Chapter 7 What amazing power control

Author: dreamcatcher

Chapter 7 What amazing power control

Qingcheng Suburban Cemetery.

A black wind with a fishy sweet smell blew by. The wind suddenly stopped in the cemetery, throwing out a figure and rolling to the ground.

It was Li Binghan who was seriously injured.

Squirting out a mouthful of blood, Li Binghan took out a bottle of pills and swallowed them all, feeling a little better.

His face was gloomy, and he knew that after this battle, his cultivation level fell directly from the middle stage of foundation building.

The most important thing is that his Taoist heart is dusty.

The reincarnated person obviously has strength that exceeds that of the later stage of foundation building, but he has been hiding his clumsiness, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, just to tease him.

This feeling of being played with by others made Li Binghan feel depressed.

What chilled him even more was that this person could so easily play tricks on him who had reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment. He had probably surpassed the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment and reached the realm of pill formation.

Maybe higher!

It is completely unheard of to have the strength of forming a pill or even more than forming a pill just after being reincarnated.

This is what really makes Li Binghan feel despair.

What a genius!

Who is the other party?

Could it be a certain great monk who transformed into gods from the Qianyuan world? Or maybe he was the reincarnation of a loose immortal?

Li Binghan suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself, knocking out a tooth.

After picking up the tooth and swallowing the blood, he looked down at his palm and found that it finally stopped shaking.

Over the years, he has experienced countless adversities but never backed down.

This failure may be an opportunity if you think about it from another perspective.

An opportunity to break through again and even form an elixir.

By observing what the other person does, he can understand the other person's Taoism and feed himself back.

After thinking about this, Li Binghan gritted his teeth and took out a talisman that exuded golden light. This talisman could conceal his aura and saved his life many times, escaping the pursuit of those so-called righteous people.

It can be used a dozen times in total, and once you use it, you lose one. Now there are seven times left.

Li Binghan put the talisman on his body with some pain, and then activated it instantly.

Immediately, all the aura of cultivation in his body disappeared, and he felt like a completely ordinary person.

I walked around the cemetery and found a grave of someone who had died in the past two days. After digging it up, I found a clean suit inside. Then I sat cross-legged on the spot and began to meditate to heal my injuries.

After struggling all night, he finally left the cemetery when it got light, took a taxi and headed towards the village in the city last night.

"Brother, you look like this. Are you not a local? Are you here on a business trip? The pheasants here are delicious. You have to try it."

The taxi driver was very talkative and kept talking while driving.

Li Binghan had a gloomy face and said nothing.

As a powerful reincarnated monk in the foundation-building stage, he had always been aloof in the Qianyuan world, treating mortals as nothing but ants and grass.

Just like a person cannot talk to ants, he never talks to mortals in this world.

And what makes him most unhappy in this world is that these mortals can live so conveniently and happily. The scientific mechanism technology allows everyone to have the convenience of a practitioner.

It is simply an insult to practitioners.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the driver wasn't angry either, and continued to chatter for a while, seemingly not just for chatting, but also to relieve his own boredom.

When they arrived at the village in the city, Li Binghan didn't dare to cast spells at will. He paid the money and got out of the car and looked at the dilapidated apartment building a few hundred meters away.

A piece of human fireworks.

Various breakfast shops on both sides of the street have already opened for business, and sleepy migrant workers have come out to have breakfast and start their day's activities.

The day's plan begins in the morning. If you have a good meal in the morning, you will be energetic enough to work in the morning.

Soy milk fried dough sticks, tofu brain and scallion pancakes, small hot dry noodles, rice noodles and rice rolls, wonton meat buns, all kinds of breakfast restaurants were lined up in a row, and they were full of people and steaming.

In the breakfast bar downstairs, Ling Ning, who had been watching all night, and a dozen agents were sitting in twos and threes, eating breakfast while observing Li Xian's movements.

Li Binghan showed a sneer.

These black dogs in the transfer management bureau are nominally serving Senior Li yesterday. Once they find that something is wrong, they will turn into vicious dogs and bite the people they serve.

I wonder if that senior Li understands?

Or maybe, his strength makes him not care about this at all?

Just as he was thinking about it, Li Binghan saw the door on the second floor open through the corridor window.

He's out!

Li Binghan hurriedly walked to a breakfast stall and pretended to be in line, observing from the corner of his eyes.

At the door of the rental house, Li Xian, wearing a loose sweatshirt and sneakers, looked outside expressionlessly, feeling very guilty.

What happened yesterday was so exciting that he couldn't sleep much at night.

In addition to reading a bunch of classic novel plots and taking some notes, I ran through various hypotheses in my mind, envisioning the dangers I might encounter and how to deal with them.

Dark circles appeared.

When I went out just now, I originally thought that it would be my first day to go to work at the Redirecting Administration, and I should wear a suit and ties, but after changing my clothes, I suddenly woke up.

Now that I am a senior and a big boss, what do I do officially?

It's not like I'm going for an interview.

The more casual you wear it, the more awesome you look.

I immediately changed into this casual outfit.

After walking out of the room, Li Xian slowly went downstairs and came to the door of the apartment building. He resisted the urge to look for the agents of the Transfer Administration Bureau and walked forward without looking away, constantly cheering himself up in his heart:

"Hold on, the boss doesn't care about anything. I'm the boss, so I don't care about anything!"

Step by step across the street, we walked into the breakfast shop opposite.

But before he spoke, all the people eating in the restaurant stood up and said in unison with a slightly nervous voice:

"Hello, senior!"

Ling Ning and the other detectives were nervous at this moment, with sweat breaking out on their foreheads.

Originally, they coveted the convenience of this breakfast shop and directly disguised themselves as diners to have their breakfast here and be at their disposal at any time.

Unexpectedly, Senior Li saw through their disguise as soon as they left the house and came directly to them!

Is this the meticulous insight of the great monks in the foundation-building period?

I wonder if Senior Li will be dissatisfied with their behavior?

Look at Senior Li standing there silently now. Is he angry?

Li Xian said calmly:

"sit."

Where are you hiding cats here? It almost scared me!

"yes!"

A group of well-trained agents from the Transfer Administration Bureau sat down at the same time, not daring to breathe, and raised their ears to listen.

After all, I just met Senior Li yesterday, and I haven’t figured out his temperament yet. Anyway, these reincarnated senior masters are difficult to serve.

Li Xian found an empty table to sit down by himself and said:

"Aunt Wang, it's the same as before."

Youtiao, tofu, tea eggs, and sesame oil pickles.

Aunt Wang's craftsmanship is beyond praise, just one tea egg is more delicious than other ones.

"Okay!" Aunt Wang agreed, and soon she brought a set of breakfast items to Li Xian and asked in a low voice:

"Are you a friend? Or a debt collector? If you are bullied, tell your aunt that my nephew is an auxiliary policeman at the police station. He is tough."

Li Xian smiled and said:

"No, my friend was just joking. Thank you Aunt Wang."

As he spoke, he picked up a golden and crispy fried dough stick, took a bite first, then dipped it into the freshly stirred tofu paste, took it out and took a big bite, nodding with satisfaction.

The tofu nao contains green chive sauce and fiery red chili oil, and Li Xian was sweating profusely after eating it.

After eating and drinking, I took out my mobile phone to scan the QR code to pay, said hello to Aunt Wang, and walked out of the breakfast shop.
To be continued...