Guan Muqing's normal cheeks were flushed again, "Mr. Xue still has something difficult to do. Mu Qing is willing to help."
"Haha, you think I am omnipotent. I just happened to hunt a spirit fox last time."
"Miss, think about it for a few days. If you agree to the Immortal Palace, Immortal Luan may give me a natural elixir." Xue Tong said.
"Oh, Tiancheng Dan."
"The elixir is just incidental. Xue thinks that Miss's future is the most important. It is a wise move to join the Immortal Palace. The situation of your mother and daughter will be much better, otherwise there will never be peace."
"Well, the young master may be right."
"Miss, think about it, Xue will leave."
Guan Muqing took off a gold and jade hairpin and said, "Master, please accept this hairpin. I hope to see you again someday."
Her voice became lower and lower, and her face became redder.
Xue Tong urged Guan Muqing to enter the palace out of selfish motives but not much. He favored himself and others. If the same opportunity was placed in front of him, he would definitely agree.
In his opinion, the natural elixir is just a by-product that kills two birds with one stone.
…
Xue Tong was quite uncomfortable when he saw Luan Jing. He should have left as soon as his identity was exposed, but now he still had to stay for a while longer for the elixir.
"You're not bad looking, and you have a bit of heroic spirit. How could Mu Qing have a good impression of an old man named Yang?" Luan Jing looked at Xue Tong carefully and said.
Xue Tong asked to be masked when he went up the mountain. Luan Jing was sent alone to the Mid-level Pavilion to meet Guan Muqing. When he took off his mask, Luan Jing only glanced at him briefly.
"Senior is laughing. The matter is almost done. Xue is 80% sure."
"You can get the Tian Pei fruit ten days after Guan Muqing becomes a disciple. Where are you going to go during this period?"
"Where else can the juniors go? They are passive about the seniors' affairs and go back to the drug store. They are just deceiving themselves and others and staying unhappy. Alas." Xue Tong sighed.
An outsider like Luan Jing knows that there is no essential difference between knowing it and ten or a hundred outsiders. Xue Tong loses the mood to disguise himself.
"I'm the only one who knows how to disguise you. It's enough for you to survive for a month. If you are interested, you can help me with something."
"Senior is not asking me to find Huang Jun," Xue Tong guessed.
"You are indeed smart. Go to the Deposed Envoy's Mansion to find someone. The old thief might still be hiding there. You can at least see Ma Wanquan and tell them that Guan Muqing has become the master of the Palace Master, so that they can give up on this idea!"
"It's better to wait until Guan Muqing becomes a disciple. This junior will also have something to say." Xue Tong advised, feeling that he was not in a hurry.
Luan Jing pondered for a moment, "Okay, you can return to Khotan Feng early. If everything goes well, it can take as little as half a month or as long as twenty days. We will meet at the elixir shop."
Xue Tong came in a red horse carriage, but when he returned there was no one to see him off. He was inevitably a little disappointed. He asked for a strong horse, changed his clothes, and left quickly.
Linxian Mountain is located in Jianzhou, three thousand miles away from Khotanfeng.
Xue Tong didn't want to stay at his old home in Quexian Palace for a moment, so he hurried out of Jianzhou until he entered Chengzhou where he felt a little more at ease.
…
Three hundred miles west of Tianfeng is Luming Town.
Xue Tong drove for three days and was exhausted. He reined in his horse. The black horse stopped, snorting heavily, and thick white foam from the horse's mouth fell to the ground.
"We travel more than 800 miles a day, and the horses are so good. We can't continue any longer. If we keep running any longer, the horses will die from exhaustion."
He led his horse into town and found a table in the largest restaurant.
"Don't worry, sir, there is plenty of fresh water and fodder in the stable. You can enjoy good food and drink to relieve your fatigue even if you stay here." The waiter said with a clever tongue.
"Well, let's have some of your store's special dishes and a pot of good tea." Xue Tong took out a few pieces of broken silver.
In the eating and drinking room, there was a sound from the stairs, and several more guests came to the second floor.
Xue Tong frowned. The three men were not ordinary people. They were in the late stages of martial arts training.
"I don't know which Guan Dai belongs to Luming Town. These people seem to be disciples of a certain Guan Dai."
Normally Xue Tong would leave as soon as possible, but today Wu Zui was overworked and wanted to stay a little longer.
The waiter paid special compliments to the three of them, and the Taoist elder and the short Taoist kept shouting, which further confirmed Xue Tong's thoughts.
The waiter is not a martial artist. He does not know Xue Tong's martial arts disciple Dacheng but calls the three Taoists, so he must know his identity.
The three of them chatted without avoiding suspicion, sometimes speaking loudly, and the content was that they would go out to cause trouble for someone in the next few days.
After a few bottles of wine, the atmosphere on the second floor gradually became tense.
Authentic Taoist disciples often regard themselves as superior to those of casual cultivators. Zhang Biao, Wang Long, and Zhao Lei started to speak dirty words after drinking several glasses of wine.
"That over there, where did it come from? Have you ever visited the pier in Luming Town?"
“If you’re passing by, just walk away quickly, don’t be an eyesore and spoil the fun.”
Xue Tong has been in a bad mood for the past few days and is worried that the news will be leaked and cause trouble.
"Logically, Guan Muqing knows very little about me. She only knows that I was originally a disciple of Yunxiao. Even if Luan Jing knew about it, she probably wouldn't have too many thoughts. Besides, she is planning to let me continue to work for her."
Xue Tong's thoughts were interrupted by the words of Zhang Biao and others.
"Looking at the looks of these people, you can tell that they are used to flying around and being domineering. Anyway, Qifeng won't be here for long, so he just plays with them."
"After drinking a few cups of yellow soup, I became like this bear. It really ruined my taste, uncle." Xue Tong threw away the cup and said calmly.
"Who are you talking about, you bastard?" Zhang Biao slammed the table, pointed angrily at Xue Tong and cursed.
"Even late-stage warriors dare to be crazy. If you don't want to call me uncle, you should at least call me brother!" Xue Tong said with a livid face.
"Fart" Zhao Lei, who was closest, rushed forward and punched him.
As soon as he punched out, he felt a sharp pain in his hand bones, and Xue Tong's palm had already caught his fist.
"Ouch, ouch~"
When Xue Tong let go, Zhao Lei was so painful that he almost shed tears.
"You three losers choose the most powerful one. If he can withstand my capture, Yang will kowtow to each of you three times."
"Kowtow to me if you lose."
Zhang Biao saw Zhao Lei's tone and knew that Xue Tong's military power was beyond the reach of the three of them. But after hearing only one move, his momentum inevitably increased.
"You are extremely arrogant. Grandpa Zhang is here to teach you a lesson."
After saying that, he also punched out. His boxing skills were the same as those of Zhao Lei, but the power was 50% greater.
Xue Tongjuan's claws came out of his head, and his five fingers were in the shape of eagle claws. He cut through Zhang Biao's fist and grabbed his fist tightly.
"Ouch, ouch!"
Zhang Biao's face was like a pig's liver and he struggled hard.
Suddenly there was a strong force, and Zhang Biaoteng took several steps back and hit the stair railing hard, causing several railings as thick as bowls to crack.
"After kowtowing, get out!" Xue Tong shouted.
"It is absolutely impossible to worship you, we only worship Master!" Wang Long said loudly.
"You only worshiped Master, but now you have to worship me as well. If you lose, you will honor it!"
"I'm not very patient, hurry up!" Xue Tong said solemnly.
Zhang Biao and the other three looked at each other in confusion, with expressions of struggle. They had provoked the evil star today, and it was neither a matter of worship nor a refusal.
Normally, the martial arts of casual cultivators are mixed, and their strength is not as good as that of their Xuanmen peers. Zhang Biao and the other three provoked them after drinking, precisely because they estimated that Xue Tong, a casual cultivator, seemed to have achieved great success, and his military power was only at the level of the later stage.
"The three of us are disciples of Wei Lian, the administrator of Zhanxing Pavilion. Today I have offended fellow Taoist, so please excuse me." Zhao Lei, who had suffered a loss, woke up and hurriedly apologized.
"No, if I let you go just by saying such nice things, how can I, Yang, still mess around?" Xue Tong sneered.
"Don't think about rushing in. I'll kill everyone and leave. Whoever dies will be unlucky."
"Who did you say you were going to cause trouble for just now?"
Zhao Lei's eyes lit up, Xue Tong's mouth suddenly loosened, as if there was a door.
"Oh, the man named Lian in Wuya Town is so annoying. We can't wait to wipe out his villa immediately."
"You fight and kill all day long and wander around the countryside. One day you will have bad luck. Today I will teach you a lesson. If you don't want to kowtow, you will have to give me five hundred spiritual stones each."
Xue Tong's idea suddenly changed and he asked for some spiritual stones.
Because he noticed that the waiter quietly slipped out of the restaurant.
It's really a big deal if you call someone here.
…
After half a month, no one came from Quexian Palace.
Xue Tong became suspicious and moved out of the drug store.
He told Luan Jing that day that he was 80% sure, but the actual estimate was more than 90%. No matter the content of the conversation or Guan Muqing's expression and mentality, it indicated that Guan would almost definitely agree to join the Immortal Palace.
But Luan Jing didn't come, which made Xue Tong very anxious and angry.
Xue Tong called Chen Shuang and Liu Wu, "Yang is leaving Tianfeng, and the medicine store can no longer be opened. We have worked hard for the past six months, but unfortunately our fate has only been short-lived, and there are not many days to get together."
"Two thousand spiritual stones per person. Hide the spiritual stones. You two pack up and leave today. The matter with Shen An last time is not over yet. If you stay here any longer, there may be a bloody disaster."
Xue Tong felt bad and closed the shop and left. He couldn't bear to leave Chen and Liu. The two young men worked hard and had the type of personality he liked. Unfortunately, their relationship was over.
He increasingly felt the many helplessness and regrets in life.
"If Taoist Master Yang comes to Tianfeng to open a shop again, Chen Shuang is willing to follow the Taoist Master again." Chen Shuang said with tears in his eyes and choked with sobs.
"The same goes for Liu Wu."
"Okay, okay, Yang, thank you both."
…
Xue Tong dismissed the workers, removed the medicine jars from the shelves, and waited for another five days, but Luan Jing still didn't show up.
He moved out of the drug store, packed up his house, and sold it directly to an intermediary merchant at a low price.
He put on a new set of clothes and checked into the inn. Ten days later, Luan Jing, who often came to Tianfeng, finally entered Xiaoyao Village, the property of Quexian Palace.
Xue Tong observed that there was no difference and came to see him.
Luan Jing stepped back and told the whole story: "Xue Tong, Guan Muqing has become a disciple, but Tian Pei Guo can't be given to you yet unless you agree to one more thing. I'm here ten days late to give you something to expect. "
Xue Tong's face turned blue. Although he had a premonition, he did not expect that Luan Jing would not be ashamed and break the contract without any scruples. A cold and biting feeling lingered throughout his body.
Xue Tong managed to say: "The immortal envoy wants to break the contract for a magical medicine?"
"Xue Tong, I wanted to handle this matter myself and told Ma Wanquan that Guan Muqing was already a member of the Immortal Palace, but Ma Wanquan didn't believe it."
"Go to see him and tell him the story. Ma Wanquan will definitely believe it if he finds Huang Jun."
"When they see that the rice is cooked, maybe they will stop trying to figure out Guan Muqing and the Immortal Palace. Only then will the Immortal Envoy's mission be completely completed." Luan Jing said in one breath.
"I just want to know if I can get Tian Pei Fruit if I come today?" Xue Tong said coldly.
"Didn't you hear what I just said?!"
"Go see Ma Wanquan and Huang Jun and get Tian Pei Guo, otherwise you have to wait."
"Well, the immortal envoy has not kept his word. It will be difficult for Xue to serve you anymore. I'll take my leave."
Xue Tong turned around and left, but Luan Jing sneered from behind.
