"It''s said that your sect has a healing medicine, Qianyang huaerdan. We want a Qianyang huaerdan. Please help me."
Wang Changsheng said that Qianyang elixir is the sixth level healing pill, and it is also the pill that Chen Haotian wants to obtain.
Chen Haotian gave them a resource to cultivate immortality. Wang Changsheng wanted to buy one from real Taiyang. Now real Taiyang spoke. Wang Changsheng simply wanted to turn Qianyang into Erdan.
"Qianyang turns Erdan?"
Immortal Taiyang was slightly stunned. He thought Wang Changsheng would want Tongtian Lingbao or refining materials. He didn''t expect Wang Changsheng to want the sixth level healing pill.
Immortal Taiyang nodded, his sleeve shook, and a Golden Jade box flew out and fell in front of Wang Changsheng.
Wang Changsheng took the Golden Jade box and opened it. There was a golden porcelain vase in it.
Wang Changsheng thanked and accepted the Golden Jade box.
All the friars looked envious. The things given by the fit friar must be extraordinary.
"Congratulations, Wang Daoyou and Mrs. Wang! I''ve long found that you are different. As expected, Wang Daoyou and Mrs. Wang are powerful and will be reused. It''s only a matter of time before they enter the fit period."
LAN fukong quickly flattered and flattered.
"Lan Daoyou praised me. Zhenhai palace has more powerful experts than us, and ye Xianzi is much more powerful than us."
Wang Changsheng said modestly.
"Ye Xianzi is really powerful. After all, a famous teacher produces excellent disciples. She is a disciple of master Zhao. Naturally, she is not comparable to ordinary monks. However, the two Taoist friends are not weak. You were born in Zhenhai palace and often guided by Shizu. Your future achievements are unlimited. I''m lucky to get to know three Taoist friends this time."
LAN fukong continued to boast.
Wang Changsheng can''t laugh or cry. Just a polite word from others. LAN fukong keeps praising him. Didn''t he find that others despise him? This reminds him of Huang Fugui.
Huang Fugui is timid and thick skinned. He doesn''t care what others think. LAN fukong likes flattering. He doesn''t seem to care what others think of him.
"Lan Daoyou, you see, everyone has an unlimited future. Refining emptiness is expected. It''s not difficult to fit. You said it! According to what you said, refining emptiness has long been everywhere in Xuanling mainland, and fit can be seen everywhere."
The Oriental Dance joked and looked contemptuous.
LAN fukong is a famous flatterer. He doesn''t have much skill. He praises others for their first-class skills. He often makes the parties feel embarrassed. LAN fukong doesn''t feel anything.
"You can''t say that. The premise of all this is that everything is smooth and smooth. The road is long. Who knows what will happen in the future? Xuanling Tianzun is powerful! His whereabouts are unknown. I''m not boasting. They are really strong. I''m ashamed."
LAN fukong doesn''t think so.
"Lan Daoyou, of course you feel inferior. Who will kneel down in public like you."
A deified friar laughed.
LAN fukong didn''t care. He wasn''t unhappy. Instead, he said proudly, "the big husband can bend and stretch. What''s the matter with kneeling? I''m still alive."
Wang Changsheng was surprised in his eyes. He didn''t expect LAN fukong to have this past, in which he was told his embarrassing things. He was not ashamed of it, but proud of it. He didn''t know whether LAN fukong had a broad chest or thick skin.
The monks quickly changed the subject and pushed the cup for another one.
More than an hour later, after the banquet, the monks left one after another and returned to their residence to rest.
LAN fukong returns to his residence with a group of blue family children. LAN fukong leaves his legitimate grandson LAN Haisheng to let others go back to rest.
"Haisheng, how do you feel after the banquet?"
LAN fukong asked pleasantly.
"Grandpa, you should be more restrained, so that your grandchildren can''t lift their heads. The sun and Zhao families regard you as a laughing stock."
LAN Haisheng frowned and said, helpless.
Other people''s grandfathers are either powerful, cautious, or old-fashioned. LAN fukong is a little different. Even if he is a friar of the same rank with a lower cultivation than him, he has to boast and won the title of "flatterer".
Even if he likes to flatter others, the strong enemy kills the door. LAN Haisheng doesn''t want to fight to the death and doesn''t intend to escape. Instead, he kneels down in public and asks for mercy, cedes land and pays compensation, making a fool of himself.
Lanhaisheng doesn''t want to say that he is the legitimate grandson of lanfukong. It''s too humiliating.
"Hum, is the evaluation of others so important? Our blue family is not as important as other forces. We can only endure everything. For a moment, the wind is calm and the waves are quiet. Take a step back. I have tens of thousands of people''s lives in my hands. I can only endure it. I kneel to the old ghost. So what? Our blue family is still there, but the territory is smaller, and Yu family has been destroyed. That doesn''t explain the problem?"
LAN fukong said in earnest. He turned his words and said, "Wang Daoyou and Mrs. Wang are powerful and disciples of Zhenhai palace. Over time, they must become great weapons. You''d better get in touch with their descendants and make a good marriage. You''d better take your sister with you. If you can marry Wang Daoyou, that''s good."
Lanhaisheng is speechless. He needs to be hard to forge iron. He has such a cowardly grandfather. Monks with slightly stronger strength disdain to make friends with him. The children of the blue family are often ridiculed when walking outside.
"Yes, grandson, yes."
Lanhaisheng promised. Whether to do it or not is another matter.
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In Tingtao palace and practice room, Wang Changsheng sat on a futon with a golden porcelain vase in his hand.
He only wanted one Qianyang huaerdan. Immortal Taiyang gave him five Qianyang huaerdan. He planned to hand in two and leave three for his own use.
I really didn''t come in vain this time.
Wang Changsheng put away the golden porcelain vase and meditated.
In the next half month, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan followed Yang Hao on a sightseeing tour and made friends with other incarnation friars. LAN fukong was also there.
Every time he chatted, LAN fukong would praise Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan. At first, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were not used to it and would be humble. Later, they became numb and didn''t say anything.
LAN fukong blows when he sees people. In his mouth, a wild grass can blow into a rare elixir that can be seen for thousands of years. Whether others believe it or not, LAN fukong believes it anyway.
Half a month later, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan came to Taiyang hall. Taiyang immortal sat on the main seat and Yang Hao stood aside.
If you change to other incarnation friars, just say hello to Yang Hao before you leave. Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan represent Chen Haotian, who is a friend invited by real Taiyang.
"Master Zhao, we''ve been harassing you for many days. We''re going back too. What do you want us to bring to martial Uncle Chen?"
Wang Changsheng asked cautiously.
"If I''m free, I''ll go to Zhenhai palace to find him. Be careful on your way, nephew Yang. Give them a ride."
Immortal Taiyang told me.
"Yes, master Zhao."
Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan promised to come down and leave with Yang Hao.
"Yang Daoyou, I''ll be a guest at xuanyue mountain sometime. Goodbye."
Wang Changsheng said to Yang Hao, who saw him off, in a warm tone.
Yang Hao nodded: "OK, sure, Wang Daoyou and Mrs. Wang go slowly."
When Wang Changsheng pinched the Dharma formula, the green lotus Dharma seat suddenly burst into a blue light and disappeared into the sky.