Wu Qiong took a deep breath and led several people behind him into the city.
Soon, a one-eyed young man appeared in front of them: "Please follow me to see Mr. Wuyun."
Wu Qiong and others nodded slightly and then followed.
Hui Tianyu led the way, looking as usual.
Several disciples of the Hanshan Sect who were on duty at the city gate looked at Wu Qiong and other members of the Pili Sect with slightly complicated expressions.
When they heard Wu Qiong reported his family status earlier, everyone speculated that this Pili Sect, like their Hanshan Sect, would also join Chang'an City.
This, logically speaking, is not that surprising.
The senior leaders of the Hanshan Sect basically reached a consensus and had greeted their disciples, reminding everyone to calm down and concentrate on doing their own thing.
There have been people from the Chen family before.
However, the Chen family also had quite a reputation in the past.
The person in charge at the moment, Chen Jiezhi, is also a master at the sixth level of martial arts.
The young people of Hanshan Sect were somewhat mentally prepared to face them.
The Perak Sect is different.
This is basically the same local force as their Hanshan sect.
Everyone starts from the same point.
"We have taken the lead. If they fall behind, they will fall behind every step."
Someone cheered for his fellow disciples: "As Senior Brother Cao said before, our current competitor is the Chen family, so we must look forward!"
Everyone nodded and looked excited.
Wu Qiong didn't pay attention to the little commotion behind him.
He gathered himself together and prepared to meet Mr. Wu Yun later.
Following the one-eyed young man in front, everyone from the Perak Sect passed through the hall and came to a large hall.
After being informed, he returned to Tianyu and left. Wu Qiong led several of his fellow disciples into the hall.
Zhang Dongyun projected Mr. Wu Yun, dressed in black, sitting facing the palace door, watching them come in.
"See senior."
Wu Qiong and others saluted together.
Mr. Wu Yun, who looked like an old man in black, looked indifferent: "How?"
"I will temporarily take over the position of head of our sect." Wu Qiong replied calmly.
Mr. Wu Yun's snow-white eyebrows raised slightly: "Where was your previous leader?"
Wu Qiong's tone was a little cautious: "To tell you my senior, my senior brother was injured and it is difficult to travel long distances. He is still recovering from his injuries in our sect.
However, these days have passed and he should have recovered a bit. If senior has any instructions, I will order someone to escort him here."
Mr. Wu Yun smiled: "It doesn't matter."
Seeing that the other party was not dissatisfied with keeping him alive, Wu Qiong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He continued: "It's just a pity that the outsider who secretly communicated with senior brother escaped and our sect was unable to capture him.
I asked my senior brother later, but he didn't know the other person's specific origin. Every time, the other person took the initiative to contact him.
but……"
Wu Qiong's tone was more cautious: "According to senior brother's guess, the person behind the other party may be...a certain prince in the capital."
"Did the son of Prince Tang secretly cultivate his own followers in order to seize the throne?"
Mr. Wuyun smiled casually.
He did not delve into the news, but instead asked: "How much blood was shed in the Perak Sect when you took over the position of leader?"
Wu Qiong's expression was a little sad, and he replied slowly: "Senior brother is going against the grain, and most of my fellow disciples in this sect are dissatisfied, but there are still some people who obey his orders.
I waited for a surprise attack and although I caught them off guard, there were still casualties."
As he spoke, he carefully observed the expression of the old man in black in front of him:
"However, it has not hurt the vitality of our sect, nor has it caused any major turmoil."
From what Wu Qiong observed, the old man in black in front of him was definitely not a compassionate person.
When the other party asked him about the casualties caused by the civil strife in the Perak Sect, he was probably not concerned about the disciples of the Perak Sect.
Rather, I am asking how the civil strife will affect the strength of the Pili Sect and whether it will delay their service to Chang'an City.
After hearing Wu Qiong's answer, Mr. Wu Yun nodded slightly:
"According to what you said last time, among the properties under the Perak Sect's name, there is a carriage and horse transportation business?"
Wu Qiong replied: "That's exactly it."
"Tongzhou is an important transportation place, and people from all walks of life come and go." Mr. Wu Yun said: "There is a suitable errand for you, Perak Sect."
Wu Qiong bowed: "Senior, please give me your instructions, and I will handle the matter properly."
Several Perak Sect members behind him, all close friends, followed him and saluted together: "I am willing to serve Chang'an, and I am willing to serve my seniors."
"You all should know about Jade Stone Crystal." Mr. Wu Yun glanced at them.
Wu Qiong and others nodded.
Bisconite crystal is a mineral with a wide range of uses.
Some people use it, but many practitioners use it.
In terms of output, it cannot be said to be particularly scarce, but the overall situation is that demand exceeds supply.
Especially high-quality jasperite crystal.
If it appears on the market, it will generally be sold out quickly.
Wu Qiong wondered whether there was a need for this when Chang'an City was first built.
If they really want to find jasmine crystals, where should they go to buy them in large quantities?
While he was thinking, he heard the old man in black in front of him say:
"Bissonite crystals are produced here. Since Tongzhou has a lot of people coming and going, you won't have to worry about buyers if you want to come."
Mr. Wu Yun examined Wu Qiong: "If the Perak Sect is able to maintain stable sales, it might not be a bad idea for you to handle this business yourself. What I value is a stable result, do you understand?"
Wu Qiong and others took a deep breath.
Nowadays, the Bissonite crystal veins are basically controlled by the Eastern Tang Dynasty royal family and major top powers. It has been a long time since new mines have been discovered.
I didn't expect there to be one in Longling.
How come no one noticed it before?
Could it be that it was buried too deep?
As a result, mining and production are more problematic...
"Senior, I wonder how many turquoise crystals are produced here in Chang'an every day, every month, and every year?" Wu Qiong asked cautiously.
Mr. Wu Yun's tone was calm and unhurried: "Japan's production of Qianjun rough stones is just casual. As more and more people live in the city, the output will only increase."
Wu Qiong and others were stunned.
For a mineral like jasmine crystal, it is just a rough stone, and the daily output of thousands of pieces is already an exaggerated figure.
If we can keep digging, this place will undoubtedly be a huge mine.
"I will return to Tongzhou right now. I will definitely handle this matter properly and give you a reply as soon as possible." Wu Qiong said seriously.
Mr. Wu Yun waved his hand: "Don't leave in a hurry."
Wu Qiong and others were stunned.
Mr. Wu Yun stood up, put his hands behind his back, and walked out of the hall.
Everyone in the Perak Sect quickly followed.
At this time, a voice came from far outside the city:
"Tang Chi, the deacon of Wangzhen Temple, asks to see the Lord of Chang'an City."
Outside the city, an old Taoist priest looked solemn.
Beside him were two old men, two middle-aged men and four other disciples.
The two old Taoist priests were of the same generation as Tang Chi, and were two generations ahead of Xie Zhao and the two men who were captured earlier.
Those two middle-aged Taoist priests were the uncles of Xie and Zhao.
The five people in Wang Zhen Guan looked solemnly and looked at the majestic city in front of them together.
Then, a light voice came from the city: "Come in."
Tang Chi and the five of them sorted out their descriptions and walked towards the city together.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the old Taoist priest stepped through the door, another voice suddenly came from his ears: