Nanyang Meng Wan stopped, turned around, and looked at the Eight Eagle Formation composed of eight foundation-building monks from the Fu family. She narrowed her eyes slightly. Although she despised the Fu family in her heart, she was very afraid of Lan Yisi. In the Great Zhou Dynasty, their Nanyang Palace could only be regarded as an eighth-grade family that had just entered the family.
But this Jingzhou is the territory of Nanyang Palace after all.
Nanyang Meng Wan put on airs and asked about the origin of the war.
After a stick of incense.
A red light flashed in the ravine. After a few breaths, the red light faded away, revealing Mo Yan's figure.
Nanyang Meng Wan's originally cold face immediately turned to flattery: "I am Nanyang Meng Wan. When our prince learned that you are coming, he specially ordered me to come and personally welcome you as a guest in the other garden."
"No." Mo Yan waved his hand: "I came here specifically to visit the Fu family. Please tell your prince for me that next time I have a chance, I will drink with you to apologize."
"Sir, my prince has said that I must..."
Before Nanyang Meng Wan finished speaking, Mo Yan asked Uncle Ba to lead the way back to the ancient cliff residence. He did not take Nanyang Meng Wan into consideration at all, who was making waves in Xihefang City. Everyone in the Fu family was happy and confused at the same time. He was uneasy, fearing that Mo Yan's trip would lead to a settlement of accounts.
After they leave.
All that was left was Nanyang Meng Wan, who was so angry that her face turned pale.
According to her current cultivation of fake elixirs and the reputation of Nanyang Prince's Palace, no matter where she goes in the land of Yue Kingdom, no one will flatter her respectfully. She has never been so neglected. Nanyang Meng Wan secretly grinded his teeth:
"Huh, what's so great about being an envoy from the Gaoyang County branch? When our princess has established her foothold in Dazhou, you won't even have the chance to visit us!"
Nanyang Meng Wan originally wanted to follow him.
But after all, I couldn’t lose face.
After checking the surroundings and the ravine twice, he looked in the direction of the ancient cliff residence, stamped his feet unwillingly, and left the place with his sword.
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Uncle Ba took the lead and led Mo Yan.
Uncle Thirteen gave everyone a wink from behind, and everyone knowingly aroused the true energy in their bodies instantly. While maintaining the Eight Eagle Formation and moving forward, they were ready to unleash the strongest attack of the Eight Eagle Formation at any time.
"Sir, sit inside."
Uncle Ba took people to Xiaozhulou.
He was very nervous at this moment. When Mo Yan first came here, he didn't even rest his feet. Now looking at his posture, he really looked like he was here to be a guest, and he didn't blame them on his face. He had no intention of contributing in the battle just now, and he couldn't understand the opponent's thoughts even more:
"Sir, this is our clan's fragrant scented tea. Although it is only the second-grade top grade, it has a very mild taste. Please try it."
The enlightenment effect of fragrant scented tea.
It is also useful for monks who are practicing Qi and below.
"The tea is good."
Mo Yan just tasted it briefly.
He looked outside the door and saw that no one had come in. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but test it out: "I came here originally to inquire about the termite hill. Now that the monster has been eliminated, the doubts in my heart are gone." I understand, but there is still something I want to ask your elders about. I wonder if you can let me meet with your elders?"
"senior?"
Uncle Ba was stunned.
This Mo Yan is already a golden elixir cultivator. If he can be called a senior, then he is not a great monk of Nascent Soul! !
Uncle Ba felt a little frightened for a moment:
"Sir, you...you are just joking. The leader of our Fu family who has the highest level of cultivation is our clan leader. He is only on the eighth floor of the foundation, and he is in Qinhuai, Mangzhou. you........."
Fu Zhihong.
When I was in Mangzhou.
Mo Yan has seen it.
He frowned. Before arriving in Jingzhou, he asked his subordinates to collect some information about the Fu family's situation. It was true that there were no high-level monks in the Fu family. Thinking that the best thing the Fu family could do to recruit customers was only the second-level spirit tea. , he nodded clearly, with a vague guess in his mind:
"It seems that the ancestor of the Fu family who took action just now must have just left seclusion."
A wealthy family.
They all hide hidden masters.
These masters are often only known to the clan leader.
Mo Yan saw that the ancestor of the Fu family didn't want to come out to meet him, so he didn't stay any longer. He stood up and left. When he arrived at the door, he thought that the ancestor of the Fu family had saved his life just now, and that he was a blessing in disguise and had received the Eighteen Xuan Ming. The rope.
He hesitated.
Mo Yan took out a token from his arms.
The token is golden in color and as big as a palm.
The words Big Tuesday are clearly written on the front:
"I heard that your family is restarting the alchemy hall recently. In a year's time, the once-in-a-century alchemy competition will begin. Take this token and go to compete. I hope to meet you again on the podium. .”
Mo Yan handed the token to Uncle Ba, dodged a few times, and then disappeared.
For this sudden reward.
Uncle Ba was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses. Regardless of whether Mo Yan heard it or not, he bowed deeply in the direction where the other party disappeared: "Thank you, Lord Mo, for your kindness!"
After the Eighth Bo closed the inverted Five Elements Formation.
The Eight Eagles Formation formed by the Thirteenth Uncle and eight people was disbanded.
Brother Sixteen looked at the golden token in Eighth Uncle's hand with curiosity, and scratched his head in confusion: "Eighth Uncle, isn't everyone able to participate in this alchemy competition? Why does Lord Mo still reward us? A token, could it be that with this token, we can directly enter the finals?!"
If so.
That's a good thing!
Uncle Ba carefully put the token into the wooden box and put it in the storage bag before he said: "I will give this token to you in three months when you go to Qinhuaili in Mangzhou." You guys, in Xihefang City, no information about Dazhou has been leaked, so you won’t know what this alchemy competition is about until you arrive in Mangzhou."
"alright."
"There are still three months left. You all go back and pack up. This time I go to Mangzhou. I don't know when or what month I will be able to return."
Everyone responded.
Dispersed.
The Fu family has been guarding Qinhuai for more than 20 years, and there are fifty places that can be transferred there for free. The clan elders have already held a meeting, and there are those who have established foundations. In addition to the sixth uncle, ninth uncle, and tenth uncle, there are also Brother-in-law, the rest of the people rushed to Mangzhou. Nowadays, the Fu family's family in Jingzhou cannot afford to support so many foundation-building monks, and the situation in Jingzhou is changing, so it is a good thing to be able to move to Mangzhou for development.
After dark.
The eighth uncle, Cai Yun Yayuan, slipped out.
Open the formation.
Fu Shiyi, who was waiting anxiously by the sinkhole, said hurriedly as soon as he saw his eighth uncle:
"Uncle Eighth, what happened to the termite hill?"
"Then why did Master Mo come here?"
"Has he ever given you any trouble?"
"........."
Uncle Ba shook his head and smiled, replying one by one. Finally, he patted the storage bag and took out the wooden box containing Mo Yan's reward token.
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