Breakthrough to the middle stage of Yuanying
"Mr. Zhong's great kindness! All the miners in Black Mountain will never forget it!"
After saying that, he got up, wiped his tears, and rushed into the mine without looking back.
Zhong Ling stood there quietly and did not stop him from kneeling.
She could feel a large amount of pure willpower pouring into her body from all over the country.
An expression of enjoyment appeared on Yuanying's little face, the light around him became brighter, and his state of mind became looser.
Half an hour later, someone came up and said:
"Found them! They're all still alive! Thirty-six, not one less!"
On the ground, the medical staff and family members who had been waiting for a long time burst into thunderous cheers. People hugged each other and cried, bowing and even kneeling in the direction of Zhong Ling.
A miracle happened before their eyes.
Zhong Ling's figure flashed and disappeared silently from the spot.
…
After the live broadcast, Zhong Ling realized the time had come. She opened her shop and updated the notice: [Retreat, time uncertain.]
Then Zhong Ling flashed into the space, came to the World Tree, sat cross-legged, and began to practice in seclusion.
Zhong Ling guided the spiritual power and willpower in her body to wash over her Nascent Soul.
The Nascent Soul was like a bottomless pit, absorbing everything.
Its body grew larger at a speed visible to the naked eye, and light circulated around it.
After an unknown amount of time, the barrier of the middle Nascent Soul stage was broken.
Middle stage of Nascent Soul, accomplished!
Zhong Ling slowly opened her eyes. Jiuhun came over immediately after sensing her master's awakening.
Zhong Ling smiled and patted its head, "Thank you for your hard work during this retreat."
Jiuhun rubbed it again, his pupils filled with joy.
After staying in the space for a while, Zhong Ling left the space.
…
The afternoon sun was warm and gentle, shining on the grape vines in the yard, casting light and shadows.
Zhong Ling glanced at the date on her phone and found that almost two months had passed in the outside world.
During this period, the "Secret of Immortality" has been widely popularized, and the average physical fitness of the people in Daxia has been improved.
Countless emerging companies based on holographic technology have emerged, and various virtual worlds have emerged one after another.
Zhong Ling opened the backstage of "Delicious Vegetable Shop".
The shop’s message area is full of thoughts for Zhong Ling:
"It's the first day of Zhong Shen's retreat. I miss her."
"It's the 15th day of Zhong Shen's retreat. He has made some progress in practicing the 'Eternal Life Secret'. He feels so strong that he can kill a cow with one punch! Thank you, Zhong Shen!"
"It's the 32nd day of Zhongshen's seclusion. Woohoo, when will you come out? Without live broadcasts and wish signing, it feels like life has lost its color."
"I wish: I hope that the Zhong God will come out of seclusion soon, achieve great success, enjoy eternal bliss, and live as long as the heavens!"
"Upstairs, are you offering a memorial to the Lord of the Bell?"
"Kneel down and beg the Zhong Shen to come out! The child is waiting for the rice to cook! No, he is waiting for a wish to save his life!"
Looking at these various messages, Zhong Ling smiled faintly.
She clicked on the store notice board and edited a line of text:
[The retreat is over. Tonight at 8 o'clock, a monthly random wish sign will be put on the shelves. 】
Click to publish.
The next second after the announcement was issued, it was discovered by the hardcore believers who had been stationed in the store all year round.
“Ahhhhhh! He’s out! The Zhong God has come out!!!”
"Holy crap! Explosive news! The Zhong God has come out of confinement!"
"Tonight at eight o'clock! Wishing sign! One!"
"Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Happiness comes so suddenly! I must go take a bath, burn incense, and pray for good luck!"
"Brothers, I've already replaced my home network cable with an enterprise-grade fiber optic cable, upgraded my computer to a top-of-the-line configuration, and the physical plug-in is ready!"
"Come on, what's the use of your physical cheats? This thing is purely based on luck! You have to worship, you have to worship the bell god sincerely!"
"I don't care! I'll borrow the company server right now and run it at full capacity at 8 o'clock tonight!"
"Hey buddy upstairs, be careful your boss might fire you."
"Bullshit! Our boss is also in the group. He just offered a reward of one million. Whoever can grab it will get the wishing sign and the one million will be yours!"
"It's just a wishing sign, is it really necessary to be so crazy?"
"The guy above, do you know what this 'only' can do? It can make paralyzed people stand up, cure terminally ill patients, allow you to fly, and give us advanced technology. You call it 'only'?"
…
Eight o'clock in the evening sharp.
Zhong Ling put up a wish sign in the background.
Almost immediately, the page turned gray.
It takes less than a second from the time it goes on the shelves to when it’s sold out.
"No more?"
“That’s it?!”
"Fuck! I can't even get to the product page!"
"Who is it! Which chosen one got it? Stand up!"
"Wanted online! Find this lucky guy! I want to see who he is!"
Zhong Ling picked up a cup of freshly brewed tea, picked up her mobile phone, clicked on the backend of "Delicious Vegetable Shop", and found the order.
The delivery address is a community in Shangjing, and the recipient is: Wei Fuxian.
A name that sounds very old-fashioned.
Zhong Ling did not delay and sent a message through the private message in the background.
[Hello, please send me your identity information and your wish. ]
…
In Beijing, in a two-bedroom apartment of 70 square meters.
An old man wearing reading glasses was staring at the screen of his mobile phone. Next to him was a teenager of about sixteen or seventeen, his face flushed with excitement.
"Grandpa! Grandpa! Did you see that? It's really Zhong Shen! She sent you a private message! We really got it!"
The boy's name is Wei Ziang, and he is the old man's grandson.
The old man is Wei Fuxian, 75 years old, and a retired oncologist.
In order to grab this wishing sign, Wei Ziang used his saved pocket money to buy the latest computer. He originally wanted to let his grandfather try it, but unexpectedly, he actually got it.
Wei Fuxian adjusted his reading glasses, moved closer to the screen, and read the message again word by word, his eyes gradually becoming moist.
He tried to type with trembling hands, but found that his fingers were completely unresponsive.
"Zi'ang, you...you come here."
"Okay, Grandpa!" Wei Ziang took the phone. "Grandpa, what do you want to wish for? For Grandma to come back to life? Or for your own health to improve? Or, how about we ask for 100 million so we can live a luxurious life in the future?"
Wei Fuxian shook his head and looked at the photo frame on the desk.
In the photo frame is a gentle and kind old lady.
His wife passed away from pancreatic cancer ten years ago.
As an oncologist, he saved many lives, but he couldn't save his wife. After retirement, he still followed the latest developments in cancer research.
It is called the "king of diseases" by modern medicine. It devours countless lives and ruins countless families every day.
"Grandpa?" Wei Ziang looked at him without saying anything for a long time and asked worriedly.
Wei Fuxian came back to his senses, his eyes determined, "Zi'ang, help me type."
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