Today I hold the world

When watching Huang Youyou leave for the second time, Wei Jin was not as startled and disgusted as he was when they met for the first time. He was soft-spoken. He accepted a gift of a spirit sword from him, and he was full of respect both in his heart and on his face.

Under the night, Huang Youyou waved to Wei Jin outside the mountain protection barrier, and disappeared.

Wei Jin had always respectfully performed the salute, and at the end he said: "Goodbye, senior."

Turning his head to look at the fat man who was dozing off again sitting on the stone steps, "Senior Zhuji spoke to you, why don't you bother to respond?"

Chang Zizai tried his best to open his narrowed eyes, and said impatiently, "I confiscated his benefits again."

Wei Jin suddenly became angry, "You!"

He wanted to scold the fat man, but he couldn't swear, the words were in his heart, the fatal point, and he was speechless.

So he muttered: "No matter how you say it, you should be a little polite. Uncle Tang often teaches us to be kind to others, have you listened to it?"

Chang Zizai rubbed his eyes, seeing that it was the middle of the night again, and it would be dawn in more than an hour, he stood up and leaned against the stone wall of the mountain gate: "Senior Brother Xie said that when you first look at someone who is not pleasing to your eyes, There is a high probability that we will not be able to become friends in the future, I don't think that old guy is a good person, who cares about him."

After finishing speaking, he took out a brown-red gourd and lifted the stopper, and gurgled wine into his mouth.

Wei Jin took two steps closer and sniffed, "Ah, if you dare to drink today, aren't you afraid that Boss Zong will punish you?"

Chang Zizai rolled his eyes, wiped his gray sleeve on his mouth twice: "This is [Qiong Xiang Fruit Wine], I begged for it from Brother Gou, it won't make you drunk, it's a good thing."

"Tsk tsk, it's strange to say that you are a person. No one in the same generation likes you, but those older senior brothers are all optimistic about you."

Wei Jin took two steps forward and stood with him, raised his eyebrows and said:

"Is there any trick, teach me, so that I can build a good relationship with those elders?"

Chang Zizai was stunned, "What coup do you want?"

Wei Jin stared: "No coup, where did you get the gourd in your hand? Where did the wine come from? Where did that mouse in the house come from?"

Chang Zizai lowered his head and looked at the brown-red gourd in his hand: "[Magnificent Spirit Gourd] and [Qiong Xiang Fruit Wine] are from Senior Brother Gou, and [Flying Mouse] is from Senior Brother Xie. What's the problem?"

"For no reason, why did the brothers give you the baby?"

"If I want it, they will give it."

"The scorpion spirit gourd has been placed in the alchemy hall for more than ten years, why should I give it to you?"

"Because it matches my spiritual root."

"The mouse is also a match for you?"

"Fart, the flying squirrel was brought back to me by Uncle Xie himself."

"Why did he give it to you?"

"How do I know."

……

Wei Jin asked several times, but couldn't get the answer he wanted, so he said unwillingly, "It's true that they will give you good things as long as you ask?"

Chang Zizai paused, "It's not every time. Other senior uncles and senior brothers and sisters are more stingy, only Senior Brother Xie and Senior Brother Gou are more generous."

"How many people have you asked for things in total?"

"Not many, except for the sect leader, Jiang Shishu, Du Shijie, Tao Shishu and Tao Patriarch, everyone else has to pass."

Wei Jin's expression gradually became dull, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he wanted to scold his mother in his heart, this is not many, all the good-looking people in the door have spoken, and the fat man is too thick-skinned.

Human talent cannot be envied. Wei Jin tried his best to persuade himself not to be envious, but to be deeply ashamed.

Chang Zizai gulped down another sip of fruit wine, hiccupped and sat cross-legged on the ground, slowly entering a state of meditation, the yin-yang fish jade pendant hanging on his chest followed by a faint light.

Wei Jin shook his head imitating an adult, showing a jealous, disgusted and helpless expression. This fat man has always been arrogant, talented and shameless. Shan Tulingen's talent makes him sleep most of the time every day. , and his cultivation is far superior to that of his peers, and he is about to break through the third level of Qi training.

After muttering, 'Go find someone to reason with', Wei Jin stood back to his post and continued to watch the night.

******

In the early morning of the next day, Tao Fangyin, who had only returned two days ago, faced the dossier that Huang Youyou sent last night, and sighed:

"No matter how great the benefit is, it is meaningless if you can't enjoy it. If you dare to touch this kind of thing in the door this time, there will be a handle in the hands of this person in the future. It will be Zhao Liangcai."

Jian Yong said solemnly: "Then can you directly report this matter to Old Ancestor Chen? He is the ghost envoy of the Southern Region, so he must have his own discretion on this matter."

"But, when Yan'er comes back, you go and talk to him yourself, don't be confused about this matter." Tao Fangyin showed a slightly tired look.

"Yes, then I won't bother Uncle Shi, you've exhausted your energy this time, so it's best to recuperate."

After Jian Yong looked at Tao Fangyin and nodded, he took the ceremony and left.

Leaving the elder's cave and returning to the Tibetan wind hall all the way, there are no idlers in the door these days, he just kept this matter in his heart.

The only one who could get in touch with Chen Xie was Zhong Ziyan. The head of the house was not there at the moment, and Jian Yong thought about it. When the old man Huang came back next time, he might have to wait for a while, but the old man was too mature to be fooled.

My family can reject this matter, but I still have to consider whether other families will have anything to do with this matter. If such a huge profit goes to another family's account, it will have a great impact on the situation in the Huaishan cultivation world.

After thinking about it, this matter is really difficult to handle, and my family does not specialize in killing people and stealing goods, so I would feel uneasy if Huang Youyou secretly assassinated him.

Standing under the door of the Tibetan Wind Hall, Jian Yong looked at the courtyard where the peach blossoms were blowing, and suddenly his eyes widened slightly. He seemed to think of something, and said to himself: "If you eat [Magic Breathing Soil] for a long time, once your lifespan reaches a critical point... ...This is a monster, and the monks in Jin have bought it for hundreds of years, isn't it..."

Frowning deeply, he knew that this matter was no longer something that sects of his own level could interfere with, and it was impossible not to disturb that ancestor Chen Xie.

******

At the west foot of Mount Huai, in a dark and humid Tongling Valley, in a hidden cave, Huang Youyou faced the ghostly figure in black robe and said, "According to my estimate, Jian Yong's heart is most likely to be moved." , if there is no one in his sect to object, this matter will definitely be negotiated, and the follow-up matter..."

"Don't underestimate them. This faction is of the orthodox Taoist lineage. How could it be possible that they don't know what will happen to [Moxiran] once it is caught by the surveillance forces? They may not touch it."

Hei Ying poured cold water down, Huang Youyou frowned, just as he was about to say something, the two looked out of the cave at the same time: "Who is it?"

Before they could react, a blue light and shadow appeared in the cave in an instant, with a long horse face and an orange Taoist robe, his eyes scanned the two of them, Huang Youyou and the black shadow suddenly felt firmly grasped by a golden core force .

"You two, I haven't seen you for many years, why did you get mixed up like this?"