The golden light spell at the beginning, my Taoism shocked the school flower

Chapter 224 Goodbye Mark

In just 10 minutes, the turbulent internal energy in the body was guided back to its place, and the huge spiritual energy quickly swam through Mark's meridians like a surging dragon crossing the river, and even helped him expand his meridians severely.

After a big Zhoutian circulated, the billowing spiritual energy gathered in the dantian, and Gu Yi's mental method quietly broke through the ninth floor, only a thin line away from the tenth floor.

Chen He's aura quietly withdrew, and let Mark run two small circles by himself to consolidate his cultivation.

Half an hour later, when Mark slowly opened his eyes and let out a deep breath, the white and shiny grain clothes were withdrawn from his body.

Can't wait to turn around, plop kneeling in front of Chen He: "Master, please be respected by apprentice."

Chen He was almost taken aback, good guy, he kowtowed three times on the spot.

Only then did he raise his head excitedly: "Master, you are not dead!"

Chen He rolled his eyes, and kicked this guy angrily: "Fuck off, get up quickly, are you expecting me to die?"

"No, no, I thought you, Master, fell in that battle, and my disciple's heart is so cold!" Mark beat his chest and feet, and couldn't help but squeeze some tears from his eyes.

Saying goodbye to Chen He, who is both a teacher and a friend, Mark was very excited. He thought that the world had lost its light, but he didn't expect that the master would always appear in his most difficult time.

"In the future, you must not be so eager for quick success and instant benefits in your cultivation. If you really want to go crazy, even the gods will not be able to save you." Chen He specially warned.

"I won't dare in the future!" Mark had lingering fears. If Chen He hadn't arrived in time, his little life would be considered a confession.

Chen He looked at Mark in front of him, and nodded in satisfaction. It took less than a month to cultivate all the way to the ninth floor.

Although this guy is usually foolish, he is indeed a genius in cultivation.

Thinking back that it took him a few years to cultivate Gu Yi's mentality to a small degree, it was really irritating to compare people to others.

"Master, where have you been during this time? I searched all over Tianhai but couldn't find you." Mark asked curiously.

"When Qiankun Tower exploded, I was sent to Wucheng!"

"Wucheng?"

Mark opened his mouth wide and showed an expression of disbelief, which was exactly the same as the fat man's expression before.

Chen He had no choice but to tell his experience again, which made Mark stunned.

Especially when he heard that Chen He was seriously injured and lying on the swill street where fish and dragons were mixed together, he was heartbroken and hated why he wasn't there in the first place.

After that, going to the casino, killing Gu Renyu, and playing chess with Tang Shao, all the experiences were wonderful, which made Mark very addicted.

"A mere Tang Shao dares to provoke Master? Master, please wait, I will go over and pick his head back." Mark vowed.

"Okay, with your three-legged cat's cultivation base, at most the strength of a first-level sealer, there are many masters around Tang Shao. If you want to seek death, I will not stop you."

Mark immediately showed a naive smile: "Hey, isn't this pretending to be forceful?"

"Stop talking about me, let's talk about you, I asked you to protect Xiaoxue, why did she disappear?"

"This……"

Mark lowered his head timidly and dared not speak.

"Did something happen at home?" Chen He asked, he knew that Mark must have something to hide, otherwise he wouldn't leave Tianhai in a hurry.

"Ok!"

Mark nodded, gritted his teeth and looked up: "The family bastards, he... They even bullied my mother while I was not around. My mother was sick, and no one sent her to the hospital. It was her good friend who helped, so I picked it up. One life."

"I rushed back as soon as I got the news, and stayed at home with my mother these days until her condition improved."

"So this time?"

Chen He pointed out why he was here.

"I am one of the representatives of the Song family in Zhongqing Province. My father promised that as long as anyone can get what he wants, whoever can become a candidate for family inheritance."

"Although I'm not interested in candidates or anything, I thought that I could negotiate with that guy by getting chips from the ancient god's ruins."

When Mark said this, a trace of determination flashed on his face: "As long as it can make my mother's life better, I am willing to do anything."

Chen He patted him on the shoulder. He had heard about Mark's life experience for a long time, and even made a special investigation.

The Song family in Zhongqing Province is a well-known family. The family is good at business and politics.

They have great influence in the business and political circles, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the Song family is the local emperor of Zhongqing Province.

Today, the most famous younger generation of the Song family is the Song family Song He, and the Song family Song Yuqiu.

Song He is the eldest son of Song Tianwei, the patriarch of the Song family, and is now the youngest director of the Demon Hunting Bureau of Zhongqing Province, with a high position and powerful strength.

Song Yuqiu is Mark's cousin, and now serves as the vice president of the Song Group. Under her operation, the Song Group has been rising steadily, and its stocks have been rising year by year.

As an illegitimate child, Mark is almost unknown to outsiders.

After all, he is an illegitimate child, and it is too late to block such a corrupt family style, so how could he release it to make a big publicity?

"Who is leading the Song family this time?" Chen He asked.

"Song He, of course. He is now the confidant of Gui Bing, director of the Demon Hunt Bureau, and he is highly regarded. He also has two younger brothers who are leaders of the younger generation of the Song family." Mark quickly replied.

"But I won't lose to them. I must get the things in the ruins of the ancient gods." Mark's face was determined.

"what?"

"Transformation pool!"

"Transformation pool?"

Chen He has heard of this thing, it is said that it can turn ordinary people into sealers who can seal the power of ghosts.

The most important reason why there are so many high-level sealers in the Demon Hunt Bureau today is the existence of the transformation pool.

For example, the Wucheng General Administration has a conversion pool, but the conversion efficiency is not high, and because of its age and serious damage, it was permanently sealed three years ago.

Therefore, it has been difficult for Wucheng to expand its power in the past few years, and it is far behind the nearby Zhongqing Province and the soaring Hanzhong Province.

This time, the Wucheng Demon Hunting Bureau is so mobilizing and mobilizing so many people that it is almost fully mobilized, and the transformation pool in the ruins of the ancient gods is one of the primary targets.

"As long as I can get the transformation pool, I can negotiate terms with that guy, and even let my mother move out and get rid of that guy's control."

There was light in Mark's eyes, and his attitude was firm.

"Don't worry, I will help you!" Chen He patted Mark on the shoulder, signaling him to feel relieved.

"Master!"

Mark immediately looked at Chen He with tears in his eyes, making Chen He feel a chill, and kicked him away: "Go away, play with your eggs."

Mark felt that he was not afraid of anything anymore, as long as he followed Chen He, he didn't have to be afraid of anything.

"Mark, are you there, Mark?"

At this moment, a clear female voice came from outside the tent.

"Who?" Mark frowned.

"It's me, Ann!"

"What's up?"

"Can I come in and talk?"

"No!" Mark frowned.

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chen He, imitating Mark's voice and shouting: "Come in!"

Mark just turned his head, where is the shadow of Chen He?

Turning your head again, it feels like your head is getting bigger.

A girl with foggy eyes and tears was standing at the door of the tent.

"Mark, don't be angry..."

Mark couldn't help covering his forehead, feeling his head was big.

(End of this chapter)