Under one person: Get the Beiming magic skill at the beginning

The most important thing is that there are still people who are receiving Mo Wen's treatment, which is equivalent to their Heavenly Master Mansion jumping in the middle of the line and adding one more.

This can be seen.

Mo Wen is willing to agree to what kind of affection they have.

How could they not be grateful?

"Really Lingyu also has two Taoist priests, there is no need to be like this, it is not certain whether I can heal Senior Tian, ​​I will do my best."

Mo Wen said politely.

"That's enough, and Lingyu will definitely repay the Palace Master afterwards." Zhang Lingyu said seriously.

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Chapter 97 Ask the Wang family to send the king together, and get the first half of "Juling Dispatch"

Mo Wen made an agreement with Zhang Lingyu.

One month later, at Luo Tian Dajiao, he will go to Longhu Mountain to help treat the master's younger brother.

After Zhang Lingyu solemnly thanked her, she offered to leave.

Because he still has work to do.

"Go slowly, Master Lingyu."

Several people bid farewell, Zhang Lingyu left Tianxia Group with his two nephews.

On the road.

Zhang Lingyu, who has a delicate and handsome appearance, long silver-white hair, and a refined temperament, attracts the attention of the opposite sex all the time.

But Zhang Lingyu turned a blind eye.

The same is true for the two Taoist priests who followed.

"Uncle Lingyu, do you think Palace Master Mo can do it? After all, Master Tian has been there for so many years..."

The Taoist priest wearing sunglasses was a little worried.

Zhang Lingyu didn't look back, she kept her eyes level and kept walking.

"Whether it works or not, it's always right to try."

"Besides, Dianzhu Mo has successfully cured him three times, so there's no reason why Master Tian can't."

"If Uncle Tian's internal meridians can be repaired, even if he only performs a limited exercise, it will be a hundred times better than it is now."

The other Jiyun Daoist nodded.

"Uncle Lingyu is right."

"Let's go and visit the next one."

"But uncle, why don't we find Zhang Chulan first?"

"Wait until the surrounding areas are visited one by one, and then go to him at the end."

"Uh... yes, Uncle Master."

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Tianxia Group, office.

"I didn't expect that the Tianshi Mansion would hold the Luotian Dajiao, and would allow strangers from other sects to participate."

Feng Shayan crossed her arms, a little confused: "Aren't they worried that the position of celestial master will be taken away by others?"

"Haha, Shayan won't."

Feng Zhenghao said with a smile: "This time Luo Tian Dajiao, even if someone from the Heavenly Master's Mansion does not win the championship, he will definitely not inherit the position of the Heavenly Master."

"I think the old master should have other plans."

Because the time is too short and there is a lack of information, it is impossible to make a judgment.

But what Feng Zhenghao can be sure of is that the purpose of holding this Luo Tian Dajiao must not be simple.

Even without any motivation, it is impossible for the position of Heavenly Master to be inherited by other sects.

Mo Wen did know that this sacrificial event was specially organized for Zhang Chulan by the old celestial master Zhang Zhiwei, just to save the grandson of his junior brother Zhang Huaiyi.

But it's not that simple to do this.

Feng Shayan glanced at Mo Wen and her father, shook her head and said, "Forget it, anyway, this matter has nothing to do with me, I'm going to take a shower, you guys talk."

After speaking, he left the office.

How could she not see that Mo Wen had something to discuss with his father.

So he sensibly gave up the venue to the two of them.

After Feng Shayan's footsteps went away.

Feng Zhenghao looked at Mo Wen: "As far as I know, today's master's younger brother is called Tian Jinzhong. When he went out several decades ago, his hands and feet were chopped off, and his meridians were all destroyed."

"If you can cure Old Senior Tian, ​​not only Longhushan, but even the old Heavenly Master will owe you a favor, which can be said to be extremely beneficial to your future development."

Speaking of this, Feng Zhenghao looked at him thoughtfully: "It stands to reason that the sooner this matter should be carried out, the better. Why are you planning to delay it for a month, Mo Wen?"

Mo Wen smiled slightly, "Didn't I say that repairing the meridians consumes a lot of energy for me, so naturally I need to make some preparations."

Feng Zhenghao asked calmly: "You really can only heal one person at a time?"

"It's absolutely true, and every time I finish the treatment, I have to recover for a while."

Mo Wen's expression was sincere, and anyone who saw it would believe it.

But Feng Zhenghao smiled, "So that's how it is."

"exactly."

Mo Wen nodded with a serious expression, and then changed the topic, "Uncle Feng, I heard that Xingtong and Wang Bing started a company together?"

"Well, practice your hands for the two little guys."

Feng Zhenghao looked at the young man in front of him, and guessed that the other party must have some thoughts.

Mo Wen smiled and said, "The Wang family has been trying to figure out how to heal Wang Bing's meridian. You told the Wang family that you paid a huge price for me to agree to heal Wang Bing."

Hearing this, Feng Zhenghao was surprised.

"You want to treat the king, why?"

"I want to give the Wang family a 'gift', and it will definitely surprise them at critical moments."

Mo Wen didn't explain, but he smiled.

But Feng Zhenghao felt the meaning of it.

Although he didn't know what backhand Mo Wen could leave behind, since he invited Mo Wen to cooperate with the Wang family.

Naturally, Mo Wen would be believed.

"Okay, I'll call the Wang family. As for the treatment location, it must be here."

Feng Zhenghao agreed and said with a light smile.

"Uncle Feng understands me."

Mo Wen gave a thumbs up. If he was inside the Wang family, it would be inconvenient for him to leave behind.

Even if you stay, there is a high possibility that you will be discovered.

But it would be different in Feng Zhenghao's place.

At least it's not the Wang family's home court, and it's not easy to be noticed when doing anything.

"No wonder everyone says that your Martial God Temple is extremely efficient. It can be called a mercenary army in the Inhuman World. It turns out that you led it."

Feng Zhenghao walked up to Mo Wen, and said with a smile: "I entrusted you last night, and today you start planning to do it. If that's the case, I can't be stingy."

He took out a palm-sized delicate book wrapped in a black leather case from his pocket, and placed it on the table in front of Mo Wen.

"This is the reward for the entrustment, the first half of the general sent by Juling."

One of the Eight Miraculous Skills, it has the highest level of control over the spirit body, and can be used by all witches, horse immortals, shamans, etc.

Just like that, Feng Zhenghao put him in front of Mo Wen.

Mo Wen glanced at the small black book, raised his eyebrows and joked, "Leave the commission to me if it's not completed, Uncle Feng, isn't it afraid that I'll run away with it?"

Feng Zhenghao laughed, "That can only be blamed on my ignorance, can't I?"

Both of them knew it was just a joke.

Because they have a common ground.

This is also the reason why Feng Zhenghao gave Mo Wen "Ju Ling Dispatch" now.

"Okay, then I will accept the commission fee in advance."

Mo Wen put the small black notebook into his pocket, then stood up and said, "Uncle Feng, you are busy, I'm going to practice the legendary eight unique skills."

"So anxious, okay, if you don't understand anything, you can ask me."

Feng Zhenghao was a little surprised and Mo Wen hurried, but he didn't say anything.

At this moment, his cell phone rang.

"Okay, I'm leaving."

Mo Wen waved his hand, walked out of Feng Zhenghao's office, and closed the door.

But before closing it, he heard Feng Zhenghao say to the phone: "Jia Zhengyu?"

"The genius of Jia Village?"

"I seem to have heard of it in the past two years, um, let him come."

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Chapter 98: Wang Ai's Self-Confidence