Chapter 959: Call of the City Lord

The Spirit Pill Workshop is on fire, completely on fire.

The quality of the elixir is excellent, and the price is 10% lower than the market price. Moreover, there are only ten alchemists in the city, and their level...not very good.

Even if the quality of the elixir refined by Ouyang Ming is equal to that of others, it will attract the attention of countless people. What's more, in the elixir he refined, there is a trace of inexplicable vitality, which makes the quality of the elixir even better.

Therefore, it is reasonable that this elixir shop is in such a mess.

On this day, an old man dressed in fine clothes stepped in, his hair was grey, but combed meticulously.

Seeing him from a distance gives people a sense of majesty, and just one glance makes people know that he is in a high position.

Ouyang Ming's eyes were fixed, and he thought in his heart, the one who should come is still here, Fang Ming was just a small shrimp who took the lead, and the one who came now is the right one.

Reining in his thoughts, he took the initiative to greet him, with a smile on his face, he said, "Senior, what do you want?"

The old man in Chinese clothes pursed his lips, the wrinkles on his face squeezed together, and said in a deep voice: "Take out the best medicine in your store, the best, not the worst." He emphasized again.

Hearing these words, Ouyang Ming's eyes became brighter.

Gently took down a bottle of Guyuan Pill, and introduced: "Senior, this is Guyuan Pill, which has the effect of strengthening the foundation and cultivating the vitality, what do you think?"

The old man in Chinese clothes frowned, and then asked: "Is this the best? I heard that you have a life-prolonging elixir here, do you have it or not?"

"Well, there is, but the price is very high." Ouyang Ming nodded in response, turned his wrist, and took out the Yishou Dan.

The voice was not loud, and the words were straightforward, shaking the eardrums of the old man in fine clothes, and making him ecstatic, but his face did not reveal the slightest, he nodded slightly calmly, and raised his hand to receive it.

Remove the cork and pour out a elixir, a strong scent of fragrance reverberates.

The old man took a deep breath, squinted his eyes for a moment, nodded and said, "Well, the quality is good, how many spirit stones?"

"A bottle of five hundred spirit stones, there are three in a bottle." Ouyang Ming replied with a smile.

The old man in Chinese clothes nodded slightly and left without saying a word. After paying the money readily, he left.

Ou Yangming looked at his back and thought to himself, the next thing to do is to wait. After doing so much, isn't it just to get in touch with people of this level? The Great Ruins are really too big, and he still can't figure out where the fragmentary map he got from Ling Yue is. As for the iconic scenery seen on the murals of the ancient pagoda, he doesn't even have a clue.

The City Lord's Mansion, in the center of the ancient city, guards all directions.

Outside the gate stood two stone lions seven or eight feet high, glaring at the sky.

There are many pavilions in the mansion, the ancient roads are winding, and the small river is gurgling. Although it is stained with a touch of gray, it is full of charm.

The old man in Chinese clothes came to the secret room along the ancient road, and said in a very respectful voice, "City Lord, the elixir has been brought back."

"Well, come in!" The voice was hoarse, coming from the secret room.

"Yes!" The old man stepped forward, waved his sleeve lightly,

Into the secret room.

What kind of old man is this? He is wearing a robe, his body is emaciated, almost only skin and bones are left, and most of the white hair on the top of his head has lost most of his head. This state is only slightly better than that of the ancestors of the Wang family in Huixun City. If there is no accident, within thirty years, they will fall completely. Thirty years, for monks who have stepped into the Venerable, this time is just a snap of the fingers.

The old man in Chinese clothes took out the Longevity Pill from his bosom and handed it over.

Jiang Caijin raised his hand to take it, felt it for a moment with his spiritual power, sniffed it, and said dryly: "There are indeed some skills, no wonder it has become the leading pill shop in the city in such a short period of time, and There is indeed a ray of life in this pill."

"Then I'll arrange it right away!" Jiang Yuping said in a respectful voice, lowering his head.

"Wait..." Jiang Caijin waved his hand, and then said, "Yu Ping, tell me all the details of your meeting, and don't miss anything."

Hearing this, Jiang Yuping immediately turned around and recalled the specific details. The memory of the cultivator is very outstanding. Soon, he will naturally be able to completely restore the entire picture.

"You mean, he came up to meet him as soon as he saw him?" Jiang Caijin gently stroked his beard with his fingers.

"Well, there's nothing strange about it. It's normal for a store to greet customers as soon as they see them." Jiang Yuping said softly.

Jiang Caijin's eyes were full of contemplation, and he didn't speak. He always felt that the alchemist had other thoughts in his heart.

The Jiang family is extremely powerful in the Great Ruins, ranking among the top six, with a sphere of influence that spans thousands of miles. The totem is a black dragon, together with the Ji family whose totem is a blood dragon, and the Meng family whose totem is a green dragon, they are collectively called the Three Dragons. Because there is a faint dragon blood in their blood. Of course, the power of a blood is very weak, but it is such a blood that makes their combat power much higher than that of ordinary monks.

The secret room fell silent for a while.

Only then did Jiang Caijin ask: "It has been hundreds of years since I came here to guard this city?"

"Yeah, as time goes by, I'm getting old." Jiang Yuping replied respectfully.

Jiang Caijin tapped the stone with his fingers, and after a while, he said in a deep voice, "Bring that alchemist to me tomorrow, and see if there is a chance to continue his life."

Jiang Yuping's throat moved slightly, but he hesitated to speak.

"Just say what you want, don't talk to your mother-in-law." Jiang Caijin growled softly.

Jiang Yuping gritted his teeth and lowered his voice very low: "City Lord, in your current... in this state, you should go back to Jiang's house!"

Jiang Caijin looked at the flickering candles in the secret room, breathed out a foul breath, and said, "I'm old, I can't go back..."

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The next day, the morning light just broke, and the gray sun shone down.

Jiang Yuping walked in front, and behind him were four novice spiritual monks carrying an extremely gorgeous sedan chair, which was covered with the most exquisite and delicate carvings, and many monks followed him to watch.

Before coming to Changshou Lane and Danyaofang, spiritual power was contained in the voice, resounding in all directions: "Master Yu, the city lord welcomes you."

The sound was like a storm, sweeping away in all directions. The cultivators queuing up outside the pill workshop to buy pills had a thought in their minds: "How far has the master of this pill workshop reached in terms of grass and trees? How could the city lord invite him personally! You know, the city lord But my lord, for so many years, I have never specially invited any monk, which is really shocking."

Ouyang Ming was ready a long time ago and gave Xiaoman a command.

The aura of his body was condensed, and he became taller, and a mountain-like feeling surged out.

With a quick step, he came to Changshou Lane, cupped his fists slightly and said, "My servant, Yu Tianrui, I don't know how to call you senior."

"Old man Jiang Yuping!" The old man in Chinese clothes laughed softly, without putting on airs, as soon as his voice fell, he made a gesture of invitation.

Ouyang Ming was slightly taken aback, thinking to himself, the surname is Jiang, is this a coincidence? Then he took a deep look at Jiang Yingrong's small shop, the shop door was open, but it was deserted, but for a moment, he suppressed this thought, stepped gently into the sedan chair and sat down.

In the eyes of everyone in awe and envy, it slowly disappeared into the street.

The City Lord's Mansion is brighter than other places. Ouyang Ming followed Jiang Yuping along the winding bluestone path, walked through a long pavilion, and came to the hall of the City Lord's Mansion.

Sitting on the pear flower chair, Jiang Caijin looked at Ouyang Ming with sharp eyes, flipped his wrist, took out a Yishou Pill, and said, "Master Yu, I don't know if this pill came from you?"

Ouyang Ming had expected it in his heart, and nodded with a smile.

Jiang Caijin was sitting upright, her five fingers tapping rhythmically on the table, her eyes were like two bottomless starry skies, unfathomable.

Ouyang Ming was not in a hurry, and quietly waited for him to speak. The hall fell into an eerie silence for a moment.

After a full twenty breaths, Jiang Caijin said: "Master Yu, I wonder if we can make the vitality in this elixir more intense?"

Ouyang Ming's face immediately revealed a look of embarrassment, hesitating, he did not answer immediately, nor did he refuse outright.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Caijin not only did not show disappointment in his eyes, but the light in his eyes became brighter, and he immediately promised, "Just ask Master Yu if you have any needs, and I will do my best to meet them next time." Just this sentence, It has been determined that the initiative of this conversation is in Ouyang Ming's hands.

With a calm face, Ou Yangming cupped his hands and said with a smile: "The city lord is too polite. He just wants the vitality in this elixir to be more intense. It is not a small burden for me, and there is no guarantee of success." These words Naturally, he was talking nonsense. Ouyang Ming knew very well where the life force in this elixir came from—the fire of the phoenix. As long as the life force in the fire of the phoenix overflowed, the life force in the elixir would naturally be stronger, and this It is an additional attribute carried by the fire of the phoenix when refining alchemy.

"Okay, it's not too late for this matter, please trouble Master Yu." Jiang Caijin cupped his hands slightly, he was very good at nourishing Qi, and there was still no wave in his eyes.

Ouyang Ming nodded, and came to the secret room with Jiang Caijin and Jiang Yuping.

The secret room is large and the air can circulate. Ou Yangming observed for a moment, his eyes were fixed, he turned his wrist, and lightly patted the interspatial bag, a burst of white light came out, and when the light fell, a bottle of pill furnace hugged by each person had already fallen to the ground. The shadow of the flame was reflected in his eyes, and with a slight movement of his thoughts, the fire of the phoenix scattered from the palm of his hand, emitting a scorching light.

With him as the center of the circle, within three feet around, the air became distorted, and a scorching wave of air rippled away.

Jiang Caijin and Jiang Yuping exchanged a look, and they both saw the satisfaction in their respective eyes.

Jiang Caijin thought to himself, Master Yu's control over the flames, even in the Jiang family where the dragon and the tiger are hidden, no one can compare with him. How could such a character come to such a small town? At the bottom of his heart, he became more confident in Ouyang Ming's alchemy. After all, what he wanted was to delay life, not reappear. The difference between the two is as big as the gravel in the desert and the stars in the sky. It's not the same at all. ...

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