Chapter 218
Chapter 218: The elixir is swiped like dust, the old ancestor comes out of retreat
At first, the young disciple thought that Chen Mu was Ye Qingcheng's little follower who came back from the Tianyuan Holy Land.
But after another look, he always felt that his temperament, appearance, and dress were not like ordinary people.
He was majestic and extraordinary!
But he didn't expect that Chen Mu's true identity would be so extraordinary.
It turned out to be the famous Tianyuan Young Master!
The man of the saint!
The fact that their saint became the wife of the Tianyuan Young Master has long been known to everyone in the Tianjian Sect.
Thanks to this, they, the disciples of the Tianjian Sect, have also benefited a lot from it.
As the saying goes, you have to look at the owner before you beat the dog.
The disciples of the Tianjian Sect are now in the southern region, and they are in great glory. Many sects, dynasty forces, and dignitaries have come to offer all kinds of treasures and mountains of gold and silver in an attempt to establish a relationship.
So that Ye Qingcheng can say a few good words for them in front of Chen Mu.
However, all of them were rejected by Lin Wentian, the sect master.
He knew very well that although Ye Qingcheng was now the young lady of Tianyuan, it did not mean that he could do whatever he wanted with this identity.
Lin Wentian was worried that if he crossed the line, the Tianjian Sect would be destroyed.
So, it was better to maintain the status quo.
In particular, all the elders repeatedly reminded their disciples not to do anything illegal and disorderly under the banner of Chen Mu and Ye Qingcheng.
At the lightest, they would be immediately expelled from the Tianjian Sect, their cultivation would be abolished, and they would be sent to the government for severe punishment!
At the worst, they would be killed on the spot, just to show their attitude.
"Little, I greet the young master!" The young disciple knelt on the ground, and his voice trembled more than before.
The last second was excitement, and this second was fear.
The young disciple had heard the truth that accompanying the king was like accompanying a tiger.
Now, he finally experienced it personally.
Or in other words, it was more exciting than that! Thrilling!
Because no matter the strength, background, influence...how can the emperor be compared with Chen Mu?
As the only world master of the Three Thousand Worlds, Chen Mu has countless emperors under his command. What is the difference between an emperor and an ant?
"No need to be polite, get up." Chen Mu asked the young disciple to relax and not make himself look like a monster that eats people.
He thought he was still very kind.
"Thank you, young master." The young disciple tried to get up, but knelt down unconsciously.
"Well, sorry, my legs are a little weak, young master, saint lady, please come in." He moved his knees and made way.
Chen Mu and Ye Qingcheng smiled at each other and did not force it.
The young disciple was so scared that his legs were weak and he couldn't stand up. The two of them couldn't force him to get up, right?
The two walked together and entered the Tianjian Sect.
"Holy, the Saint is back!"
"It's really the Saint! Welcome home, Saint!"
"I haven't seen you for a long time. I feel that Saint Ye is completely different from when she went to Tianyuan Holy Land."
"Yes, she looks like a fairy from heaven! So beautiful!"
"Wait, who is that person next to her?"
Listening to the discussions in her ears, she saw that they, like the young disciples, failed to recognize Chen Mu's identity at the first time.
Ye Qingcheng didn't blame them. Who made her young master low-key and didn't like to go out? There were too few people who had seen him.
Even if he went out, few of those who had seen him saw the sun the next day.
Rather than explaining one by one, Ye Qingcheng chose the most direct way.
She came up and took Chen Mu's arm, showing her intimacy.
At that moment, everyone's eyes were startled and their pupils shrank slightly.
He knelt down and shouted in unison, "Greetings, Young Master!"
Hundreds of people knelt in front of him with full sincerity, and he came from afar, so he felt that it would be unreasonable not to give him something.
He raised his hand and summoned a sea of red pills.
"I left in a hurry and didn't have time to prepare more. You just accept it."
"..."
"..."
"..."
Hearing Chen Mu's words, he looked at the palm of his hand and saw that there were ten pills, all of which were ninth-grade pill-patterned pills.
The scene was like a graveyard, dead silent.
He suspected that he was either hallucinating or hallucinating.
The system pop-up window in front of Chen Mu was absolutely real: [Successful gift of ninth-grade pill-patterned pills! Thousand-fold rebate has been triggered, congratulations to the host for obtaining 12.86 million customized pill-patterned pills! ]
Even pills can be customized?
Chen Mu could hardly imagine what kind of heaven-defying rewards the system could give him if he continued like this.
Soon, all the disciples came out of their daze.
They shouted in unison, "Young Master, live forever!"
to show their loyalty.
Looking around, without exception, their loyalty was full.
Chen Mu was not surprised by this.
In the fantasy world, most of these people may not have the opportunity to get a ninth-grade elixir even if they work hard all their lives.
He gave them ten elixir pills, which were enough to change their lives. How could they not be in awe?
With such a great favor, they could not call him Young Master, but had to call him foster father instead.
It was not that they did not want to, but they were afraid that Chen Mu would not want to.
Chen Mu really did not want to accept so many foster sons.
Ye Qingcheng was the same.
"Outer Court Elder Mo Yuanxing, greets Young Master!"
"Inner Court Elder Li Changge, greets Young Master!"
"Law Enforcement Pavilion Elder Zhao Chengyang, greets Young Master!"
...
"Tianjian Sect Sect Master, Lin Wentian, greets Young Master!"
Soon, the inner and outer courtyards, the law enforcement pavilion, the medicine pavilion... including the sect master Lin Wentian, all arrived, performed great rituals, and met Chen Mu.
All the prominent people came.
The disciples all had gifts, so it would be a bit unreasonable if the sect master and the elders of the inner and outer courtyards didn't have any.
One hundred ninth-grade danwen-level elixirs per person.
As the sect master, Lin Wentian, two hundred.
After all, he is a top figure in the sect, so he must be treated preferentially.
After a thousand times rebate, millions of custom ninth-grade danwen-level elixirs can be easily obtained!
"Gulp!"
Lin Wentian, the sect master, and even the elders, looked at the top-level elixirs in their hands that were almost full, and couldn't help swallowing their saliva, and were shocked to the point of being speechless.
This young master is even more exaggerated than spending money like water!
Ninth-grade danwen-level elixirs, as if they were free, were given away in hundreds or even thousands.
You know, even a sect of the level of Tianjian Sect may not be able to produce twenty ninth-grade Danwen-level elixirs in a year.
How can I not be surprised?
"Young Master, please come in quickly. I have ordered people to prepare a banquet and just wait for you to take a seat!" Lin Wentian raised his hand and made an invitation gesture.
"Okay..." Chen Mu just opened his mouth and uttered half of the word "Okay" when he felt a burst of violent movement under his feet.
"What happened?"
"It seems that there has never been an earthquake in the sect. Could it be that the monster is making trouble underground?"
"No! Look, someone is coming here from the sky."
"That's... Ancestor Jinyang! He's still alive!"
How did this old guy come out of retreat?
"..." After Lin Wentian confirmed the person coming, he couldn't help but show worry on his face.
Lin Jinyang is a well-known martial arts fanatic in the Southern Region.
Lin Wentian is worried that he will relapse and be disrespectful to Chen Mu, causing the entire Tianjian Sect to suffer a catastrophe!