My plug-in is a fairy grass

Chapter 448
Pang Junchen's suggestion didn't get a response, only Zhang Guanzhu tapped the back of his finger on the table, turned his eyes up, and looked like he was wandering away.

During these seven days, Zhang Mi received two instructions from the State Palace.

The first time was the second day after the incident, when the State Palace gave only four words of instruction: deal with it seriously!
He thought about it for a long time, but he didn't understand what the state palace meant.For the sake of prudence, he simply downplayed the matter, procrastinating for a while and seeing the direction of the wind.

As a result, yesterday, he received instructions from the state palace again.This time it was a stern reprimand, asking him how many days had passed, why the matter hadn't come to an end, procrastinating, how long do you want to procrastinate!
He suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

And following this reprimand, there was another young man.

This person's surname is Fang and his name is Mo. He is Fang Hong's elder brother, a member of the Fang family in the Purple Mansion of Jingyuan County, and has a four-level cultivation base.

This made him understand that the Fang family had already made a move.

In his heart, there was gradually a tendency.

Especially these days, the main hall has no reaction at all to this matter.

This made him suspect that when Yang Zhen sent the girl surnamed Liu away that day, did she really just protect the girl and did not go to the main hall to find someone?

Maybe, I was worrying too much and overestimated that kid's ability?
So he ordered Pang Junchen to speed up the trial of the case.

As a result, Qian Kun actually died last night.

This made him startled and angry, if he didn't understand who did it, then he would have lived for more than 100 years in vain!

If you want to mess with this guy surnamed Yang, no problem!I can turn a blind eye and close my eyes, but if you do this, you are trying to force me to tie a thread with you!
Why!
Zhang Guanzhu sneered in his heart.

However, if he was asked to veto Pang Junchen's proposal in person, he would not do so.

Why bother to disobey the state palace and offend the Fang family?

After weighing for a long time, he finally made a decision.

"Temporarily take Yang Zhen into custody, treat him well, and don't let him have any accidents!" He stared fiercely at Pang Junchen, not hiding his warning and anger.

He has already considered it, and sent the situation of today's interrogation to the state palace, waiting for the reply from above.

He would rather be scolded than stand up!
Because he knew very well that Yang Zhen was absolutely innocent, and he couldn't stand up for such a thing!
……

Yang Zhen was placed in a courtyard on the back mountain of Junguan.

He was not bound by mana, nor did he wear any shackles, but this courtyard was equipped with isolation formations and confinement formations.

You can't send paper kites outside, and you can't leave the gate of the courtyard.

Apart from him, there is no one else in the courtyard.

Although she was worried, but being arranged in such a place, Yang Zhen couldn't do anything for a while.

He simply drilled into the bluestone space and refined furnace after furnace of pills.

Especially Huiqi Pill, others refine one furnace per hour, and he refines five furnaces of sixty pills per hour, and all of them are of the highest quality.

Sixty, according to Cai Yunjian's price, for every two five spirit stones, that's 150 spirit stones.

After deducting the cost, I made a net profit of one hundred and thirty forty per hour.

If it weren't for the fear of delaying his cultivation, he would be making a lot of money just by refining alchemy every day!

Yang Zhen refined 25 furnaces of Qi Hui Dan in one breath, and when he came out of the space, it was already Haishi.

A visitor came to the yard.

This person looked to be in his 20s, with a handsome appearance and a warm smile on his face.

"Fang Mo has seen Pavilion Master Yang." The visitor arched his hands and said.

"Fang Mo?" Yang Zhen looked at the other party carefully, and found that she was somewhat similar to Fang Hong: "Are you from the Fang family?"

"Yes." Fang Mo took out the folding fan and shook it, looking quite free and easy: "I am the No.12 elder of the Fang family, and I am responsible for some trivial matters in the family."

"Elder Fang Kui Ye came here, what advice do you have?" Yang Zhen looked at this monk who was at least in the middle stage of foundation establishment, secretly vigilant in her heart.

Qian Kun's lessons learned from the past, we have to guard against it.

Fang Mo put away the folding fan, took out four jade boxes from the storage bag, and handed them over.

"I heard that Master Yang is a single spiritual root of the wood system. Senior brother has four boxes of middle-grade wood spirit stones. I would like to help my junior in cultivation. Please accept it."

Yang Zhen sneered in her heart, without looking at the jade box: "Elder Fang has something to say."

"Okay, refreshing!" Fang Mo clapped her palms and said with a smile: "Then we won't hide it anymore. It's just a small matter, and I want to ask Master Yang to agree."

Yang Zhen looked at him indifferently, but didn't answer.

Fang Mo was bored, laughed, and said to herself: "As long as Pavilion Master Yang agrees, what happened that night was a joke you made on purpose with Fang Hong, and these boxes of spirit stones all belong to the younger brother!"

"Do you think I'm so stupid?" Yang Zhen sneered.

"Hey, Master Yang, don't worry, just listen to my analysis. As a curator, your annual salary is at most three hundred spirit stones. These four boxes of wood spirit stones are worth at least 1 spirit stones. It’s equivalent to your income for 40 years!”

"As long as you admit it, senior brother hereby guarantee that our Fang family will never pursue this matter again. After all, this matter is only as big as it is, but it is a trivial matter!"

"What about Qian Kun? It's a life." Yang Zhen asked.

"This is also very simple. Qian Kun is a casual cultivator from a small family, so just give his family some money. As long as the sufferer doesn't pursue it, this matter is nothing!"

Seeing him deal with a human life so lightly, Yang Zhen became even more disgusted, and immediately stood up:

"Elder Fang, please go back, I'm not interested in your proposal!"

"Hey, don't be so impulsive!" Fang Mo gritted her teeth, and took out something from her arms with some reluctance:
"This is a foundation-building pill. With this elixir and those spirit stones just now, junior brother no longer has to worry about advancing to foundation-building. We monks, what is the purpose of working hard, and it's not for cultivating resources!"

"roll!"

……

Yang Zhen stayed in this yard for five days.

On this day, he was finally called out.

There were two people standing outside the door, one was Pang Junchen, and the other he had never seen before, but his aura was three points stronger than Pang Junchen's, at least he was a person on the eighth or ninth floor of the foundation.

"Master Yang," Pang Junchen said while holding something in his hand, "According to the rules, today's interrogation needs to seal the spiritual energy. Please cooperate with Master Yang, don't make mistakes!"

After speaking, he handed the handcuff-like thing to Yang Zhen.

This is the spirit lock buckle, which has the function of sealing the meridians of the whole body. When a monk wears this thing, he cannot use his magic power, just like ordinary people.

Yang Zhen looked at the two of them, knowing that at this time, if he resisted, it would be a big mistake no matter whether he was justified or not.

Besides, he didn't have the ability to escape from the two late stage Foundation Establishment.

Feeling more and more wondering what Dou Xichang was doing, he stretched out his hands and let the lock lock hold him.

Secretly mobilized the spiritual power of the whole body, and found that the meridians were stagnant and the magic power was not flowing smoothly.

The situation is not good!
(End of this chapter)