Tian Yuan Xian Ji

Chapter 501 Spiritual Liquid
Tangning said, "How many spirit stones are left in last year's budget?"

Wei Xiandao: "There are still [-] spirit stones, all of which have been distributed."

Lu Guangdao: "According to the previously agreed distribution plan, Junior Brother Wei will account for [-]% of the extra funds for spirit stones. Excluding my share and your share, the rest will be shared equally."

Tangning nodded, "Where is the share of the property outside our sect's sect? Isn't it time to talk about it? The new year just passed."

As soon as these words came out, the room fell into silence for a while.

Wei Xian glanced at Lu Guang, saw him nodding slightly, and said, "Our department has a total of six external properties, Qingxiao Building in the southeast of Jiangdong, and Xiangshan Jianfang in the northeastern part of Jiangxi."

"And a shop in Pingjinjianfang and Wanyanshan in the southeast of South China."

"There are also Wanxiufang and Qianyuan Shops in the south of Beiyuan."

"Each industry gives us five thousand spirit stones every year, a total of thirty thousand spirit stones."

Lu Guangdao: "Originally we had some industries in Qinchuan, Longyou, Beiyuan, and western South China. Since the Demon Sect occupied these places, those attics, gambling houses, and shops no longer pay us spiritual stones."

Tangning didn't ask about the cost of the Lingshi. He made it clear earlier that he just wanted to know about the department's finances and didn't intend to intervene. It's not the right time to propose a reform plan.

The three chatted for a while about the department's financial matters, and then dispersed.

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Time flies, and years pass by in a hurry.

On Middle Finger Peak, inside the cave, Tangning looked at Feng Mussel who was spouting crystal tears, and was overjoyed.

I saw more than a dozen crystal clear branches growing on the stone shell covered with simple vicissitudes, one of which was three feet long, and a black and white clam shell grew on the top, which was very beautiful.

When the clam shell is opened and closed, a drop of water the size of a bead will be squeezed out. The water drop is funnel-shaped, crystal-like in color, crystal-clear and translucent, like an ice sculpture, and also like human tears.

Tang Ning hadn't closed his eyes for ten days, and finally waited for the moment when the clam spit out a bead. Seeing the black and white clam opening and closing, a drop of crystal tear was squeezed out. He hurriedly caught it with both hands, fearing that it would fall to the ground. , stained with dust.

The crystal tears fell between his palms and immediately turned into a puddle of water, which contained extremely pure spiritual power, which was purer than anything he had seen before.

Tangning was reluctant to waste this hard-won drop of spiritual liquid, and wiped the water stains in her palms on her eyes. In an instant, she felt a gust of cool air penetrate her heart, like a heavy rain washing on the muddy skin. , indescribably refreshed.

Especially between the eyes, there is an unprecedented refreshing and bright feeling, as if you can see the sun through the clouds, and the stones will come out when the water falls.

Such as breaking through the golden shackles and tearing apart the jade locks.

Tangning closed her eyes and savored carefully.

After a long time, he opened his eyes, and what he saw became brighter.

The tiny gaps between the surrounding stone walls that he didn't pay attention to before were fully seen by him, and the patterns of the leaves on the black vine trees appeared clearly in his eyes.

In his eyes, those small and hard-to-see subtle things seemed to be magnified several times.

Tangning was overjoyed, she never expected that just a drop of spiritual liquid could have such an effect, it really deserves to be called a rare treasure.

This thing and the little white snake are sealed together in the ancient ruins in Jingbei. Logically speaking, its importance is not lower than that of the little white snake. I don't know what effect this spiritual liquid can have.

Tang Ning believes that this thing is not just as simple as clear eyesight. If she washes her eyes with this spiritual liquid every day, what effect will it have in the long run?
Thinking of this, he immediately couldn't wait, wishing that the years would pass by with a snap of his fingers.

On the crystal clear branch, after the Feng clam spit out a drop of crystal tears, it closed tightly, and refused to spit out the spiritual liquid again.

One night passed in the blink of an eye, and the next day was at this hour again, when the clam opened and closed again, and spit out another drop of crystal liquid.

Tangning didn't hold it in her hands this time, but took out a black bottle and filled it with the spiritual liquid.

After that, Feng Mum would spit out a drop of psychic liquid every day, until [-] days later, Feng Mum squeezed out a drop of crystal tears between opening and closing as usual, and Tang Ning put it into the small bottle.

Then there was only a sound of "pong", and the white and white clam shells fell from the black wooden branch.

Tangning was slightly startled, how could this clam shell fall for no reason?
He put away the vial, picked up the shells that fell on the ground, and inspected them carefully, but found no signs of damage.

After thinking about it for a while, he forcibly broke open the clamshell, but saw that a crystal bead that was originally crystal clear and the size of a pearl had disappeared.

Tang Ning still remembered that when the clam opened and closed for the first time, he saw a crystal bead inside, but it had disappeared now. Could it be that the crystal liquid was actually transformed by that crystal bead?
For thirty days and nights, the crystal beads melted, so the shells fell?

In this way, the clam shell can only survive for thirty days and spit out thirty drops of spiritual liquid.

Judging from the current situation, only one clam will grow on one branch, and there are more than ten or five black branches in total, which means that a pot of fairy mother-of-pearl can only spit out four hundred and fifty drops of crystal liquid at most.

Even a palm-sized bottle can't be filled, which is too little.

I just don’t know if this clam will regenerate in the future, if it can be regenerated, it will take a long time, but it’s okay, if it can’t be regenerated, I’m afraid it’s impossible to rely on this bottle of spiritual liquid that can’t be reached by palm. Doesn't do much.

While Tangning was deep in thought, the storage bag on her waist suddenly trembled.

He flipped his left hand, took out the formation plate, pointed at it, took the talisman floating in the thick fog into his hand, injected his spiritual consciousness into it, and a thick male voice sounded, it was Zhang Zhengyang, a disciple of the Xuande Palace's Staff Department.

Tangning was a little puzzled, wondering why Zhang Zhengyang suddenly found her.

He put away the fairy mother-of-pearl clam, fiddled with it slightly on the formation plate.

Outside the cave, a man with a round face saw the thick fog clearing away. He entered the inner room with a flash, and went to the assistant room to see Tangning and bowed to salute, "Disciple Zhang Zhengyang pays respects to Master Tang."

"What's the matter?" Tangning asked.

"Disciple is ordered by my teacher to invite Master Tang to come over to the mansion for a briefing. Don't refuse."

"Who is the respected teacher?"

"Master Fang Xiaoyuan."

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Fang. I didn't know that Senior Brother Fang ordered you to invite me late at night. What's the matter? Is it what Master Luo meant?" Tangning asked. This Fang Xiaoyuan is Luo Qingshui's first apprentice, and he is currently the deacon of the Xuande Hall's Staff Department.

"I don't know, the master just said that Master Tang was invited to come over to discuss important matters."

"Alright!" Tangning stood up and walked out of the cave together with him.

Zhang Zhengyang said: "Master Tang please go first, and I will invite other master uncles."

Tangning didn't say much, and turned into a ray of light and flew away. After a short walk, she came to a cave, and waved the talisman into the inner room.

Not long after, the thick fog billowed, and a ray of light flashed out from inside, revealing the figure of a tall and broad man, it was Luo Qingshui's second disciple Yang Chang, who was currently working in the transfer department of Qingxuan Palace.

"Senior brother Tang, please come in quickly." Yang Changji said.

The two entered together, and Tangning asked, "Senior Brother Fang has always lived in seclusion and only focused on his practice. Today, he suddenly called Tang here. I don't know what's important?"

Yang Chang said: "This is not a place to talk, Brother Tang, let's go inside first, and you will know when the time comes."

Seeing him like this, Tang Ning was a little suspicious, but she didn't ask any more questions. The two walked to a spacious hall, but saw several people sitting in the room. The chief seat was a burly man with a leopard head and ape arms. A man with gray temples.

It was Luo Qingshui's first apprentice, Fang Xiaoyuan, the deacon of the staff department.

There were five or six men sitting on both sides, and they were Ma Ningyuan, the deacon of the Xuande Palace Supervision Department.

Xuande Hall, Department of Prisons, Deacon Kong Min.

Xuande Hall, Town House Department, Inspector Liu Yuan.

Xuande Hall, Palm Printing Department, deacon Sun Chaoyang.

Xue Jing, the deacon of the Security Department of the Precepts and Secrets Academy.

Including him, the seven present are deacons or inspectors who hold great power in various departments.

Seeing this, Tang Ning was also a little surprised. Fang Xiaoyuan invited so many people here for an obvious purpose. He vaguely guessed the reason for this banquet.

Everyone nodded to him, and Tangning returned the salute one by one.

"Junior brother Tang is here, please sit down quickly." Fang Xiaoyuan said with a smile on his face.

Tang Ning sat down next to Xue Jing, the deacon of the security department, and there was a desk in front of the stone benches, with some fruit and wine on it.

After Fang Xiaoyuan greeted him to take his seat, he didn't say any more, and everyone sat upright without saying a word.

Not long after, footsteps sounded outside, and a man with a tiger's body and a hunchback walked into the hall. It was Jia Liang, Inspector of the Mountain Guard Division of the Foreign Ministry.

Everyone nodded to him, Fang Xiaoyuan also greeted him to be seated, and Jia Liang sat down opposite Tangning.

As time went by, several people came to the hall one after another.

They are Qingxuan Palace, Ren Tiao Department, and Inspector Xu Yuan.

Qingxuan Palace, Audit Department, Deacon Cheng Jianfeng.

Yuan Yi Dian, Outer Imperial Department, Deacon Zhang Yu.

Yuanyi Palace, Yuanzi Department, Inspector Xun Tiancheng.

Inspector Xie Baoxuan, Department of Medicinal Medicine, Department of Internal Affairs.

Duan Xuan, the deacon of the Array and Banner Division of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Department of Communications, Deacon Ge Yunhui.

Everyone sat down one after another, a total of fifteen people.

There are five departments under the Third Palace of Xuanmen, six departments under the Third Academy, plus the department directly under the Precepts and Secrets Academy, the department directly under the Academy of Internal Affairs, the department directly under the Academy of Foreign Affairs, and the head of Zhili. There are a total of thirty-seven departments and departments. The operation of the entire sect , all fell into the hands of the thirty-seven ministries and departments.

The actual power holders of each department, including deacons and inspectors, totaled about [-] people, and in this hall, there were only [-] people gathered.

There is no doubt that the people who can be invited here are all from Luo Qingshui's family.

Fang Xiaoyuan raised his wine glass and said: "Everyone is here, thank you brothers and sisters for taking the time to come to the humble house and make my small temple flourish. Please drink this cup together."

After he finished speaking, he drank it all in one gulp, and everyone also raised their glasses and drank it all.

Fang Xiaoyuan poured another glass of wine and said: "All senior brothers are people who are valued and trusted by the master. There are no outsiders here, so I will get straight to the point. I invite you to come here today. I really have something to ask for your help."

(End of this chapter)