Fantasy: Let You Be The Patriarch, And You Mass-Produce The Great Emperor?

Mu Shenchuan rubbed his hands excitedly, his eyes filled with ecstasy.

"Hehehe...Nan Fenglie, you are dead this time!" Mu Shenchuan laughed ferociously again and again, the laughter was extremely sharp and resounded around, making people shudder.

Mu Shenchuan quickly calmed down and continued to refine the Medicine Pill to regain his strength. At the same time, he moved the Demon Sect's resources into his own secret room.

"Nan Fenglie, I want to see who laughs last.

"Three four three"

After Mu Shenchuan left, the old man from the Divine Medical Pavilion came to the counter and said to the young woman who was wiping her weapons: "Xiao Yue'er, I just sent away two people who were taken advantage of. They want to buy life-extending pills."

Xiao Yue'er curled her lips and said disdainfully: "Those two idiots are really a waste of time."

"These two people are both high-level officials of the Demon Sect, we can't neglect them," the old man warned.

"Dad, don't you always believe that people should not be judged by their appearance? Why are you speaking for those two idiots again?"

Xiao Yue'er pursed her lips and said dissatisfied.

The old man touched her little head and said: "I'm just kind-hearted. I always feel that those two people don't look like bad people. We can't cheat people unconscionably because others give them money, otherwise we will suffer retribution."

Xiao Yue'er muttered: "Anyway, you have a good relationship with them."

"Alas... Xiao Yue'er, dad is happy to help others." The old man shook his head, and then sighed again.

"Okay, okay, I understand. By the way, Dad, I heard that the Demon Sect will hold an auction recently, can we participate?" Xiao Yue'er asked.

"The Demon Sect holds an auction every ten years, not only Spiritual Herbs, but also Cultivation Technique and Martial Skill." The old man explained.

"Wow! That's great! Dad, please come with me!" Xiao Yue Ba Qiao Yida took the old man's arm.

The old man caressed Xiao Yue'er's hair lovingly and said kindly: "Xiao Yue'er, your mother is still ill. Dad can't leave the hospital for too long. Can we accompany you when she gets better?"

"Oh~~~" Xiao Yue'er responded disappointedly.

"Be good, don't be sad." The old man said softly.

"By the way, Xiao Yue'er, when will your senior brother recover?" the old man asked.

"Senior brother? You mean senior brother Li Hao? He has recovered. It was he who asked me to ask you to help." Xiao Yue'er replied.

"Li Hao asked me to go? Does he know about our Divine Medical Pavilion? Or does he want to use my hand to get rid of Mu Shenchuan?"

The old man frowned slightly and fell into deep thought...

"Senior Brother Li Hao said that Mu Shenchuan's current strength is unfathomable. We cannot fight with him head-on. The only solution now is to avoid the edge temporarily." Xiao Yue'er said.

The old man nodded, and then explained: "I will make you a few bottles of Pulse Condensing Pill first, so that you won't get into trouble outside.

Xiao Yue'er was ecstatic, "Thank you, Dad!"

In the next half month, both Mu Shenchuan and Nan Fenglie suffered losses, and the Righteous Alliance was once at a low point.

During this period, the old miracle doctor took the opportunity to expand the scale of the Miracle Medical Pavilion and acquire more precious medicinal materials.

On the other side, Nan Fenglie sent a large number of strong men to look for traces of the Divine Vein Pill.

But the Divine Meridian Pill seemed to disappear out of thin air, and there was never any news. 2.8 In addition, Nanfeng Lie's forces were also violently suppressed, and many areas were captured, which was horrific.

Not only was Nan Fenglie's power under attack, but the Mu family was also forced to retreat.

All of this was thanks to Nan Feng Lie, and Mu Shenchuan hated Nan Feng Lie.

Mu Shen, while collecting precious immortal weapons, prepared to put them to death. .