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Chapter 1236

"Fellow Daoist Ning, I won't say much nonsense. I want to meet Shi Yue. Your Ning family is one of the managers of Xiancaofang City. This is not a difficult task for you!" said the young man in golden clothes in a deep voice.

"Fellow Daoist Shangguan, I really dare not say that I will definitely do this. Shi Yue is busy, so it is difficult for me to see him." Ning Wuque said with a wry smile.

In the past three years, I don’t know how many high-level monks have gone through the Ning family’s path. If they want to meet Shi Yue, the Ning family is willing to help, but Shi Yue does not see guests. According to Shi Bao, Shi Yue is in seclusion and does not see guests, which makes Ning Wuque feel much more at ease. If Shi Yue doesn’t even give this little face to the Ning family, the Ning family’s face will be greatly disgraced.

"I know you are difficult to deal with, but if I don't go to the Qu family and the Jiang family, it means that I trust your Ning family. Our Wanbeast Palace has business dealings with your Ning family. Your Ning family won't even help with this little busy!"

Ning Wuque looked embarrassed. Wanbeast Palace and the Ning family are partners, and the other party is an elite disciple of Wanbeast Palace. He is likely to take charge of Wanbeast Palace in the future. This face is still to be given.

"I'll give it a try! I don't know if Shi Yue is convenient. I'll tell you that it's not a secret that Fellow Daoist Shangguan, I also took a lot of time to see Shi Yue at the beginning."

Ning Wuque did not say anything to death. He deliberately exaggerated the difficulty of meeting Shi Yue. If he couldn't do it, his face would be acceptable.

"No problem. As long as you are willing to help, will it be successful? I owe you a favor. If you have any useful things in the future, just talk."

Ning Wuque showed joy on his face, took out the shadow mirror, and a magic trick hit it. Soon, the mirror blurred and Shi Yue's figure appeared.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, is there anything wrong?" Shi Yue's tone was a little dull.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, Fellow Daoist Shangguan Rui from Wanbeast Palace wants to see you, I wonder if it is convenient for you?" Ning Wuque asked politely.

"It's not very convenient now, come here at You hour in the evening!"

Ning Wuque agreed, chatted for a few words, and broke the contact.

Shangguan Rui frowned and said, "Fellow Daoist Ning, do you need to be so polite to Shi Yue? Don't your Ning family also have a fusion cultivator?"

Ning Wuque smiled indifferently and explained: "If fellow Taoist Shangguan can provide rare sixth-grade spiritual medicine, I can be so polite to you."

Because it made Ning Wuque become one of the managers of the market, Ning Wuque made great contributions and improved his status a lot. Naturally, he did not want to offend Shi Yue, at least he would not go against Shi Yue on the surface.

He suddenly remembered something and reminded with a solemn expression: "Fellow Daoist Shangguan, when you see Shi Yue, be polite, I am kind to help you, don't harm me."

Shangguan Rui is a hero on Tianlan's list. Ning Wuque is worried that Shangguan Rui's words will be too rude, offend Shi Yue and implicate himself.

"Don't worry! I'm doing things properly." Shangguan Rui agreed.

In Xiancao Palace, Shi Yue put away the shadow mirror and showed a thoughtful look on his face.

Just after Yin'er went out, the Qu family, Yihua Palace, Wanfamen, Ning family and Jiang family seemed to have made an appointment, and they contacted Shi Yue one after another, hoping to introduce guests to Shi Yue.

Faced with these people's request, Shi Yue agreed readily.

"Boy Shi, don't you like Ning Wuque? Why do you want to give him this face? How good is it to reject him?" Xiaoyaozi's voice sounded in Shi Yue's ears.

"It's one thing that I don't like Ning Wuque, it doesn't mean I will refuse the spirit stones to come to the door. The monks who can be recommended by Ning Wuque are definitely not ordinary monks. Besides, I don't want to be too biased towards the Qu family, so as not to be overshadowed by Qu Zhiyang." Shi Yue explained.

"That's true. Judging from Qu Zhiyang's performance in recent years, he really has this ambition."

Shi Yue smiled and said, "If I were Qu Zhiyang, I wouldn't want other forces to contact Shi Yue so that the Qu family can dominate. After seeing these people, it wouldn't be too late for me to leave."

Half an hour later, Yin'er came back, and there was also a young man in a green shirt smelling smelly.

The young man in green clothes had multiple gourds tied around his waist, and a blue gourd in his hand, pouring wine into his mouth.

Li Mufeng, a hero on the mid-stage of the God Transformation, can rank among the top ten in the Tianlan list. This person is good at drinking and can enjoy everything. All the high-level monks in the Tianlan Star Domain know that.

Shi Yue entertained Li Mufeng on the ninth floor. From a distance, Shi Yue smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

"You are Shi Yue?" Li Mufeng hiccupped and asked casually.

"That's right, after my sister said, Senior Li wants to see me? I wonder what advice does Senior Li have?" Shi Yue asked calmly.

Li Mufeng walked to Shi Yue, sat down, poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and smiled and said, "You should understand my situation. I want to ask you, do you sell wine in your Xiancao Palace?"

Shi Yue shook his head and said, "If you don't sell it, we only sell spiritual medicine."

"Hehe, I knew you would say that. I want to book a three thousand-year-old mandala grass. Do you have it here? I asked your sister, and your sister said no."

"Mandala Grass?" Shi Yue frowned.

Mandala Grass is one of the top ten immortal grasses in the world of immortal cultivation. This spiritual grass likes yin. Only places with particularly heavy yin energy will appear, also known as Huangquan grass. This spiritual grass has always existed in classics. It is said that people who reincarnate this spiritual grass can restore memories of their previous lives by taking this spiritual grass. However, many monks believe that this spiritual grass does not exist at all, but is just fabricated by their ancestors.

"What? You don't have it here?" Li Mufeng took a sip of spiritual wine, looking a little disappointed.

Shi Yue shook his head and said, "The Mandala Grass is one of the top ten immortal grasses in the world of immortal cultivation. They are more precious than the Resurrection Grass. I don't know if they are there. For the sake of the Qu family, I can ask you the upper level, but don't have too much hope. I suspect this spiritual grass does not exist."

After hearing this, Li Mufeng's face looked a little better. After drinking three sips of spiritual wine, his face turned rosy.

"Okay, it's good to go. I want to book these rare elixirs, but I can't get 500 million spirit stones. I'll lend you the natal magic weapon Nine Dragons Kettle to use for a while. Nine Dragons Kettle is a spiritual magic weapon. How about you sell me these rare elixirs?" Li Mufeng took out a green jade slip and handed it to Shi Yue.

He opened his mouth, and the Nine Dragons Chopper flew out of it and landed in front of Shi Yue.

Shi Yue was stunned. In order to book a few rare elixirs, he lent his natal magic weapon. Aren't he afraid that others will damage his natal magic weapon?

His spiritual sense swept the jade slip and found that there were more than a dozen rare spiritual medicines recorded in it, most of which could refine spiritual wine. This person was really an absolute alcoholic.

"Of course, if you damage my natal magic weapon, you will pay me ten jars of seventh-grade spiritual wine." Li Mufeng burped and added.

Shi Yue was speechless. Tianlan's Ten Masters were like this. For the sake of the ten jars of seventh-grade spiritual wine, he didn't even want his natal magic weapon? If Shi Yue changed to Shi Yue, he would not exchange his natal magic weapon for other things.

"This guy is a bit interesting, he has the style of me back then."
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