Chapter 442 I’m Still on the Way

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The news that Fang Qiu was nominated for this year's top ten young people in the world has spread.

All netizens are talking about it.

"There are only ten of the top ten young people in the world, but I think Fang Qiu is qualified!"

"Not only is he qualified, but one of the top ten young people in the world this year must be Fang Qiu, okay? Fang Qiu truly deserves this honor!"

"Congratulations to Great Master Fang Qiu, you are about to stand on the world stage again."

"Great God Fang Qiu is awesome and one of the top ten young people in the world. This is an honor that can only be obtained by being recognized by the whole world."

"It must be one billion square meters!"

"Who can save traditional medicine at the World Medical Congress? Only Fang Qiu!"

"Not to mention anything else, this one paper caused a sensation in the entire medical community. It not only personally confirmed the existence of Qi, but also applied Qi to normal treatment. This is definitely the biggest breakthrough in the medical world today!"

"Not only did it prove qi, but it also proved the existence of meridians to everyone in the world. If Fang Qiu doesn't win this prize, who will?"

Whether it is on Weibo, Tieba or various large and small forums, everyone is discussing this matter. They all support Fang Qiu and think that Fang Qiu will definitely win the award.

Northern Xinjiang.

Planting base.

Returning to the office, Fang Qiu turned on the newly purchased computer on his desk. He checked the Internet and felt the support of netizens. Then he immediately logged in and posted on Weibo.

"I'm ashamed. I just heard the news that Xiao was nominated, and I also saw everyone's support for me. Thank you everyone for your support. I'm still on the road..."

Send a Weibo message.

There was a huge response right away.

After such a long time, the number of Fang Qiu's Weibo fans has grown to more than 35 million, and is heading towards 40 million.

Therefore, a Weibo update can immediately gain the attention of millions or even tens of millions of people.

I saw Fang Qiu’s Weibo post.

Everyone left comments.

"Finally blogged again."

"It won't be easy to wait for you to show off again."

"Let me interview you. How do you feel about being nominated for the top ten young people in the world?"

"It is worthy of our billions, and this has been recognized by the world!"

certainly.

While making fun of him, many people began to interpret Fang Qiu's Weibo post.

“What does this mean on the road?”

"Isn't it just a show of fame? Being on the road means that I have only been nominated and haven't received this honor yet, so I am on the road!"

"I don't think it's right. Our Great Master Fang Qiu is not a person who cares about honor. I think the meaning of this sentence by Great Master Fang Qiu must be that he is still on the road of traditional Chinese medicine and will definitely continue to work hard in the future."

Both of these replies received many likes.

certainly.

There should be more people supporting the second reply.

Because everyone feels from the bottom of their hearts that Fang Qiu is such a person, a person who is willing to give everything for traditional Chinese medicine, a person who can wear himself out to save others, and a person who has medical ethics that others cannot reach. people!

certainly.

No matter which interpretation is supported.

Everyone's intention was to support Fang Qiu.

"Master Fang Qiu, come on!"

"come on!"

…

However.

In the sound of cheering.

But suddenly a few people ran out, causing a topic.

"Master Fang Qiu, is the cistanche used by Huayuan Pharmaceutical yours?"

"Didn't you say before that you were cultivating one of the top ten immortal grasses in ancient times? Is it Cistanche deserticola?"

"The Cistanches used by Huayuan Pharmaceuticals are ten times more effective than ordinary Cistanches. Do you believe it?"

Seeing these questions, everyone became curious.

They all followed up with inquiries.

Under the responses to these dense inquiries, many people commented: "The building above is crooked!"

For a while.

The comment area under Fang Qiu's Weibo post was full of joy.

Everyone was joking with each other,

While asking about Cistanche Rong, he checked the number of comments on Fang Qiu's Weibo.

And here.

Fang Qiu also read some of everyone's replies and comments, some of which even made him laugh.

but.

After reading for a long time, Fang Qiu didn't reply, let alone the idea of ​​replying to Cuan Rong's matter.

It is better to remain silent on this matter for the time being.

Just when Fang Qiu had just logged out of Weibo and turned off his computer.

"Beep beep beep..."

The cell phone in his trouser pocket suddenly rang.

This time, it was He Gaoming who called.

"Hello?"

Fang Qiu immediately changed into the mysterious man's nameless voice.

"Boss, Master."

He Gaoming's voice came from the other end of the phone, saying: "I'm about to break through. Where is my sword? Where is the sword?"

Hear the words.

Only then did Fang Qiu remember that the sword hadn't been given to him yet.

"I've been so busy lately that I forgot."

Fang Qiu's tone was very indifferent, and he said without any embarrassment or guilt: "However, I have already cast the sword for you, and placed it under a five-ton stone one kilometer away in the Xishan Forest Area of ​​Jiangjing. You Go get it yourself!”

"Okay, what grade is it?"

He Gaoming heard that it had been cast, and his tone was no longer anxious. Instead, he asked expectantly.

"Seventh grade!"

Fang Qiu replied.

"real?"

When He Gaoming heard this, he was immediately surprised and said: "Thank you, boss, thank you master, I really haven't waited in vain these days, haha."

It can be heard from the tone that He Gaoming is extremely happy.

"Okay, hang up."

Fang Qiu said something and hung up the phone.

there.

He Gaoming installed his mobile phone and immediately ran towards the place Fang Qiu mentioned. The temptation of a seventh-grade sword was simply too great.

And here.

After hanging up the phone.

Fang Qiu sat at his desk and made money. He took out the remaining Dibaoxiang that he had used before and planned to use the remaining Dibaoxiang to make some longevity pills. He planned to give some to his parents, some to Zhao Shanlin, and some to Xu Miaolin. .

In addition, I also prepared some for Jiang Miaoyu’s parents.

Just do what comes to mind.

Fang Qiu immediately took the Dibaoxian Cistanche and walked towards the pharmacy.

Since it is about cultivating and planting research, the pharmaceutical pharmacy in the base is naturally an indispensable part. After all, after the medicinal materials are planted, pharmaceuticals are also needed to evaluate the properties and efficacy of the medicinal materials.

but.

This dispensary had just been built, and Fang Qiu could get a good start with agarwood.

When he arrived at the pharmacy, Fang Qiu put the cistanche on the table for preparation, and then started to prepare other things.

result.

Just getting ready.

As soon as Fang Qiu turned his head, he saw a white-fluffed little guy who had come to the table at some point and was staring at the amaranth on the table with a look of salivation.

"Gu, Gu..."

Seeing Fang Qiu looking over, the little guy immediately took a few steps forward, put on a flattering look toward Fang Qiu, and cooed.

"You little guy, just run to where there are good things."

Fang Qiu rolled his eyes at the little guy, then moved the knife directly, cut off a small piece of Cistanche amaranth, and said to the little guy: "I can't give you all of this, at most I will give you this, I can still use the rest. "

Finished.

Cut off a small piece and hand it to the little guy.

The little guy didn't stay long. After taking the Immortal Cistanche, he immediately turned around and ran away without looking at the large piece of Immortal Conong Rong in Fang Qiu's hand.

Fang Qiu smiled softly.

This little guy is so humane and not greedy. I really don’t know how he mutated into such a weird little thing.

After the little guy left.

Fang Qiu started making medicine.

…

Jiang Jing.

After leaving the detective agency, He Gaoming took a taxi to the Xishan Mountain in Jiangjing City. After the taxi left, he glanced at no one around and immediately started running with full firepower towards the depths of the mountain forest.

Less than three minutes.

He Gaoming stopped.

Take a look.

Not far in front of it, there was indeed a large stone lying on the ground, about one third of which was buried. This stone was about five tons in size, just like Fang Qiu described.

"arrive."

He Gaoming ran up excitedly.

But as soon as I got closer, I saw that the soil on the edge of the boulder seemed to have loose traces, and there were footprints next to it.

"Damn it, it wasn't stolen by someone, was it?"

I felt anxious.

He Gaoming stretched out his hands, immediately hugged the boulder, and then suddenly lifted the boulder up.

Supporting it with one hand, He Gaoming knelt down and looked.

This scene.

If it fell into the eyes of ordinary people, it would be frightened half to death.

This guy squatted directly under the boulder. If ordinary people saw it, they would definitely think that he was going to be crushed to death by this boulder. But in fact, if the five-ton boulder was not lifted entirely, but just pushed sideways, what impact would it have on him? As far as high names are concerned, there is no difficulty at all.

"Still."

Seeing a pit under the boulder, with a sword placed on one side of the pit, He Gaoming felt relieved and quickly took out the sword. Then, in a flash, he rushed out from under the boulder, leaving the boulder alone. Smash it down.

"Good guy. "

Holding the sword, He Gaoming said with excitement and excitement: "It's really the seventh grade!"

This time.

He Gaoming was so happy.

I took the sword and started practicing in the forest. After practicing for about an hour, I put the sword away and went home.

At night.

Because he was about to make a breakthrough, He Gaoming took advantage of the tranquility of the night and came to the West Mountain with his seventh-grade sword to continue his enlightenment with the sword. .

result.

Because he had reached the peak of the second level, he was really enlightened by playing around, and under the guidance of the sword, he actually broke through to the third level.

"oh!"

Enjoying the thrill of breakthrough, He Gaoming looked up to the sky and roared, feeling extremely comfortable.

In his heart, he couldn't put it down even more than this seventh-grade sword made specially for him by Fang Qiu.

Because he feels that this sword matches his aura very well, and he believes that with the help of this sword, his future cultivation path will be smoother.

But.

Just when He Gaoming's roaring to the sky had just fallen.

"Whoosh..."

A sound of breaking wind came along with the sound of a branch swaying.

"who?"

He Gaoming turned his head sharply.

I saw.

In the sky, under the reflection of the bright moon, a young man who had been sitting on the branch of the tree jumped directly from the branch, shouting a leaf in his mouth, which seemed to be used for blowing.

"Who are you?"

He Gaoming asked with raised eyebrows.

"Do you know Wuming?"

The young man did not answer, but instead asked casually. At the same time, he spat out lightly, and the leaves in his mouth suddenly shot out like a hidden weapon, passing by He Gaoming's ear. Inside the trunk of the big tree behind He Gaoming.

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