Sword Immortal, she convinces people with reason

Chapter 262 Change the door
Hearing Master Qingming's words, Tanxiao lowered his face, gave him a warning look, and said, "Master Qingming, be careful with your words."

Chi Wulan frowned slightly, a pair of beautiful eyes swept across Qing Ming's body, and a sneer leaked from the corner of his lips.

This guy Qingming really obeyed what the fourth junior brother said, "the head grows in the crotch".

Real person Qingming was refuted, and caught the sarcasm in Wulan's smile, and said without hesitation: "Talking about the real person, is it possible that he also fell in love with this woman? If so, I can't win the favor of others." Alright, let's talk about real people!"

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Tan Xiao paused for a while, his eyes swept over Mu Weirui's calm face, and he didn't speak.

But Mu Weirui was not surprised, bowed his hands to everyone with a calm expression, and said, "Thank you for your understanding! According to the customs of Si'an County, the dead have to pay homage for seven days before they can put an end to human affairs and return to their souls." Heaven and Earth. After seven days, please come to Si'an County to discuss with me about the Soul-fixing Pill!"

Bei Minghuan and Luan Song also understood, and they were waiting for the answer, but they heard Qingming Daoist said in a strange way: "After seven days, the shop of Wuhai elixir will probably change its doors! When the time comes, what the shopkeeper, a mere mortal girl, will say Can you count?"

Talking and laughing couldn't bear it any longer, and said in a cold voice: "That's right, after seven days, the elixir of no suffering will indeed change its family!"

Seeing Mu Weirui looking over in astonishment, his heart moved, and he said, "Changed to 'Weirui Panacea'."

Tan Xiaoben was only in charge of the spiritual plants and alchemy medicines in the [-]-acre spiritual field, leaving the management and operation of the elixir shop, and Mu Weirui was the sole agent.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his idea was good. After all, it was the ancestors of the Mu family who first suggested the establishment of the elixir shop.

"What?" Daoist Qingming said in disbelief, "How could the Wuhai elixir shop established by Daoist Wuhai fall into the hands of mortals who have no relatives or relatives?"

In the eyes of Daoist Qingming, even if the disciples of the Guiyi faction want to seize the elixir, it is more acceptable than an ordinary woman becoming the owner of the elixir shop!

Mu Jinge endured and endured, and then said in a voice that everyone could hear clearly: "My sister and my boss have been inseparable for 50 years, why are they not related?"

How sad should my sister be when my boss passed away?

If she can't think about it, who will compensate her for a sister?
If the elixir shop founded by the boss is bound, my sister may be able to let go of the boss as soon as possible, cheer up, and maybe find a second spring!

"Jing'e!" Mu Weirui had expected it, and hurriedly held back her younger sister, lest she would make mistakes if she talked too much, and ruin the master's plan.

This matter is beneficial and harmless, and she has no reason to refuse.

Master Qingming glanced at Mu Jing'e, and thoughtfully said: "It turns out that shopkeeper Mu has already joined the Guiyi faction, it's really a good way!"

Tan Xiao frowned, impatiently made up a reason, and said: "Before the tasting meeting, Fellow Daoist Wuyou had a feeling in his heart, and he had already entrusted the Wuban elixir shop to my care."

After all, he exploded with momentum and rushed towards Daoist Qingming, feeling full of oppression, "Fellow Daoist Qingming, do you have an opinion?"

Master Qingming was suppressed by that momentum, like being splashed with a bucket of ice water in the cold winter months, and couldn't help but shut his mouth angrily.

Of course he has an opinion, things that have no owner should be put on the bright side, and the nine sects decide their ownership!
But I'm just a small law cultivator in the early stage of refining the void, so what if I have opinions in front of the sword cultivator in the Mahayana stage?

Tan Xiao saw that he was silent, turned to Tianyan Sword Sect and Wuyun Sect, and asked, "Little friend Bei, fellow Daoist Luan, do you have any opinions?"

Neither Bei Minghuan nor Luan Song dared to look at each other, they bowed their heads and clapped their hands together and said, "Don't dare, dare not!"

Talking and laughing like a bully bullying others, he raised his chin to Wu Zhongling, the genius of Tingfeng Pavilion, and asked, "Tingfeng Pavilion, how about you?"

"You don't dare." Wu Zhongling bowed his head, and said through gritted teeth, "It's just...the Immortal Soul Pill was refined by a real person without trouble. Now that there is no alchemist, why is there any need to discuss it after seven days?"

Talking and laughing meaningfully, he said with a meaningful smile: "Why do you, as the king, agree to the real Wubai to take care of Wubai's elixir?"

The phantom puppet's self-explosion was unexpected, and while talking and laughing, he suddenly thought that only in the hands of a Mahayana cultivator, the Immobilizing Soul Pill, could make the nine major sects afraid, and thus have a comprehensive store of spirit protection medicines.

As a result, everyone naturally did not dare to turn their minds on Mu Weirui's head.

But Wu Zhongling suddenly raised his head, and murmured in disbelief: "Could it be...the formula of Immortality Pill?"

Will the real person without trouble give up the Gushun Pill recipe so easily?

Or did it mean that the Mahayana monks of the Guiyi faction talked and laughed, threatened and lured, and used all means to coax the real Wuhua into handing over the pill?
He stopped talking and laughing, and said directly: "That's right, I have the Immortality Pill. I promised Wuyou Sanren to take care of the elixir shop for him."

Hearing the two people's words, Lin Yige suddenly thought of the news provided by Shang Wubing, and interjected: "I heard that Elder Qin Wangyun came to the tasting meeting, he was ordered by Daoist Taixu!"

Daoist Taixu, whose full name is Bu Taixu, is the Supreme Elder of Tingfeng Pavilion, with a late stage Mahayana cultivation.

He is more than two thousand years older than Fengqing, but his strength is not as good.

But a monk with such strength is quite a threat to the second senior brother in the early Mahayana period.

However, if Bu Taixu wants to break through the bottleneck again and ascend to immortality, he needs immeasurable resources.

If you control Daoist Wuha, the problem of cultivation resources will be solved naturally.

After thinking about it with a smile, he said: "Whether this matter is related to Bu Taixu or not, it will not affect my refining of the Soul-fixing Pill."

Mu Weirui echoed ambiguously: "Tan Zhenren is right, you can rest assured about the refining of the Soul-fixing Pill."

As soon as the words fell, two figures fell together among the ruined walls, billowing dust and smoke, which took a long time to calm down.

It turned out that Zhong Shu, the Buddhist disciple of Kongjue Temple, and Tianjiao, the leader of the list, had no regrets and returned to the City Lord's Mansion together.

But at this moment, Shi Wuhui seemed to have been tossing and turning on the ground for a long time, with a disheveled face. Shi Zhongshu, who he supported, had a face like gold paper and air like a gossamer, as if he could re-enter reincarnation at any time, long gone. Peaceful and tidy.

Wuhui raised his palm with one hand, saluted, and then said: "Everyone, my first uncle saw a monk in the city lord's mansion blew himself up, and he blessed the six-character Daming mantra array before the formation in the city lord's mansion was destroyed. The people in the city are safe and sound."

However, Shi Zhongshu, with his initial stage of refining the void, was a bit overwhelmed when he cast the magic circle that could only be formed by six people alone.

Mu Weirui hurriedly bowed his hands to the Buddha, and praised: "Master Zhongshu's move is truly immeasurable merit!"

Neither sad nor happy, Shi Zhongshu returned the salute, then held a string of rosary beads and began to close his eyes and meditate.

After Mu Weirui explained the ins and outs of the matter in detail, she didn't get any feedback.

Tan Xiao took the opportunity to ask: "I don't know Zhongshu, what do you think about the renaming of 'Wuhaing Panacea' to 'Wei Rui Panacea'?"

Shi Zhongshu didn't even open his eyes, and said, "It's all the same."

　One more today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)