Chapter 262 Changing Courts
Hearing what Master Qingming said, Tanxiao lowered his face, gave him a warning look, and said, "Master Qingming, be careful what you say."
Chi Wu Lan frowned slightly, a pair of beautiful eyes swept over Qingming's body, and a sneer leaked from the corner of his lips.
Qing Ming really did what the fourth junior brother said, "The head grows in the crotch."
Zhenren Qingming was disgraced, and he caught the irony in Wu Lan’s smile, and said without hesitation: "Is it possible that Zhenren Tan also fell in love with this girl? If so, I can’t take advantage of others, I should be a real person!”
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The conversation and laughter paused for a moment, and his eyes swept over Mu Weirui's calm face without saying a word.
Mu Weirui was not surprised, and calmly bowed to everyone one by one, saying: "Thank you so much for your understanding! According to the custom of Si'an County, the deceased needs to pay tribute for seven days. But it is a matter of human affairs, and the soul returns to heaven and earth. I will only wait for seven days before I ask you to come to Si'an County to discuss the matter of the soul-stabilizing pill!"
Bei Minghuan and Luan Song also understand, and are waiting for your answer! When I got down, I heard Master Qing Ming say in a strange tone: "In seven days, Wuhuang Spiritual Medicine Shop will probably have to change its doors! By then, shopkeeper Mu, a mere mortal girl, can she still count on what she said?"
Talk and laugh. Unable to bear it any longer, he said coldly: "Yes, after seven days, the Wuhuang elixir will indeed change its door!"
Seeing Mu Weirui looking over in shock, he was moved and said: "Change it to 'Weirui elixir'."
Tanxiao was only responsible for the spiritual plants and alchemy medicines in the ten thousand acres of spiritual fields. , leaving the remaining management and operation of the elixir shop, with Mu Weirui acting as the sole agent.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his idea was a good one. After careful calculation, it was also the ancestor of the Mu family who originally proposed the establishment of the elixir shop.
"What?" Master Qingming said in disbelief, "How could the Wushu spiritual medicine shop founded by Master Wushuang fall into the hands of a mortal who is neither a relative nor an acquaintance?"
In Qingming From Ming Zhenren's point of view, even if a disciple of the Guiyi Sect wants to seize Wuhuo elixir, it will be more acceptable than a mortal woman becoming the owner of the elixir shop!
Mu Jing'e endured it again and again, and then said in a voice that everyone could hear clearly: "My sister and my boss have been together for fifty years, so why are they not relatives?"
My boss died, and my sister How sad would that be?
If she can't think about it, who will compensate her for having a sister?
If she is tied to the elixir shop founded by her boss, my sister may be able to put down her boss as soon as possible, pick herself up again, and maybe find a second spring!
“Jinge!” Mu Weirui had some idea and hurriedly grabbed her little sister to prevent her from making mistakes and spoiling her employer’s plan.
This matter was beneficial and harmless, and she had no reason to refuse.
Zhenren Qingming glanced at Mu Jinge and said thoughtfully: "It turns out that shopkeeper Mu has already joined the Guiyi faction. It's really a good trick!"
Tanxiao frowned, no. He patiently made up a reason and said: "Fellow Taoist Wushuang had a feeling in his heart before the tasting meeting, and he had already entrusted the Wushuang elixir shop to my care."
After saying that, his whole body burst out with momentum. , gathered towards Master Qingming, with a sense of oppression, "Fellow Daoist Qingming, do you have any opinions?"
Master Qingming was suppressed by the momentum, as if a bucket of ice had been poured on him in the cold winter. Water, couldn't help but closed his mouth angrily.
Of course he has an opinion. Things without owners should be put on the table and the nine major sects should decide their ownership!
But I am just a small Dharma cultivator in the early stage of cultivation. What does it matter if I have any objections in front of a sword cultivator in the Mahayana stage?
Seeing that he was silent while talking and laughing, he turned to the four members of Tianyan Sword Sect and Wuyun Sect, and asked: "Little friend Bei, fellow Daoist Luan, do you have any opinions?"
Bei Minghuan Neither Luan Song nor Luan Song dared to look at each other, they lowered their heads and said, "Don't dare, don't dare!"
Talking and laughing like a bully who bullies others, he raised his chin to Tingfeng Pavilion Tianjiao Wu Zhongling and asked: "What about you, Tingfeng Pavilion?"
"Junior don't dare." Wu Zhongling lowered his head and gritted his teeth and said, "It's just... the soul-solidifying pill was refined by Master Wuhuan. Now that there is no alchemy master, what's the need to discuss after seven days?" Tan Xiao smiled meaningfully. Said: "Why do you agree with Master Wushu to take care of Wushu's elixir?"
The self-destruction of the phantom puppet was unexpected, and while we were chatting and laughing, we suddenly thought of the Soul-Guarding Pill. Only in the hands of a Mahayana monk like himself can the elixir be feared by the nine major sects, thus protecting the elixir store.
As a result, no one dared to set their minds on Mu Weirui.
Wu Zhongling suddenly raised his head and murmured in disbelief: "Is it possible...the soul-fixing elixir recipe?"
Would Master Wuhuang give up the soul-fixing elixir recipe so easily?
Or is it that the Mahayana monks from the Guiyi sect talked, laughed, coerced and lured, and used all kinds of tricks to coax Master Wuhuan into handing over the elixir?
I stopped talking and laughing, and said straight away: "Yes, I have the Soul-Reinforcing Pill recipe in my hands. I promised Wuhuan Sanren to look after the elixir shop for him."
Listen After hearing what the two people said, Lin Yige suddenly thought of the information provided by Shang Wubing, and interrupted: "I heard that Elder Qin Wangyun came to the tasting meeting on the order of Master Taixu!"
Taixu Zhenren, whose full name is Bu Taixu, is the Supreme Elder of Tingfeng Pavilion, and has a late Mahayana cultivation level.
He is more than two thousand years older than Feng Qingqing, but his strength is inferior.
But a monk with such strength is already quite a threat to the second senior brother in the early stage of Mahayana.
However, if Bu Taixu wants to break through the bottleneck and ascend to immortality, he will need immeasurable resources.
If you control Master Wuhuan, the problem of cultivation resources will naturally be solved.
Tanxiao thought about it for a while and said, "Whether or not this matter is related to Bu Taixu, it will not affect my refining of the soul-solidifying pill."
Mu Weirui echoed ambiguously: "Master Tan is right, all the immortals can rest assured about the refining of the soul-solidifying pill."
As soon as he finished speaking, two figures fell on the broken wall together. Among the ruins, billowing dust and smoke rose up, and it took a long time to subside.
It turned out that it was Zhongshu, the Buddhist disciple of Kongjue Temple, and Wuhui, the Tianjiao leader, who returned to the city lord's mansion together.
But at this moment, Shi Wuhui seemed to have been writhing on the ground for a long time, with a gray face. Shi Zhongshu, who he was supporting, had a face as golden as paper and a breath like a gossamer, and seemed to be able to re-enter reincarnation at any time. He had already died. To achieve the peace and cleanliness that a Buddhist should have.
Wuhui stood up with one hand, saluted, and then said: "Everyone, my first uncle saw a monk blowing himself up in the city lord's palace, and he hurriedly blessed the six-character Great Ming Mantra before the formation in the city lord's palace was destroyed. The magic circle can ensure that the people in the city are safe and sound."
However, Shi Zhongshu, with his early stage cultivation of Void Refining, was a little overconfident in using the magic array that only six people could form on his own.
Mu Weirui quickly bowed to the Buddha and praised: "Master Zhongshu's move is really of immeasurable merit!"
Shi Zhongshu was neither sad nor happy, and returned the salute. Holding a string of rosary beads, I began to close my eyes and meditate.
After Mu Weirui explained the ins and outs of the matter in detail, she did not get any feedback.
Tanxiao took advantage of this and asked: "I wonder, Zhongshu, what do you think about the renaming of the 'Wuhuang elixir' to 'Wei Rui elixir'?"
Shi Zhongshu didn't even open his eyes and said, "It's all the same."
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