Chapter 13 The Immortal’s Gift
“Is this the child?” the man asked kindly.
"Yes, I have to worry about Mr. Qian again." John Woo said respectfully.
“Easy to say.” Mr. Qian waved his hand and walked down from the meditation stage.
Lin Fan felt that Mr. Qian fit her image of a fairy very well. Although his hair is gray, his face does not look old. Around the age of forty, it is the time when a man shows his most charm. As he walked around, his robes fluttered, giving him an air of ecstasy.
He obviously has a young and romantic face, but he always puts on a loving face, although it is not out of the ordinary. For a moment, Lin Fan vaguely saw a trace of old age, but when he looked carefully, it was clear that there was nothing there.
And those eyes that are as bright as the stars, I dare not look directly at them after just one look.
“My friend, can you spread your arms?” Qian Lao took a few steps closer.
Lin Fan subconsciously stretched out his arms and did not dare to move his neck.
Mr. Qian walked slowly around Lin Fan twice, and then said, "Little friend, I want to massage your muscles and bones, so don't be afraid." He reached out and pinched Lin Fan's wrist. He pinched upward inch by inch, but the force was not very strong.
Lin Fan felt his arms were sore and numb, and he could hardly help but move them. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Qian Lao in front of him still squeezing, and he held back forcefully. She didn't know why, but she didn't dare to move in front of this person.
Qian Lao touched his shoulder and finally stopped. Lin Fan just breathed a sigh of relief when she felt someone pinched the back of her neck. It turned out that Mr. Qian turned behind her and pinched her spine.
This time it was really painful. Lin Fan felt as if his bones were about to be pulled out of his body, and he couldn't help but hiss.
"Does it hurt?" Mr. Qian's voice was kind, but his hands did not relax at all.
"No." Lin Fan pinched her throat and didn't dare to admit it. She didn't know why. It was obviously painful, but she was so scared.
Qian Lao pinched down along the neck bone little by little, and did not stop until he reached the waist bone.
Lin Fan exhaled loudly, a thin layer of sweat covering his forehead. She really felt that her entire spine was being pulled out piece by piece. Fortunately, the pain slowly disappeared after Qian Lao stopped, otherwise she would have been unable to help but turn her head and look.
Mr. Qian returned to Lin Fan and ordered amiably: "Close your eyes."
Lin Fan immediately closed his eyes.
Qian Lao stretched out his hand and pointed his thumb at the center of Lin Fan's eyebrows. The other four fingers covered the top of her head, and his middle finger landed on the Baihui point.
She didn't see him exerting any force. Lin Fan felt as if something had penetrated between her eyebrows. The electric light traveled around her body and returned to her eyebrows. The next second, Qian Lao's hand moved away: "Open." "Open your eyes."
Opening his eyes, Lin Fan felt his arms shouting with pain. She has been raising her hand for a while, when will she put it down?
Lin Fan peeked at Mr. Qian and found that he reached into his sleeve and pulled out something like a ruler. Although the sleeves are wide, they are very flowing and don't look like they contain anything at all. She was not allowed to think too much, as the things were already handed to her.
"Hold it firmly." Mr. Qian said.
Lin Fan quickly took the thing, clenched it with both hands, and secretly relaxed his sore arms.
It was something like jade, off-white, flat and elongated, about 30 centimeters long and 4 centimeters wide. Holding one end with both hands reveals a long section.
I held it for about five or six minutes, and no one spoke. Lin Fan didn’t know why she was holding this thing. She couldn’t help but glance at Mr. Qian, but Mr. Qian was looking at her. Catch him right.
"Xiao Wu, it seems that the little friend you brought here does not have spiritual roots."
"Spiritual roots?!" Lin Fan was shocked. That was not from the novel. ? She turned to look at John Woo.
Wu Yusen took a few steps forward, opened the tablet in his hand, recorded what Mr. Qian said, and explained to Lin Fan at the same time: "You can understand it as elemental affinity."
"Well, that's an interesting statement." Mr. Qian took the things in Lin Fan's hand and stuffed them back into his sleeves. Lin Fan looked inside the empty sleeves and had no idea where the things had gone.
“We can understand it this way. Everything in the world is composed of various elements. Some people have an affinity for certain elements, so they can attract and mobilize these elements and become one of their own abilities.” John Woo smiled. explain. "Cultivation to immortality is originally a scientific way of training. It's just that the science of those previous eras cannot explain it."
Cultivation to immortality? !
Lin Fan suspected that he heard wrongly.
“Well, that makes sense,” Mr. Qian agreed. “Cultivation of immortality is indeed a scientific way of exercise.”
Well, this is a special agency, and it is normal to have people who are cultivators.
So is this Qian always an immortal?
Qian Lao laughed loudly, and Lin Fan realized that he had said what he was thinking.
"It depends on your definition of an immortal." John Woo also said with a smile, "If it means flying to the sky, escaping from the earth, moving mountains and filling the sea, then Mr. Qian is indeed an immortal."
Good boy, you are so powerful.
Lin Fan felt confused as if he had strayed into a fairy tale script. He seemed to understand everything, but he didn't understand it.
Mr. Qian finished laughing and continued: "There is nothing special about this little friend's muscles and bones. The spiritual sense inside the skull is not opened, and the spiritual roots of the body are not obvious. To prevent any mistakes, I also specially found out the test The spirit ruler was tested on her, and you saw it. She held it for a long time, but it showed nothing. "
The spirit ruler will change color when it senses the spirit root, and Wu Yusen also knows this.
"The hard-earned money is old." He nodded and recorded it quickly. "It's not hard work," Mr. Qian said kindly, "It's just that I think my little friend Ni Wan is in chaos and can easily fall into a state of confusion. It is also fate that we meet today. I will give you something to keep you sane and never fall into confusion and madness. "
Before Lin Fan could understand, Wu Yusen hurriedly urged her: "Why don't you thank Mr. Qian quickly? He has good things in his hands that ordinary people can't get."
Lin Fan said in a daze. After saying "thank you", she realized that Qian always wanted to give her something.
“Don’t make it sound like you didn’t have it.” Mr. Qian scolded John Woo with a smile, and dug his hands in his sleeves again.
“I’m not envious. After all, your treasure is unparalleled. Who wants too much?” John Woo smiled and slapped him on the butt. Seeing that he hadn’t finished it after taking it for a long time, he asked with a smile, "How many things do you have in your sleeves? How many things have you been carrying for so long? Didn’t find it?”
“That’s the problem with Xiu Lian Qian Kun. It was too slow to find things. It was easy to find things in the past when there weren’t so many. But now there are so many things and it’s easier to find big things. If you want to find a small item, it will inevitably take more time," Qian Lao complained.
"What's in the pocket? Is it like Doraemon's pocket?" Lin Fan asked curiously.
Mr. Qian didn’t know what Doraemon was, but John Woo answered: “The Universe in the Sleeve is a kind of magic. You can use Doraemon’s pocket as a magic weapon, and the function is similar.”
< br>"Can a magic weapon be made? Like the pocket of Doraemon?" Who doesn't want to have a pocket of Doraemon, which can be filled and portable.
"The weapon refining group has similar storage equipment. The space is not too big, and it is incomparable to the Qiankun in the Sleeve. As for pockets... they don't seem to have tried it. But even if it can be made, who will put it on How about going out in a pocket? Our device is smaller, more portable and less noticeable. ”
“Found it.”
The two of them looked over quickly.
Qian Lao held a small red wooden box in his hand, with exquisite and complicated patterns carved on the outside.
Lin Fan took it with both hands respectfully and opened it at John Woo's urging: it was a pair of black earrings.
I don’t know what kind of material it is made of. The top is a ball with a diameter of two to three millimeters. It is not a round shape when viewed up close. It has many facets and is a spherical polyhedron. There is a thin needle trailing behind, and the entire earring is integrated.
“This is a gadget I made with leftover materials when I was refining weapons many years ago. It’s a good thing. It can reduce the interference of negative emotions on the mind, keep people clear-headed, and make it less likely to fall into madness. But It’s only useful to ordinary people, it’s useless to us cultivators,” Qian Lao recalled, “When I saw my little friend today, I happened to think of this thing, so I just gave it to you.”
"What material is this?" John Woo asked from the side.
"It is made of jade and does not contain metal materials. Are you worried about the security inspection?" Qian Lao smiled and said, "Don't worry."
Wu Yusen asked Lin Fan to put it away and said: "I'll take you to the equipment assembly later to get a pair of buttons. Once you put them on, you don't have to worry about negative emotions having too much of an impact."
Mr. Qian said: "Why go to the equipment team? Just put it on here, I will help you refine it and it won't fall off no matter what. Don't waste those crappy things made by the equipment team. Something."
Lin Fan was talking about this, so she could only put it on first and then take it off if it didn't fit.
John Woo helped put on the earrings, and Mr. Qian stretched out his hand, his thumb and index finger pointing at both ends of the earrings.
Lin Fan felt his ears warm and saw Mr. Qian retracting his hand. Touch it again, and the needle-like end becomes the same as the ball in front. It looks like two small balls at the front and back holding the ears.
Wu Yusen looked at it carefully and asked: "Is it welded?"
"It is made into one body. This thing is small and easy to lose, and it needs to be worn for a long time to maintain the effect. It should not be picked frequently. It's the best thing." Qian Lao thought about it and seemed to think it was wrong, and asked Lin Fan, "Or do you want to make it easy to get?"
Lin Fan felt that welding to death was not convenient, but he I was embarrassed to work hard and earn money, so I waved my hand and said no.
She didn't like wearing jewelry, so her ear piercings were always left empty. If there was nothing wrong with them, they could just be used as ear plugs.
Moreover, the jade material is inherently brittle, and it may break on its own at some point. If it really doesn't work, you can just push it down with something. There are many methods, so you don't have to bother the immortals.
After that, the two said goodbye to Mr. Qian, passed through the light curtain, and returned to the business department hall. Lin Fan watched the light curtain turn back to black as she came out, and couldn't help but touch it again. This time my hand couldn't go through anymore, it was a real wooden door.
Wu Yusen smiled when he saw it and said: "I couldn't believe it the first time I saw it. I've gotten used to it after seeing it more."
I thought you guys had special powers and Those who catch ghosts, I didn’t expect that there are those who cultivate immortals.” Lin Fan admitted that he had little knowledge.
"Cultivation of immortals is also a kind of our traditional Taoist culture. In fact, it has always existed in life. But most of the inheritance has been cut off. In recent years, we have also been looking for seedlings with spiritual roots to come back and cultivate them. This group of people is very powerful, this underground They dug up the office.”
Lin Fan was still thinking yesterday about how long it would take to complete such a large project. As a result, I heard from John Woo that it was done by the Immortal Cultivation Department.
"There are spells for digging, there are spells for transporting, and there are spells for spawning plants. Of course, there are also help from other departments. Three, five, and two divided by two are all done." John Woo said as he walked.
"To be honest, they are really powerful. They are not on the same level as real people like us in hand-to-hand combat. If I didn't have spiritual roots, I would have wanted to go to the Immortal Cultivation Department."
"Ah , by the way, the earrings Mr. Qian gave you are definitely Good thing." Wu Yusen suddenly warned: "I don't know if he is hundreds or thousands of years old. What he can keep in his hands is definitely not ordinary, but he rarely gives it to outsiders. I only got one by chance. Benefited a lot.”
"A few hundred to a thousand years old?" Lin Fan couldn't help but raise his voice. She thought Mr. Qian was just born with white hair. I just said that for a moment I saw Mr. Qian’s old demeanor and thought I was wrong.
"Isn't it scary? No one knows how many years he lived. It is said that when the Special Branch was first established and he was recruited here, Mr. Qian looked like this now. Decades have passed and he has not changed at all. "Wu Yusen clicked his tongue.
"Anyway, if you are rich and always sit in charge, the Special Office will not be poked by others. It is very stable!"
(End of this chapter)
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