The matter finally came to an end. After all, Mo Juren still knew the importance. The price he suppressed was not much, and he still made considerable profits despite the huge quantity.
The matter was successfully completed, and the four people got their wish and received generous rewards. They also decided on the spot that they would not miss every subsequent purchase.
You must know that the logistics demand for materials is extremely huge. Not only the monthly fixed subsidy, but also the temporary subsidy before each war, and the free replacement of magic weapons after damage, all require a large amount of reserves.
Even if the quality of the supplies provided is not high, you don’t get the free stuff, and you can resell it if you don’t need it, which is also an extra income.
Therefore, as long as there is a subsidy, almost everyone will be extremely active in coming to receive it.
It can be seen that as long as this business continues, the rewards that can be obtained in the end are beyond imagination.
Of course, it is impossible to keep doing it forever. The war will always stop. As Mo Juren, who knows everything in advance, he has an extremely clear understanding in his heart.
Moreover, as time continues to pass, the war situation has begun to undergo great changes.
Large-scale battles rarely occur, basically only once a month, and their scale and intensity are greatly weakened. The two sides only gather teams of about a thousand people to fight each other, seemingly
The fighting was fierce, but only a few people were killed or injured.
In contrast, small-scale battles have gradually become more frequent and occur almost every day. Each side sends a certain number of monks, either in small groups or alone to fight each other deep in the Golden Drum Plains.
Because of the different realms of the monks, there is a tacit agreement to separate different time periods. The monks in the foundation-building stage fight during the day, while the strong ones in the pill-forming stage will fight at night.
Of course, this kind of battle mode is unlikely to cause too many casualties. After all, monks are not dead. When they find they are defeated, they will naturally turn around and run away. It is extremely difficult to kill them completely.
This stalemate situation has completely formed on the frontline battlefield.
Not only on the frontal battlefield, but also in the hinterland of each side, the battle of sneak attacks is still going on, which is also consuming their patience.
Time passed quickly in this stalemate situation, and months passed before you knew it.
Tianhua Building, room interior.
At this time, Mo Juren had his eyes closed and his legs crossed, and he was in the middle of meditating. The glow around his body was like a dream, and at a glance, he seemed to be an immortal, transcendent and unconventional.
Compared with a few months ago, his appearance has not changed at all, but the invisible power emanating from his body has become stronger.
All this is due to the progress of cultivation. In the past few months, except for showing up every time when purchasing supplies, the rest of the time was spent in retreat in the room.
As for logistical matters, he had no intention of getting involved in any specific trivial matters, and it was impossible for him to waste his time and energy, so he entrusted everything to Wang Tong.
Of course, supervision is still needed to prevent the other party from doing anything, and he will be the one to take the blame. However, due to his previous deliberate management, some of the deacons and disciples have long become his "confidants". With so many eyes watching, naturally
Don’t worry about problems.
I don’t know how long it took, but I seemed to sense something faintly. I frowned slightly, and all the brilliance converged towards my body, disappearing completely in the blink of an eye.
"Who is that strange breath?"
Just at that moment, a ray of spiritual consciousness suddenly swept through the air, instantly attracting his attention.
Judging from the strength of the aura, it should only be in the early stage of foundation building. But it would be a bit too rude to release spiritual consciousness to inspect other people's residences so rashly.
"Humph..."
Mo Juren was not a kind person either. He snorted coldly and fought back directly. The strength of his consciousness was comparable to that of a late-stage foundation-building monk. There was nothing the opponent could bear. Just a little lesson would cause serious consequences in an instant.
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A scream of 'Ah' was heard, and the next moment, a strange monk fell directly from the air.
"Who are you? Why did you fall from the sky?" In the open space outside, Lin Ying'er looked at the gray-haired yellow-robed monk with curiosity and asked strangely.
"Ahem..." The yellow-robed monk still had some pain in his head, and there was a hint of panic in his eyes. When he heard someone asking, he quickly stood up and asked respectfully,
"Is this Tianhua Tower? I am Wu Xuan, a monk from Huang Maple Valley, and I am here to visit on the orders of my master Li Huayuan."
"Visit?" Lin Ying'er looked startled and thought to herself, people from Huang Maple Valley came to Spirit Beast Mountain to visit?
"The person you want to visit is..."
"May I ask if Daoist Mo, the owner of Tianhua Building, is here?" Wu Xuan didn't hesitate and immediately told his purpose.
"Looking for Master?" Lin Ying'er suddenly understood and said quickly,
"You wait a moment, I will report first. As for whether we will see you or not, we have to wait for the master's decision."
"It's time for you, girl."
……
"Li Huayuan, are you looking for me?"
In the room, Mo Juren frowned slightly.
He was no stranger to Wu Xuan. Han Li's sixth senior brother was his pseudo-love rival. He had always been dissatisfied with him because of Dong Xuan'er's affairs in Huang Maple Valley. This person's final ending was not very good either. He was sacrificed to death by the leader of the Black Evil Cult.
Death is miserable.
Not only him, but several of Han Li's senior brothers and sisters, and even Li Huayuan and his wife, I don't know if they were affected by the protagonist's halo, and the ending was not very good.
Of course, none of these are important. The key is Li Huayuan. The other party is an alchemy monk in Huang Maple Valley. He has nothing to do with him. How could he suddenly send someone to visit him?
Could it be that his master-disciple relationship with Han Li was exposed?
This possibility exists. After all, Li Huayuan is a monk in the Danjie stage. If he sends someone to Mo Mansion to investigate, he will always find something.
The problem is that the other party must have such suspicion first, otherwise, it is impossible to associate the two people together.
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In fact, his relationship with Han Li is not a top secret, and some people close to him know it. My wives, daughters, Xin Ruyin and others all know that even Mr. Han, because of the relationship between Han Yunzhi's brother and sister,
Also understand.
However, these people only understand it and will not delve too deeply into the matter, nor will they take the initiative to disclose it to outsiders.
"Master, there is a monk from Huang Maple Valley outside. He said he was ordered to come to visit..."
"Let him in."
Lin Ying'er left immediately after receiving the consent, and soon brought Wu Xuan into the room.
Perhaps because of the lesson he had just received, he knew that the person in front of him was very powerful. At this time, the other person looked very respectful. As soon as he stood still, he took the initiative to salute and said: "I have met Lord Mo."
"I wonder what martial arts friends are looking for Mo?" Mo Juren was not polite at all to this person, especially the other person's previous rude behavior, which made him unhappy. As for whether he would offend the other person because of this, he didn't know at all.
What he didn't care about was that even though Li Huayuan behind him was a monk in the Dan Formation stage, he didn't have much fear.
After all, the gradual improvement of his strength has given him enough confidence to face many things, and he no longer worries about everything as before.
Such a cold attitude immediately caused Wu Xuan's expression to change slightly. However, thinking of the terrifying methods this person had shown before, and the fact that he was indeed in the wrong just now, he did not say anything after all.
"Wu Mou was ordered by his master to visit fellow Taoist Mo and inquire about my eighth junior brother Han Li."
"Han Li?" A trace of doubt appeared on Mo Juren's face at the right time, and then he said,
"Are you talking about Fellow Daoist Han from Yellow Maple Valley?"
"It's Junior Brother Han." Wu Xuan nodded and continued,
"A few months ago, Junior Brother Han went to Yanjiabao to participate in the Treasure Hunting Conference. Later, due to the invasion of demons, he happened to be recruited to the wasteland spiritual mine to assist in the defense. After that, the spiritual mine was attacked, and most of the defenders were missing. As for Junior Brother Han,
The master thought that he had been seriously injured and was looking for a place to recover, and would not be able to return for the time being. But he never thought that he had been waiting for several months and still had no news, so he asked me to come for consultation."
Having said this, the subject of the conversation immediately changed,
"According to the investigation, Fellow Daoist Mo was probably the manager of the Ling Mine at the time. He should have some knowledge of the specific matters, right?"
After listening to the other party's story, Mo Juren suddenly realized that this was what he was asking about!
No wonder Li Huayuan didn't send someone to inquire until now. It turned out that he thought Han Li was seriously injured and recovered alone.
The Battle of the Spirit Mine was indeed brutal at that time, and very few people escaped, but after all, there were still lucky ones. The other party probably learned the news that Han Li was not dead from a monk who happened to escape.
For monks, it is normal for a monk to recover from an injury for several months. If he retreats for a while, it will be over in the blink of an eye.
"The situation of Fellow Daoist Han may be a little bad." Mo Juren, who wanted to understand everything, suddenly looked down and said in a solemn tone,
"At that time, Mo happened to break out of the enemy's siege with Daoist fellow Han. He thought he could sit back and relax, but unexpectedly, he suddenly encountered another group of demonic monks on the way, and then encountered a strong pursuit by the other party. The opponent's strength was too strong.
The two of us were no match at all, and in the end we had no choice but to disperse and flee. Fortunately, Mo managed to save his life, but what happened to Fellow Daoist Han in the end is impossible to know."
"This... there is such a thing!" After hearing such an answer, Wu Xuan's expression suddenly changed. If this is really the case, it would be extremely difficult for Junior Brother Han to cope with his strength just after he had just established the foundation. No wonder the opponent can't even see himself.
I haven’t even returned to the cave, fearing that there might be a real possibility of misfortune.
"Does Fellow Daoist Mo know the identity of that team of demonic monks?"
"Judging from the means, it seems that they are people from the Ghost Spirit Sect. However, Mo just ran away at that time and did not have many actual fights, so we cannot be 100% sure." Mo Juren still answered ambiguously.
"Ghost Spirit Sect!" Wu Xuan frowned and then said,
"Thank you, fellow Taoist Mo, for clarifying the confusion. However, this matter must be informed to the master as soon as possible. Wu will not stay any longer."
After the words fell, the other party no longer hesitated, said goodbye and hurriedly turned around and left.