"Don't pay attention to them. As long as Lin Yuantang doesn't object, those two old guys will have no choice. Just drag it. Anyway, it's only been more than half a month, and they have to surrender until the end.
If we really took Shangqing Order to Zhengyang Dao Mansion, we would have lost our reputation when we spread it out. Even if those two old guys have selfish intentions, no matter how much Lin Yuantang is mixed with the clique, he would not be able to look at Qingyuan Dao.
You're ridiculed by someone like this." Su Guang said confidently.
He didn't know that Lin Yuantang had already started to close his death, and he decided that the two old guys would not die without discussing a result.
Of course, if the two old guys still fail to make a decision until the last moment before the Qingyuan Dao Pool is opened, Lin Yuantang may not be able to keep his death.
In short, Gu Fenghua has the Shangqing Ling in hand, Su Guang doesn’t have to worry.
"Then I'll feel relieved." Gu Fenghua relaxed and asked curiously, "For my lifetime senior, have you owed Lord Fu Jun any money?"
I wanted to ask about this yesterday, but I didn’t have the chance to speak. Today, when I saw Lin Yuantang, she was curious again.
"It should, maybe, maybe, not." Su Guang's expression changed slightly, and he said uncertainly, obviously a little nervous.
Although he doesn't remember whether he had any debt transactions with Lord Fujun, judging from the loan notes yesterday, the higher his status, the more he borrows.
He owed tens of thousands of Taoist spirit stones from the two masters of the Mansion. If he really borrowed money from Lord Fujun, how much should he owed him?
"You don't remember it yourself?" Gu Fenghua looked at Su Guang with a strange look.
It turns out that there are too many lice, no itch, no worries about debt, he can't even remember how much money he has borrowed.
"I don't remember, but he didn't mention it just now. I think I probably haven't borrowed it." Su Guang said comfortingly.
"Maybe I'm embarrassed to mention it in front of the guests, maybe I'm just concerned about mixing it, and there's no time to mention it?" Gu Fenghua said.
It’s not that I want to pour cold water on him, but I just don’t want to see him deceive myself. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
After all, Lin Yuantang is different from those two mansions. He is a moral man. How could he mention such a big shame in front of a distinguished guest? Wouldn’t that embarrass the guest?
"What you said seems to make some sense. Let's go quickly." Su Guang's face became increasingly ugly. Finally, he accelerated his pace and ran towards his yard like running for life.
Neither of them noticed, and several pairs of eyes were quietly paying attention to them in the distance. When they saw them leaving the meeting hall, the few exchanged their eyes and left quickly.
Finally leaving the meeting hall, Su Guang took a breath and slowed down.
"Su Gongfeng, I read "Tianlu" last night, which records a lot of alchemy recipes. It just so happened that I have some experience in alchemy techniques. I want to try to refine some Taoist elixirs, but I don't know the alchemy technique of the supreme heaven.
How is it different from other planes?" Gu Fenghua asked.
The content recorded in "Tianlu" is extremely complicated, not only involving the customs and practice methods of major star fields, the lives and stories of powerful people in various fields, but also various alchemy magical and magical formations.
Gu Fenghua was worried that the emperor-grade holy pill he had refined had gradually not kept up with the improvement of his cultivation. He was very happy after seeing it and was preparing to refine a few furnaces of Taoist pills to try.