Bigshot Cultivator Bewildering People Every Day

Yuan Ziqian began to believe that this man in black who came out of his summoning formation was really not a demon.

After all, whose demons would be like this when they are summoned... well, drag the family away?

Not long after he was aroused by Luo Jiujiang's hope, the man in front of him snapped his fingers, and suddenly two new visitors appeared on the long milky white sofa.

Yuan Ziqian only then vaguely realized: It turned out that this hero deliberately dragged a more spacious sofa from a distance, which was specially set aside for new guests?

Luo Jiujiang introduced Yuan Ziqian in turn: "This is Han Qianling, my partner... This is the system five to five, my friend."

Yuan Ziqian was a little afraid to look directly at the mosaic-shaped creature called "5555" on the left hand side of Luo Jiujiang.

So he turned his gaze to Luo Jiujiang's right hand.

Then he found that this pale blue phantom beauty was far more scary than mosaic!

At the moment when he looked at Shanghan Qianling, Yuan Ziqian subconsciously looked back. When the pupils that were so clear that they were almost sharp against the face of Yuan Ziqian, he almost had the illusion that his soul would be taken by people. .

How should I describe the intersection of that glance... It is an extremely shocking beauty, but it also has an extremely inhuman feeling that widens the gap.

Too amazing, too scared.

If it hadn't been for this phantom named Han Qianling who had taken the initiative to look away, Yuan Ziqian could not even get his breath back.

Even now, he was holding onto his shirt with lingering fears, and his eyes flashed repeatedly before the shock that the opponent's momentum pressed down at that moment, and he could see the stunning shock in the world with his own eyes.

Soon, Yuan Ziqian discovered that he was not the only one who was afraid of this Mr. Han Qianling.

In other words, Luo Jiujiang is the only person who is not afraid of Mr. Han Qianling.

The group of mosaics called System 5555, after appearing on the sofa, moved slowly toward the edge of the sofa in a shivering posture, hoping to be farther away from Han Qianling on the far right.

Han Qianling noticed its small movements and faintly cast a glance at the system. The system immediately seemed to have been held in a hold technique, and stood stiff on the spot in a very sanitary posture.

The system proactively asked Luo Jiujiang: "The host does not need to install me in your mind... How dare I occupy the treasure of the boss?"

"Only in this world, you can find a terminal and put me in, the host."

"By the way, have you raised a table pet? I can pretend to be a table pet! Does the boss lack wallpaper? I can simulate any wallpaper!"

Yuan Ziqian: "..." He was really intimidated.

He got up and searched the system 5555 for a brand-new terminal that had not been used before. The moment he turned around, the conversations of the three people behind him continued to come.

Those extraordinarily bright voices are like distinct threads, and in such a determined way, Yuanzi stayed steadily in the world.

Yuan Ziqian returned to his senses, the trance of "summoning the devil" finally subsided a little. Correspondingly, it was the golden sun directly rushing into the eyes from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the steady voice of the black-robed swordsman behind him that seemed to see through his mind.

The knife guest said-I will not let you lose your dreams.

I believe it. Yuan Ziqian thought: Just let me believe it again.

...

When Yuan Ziqian turned back with a blank new terminal, Luo Jiujiang had a silver-white sword in his knees.

As the only person in the room who is not afraid of Han Qianling and can show love to Han Qianling, he stroked his beloved knife Chengxue and smiled and said to Han Qianling: "So you brought it for me. ."

Before Han Qianling stayed in Yin Half Dead to fuse his soul, Luo Jiujiang embarked on a journey to find the soul fragments, unable to stay to accompany Han Qianling, and simply took off the saber at his waist.

For Luo Jiujiang, whether he left Qianling or his long knife, it was as difficult as losing his left and right hands.

Han Qianling smiled without saying a word, only tapped his finger on the frost-white scabbard.

The sword is alive, **** and open, treating him like Luo Jiujiang, although it is still in the scabbard, it hums and trembles endlessly, as if to respond to Han Qianling's light tap.

"When you were away, we missed you the same way." Han Qianling smiled.

Yuan Ziqian hesitated and stopped not far away, unsure whether he would disturb the family of three.

In other words, the long object lying on their knees is a knife, right? It's a knife, not a baby's swaddling, right?

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When doing business, Luo Jiujiang has always been neat.

After solving its new physical problem for the system, and recounting a moment of old love with Han Qianling, Luo Jiujiang did not forget Yuan Ziqian who needed help.

Soon, under the guidance of Yuan Ziqian, Luo Jiujiang solemnly sat on the chair that was connected to various mechanical devices.

Yuan Ziqian put on various instruments for Luo Jiujiang in order: "This should be fixed to the head, this should be glued to the scalp with medical tape, this thread should go around the end of the little finger, and the blindfold should be blindfolded... "

Holographic input projection is a very cumbersome set of equipment, even for a skilled worker, it takes ten minutes to just wear it.

At work, the brain must work hard to concentrate and output a complete image in the device, rather than being interrupted by thought fragments.

Like Yuan Ziqian's previous behavior that he spent eighteen hours a day in the device, he was almost overdrawing his own spirit.

"This is the first time you use such a device. It is inevitable that you will have a lot of distractions."

Although Yuan Ziqian appeared very gloomy, decadent and even a little useless when he narrated his past with Luo Jiujiang, but once he talked about his professional affairs, his tone became very steady and calm, and extremely patient.

"Let’s start with the simplest, you try to imagine a complete circle in your mind..."

Seeing the full circle appearing in the projection device, Yuan Ziqian nodded: "Okay, next, let the outline of this circle change to become a five-pointed star, and the color changes to become red..."

Even if it is only the most basic operation guidance, Yuan Ziqian has also completed meticulously.

When Luo Jiujiang converted the five-pointed star into a cube and changed it from a cube to an octahedron shape, Yuan Ziqian praised him greatly.

"Very good. From the basic test, your color, space, and graphic changes are all very good without any problems. With a little training, you can use this machine perfectly."

"Below, I don't specify traits, you can imagine a house in your heart..."

Yuan Ziqian said only half of his words, because the scene in front of him was forced to silence.

He heard Luo Jiujiang mutter to himself happily, "It's over? Can you act on your own?"

This is the deepest sentence left in Yuan Ziqian's impression.

Next, on the projected screen, he saw large expanses of fertile plains unfolding on the screen. Flower trees with snow-white petals scattered into forests, passing through this colorful sea of ​​fallen flowers, you could see one after another. The scarlet palaces rose from the ground, forming a group of royal palaces in the blink of an eye.

The palace is magnificent, even the bright yellow glazed tiles, the jade-white reliefs on both sides of the step fence, and the vermilion pillars that require both hands to be embraced are clearly visible.

This feeling...it’s almost like he just watched the monkey learn how to use fire, and then the monkey conjured a rocket out of thin air in the next second, launched himself into the sky, lifted his feet off the ground, and bravely rushed out of the solar system!

Oh my god, is the man in front of him a creation god?

Yuan Ziqian was standing a step away, only to feel that the glazed tiles were so vivid that he could uncover it, and the reliefs could feel the contours of the bumps. As for the pillars, even the lines of the red lacquer appeared in front of him.

He knew that most of the oriental palaces in ancient times were mortise and tenon structures, and the image unfolded in the holographic projection, as long as you adjust the angle and choose the perspective mode, you can see the overlapping flying beams on the top of the hall.

Yuan Ziqian also knows that Eastern architecture seems to have the habit of redoing windows with paper or gauze, and the mahogany carved windows of the palace are covered with a layer of sky blue tulle, not to mention the unique sense of transparency of gauze products. , Even the faint water pattern on the light yarn is vividly imitated.

All the details in the palace, only Yuan Ziqian can't think of, there is no painting in the palace forgotten. It's like on the other side of the world, there really is such a real palace, and now it has only been moved by Luo Jiujiang intact.

"Yes." As if seeing through Yuan Ziqian's mind, Han Qianling who was not far away suddenly spoke.

Yuan Ziqian glanced at Han Qianling carefully, this time he paid extra attention, avoiding the eyes that would make mortals distracted.

"There really is this palace complex in the world." The corner of Han Qianling's mouth was slightly raised, and he seemed to be in a good mood. "The flowers and trees outside are called Shenxue. The palace depicted by Jiujiang is the deep snow palace for me and him."

This is so, it really is.

Yuan Ziqian covered his heart once again, and the complicated taste made him unable to distinguish his feelings at this time.

Such a holographic projection usually requires the most senior repairman to face the material and work continuously for three hours without stopping. Even if Yuan Ziqian came by himself, it would take him at least two hours to win.

But how long did it take Luo Jiujiang?

Yuan Ziqian glanced at the terminal in his hand subconsciously, the system 5555 attached to it understood his mood very well, and took the initiative to show him a stopwatch-2.366 seconds.

Luo Jiujiang built everything, from the dreamlike sea of ​​flowers to the magnificent palace in front of him, the complete time only took 2.366 seconds.

Seeing the time presented to him by the system, even if he had expected it in his heart, Yuan Ziqian could not help but step back in shock.

Only then did he really understand what the "real world" in Luo Jiujiang's dialect meant.

If this is not the real world, what else is real?

The sense of culture that rushes to the face is exactly the antique he has dreamed of.

How lucky I am. Yuan Ziqian raised his head fascinated, and watched this palace complex repeatedly-how lucky I am to meet such a person.

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Yuan Ziqian finally walked out of the working room. The expression on his face was very tired and his footsteps were very procrastinated, but his eyes were shining brightly.

Han Qianling was sitting on the sofa, a row of bartending tools were placed on the coffee table, and several silver measuring glasses were being flipped up and down in his transparent hands. Wine bottles of different colors are lined up, and the liquor flows into the goblet in order, splashing a circle of colorful ripples.

"You said that the items on the bar are free to use, so I borrowed your bartending tools." Han Qianling said lightly.

Yuan Ziqian didn't have any opinion on this matter. He was mainly curious: "It's okay, please feel free to use it... But, does it mean that there is also a bartender in the ancient East?"

"No." Han Qianling said flatly, "I learned it elsewhere."

Yuan Ziqian nodded. He sat on the one-seat sofa a little restrained, facing Han Qianling, he didn't know what to say.

It was Han Qianling who saw that he was not under the steps and offered a topic on his own initiative.

"You seem surprised."

"Yes." As soon as he said this, Yuan Ziqian remembered everything he had just seen in the studio, and couldn't help but burst into laughter, "It's amazing, it's totally beyond my imagination, I can't think of it... "

Han Qianling's eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the faint smile in his eyes just right.

"Get used to it," he said calmly. "No matter what Jiujiang does, it is not surprising...because his own existence is the greatest miracle in the entire world."

His tone sounded ordinary, but there was unspeakable pride and affection under the fine taste. If the system 5555 is here, there must be a whole row of texts such as "Blind, blind" and "I am dead" will be swiped across the entire terminal screen.

But Yuan Ziqian is different from the system, in contrast... he just doesn't have this muscle.

Hearing Han Qianling's inauspicious boasting, he nodded in agreement: "Yes, that's right, Mr. Luo is really a genius. I just talked to Mr. Luo about the skills of projecting characters. Mr. Luo heard everything. It will!"

Having said this, he involuntarily sighed: "Before we met, who would have thought that there would be someone like Mr. Luo in the world. It was almost as if his mother had just taught him how to crawl, so he went straight to the world game and swept away immediately. All the gold medals in the Triathlon!"

Han Qianling: "..."

Han Qianling glanced at him faintly and said in a weird tone: "From a certain angle, you are indeed very suitable to be his friend."