Chapter 7 Breakthrough

It has been more than a month since I returned to London. After all these trivial things, February has entered. The fog in London has been temporarily resting, but his famous drizzle has begun to stir up people again. Yi Chen sat in his office on the 23rd floor, yawning boredly. Looking at the gray weather outside the window, he began to understand why Sherlock Holmes sighed because there were no criminals in London. Such an ancient city that was shrouded in a glorious halo but has begun to fall. If nothing exciting happened, life would be like the scenery outside the window, and there would be no interest at all.

Yi Chen was fiddling with a small paper-cutting knife in his hand, staring at the two copper buttons on the sidewalk opposite the street with a hawkish eyes (the nickname of the Londoners for the patrol officer), maliciously thinking: "A knife flew out from here, I don't know if it can penetrate their heads." But looking at the thick copper helmets on their heads, Yi Chen gave up this plan. The knife falling from high altitude may penetrate the skull of a person, but if it could penetrate such a thick helmet, then England Yard would start to be busy again.

Unlike other bosses, Yi Chen's appearance is purely to prove that he is a legitimate businessman and his business can match his jazz identity, so in fact, there is no business in daily life. The few girls and clerks who were recruiting were also stunned at the simple report in front of him, as if they didn't understand why seven people needed to get in and out of hundreds of tons of ore, and even their two supervisors, Phil and Gore, were busy desperately.

Jester brought Kane to his house in his own venue, and it was impossible for him to gather a table to play cards. Yi Chen moved his body and sighed and said, "Everyone says gods are good. Damn, thousands of years of loneliness, it depends on whether you are good. Nowadays, I am almost suffocating. Why don't Iraqis lay bombs in the Tower of London?" The Iraq War has been going on for several years, and the coalition forces of the United States and Britain are still unable to calm down the disputes in Iraq, and even the guerrillas have gradually evolved into regular troops. What Yi Chen hopes now is to have a few bomb attacks to add some fun to his daily life.

Yi Chen looked helplessly at Fei Li who was looking through the fashion art magazine next to him and said depressedly: "Baby Fei Li, I am a traditional good man. I don't take drugs, I don't visit prostitutes, and I don't harm society (?!). Why is life like a good person so boring?"

Feili jumped up quickly, walked to him and stroked Yi Chen's long hair, and said with a smile: "Is there any news in Russia? Isn't it true that they really don't care about anything when they transfer the money to our account, right? What about those financial experts?"

Yi Chen closed his eyes and enjoyed the comfortable touch on his head, and said softly: "Fatadio doesn't know what to deal with. It may be related to his master's political opponents recently. Well, no matter these, they will not miss the opportunity to make a fortune anyway. Feli, are there anything more fun recently? Song and dance? Opera? Polo? Or what?"

Feli grabbed his ear and twisted gently and said, "No, there are only a few football games that you are least interested in. Hehe, why not accompany me to go shopping."

Yi Chen said firmly: "You can ask Phil and Gore to accompany you, and I will never go shopping with you."

Philei pondered for a moment, bent down and greasy on him, and whispered in Yi Chen's ear: "Then, let's go to the Chinese settlement area to see it. We two sneaked out, don't let Phil and the others know, it will save a group of people following us. It's too troublesome... I like this rainy day very much."

Yi Chen naturally understood why Feili likes the rainy season. The origin of her power is the extreme low temperature. In her opinion, these raindrops falling from the sky are countless bullets. Of course, as a fire attribute, Jester is too lazy to move in such weather. Yi Chen nodded, stood up, grabbed the coat that was thrown randomly on the boss's desk in front of him, secretly pulled Feili and ran away.

Phil, who was working hard with the typewriter, looked up at Gore, who was guiding a beautiful blonde girl next to him seriously. Gore looked at Yi Chen and Feili's sneaky figures, shook his head helplessly, bent down enthusiastically, put his hand on the clerk's shoulder, and smiled and said, "Oh, here? There may be a little error in the data, but it doesn't matter, our boss will not care about the loss of these thousands of kilograms of coal... Do you have time tonight? If the boss doesn't come back, we can go to dinner together."

Yi Chen stood in the elevator with his arms around him, with several other Chinese people, all of whom were employees of a Chinese trading company upstairs. Fei Li looked at Yi Chen strangely. Yi Chen had no idea of ​​greeting his compatriots, and had a rigid face, as if he was not black and yellow. A middle-aged man in his forties asked Yi Chen very interestedly: "Where is this friend from? How many years have you been in the UK?"

When the elevator door opened, Yi Chen said in a very basic manner, low, cold and stiff manner: "Am I? Am I a black household in the mainland or a smuggled into the UK."

Several Chinese people looked at Yi Chen with a dazed expression and walked out with a strange look. A young man exclaimed softly: "Hey, I seem to have seen this person in the newspaper..."

The drizzling drizzled for more than ten days finally stopped, and a gray light appeared in the sky. Although the pressure in the air still made people breathless, it was already much brighter. In the suburbs of London, in a few blocks where Chinese people are concentrated, Feli looked at the Chinese signs on both sides of the street with interest, listening to the Chinese dialect in the south and north, and asked Yi Chen, "Where are they all?"

Yi Chen shook his head and said, "I can't hear it. I used to come from Sichuan and have been on the mountain. I don't understand what they say very much. I'll see what I like for myself. Chinese things are much cheaper than Western products."

Fei Li nodded and began to pull Yi Chen in and out. A scent of garlic came from afar, which made Yi Chen, who was used to eating steak, slightly moved his heart, but his mind suddenly calmed down, and even began to force himself not to recall everything that was familiar.

Gradually, Feili pulled Yi Chen into an antique shop. The one who was in his seventies and eighty years old but was in good spirits. The boss with a few old spots on his face saw Fei Li jumping in and immediately greeted him warmly: "Miss, what do you want? The goods here are real..." He suddenly saw Yi Chen who followed Fei Li in, and his original rumor was cut off in half.

Yi Chen looked at the boss and didn't say anything. Fei Li stared at a bottle of Tang Sancai with great interest and asked repeatedly: "Boss, is this true?"

Yi Chen looked at the boss coldly and said to Fei Li, "This is a fake, a counterfeit." Yi Chen quickly glanced at the items in the store with an electric look, shook his head at the boss and said, "It's hard to coax the Japanese. There are also people who know the Japanese. If you do business, you have to put some real things outside."

The boss smiled bitterly: "What is the real thing? Who dares? Alas..." He sighed, and I don't know how much bitterness and helplessness he said.

Seeing several young men wearing flowers and fancy clothes looking at the door of the store, walking over, Yi Chen nodded, indicating that he had understood the boss's suffering. Fei Li had already selected a string of small jade Buddhist beads there, and turned around with a smile and asked, "Boss, how much does this cost?" Who knew that her hand was not paying attention and knocked a piece of jade next to her to the ground.

With a 'clang', the ordinary white jade inkstone about the size of a person's hand fell off with a corner. The boss was stunned for a moment, and Yi Chen said quickly: "It doesn't matter, I want both of these things."

The old man immediately smiled and said to Yi Chen: "A piece of this inkstone has fallen off, so it's probably useless."

Yi Chen frowned and said, "It's okay. If we break things, we should compensate us. How much does it cost?"

Together with the Buddhist beads and inkstones, the boss asked for five hundred pounds for the sake of being both Chinese. Yi Chen grabbed the inkstone and took Feili out. Feili was very interested and put the Buddhist beads on his wrist, looked at them for a few glances and said, "Boss, I heard that this Buddhist bead can let the Buddha bless him."

Yi Chen snorted coldly: "Where does the Buddha have the time to bless us? If those gods bless people all day long, they will be exhausted themselves. Do they really think that their energy can be overwhelming and omniscient? If God really can do anything, why doesn't Allah save his murderous people?"

Phili stuck out her tongue and dared not speak anymore.

Yi Chen walked past a trash can and threw out the white jade inkstone in his hand. But as soon as the inkstone took action, Yi Chen's heart suddenly moved, his right hand suddenly turned into a dragon claw shape, and five strands of true energy poked out faintly, and he caught the inkstone that had been more than ten centimeters away from his hand. The pedestrians on the road did not notice this scene, only Fei Li asked strangely: "Boss, what do you want this broken inkstone for? Do you want to write? But you already have a good one..."

Yi Chen shook his head and said, "It's okay, use the waste. When you talk about the blessing of the Buddha, I remembered that I hadn't practiced something for a long time." When Yi Chen was driven out, all three or five magic weapons that were cultivated with heavenly treasures were confiscated. Then, after the elders dispersed the spiritual energy on it, they didn't know which senior brother was cheaper. At this moment, although Yi Chen's body had not condensed into a star core, the accumulated star power was getting bigger and bigger, just for practicing some useful things.

Since he had such a plan, Yi Chen drove back to "Chinatown".

Although the Feng Shui of "China City" is extremely poor and is not the point where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathers, Yi Chen's mind is different. He directly absorbs the power of stars, so there is no need to pay attention to these things. Although a place with excellent Feng Shui and spiritual energy is more beneficial to him, if Yi Chen wants to occupy such a place with his current strength, he may be beaten back in a head.

Jester was bored and sucked marijuana in the party room, while Chekov was crazily attacking a European Diablo server. He had obtained certain permissions and modified more than a dozen of best IDs for himself. As for Kane, needless to say, he was playing with the pistol in his hand.

Yi Chen showed a malicious smile and said to Jester: "Damn, Jester, you should consider smoking heroin. Don't think that marijuana has no destructive power to the body of your superpowers. Chekov, won't you play a serious account? Kane, well, you count the manpower and distribute the salary this month to everyone."

Jester and Chekov were immersed in their own world, ignoring Yi Chen, only Kane nodded calmly, grabbed his pistol and walked out.

Yi Chen suddenly thought of something and said to Feili with a smile: "Fili, my baby, come, do me a favor." Yi Chen's smile at this moment was a bit like the slave owner saw a coolie who didn't have money and was so happy and malicious.

Fei Li obediently took the defective inkstone handed to her by Yi Chen, and asked him in confusion: "Boss, this is..."

Yi Chen said with a smile: "Come on, use your cold air to slightly transform this inkstone. By the way, at the core, create a cold jade plate about six to seven centimeters. It is thick, about one centimeter is enough."

A little blue light gradually emerged from Feli's body, and a strong chill enveloped the entire room. Chekov shivered a few times and screamed: "Don't..." He quickly grabbed his laptop and rushed into the secret door. Circles of crystal ice crystals surrounded Feli. Feli's long silver hair fluttered slightly, and little ice crystals splashed in all directions.

Yi Chen praised her next to her and said, "Fili, you are so beautiful now. You are simply the legendary ice and snow goddess in Nordic legend. Be good, work harder."

Feli smiled and nodded, increasing the output of her strength. The poor white jade inkstone suddenly appeared in her palm, and then a little bit of powder floated down. The last thing left in her palm was a small round plate that completely agreed with Yi Chen's request and emitted a dazzling cold light on the outside. A few "clicks", the wine bottles and water cups in the middle of the house were all frozen and cracked by ice.

‘Ah Yeh’…Jest, who was addicted to marijuana, suddenly woke up, trembled all over and rushed out of the door, muttering: “Damn, boss, you are going crazy again, Feli, you, you are a sneak attack, I have no preparation, it’s so cold, so cold…”

Yi Chen took the small plate with satisfaction, kissed Feili and said, "Be good, go back to your room tonight. I'll see if I can make something to come out tonight."

Yi Chen went directly to the secret room where he practiced, closed the three thick steel doors, activated the warning array he had arranged, sat cross-legged in the center of the room, and began to calculate. His right hand suddenly turned into a sword point, and a sword shadow that seemed to be solid appeared. As a trace of starlight flowed, Yi Chen cut it quickly towards the small plate, and quickly cut it into something like a jade pendant. The center was a round hole with a diameter of one centimeter, the overall diameter was five centimeters, and it was only five millimeters thick, and the edges were extremely round. Yi Chen stroked it for a while, and began to familiarize himself with every thread of the jade pendant, gently caressing it in the palm of his hand.

Like a peerless treasure, Yi Chen carefully explored the jade pendant. Without the natural cold jade that could naturally suppress the inner demons, Yi Chen had to ask Fei Li to make a piece on the spot. Although there was no spiritual energy, the extreme cold air inside was three points colder than the ordinary cold jade.

Yi Chen smiled bitterly: "The UK is really not suitable for practicing and being a god. I don't even want to find a little good material."

Yi Chen put the jade pendant three feet in front of him and began to activate the star power in his body. Slowly, I don’t know how many cycles it has been running, or it is still the same, and the star core cannot be condensed. However, gradually, a trace of star power began to pour into Yi Chen’s physical strength from the fontanelle. Yi Chen knew that the sun had set and lost the interference of the sun’s true fire, and the star power of the stars began to rule the world.

A trace of star power was constantly sucked in, inhaled, and gradually, Yi Chen's body could no longer accommodate such powerful power. Yi Chen's hands were in a lotus shape, and his ten fingers slightly exhaled a trace of energy. The star power flowed into the jade pendant three feet in front of Yi Chen along these ten channels.

The jade pendant gradually emitted white light, and a trace of silver light appeared around it. This was caused by its own material being too inferior to accommodate too much star energy. However, as the ancient Chinese proverb says: "As long as the skill is deep, the iron rod will be ground into a needle." After countless star energy washing, this jade pendant began to accumulate a certain amount of strength and gradually floated up.

Yi Chen silently recited the "Demon-Subduing Mantra" from the master's sect. His ten fingers were beating rapidly, and dazzling silver lights formed a series of scattered talismans in the air, and quickly sealed the jade pendant. The starlight flashed, and countless talisman patterns appeared on the body of the jade pendant, flashing with charming silver light.

Yi Chen began to construct the circulation system of the twenty-eight constellations that he could now achieve within the jade pendant. He used the agility of the Vermillion Bird to suppress the evil spirit of the White Tiger, used the yin and cold of the Black Tortoise to suppress the excessive vitality of the Vermillion Bird, used the kingly wind of the Qinglong to drive the rigidity of the Black Tortoise, and used the fierce aura of the White Tiger to provoke the passionate and agility of the Qinglong... The four directions and four symbols, under the maintenance of Yi Chen, reached a dynamic balance. The four symbols star power formed, and the small patterns of dragons, tigers, turtles, and birds naturally appeared in the four directions of the jade pendant. This is the reflection of their bodies on the jade pendant after being nourished by the innate spiritual energy of the Four Symbols.

Yi Chen's mind flew, and the two evil star strategies and Luo Hu's star power were carefully pulled in by Yi Chen. A trace of murderous aura surged out of Yi Chen. Yi Chen carefully controlled his mood and was as active and pure as a stream, pulling the star power of these two evil stars to the ring hole in the center of the jade pendant. The star power of the two evil stars and the star power of the four-synopsis immediately flew and collided. Yi Chen took advantage of their lively fight and introduced the huge star power of the moon star (moon) in a coordinated manner, which was exactly the cold air left by Fei Li on the jade pendant, suppressing the two evil stars in one fell swoop, and the star power full of murderous aura and the star power of the four-synopsis were combined into one piece, blending the star power of the moon star (moon) without distinction.

He felt a little relieved. Yi Chen pushed the power in the jade pendant and began to form a tiny core in the jade pendant according to the way he condensed the star core in his body. In this way, this ordinary jade pendant can absorb a little star power on his own on weekdays, become a spirituality, and slowly become stronger by himself.

In the small universe that had suddenly formed in the jade pendant, the power of the four symbols rolled up countless silver threads and slowly wrapped around the Taiyin star power in the center. The cold air left by Fei Li on the jade pendant was gradually swept into the vortex bit by bit, and a subtle highlight visible to the naked eye appeared at the center of the jade pendant ring hole.

The subtle breath in Yi Chen's body suddenly moved, and it seemed that he had discovered the star core that was about to form in the jade pendant. For some reason, it suddenly rushed to the jade pendant along Yi Chen's meridians with both hands, blocking half of his waist and mixing his own strength into the perfect vortex. The star core that was about to be condensed will disappear immediately.

At that time, it was too late, and Yi Chen's mind was suddenly alarmed. When this silk of alien true energy attacked the jade pendant, the four-simile star power in his body suddenly condensed into the dantian, and the silver light flashed. The powerful star power in the void was absorbed by Yi Chen. The soul looked inside. The size of an egg was silver and bright all over. Countless tiny stars were shaped around its endless rotation star core. Then, the powerful true energy flowed in Yi Chen's body, dispersing the silk of alien true energy in one fell swoop.

Yi Chen's figure blurred, stood up, and quickly took seven-star steps in the air. He turned sharply around the jade pendant, and a series of star powers that looked like lasers shot out from his ten fingers, making the jade pendant rain. The crisp sound of "dingdingdingdingdingdingding" even heard Feili and the others across the strata more than 20 meters away.

Yi Chen was sweating all over his body, and a trace of powerful energy sprayed out from his pores. At the same time, a wisp of star power mixed with countless light spots rushed in from the fontanelle, and the four symbols and twenty-eight constellations turned wildly. Yi Chen was extremely comfortable, and a turbid air surged up from under his lower abdomen. Yi Chen suddenly raised his head to the sky, and a roared. A silent shock wave penetrated the soil layer straight through tens of thousands of meters of atmosphere. It seemed like a thunderous sound in the sky. The scattered air flow rolled out a large cloud layer, and a little starlight shot down.

Many Londoners suddenly saw the stars in the sky, and they said in surprise: "Hey, tomorrow will be a good weather."

Yi Chen, who was turning wildly in the secret room, stopped suddenly. His clothes were shattered by the energy emitted from his pores. There was no change in his body's appearance, but two rays of light in his eyes shot out more than five meters away. The jade pendant that had been ravaged by Yi Chen for a long time had reduced by one third of its size out of thin air. Only a jade pendant as big as a silver dollar was left. It was snow-white all over, with a trace of cold air flowing. It was like Yi Chen, and it was instantly transformed.

Yi Chen smiled proudly. The star core had been condensed successfully, and the soul looked inside. It seemed that the blockade left by all the elders had been completely eliminated in his body. His power was finally approaching recovery.

As for this jade pendant, although it seems to be too inferior to Yi Chen at this moment, if it is just used for appreciation, it is still a good jadeware. In particular, it also contains a strong power, and using it to do it can still reduce your consumption.
Chapter completed!