old man in white sitting under the pavilion, writing and drawing.

Rockefeller was immediately shocked.

Su Qingluan kept a distance of about ten meters between him and the pavilion, and then stopped.

Su Qingluan made an inviting gesture and then left.

Lockefei was slightly stunned, but he still knelt on the ground and said prostrate, "Lockefei, I have met Mr. Yun, and I have met the great true God!"

"God?" Yun Mo was stunned for a moment, "Who told you to call me like that?"

Rockefeller didn't know how to answer.

He seemed to be a little unsure of what to say to make Yun Mo happy.

"I don't know how to address you, old sir, but in the West, someone as omnipotent and invincible as you can only be addressed as God. Anything else cannot express our respect for you." Rockefeller said.

Yun Mo did not continue to dwell on this topic, but looked at him and said slowly, "Did you bring the inner elixir?"

"Yes, I brought it. Here it is!" Lockefei said, then took out a small box from his arms and held it high as if presenting it.

"Take this inner elixir!" Yun Mo said slowly.

Rockefeller did not hesitate or pause at all.

As soon as Yun Mo finished speaking, he opened the box.

He put the inner elixir, which was the size of a pigeon egg, into his mouth.

He didn't want to taste what this thing tasted like.

But he swallowed it.

He knew that as long as the old man was there, he would be safe no matter what the situation was today.

"Hmm?" However, Lockefield, who had just taken the inner elixir, felt hot all over his body at this moment. Some kind of power seemed to dominate his internal organs.

All the pores seemed to be emitting heat.

It almost set his skin and hair on fire.

At this moment, Lockefe's whole face was red, and there seemed to be a flame in his throat that wanted to burst out.

"Ahhh!"

Rockefeller couldn't stand such shock and torture.

He began to fall to the ground and rolled over.

Seeing this, Yun Mo slowly stood up and walked in front of Lockefei.

Yun Mo was not surprised to see Lockefe screaming and in pain on the ground.

"Old sir, I feel so hot and my whole body is swollen. This force seems to be about to burst out of my body at any time." Lockefei yelled loudly and kept tearing his clothes. The suit had been torn a little.

Yun Mo didn't answer him, but suddenly reached out and covered his head with one hand.

And it seems like it is covered from a distance.

However, when Yun Mo raised his hand and made a gesture, Lockefei felt that his whole body was suddenly watered by some spiritual spring.

It was like on a hot day, and suddenly you came across a clear spring, and then you jumped into it.

It's like drinking a glass of cold water suddenly from an extremely dry throat.

Indescribable ethereal and comfortable feeling.

Rockefeller slowly calmed down from his struggling state and became more stable.

"Sit cross-legged, calm yourself down, and don't be too impetuous!" Yun Mo's words were like a light in the dark night, guiding Lockefield and making him start to do as he said unconsciously.

Finally, Rockefeller began to sit cross-legged like an old monk in a temple.

At this time, Yun Mo also put down his raised hand.

When Lockefei opened his eyes, he saw Yun Mo had returned to sit under the pavilion.

Without saying anything, Rockefeller began to kneel down and said, "Thank you, old man, for saving me!"

Yun Mo straightened his sleeves and said, "How do you feel now?"

Lockefei's face was filled with joy, and he said with great excitement, "I feel like I have a feeling of full strength, as if everything seems so insignificant. I have an unprecedented confidence. The source of this confidence is very strange. It is not the confidence of my soul itself, but the confidence of my body's genetic instinct!"

As we all know, the self-confidence of the soul comes from human’s own experience.

Simply put, it's because I've experienced a lot, so I'm confident.

But genetic confidence is much simpler, just like a big tiger seeing a sheep.

No matter how.

Big tigers are all confident. This is the confidence that comes from their genes.

A big tiger will not feel that he cannot beat a sheep.

"Confidence? That's right!" Yun Mo said, "This is the ideology of the strong. But I asked you to come to me this time to tell you that a strong person must learn to use and control his own power. To control his own power, to put it bluntly, is to control your emotions. A person who can't control his thoughts and emotions will bring unnecessary killings to the world. I like a sentence on your modern network. If the umbrella seller controls the weather, it may rain every day. If the evil has absolute force, it will be a disaster for the world! Since you want to enter this path of cultivation, then I will give you the first lesson. The so-called cultivation is no longer a fight with people, but a fight with the heavens, arm wrestling with God."

Lockefei seemed to understand, and he asked, "Old sir, what is heaven?"

Rockefeller certainly knew what heaven was.

And I also know what the sky is like in Daxia.

Although he is a foreigner, after these days of continuous learning, he may have a deeper understanding of the word "天" (sky) than many domestic netizens.

But what Lockefe was curious about was, what exactly was the sky in Yun Mo's eyes?
Yun Mo laughed, stood up, put his hands behind his back, looked at the clear sky, and said simply, "The realm of the strong is not destruction, but creation."

"Destruction is a very simple thing, but creation is very difficult." Yun Mo said, "For example, creating life? Only with life can there be all things in the world. At that time, you are the sky of the life you created."

Boom boom boom.

Locke's brain seemed to be struck by lightning.

It was a complete bolt from the blue.

It turns out that what I understood as heaven means something like this to this old man?
In Daxia, isn't the sky supreme? Eternal? Immortal?

It represents eternity.

But for the old man, it represents the source of everything, all creation?
"Thank you for your guidance, old man!" Rockefeller knelt down and said gratefully.

Yun Mo stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Lockefield, and said, "If you put aside the Black and White Master and the three great masters, you may be the first surviving Qigong master in the West. I hope that what you can bring to the West is not chaos and killing, but a new life."

"I understand. Thank you for your teachings, old sir!" Rockefeller kowtowed again.

And the next moment, a ray of light was injected into his head.

Lockefield, who had taken the inner elixir and was in the late innate stage, was actually promoted to the early stage of Qi training at this moment.

The initial stage of Qi training represents becoming a cultivator.

(The rank I wrote a while ago was a bit confusing. Monk is a word, not a rank. The lowest rank of monk is Qigong, and then there is Bigu.)
Yun Mo smiled gently, "Okay, you have successfully entered the initial stage of Qi training among the cultivators. Next, Nangong Wen will come to find you and tell you something. You can go back now!"

"Does practicing Qi mean that I can fly, old sir?" Lockefei asked curiously.

Yun Mo smiled and said, "If you ask me, why don't you try it yourself?"

Lockefei suppressed his excitement and kowtowed again.

Then he stood up and respectfully left to the back garden.

And in the West, among the group of tycoons.

At this moment the Childe family, the Citi family, the DuPont family, and so on.

These people's phones were vibrating with video invitations sent by a group member.

Everyone saw that it was a group video call request sent by Rockefeller.

They clicked to enter one by one.

"What are you doing? Brother Rockefeller, you went to the East, right? Were you kidnapped? Are you asking to save us?"

"Don't tell me that your inner elixir was stolen on the way to Daxia? But I can't believe that someone could steal your inner elixir in Daxia. After all, if you know something about this kind of thing, you should know that it was a gift from the old man, right?"

"If it was really stolen, I think I would open champagne and celebrate!"

In the video, these chaebol bosses are all making fun of Rockefeller.

The video backgrounds of these people are all in their own homes.

Some are in luxurious halls.

Some are set in beautiful gardens.

Some of these are on wide golf courses.

Only Rockefeller, in the video, had such a sloppy hairstyle that it looked like the thatch on a thatched hut blown by a strong wind.

The tie was across his chest, moving with the wind.

In the video, you can hear the background sound from Rockefeller's side, like a strong wind, rustling.

"Brother Rockefeller, where are you?"

"Exactly. What is this place? Are you on a rooftop? A tall building?"

All we see is Rockefeller's background, which is some blue sky and white clouds.

Maybe it's just on some high observation deck.

Lockefei picked up his phone, smiled carefreely, and said, "Let me show you the full seconds. I'm now at an altitude of 700 to 800 meters. I'm flying. The wind is a bit strong. My hair is all messed up. When I fly higher, I'll make some patterns for you with the white clouds."

Seeing this, the big guys in the group video realized that old man Rockefeller was actually in the sky and seemed to be really flying.

"Your background is so fake!"

"That's right, it's so fake."

"Why don't you just trick us with a background of you swimming in lava?"

A few people just said this.

But it seems like I thought of something?
"Wait, this guy didn't eat the inner elixir, did he?"

"Fuck!"

"Yes, he has the inner elixir, and when he went to Daxia, didn't he bring the inner elixir with him? He wanted the old man to give him some guidance and help!"

"Shit, could he have become a monk and be able to fly?"

"Oh my God, he is really flying, this is real, not a fake background picture!"

"Ah, is this the power of this inner elixir? What a mistake, we should have fought for the inner elixir!"

"Damn it! Only now do I realize how fragrant the inner elixir is!"

"Didn't they say that you can only become a Qi practitioner if you have a chance? How come..."

"It seems that Brother Rockefeller does have some talent!"

"I want to fly too." (End of this chapter)