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Chapter 885

“What kind of resources are needed?”

Mo Wangchen was curious, he would have to leave the Xuanwu League sooner or later.

"Immortal stones, a large number of immortal stones, in addition to that, they also need to be approved by Xuandi City." Zhang Mingyuan said.

"Is this so..."

Hearing this, Mo Wangchen frowned slightly. Immortal stone is not a big problem, but it doesn't seem that easy to get the approval of Xuandi City?

Undoubtedly, Xuandi City is the most supreme existence of the Xuanwu League, and one of the seven Holy Emperors in the world sits in it.

Many people may not be able to get in touch with him throughout their lives.

But Mo Wangchen also understood that things like borrowing the teleportation circle would naturally not require the Xuan Sheng Emperor's personal nod, but this nod was natural, and I'm afraid it wouldn't be an ordinary person.

"With the current status of our alchemy alliance, if Master Mo wants to borrow the magic circle, if I ask, Xuandi City will still give him face." Zhang Mingyuan said with a confident smile.

"Haha, then I might have to trouble Master Zhang." As he spoke, Mo Wangchen raised his glass and paid homage to Zhang Mingyuan from afar.

"By the way, if I don't participate in this assessment, is there any way to get me to join the Alchemist Alliance?" Mo Wangchen suddenly said after thinking about it again and again.

Zhang Mingyuan and Kong Chu were both stunned for a moment, unable to realize what Mo Wangchen meant.

"I mean, does the Alchemist Alliance have a place where a single person can conduct the assessment? After all, when refining the Mysterious Pill, I cannot guarantee its quality when it is made. If it is too high, it will inevitably cause some trouble. I don't want to

Too eye-catching.”

"Master Mo is still thoughtful."

Zhang Mingyuan nodded, then smiled and said, "As a master, the Alchemist Alliance can conduct an individual assessment for you."

"Then it's settled. I won't participate in tomorrow's assessment. After the assessment, the alliance will hold a separate assessment for me," Mo Wangchen said.

"I will definitely make arrangements." Zhang Mingyuan responded.

"Old guy, I heard someone say that you are holding a banquet here alone. Why, you don't seem to be the kind of person who doesn't like lively scenes. Who is here that makes you pay so much attention to it?"

Suddenly at this moment, the door to the room was pushed open, and a hearty laughter came in.

Mo Wangchen and the other three subconsciously turned their eyes and saw an old man in white robes slowly walking in.

The old man's beard and hair are all white, his face is thin and dry, showing the vicissitudes of life. His white robe is wide open, and he is wearing a tight-fitting linen garment. Overall, the old man looks dusty, but he also has an indescribable air of immortality.

feel.

The moment he saw this old man, Mo Wangchen couldn't help but feel shocked. This man's perception may not be the same as his own, but his cultivation level may have at least reached the level of the True Immortal Realm.

"You old guy, if you don't support the queue below, why are you running up?"

Zhang Mingyuan was stunned for a moment, then stood up and welcomed the old man in white robe into the empty seat next to him.

"What are you talking about? In this huge alliance, apart from the two of us, can't you find someone else who can support the scene?" The old man in white robe sat down, with a hint of ridicule in his words.

.

Hua Luo, his nose moved a little funny again, as if he smelled something that was hard to smell and asked.

"Wow, my Master Zhang, I have been begging for death and survival many times, but you have never given me a sip of 'Nine Heavens Divine Brew'. I didn't expect that today, you took it out here and drank it alone. No wonder you don't want to stay on the second floor.

Look, you old guy is too selfish!"

After the white-robed old man finished speaking, he quickly reached out with his big hand, and with the speed of a wolf, he dodged the pot of wine placed on the table.

Without saying a word, he lifted the lid of the pot and drank the entire pot of wine in one gulp under the astonished eyes of Mo Wangchen and the others.

"belch……"

After that, he didn't forget to burp and let out a long breath, "Good guy, it is indeed the Jiutian Divine Brew. I haven't touched a drop for almost half a year. It's great!"

After laughing, the old man in white robe turned to look at Zhang Mingyuan, raised the empty wine bottle in his hand, and asked, "Is there any more, please have some more."

"Go away!"

Zhang Mingyuan's face turned green, and he seemed to be in extreme physical pain. Jiutian Shenjiang was his treasured wine, and he was reluctant to drink it on weekdays. Today, Mo Wangchen was here, and he just took out a jug.

Unexpectedly, the three of them only drank a few glasses, and most of the remaining pot was drank by others in one go. He said with a heartache, "This is Jiutian Divine Brewing, made from dozens of different medicinal materials."

Brewed and buried underground for thousands of years, it can achieve the best taste. A drop of a thousand gold, you prodigal old guy, me, me, me..."

Zhang Mingyuan was furious and pointed at the old man in white robes for the whole day, but couldn't say anything.

On the other hand, Mo Wangchen was slightly surprised. When he drank this wine just now, he felt something was different. After drinking this wine, it was as if all the spiritual energy in his body was burning. Practicing in this state would be even more effective.

I thought this was just an ordinary fine wine in the Alchemist Alliance, but I never thought that it was actually Zhang Mingyuan's collection, and every drop was worth thousands of gold.

"Okay, let's see how stingy you are. There are guests here. You are also a dignified deputy leader after all. You still need to pay attention to your image." The old man in white robe said with seriousness.

Do I still pay attention to my image?

Zhang Mingyuan wants to cry but has no tears. To put it simply, the wine that he has brewed for thousands of years has been drank like boiled water, but you still ask me to pay attention to my image?

"Why, aren't you going to introduce it to me?"

The old man in white robe ignored Zhang Mingyuan's reaction and looked at Mo Wangchen aside for the first time.

He had already heard some news and knew what had just happened on the second floor of the Dan Pagoda. Apart from Zhang Mingyuan and Master Kong Chu, he had never seen this young man in white.

"I've met the leader!"

Kong Chu sat next to Mo Wangchen. He hadn't been able to react just now, but now he saw the white-robed old man and his master messing around.

He quickly stood up and shouted with great respect.

"Alliance leader?"

Mo Wangchen was surprised. He had vaguely guessed the identity of the old man in white robe early in the morning.

"Why are you being polite to me? Sit down." The old man in white robe waved his hand to Kong Chu, appearing very easy-going and approachable.

"This is the leader of our alchemy alliance, Hai Lao."

Zhang Mingyuan also stood up and introduced Mo Wangchen with a smile.

Then he pointed at Mo Wangchen and spoke to Hai Lao, "This is Mo...er...Ji Changkong. You should have heard of his name."

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