A trace of undetectable joy flashed over the seemingly stable face of the man in blue, and it happened to be captured by the four of them. (I have implanted an advertisement in my personal Taobao men's clothing store: shop62349453 points taobao.com/. New products have been launched in the past two days, British styles. Everyone can take a look when they have time. Change the click on the website and you can enter it.)

He only heard him say this: "Of course there is a purpose. I have taken the introductory exams of Mingyue Gate many times, but I have failed. I hope that all fellow Taoists will tell me the mystery. Wang is very grateful."

Song Ren and the other four suddenly realized that the reason why this person came to tell them this shocking news was that they wanted to enter the Mingyue Sect. No wonder, no matter how big this secret is, it is useless to him. It is better to enter the Mingyue Sect. If they were replaced, they would probably do this.

Song Ren smiled and pulled the man in Qing to sit down beside him, poured him a glass of wine, patted his shoulder and said, "It turns out that Brother Wang is worried about this matter, but that's right. Once he enters Mingyue Sect, he doesn't have to worry about magic weapons and pills. If he becomes an elder disciple, he can be said to have reached the sky in one step and he will never have to worry about this life."

Seeing Song Ren treated him so politely, the man in blue was happy and said respectfully: "Of course, Wang also thinks so, and I hope my brother will give you advice."

"Brother Wang, you're welcome. In fact, it's easy to become a disciple of the Mingyue Sect. First, you need to have strength. I think Brother Wang is lucky in the middle stage of foundation building. But the second point is the key. Brother Wang didn't take the 10,000 ladder when he climbed the mountain to become a disciple."

"How do you know?" The man in green was startled, then showed a sudden expression: "Is this mystery right in the ladder?"

"Yes, the mystery is in the thousands of steps. As for the others, I don't want to reveal them. Please forgive me, Brother Wang."

At this moment, the man in blue looked excited and his surprise was unspeakable: "Thank you for your advice. If Wang enters the Mingyue Gate, he will definitely be the only one who is in charge of his horse. I won't bother you, Wang will say goodbye first."

After the man in green left and left Song Ren, the other three showed contempt expressions. Gao Dian said, "Senior brother, why do you really tell this guy? Just send him away."

Jiang Xia echoed: "Yes, senior brother, there are too many such people. With the status and status of the four of us, he would not dare to mess with right and wrong."

Unexpectedly, Song Ren waved his hand and a smile flashed in his eyes, "You don't know anything, and it's not a secret to say that Ten Thousand Steps are not a secret, but saying this news is enough for us to do this. Only in this way can we ensure that he will not reveal this news to others."

After saying that, he signaled to the others not to speak anymore. The four of them quickly fed, ignored the task, and rushed back to the mountain gate.

The four of them did not see it. After the man surnamed Wang from Qing walked out of the restaurant, a smile appeared on his handsome face of a successful plan. He happened to be seen by several female cultivators entering and leaving the hotel. He stood there on the spot for a moment. He knew that he was staring at his back when he was away, reluctant to leave, and wanted to chase him and watch him again.

Three days later, at the foot of the Full Moon Mountain, a exchange in Jijia, Dongzhou.

In the exchange, the shopkeeper Ji De was making abacus and checking accounts. While playing abacus, he showed a satisfied smile. He was over 50 years old and only arrived at the Yuanyue City branch for less than three months, the profit in the store tripled. I believe that by the end of the year, the profit he shared was also considerable.

Although Ji De's surname is Ji, he can only be regarded as a foreign clan of the Ji family. He has no immortal roots and cannot practice. He can only take charge of the business of the Ji family. Now he is in the position of the branch shopkeeper, he is afraid that he can tell his grandson a good marriage at the end of the year.

At this moment, a young man in white clothes and white hair came in from the store. He rubbed his eyes and looked carefully again. He found that he was not wrong. He was indeed a white-haired young man. In the world of cultivation, there was almost no saying that he was old and weak. Those with white hair all lived for tens of thousands of years. Old monsters, is this man one of them?

Ji De calmed down the turmoil in his heart. His years of business have given him a calm attitude, and he has seen many monks.

"I don't know what the customer wants to buy, so I can ask someone to take you to see."

The white-haired young man waved his hand, took out a jade slip from the storage bag, placed it on the table, and said, "Leave this jade slip to Ji Xian'er."

The boss was shocked. He had never heard of Ji Xian'er, but since his surname was Ji, he would have come to find him, he must be a cultivator of the Ji family.

With a solemn expression, he said with a more polite tone: "I guess you are also a monk. Since you are looking for the immortal in my clan, why don't you send a message to me directly? We are mortals, afraid of misleading the great affairs of the immortal."

The white-haired young man smiled and pointed to the jade slip on the table, "If I had her voice-transmitting jade slip, how could I come to you? This is an important matter, so I will do it quickly." After that, he turned around and left without even looking back.

Ji De was very anxious and inexplicably fell into such a big deal. It was still a big deal. He hurriedly shouted: "I dare to ask about the name of the immortal, and the clan asks you, so I can have an answer."

The white-haired young man was gone, and there was only a voice transmission left: "She may not know the name, she will know if you describe my appearance."

It was about the immortal, so Ji De dared not be negligent. He hurriedly put away the jade slip and quickly whipped it to the hands of the monks of the Ji family. The monks of the Ji family did not look like Ji De, and knew much about the characters in the clan. When he heard Ji Xian'er's name, he couldn't help but tremble.

Ji De noticed the monk's expression strange, and asked carefully: "Supreme immortal, what's going on? Did you do something wrong?"

The monk smiled bitterly, thinking that those who don’t know are fearless, “Do you know what these three names of Ji Xianer represent? She represents the future head of our Ji family, one person, one person above ten thousand people, and even the legendary realm of feathering. If the things in this jade slip are really important, then you not only did not do the wrong thing, but also made great contributions. Let go of your business and follow me to go back to the Ji family.”

Ji De was happy when he had made merit. If he had made merit, wouldn’t that mean that his status in the Ji family would be improved a lot? In this way, my grandson would definitely find a good marriage by the end of the year, and his face would burst into laughter. His originally fat face was squeezed together, leaving only a thin slit in his eyes.

The next day, the two of them came to the Ji family in Dongzhou through the Domain Gate. Ji Xian'er sat on the throne of the Golden Palace, holding the jade slip in her hand, frowned slightly. There were only twelve words in the jade slip: "Mahayana cemetery, opportunity to become an immortal, Jiulong Mountains."

She repeatedly chewed the meaning of these twelve words. There is no doubt that there is a Mahayana cemetery in the so-called Jiulong Mountains, and there is an opportunity to become an immortal. But the question is, where is the Jiulong Mountains, Dongzhou or Jingzhou, or in other states?

Looking up at Kidd below, Ji Xian'er said, "What's the name of the person who gives you the jade slip?"

Kid was under the Golden Palace and was sweating coldly. Only then did he understand the terror of this great man. When he heard Ji Xian'er's questioning, he replied in shock: "That man said, you may not know the name of the immortal, but if you describe his appearance, you will definitely know."

"Oh?" Ji Xian'er became interested and guessed in her heart who knew her, but she didn't know the name: "You tell me the matter of that day in detail."

"As for the order." Kidd gave an order and described the situation and the appearance of the white-haired man in detail.

"Grey hair?" He heard Kid's description, Ji Xian'er had already thought of someone, but that person was not white hair.

Suddenly, her figure disappeared, and the next moment she appeared in front of Kidd, her slender palm grabbed his heavenly spirit, and said in a deep voice: "Don't resist, let go of your mind, there will be no danger."

Kid was suddenly grabbed by the fairy-looking woman in front of him, and his legs trembled, but he still forced himself to stabilize his body and let go of his mind.

A moment later, a smile appeared on the corner of Ji Xian'er's mouth, and the momentum disappeared. She said to herself: "It's him, but she didn't know what happened, which made him fall into a head full of silver frost."

He looked down at Kidd, who was kneeling at his feet, and said with appreciation: "You are very good, you are calm and unsuspecting in your work. If you hand over the business of the Ji family to you, I believe it will be prosperous. You can go down."

Kidd was so excited that he had nothing to say. Even the future head of the family said he wanted to hand over the business of the Ji family to him, so what else would anyone dare to say?

After Ji De left, Ji Xian'er smiled even more and said to herself: "I asked you to run away last time, but this time I came to my door again. Who do you want to plot against?"

Five days later, the Si family in Dongzhou was in a large trading venue in Jingzhou, and there was a monk in Jue in charge.

There are many monks here, and many monks come here to trade. Not only the Five Gate of Haoyue, but also the adjacent Dongzhou has established branches here to compete with each other and make money.

Under the Si family branch, a man was sitting cross-legged. This person was no one else. He was one of the eight lord monks who chased Qin Yun that day. The old Ba Feng Qingyang was cut off when he was young, and was known as Feng Jiufing.

Since he was injured in the battle with the people of the Insect Sect that day, he has been meditating here and recovering from his injuries. Whenever he thinks of the battle that day, Feng Qingyang secretly hates him. Not only does he let the little bastard run away, but he also loses a spiritual weapon. He must avenge this revenge.

At this moment, Feng Qingyang found that the movement on the ground was even more noisy than usual. After scanning his spiritual sense, many people were crowded in front of their store, as if they were snatching something?

He exchanged for a disciple and asked, "When did it happen outside and why is it so noisy?"

The disciple took out a piece of paper and handed it to Feng Qingyang and said, "Report to the elder, the people outside are snatching these papers, and it seems that there is a Mahayana cemetery written on it."

"Mahayana cemetery?" Feng Qingyang was startled, picked up the paper in his hand and looked at it. There were three lines of words written in cursive script. He carefully identified them. The three lines of words actually said: "Mahayana cemetery, the opportunity to become an immortal, the Jiulong Mountains."

After recognizing these three lines of words, Feng Qingyang was ecstatic. It was said that he could find it without any effort by stepping on the iron shoes. "Okay, great. I thought the mission failed, but I didn't expect it to appear suddenly for no reason."

He immediately stood up and wanted to rush back to the Si family. As soon as he took a step, his face suddenly changed. He turned around, grabbed the disciple's shoulder, and asked loudly: "What did you say just now? Many people are robbing him. Wouldn't everyone in the world know about this?"

The sudden action of Feng Qingyang jumped and nodded stiffly.

Puff, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and Feng Qingyang shouted: "How could this be? This was originally the secret of our Si family!"
Chapter completed!