Uncle Jiu heard something strange in Master Yanling's tone, and laughed secretly: "Uncle, did the two little guys who passed on the salary report to you? Lord Song didn't mean it..."
As soon as he tried to persuade him, Master Yanling had already taken out a small box and handed it over with both hands: "Master Song, if you don't dislike the crude and ordinary art of old tools, can you talk about it through Taoism and discuss it more? It's the first time we meet, so be careful.
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"Well," Uncle Jiu protracted, a little confused as to why it seemed different from what he had guessed. It seemed like a good thing.
My uncle has always had a higher eye, especially when it comes to weapon skills, but he wants to "discuss each other" with Song Zheng?
Uncle Jiu knew one thing. Back then, a town wanted to be a matchmaker for Master Yanling. The other party was the daughter of a large sect leader. She had good cultivation, beauty, and temperament, but Master Yanling’s first words were
: "Does she have attainments in the art of weaponry? Husband and wife should be bosom friends. How can we be considered Taoist lovers if we can't talk about Taoism relative to each other?"
Zhenguo... really couldn't refute it, and finally let it go. Then my uncle became a real master of weaponry and remained single for hundreds of years.
It can be seen that he is serious and demanding in weapon skills, but he did not expect to use such a gesture today to discuss weapon skills with Song Zheng.
Song Zheng opened the box with some curiosity, and there were fifty large jade tickets neatly stacked inside, each one worth 100,000 yuan! He looked at Master Yanling in surprise, and while he was shocked, he was also thinking: This should
What a weird way of thinking...
Then there was a burst of regret: The refiner is really rich! It’s a pity that we really don’t have the qualifications. Otherwise, with Zhou Tian’s secret spirit in hand, I would be the next Ou Yegong.
Master Yanling has always been praised by others because others worked hard to make friends with him. He has no experience of making efforts to make friends with others, so everything he shows seems very "rude".
Song Zheng was also a scholar after all, so he secretly summarized Master Yanling's actions in three words: throw money at him.
Song Zheng said in a very coquettish manner: Uncle Yanling, you succeeded!
Now is the time for him to abandon all his character and not miss any opportunity to improve his strength. These five million large jade tickets can buy a lot of cultivation resources.
So he took it back and said, "Master also discovered it?"
Master Yanling sighed: "I have been feeling a little arrogant in the past few years. I feel that the whole of Fuzhou, and even the whole of Jiangnan, except for the old cunning Niu Qinglong, has no rivals, and I don't take the rest of them seriously.
Master Song appeared at the right time and gave me a head start, making me understand that the art of weaponry is endless and I am only one or two steps ahead of others. There are still many sages to catch up with."
Song Zheng nodded. There was a living being born in the Tianquan Stone. It was unique, but there were still some detailed signs. He happened to see it in Zhou Tian's secret spirit.
Uncle Jiu was confused and couldn't understand what he heard: "Uncle, what is going on?"
Master Yanling glanced at him in surprise: "Why are you still here? Go ahead and do what you have to do." He pointed to the ground at his feet: "This is where the alchemists study the Tao, and you don't understand anything.
What are you doing here?"
"But uncle..." Yang Tianyan wanted to talk about the magic weapon I ordered, but his uncle glared back with a domineering look. He grinned and walked away dejectedly. The magic weapon is amazing, let's talk about it later.
, don’t mess with this stubborn old man.
Master Yanling had an idea: "I happen to have a difficult problem. Let's discuss it with you. Please take a look..."
His recent order had complicated details and was very difficult to deal with, so he threw it out to see if Song Zheng had any good ideas.
Song Zheng took a look, and as expected he was confused and didn't understand anything. He said: "Master, wait a moment, let me think about it." He used Yin Shen to secretly check Zhou Tian's secret spirit, and found the answer after a moment.
"Master, wait a moment, let me write it out, lest master forget it." Then, Song Zheng wrote very fast, and one recording jade tablet was quickly used up, three in a row, and then handed over to Master Yanling.
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The latter looked at it doubtfully and thought it was amazing.
The answer Song Zheng gave was not only how to deal with it, but also explained in simple terms why it should be dealt with in this way. Master Yanling originally only asked him about the "skill" part, but Song Zheng also told him about the "Tao".
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This is no small matter. It means that the person communicating with you has no reservations and will never hide anything. This is a gift and even more trust! Master Yanling’s expression became solemn and he read it carefully. The last jade tablet told how to deal with it specifically, that is
The "skill" part was suddenly enlightened by Master Yanling's enlightenment.
Song Zheng's method simplified the complex, which was ten times simpler than his current method, and the effect was better. He sincerely admired: "Your master's skills are so high and his mind is so broad, I can't match it. I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed.
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He suddenly became excited: "I will be lucky to meet you."
Although he is outstanding, he is more than one level behind Ou Ye Gong. Zhou Tian Secret Spirit is now equivalent to another Ou Ye Gong, and in the long run, he will definitely surpass Ou Ye Gong.
Song Zheng also smiled. He just felt that doing business must be done with integrity, and he had to satisfy his big client of five million yuan.
Master Yanling had no intention of continuing the conversation for the time being. He wanted to study the "Tao" and "Skills" seriously, so he hurriedly left, but Song Zheng called him from behind: "Master, I still want to remind you."
"The Tianquan Stone contains a lot of living things. It's unique. Why did you encounter it?" Song Zheng didn't believe in any coincidence.
Master Yanling was stunned. He was not as cunning as Niu Qinglong, but he was not stupid either. He vaguely understood something: "Thank you, Sir, for reminding me. I will go back and check."
With these two things in mind, Master Yanling returned to his courtyard in Taoyuan Secret Realm, and immediately used the homophonic bone charm to contact his chief shopkeeper. After about a cup of tea, the chief shopkeeper's reply came: "Master, this is
Once your yard was renovated, the materials for the main room were all purchased by the guys below from a 'Haibei Trading Company'. I just went to check and the boss behind the trading firm is Niu Qinglong's nephew."
Bang! Master Yanling crushed the tea cup in his hand: "Old slick, too treacherous!"
He immediately understood that this was a trap by his old rival. Maybe Niu Qinglong would come to visit in a few days and pretend to know the secret of Tianquan Stone. His reputation would definitely be affected.
"Bastard!" This kind of thing will not cause any fatal harm to a respected refiner, but it is disgusting. This is Niu Qinglong's own purpose.
He felt happy and grateful for a moment, but luckily Song Zheng saw it first.
Even if it weren't for Song Zheng's final reminder, he still wouldn't have been alert.
Song Zheng separated from Master Yanling and returned to his residence. In the courtyard on the mountain wall, the huge owl was still sleeping soundly. Other monsters in Taoyuan Secret Realm passed by and were accustomed to it, ignoring it and letting it go.
Go to bed.
Song Zheng took a sip of tea, saw that the guy had a headache, and decided to get rid of it, otherwise the loud snoring would be really annoying.
Just as he was about to take action, a voice suddenly asked from the foot of the mountain: "Is this your war beast? It's very powerful and enviable."
"Asshole, who do you think is the war beast!" The owl suddenly sat up, staring down the mountain with its dim eyes filled with frightening bloodshot eyes.
The young monster clan was startled: "Hey, he can still speak human language. It turns out he is a head monster, but it's a bit strange..."
The owl's state was indeed a bit strange, and Song Zheng had already noticed it.
"Boom!" The owl fell heavily to the ground and fell asleep again. Song Zheng shook his head and went down the mountain. The young demon clan said: "I am Ling Hengzhi of the Poxuan Secret Realm, and you are Song Zheng, right?"
He smiled sheepishly and pointed at the owl: "We in the Po Xuan Secret Realm are good at controlling beasts, so... hehe."
Song Zheng asked: "Linghe branch?"
The other party nodded: "The five major secret realms are competing for supremacy. We should join forces to strive for a better ranking. Taoyuan Secret Realm and Poxuan Secret Realm are the closest, and we have always been firm allies."
Song Zheng thought for a while: "Okay."
Ling Hengzhi smiled, looking very clean and happy: "I can't wait to see Hong Tiancheng and the others surprised."
The two secret realms met, and after a night's rest, they headed to the branch of the Linghe River.
There is a void spiritual array leading to the branch of the Linghe River in the secret area of ​​Taoyuan, and only one person can pass through it at a time.
…
The long yellow sand, swept by the west wind, hit the rough gravel on the deep nasolabial wrinkles on the cheeks of a tall, thin old man.
He stood in the yellow sand with his hands folded, and there were several people standing behind him. The older ones were steady, while the younger ones were curious but also had a calm mind. They stood firm in this lonely yellow sand without looking around.
There was no expression on the old man's face, with a serious look on his face.
Suddenly a ring-shaped light pattern appeared on the yellow sand, and someone walked out of it. The old man nodded: "Here we come."
"coming."
Then they stopped talking and waited until the ring light pattern appeared again, and another fat and rich old man came out with a few people. He smiled heartily and proactively hugged the two old men who led the team. After that, the scene
It just became lively.
"It's been thirty years, how are you guys doing?"
The tall and thin old man was obviously not used to it, but the other man laughed and said, "That's great, we can meet again in thirty years."
The fat old man patted the tall and thin man and said, "Hong Qianli, can you stop keeping a straight face all day long and make you unhappy when you see me? Look at how happy people are when they build white flags."
The tall and thin Hong Qianli said calmly: "He is him."
Xiu Baiqi also smiled and said: "He's just like that. He won't show it when he's happy."
Hong Qianli said coldly: "Happy? Let me remind you that we are here to fight for the branches of the Linghe River!"
The fat old man Mo Wulu curled his lips and said: "That is a matter for the younger generation. We have fought for it a long time ago. You lost back then."
The veins on Hong Qianli's forehead jumped a few times before he stepped forward: "If you weren't treacherous..."
Chapter completed!