Chapter 855 Two years

Two years.

Tall buildings.

windy.

Blowing the hanging dark blond hair.

It moved the hem of clothes.

The young man looked more calm, his eyes were like two stars, not so bright, but unchanging.

"got windy."

"The higher you stand, the clearer the wind becomes." The young man was standing on a tall building with bells and drums, looking into the distance.

The scorching sun in the distant sky slowly rises, and the mist that has not yet melted merges into this golden ocean. Rows of buildings and pavilions form clusters of golden waves that surge into the distance.

As far as the eye can see is the land under the jurisdiction of the Sixteenth Hall.

He is like a golden king, standing at the highest point of the palace, patrolling his kingdom.

And his robe is also dark gold.

Mengzhi didn't know when he started to like gold.

He rarely wears other variegated robes, either dark gold or black gold.

There is not much difference between the two. No matter which one he wears, he is dressed very neatly and meticulously, as if he is wearing a battle robe and armor.

Of course, with his current status, he no longer needs to dress himself.

In just two years, the Sixteenth Hall has been completely transformed.

If it was just a dilapidated Taoist temple before, it is now like a rising and entrenched empire. However, Mengzhi clearly knew that this empire did not belong to him.

Many of his manpower were drawn from other Fifteen Halls, the largest of which was Hall Thirteen, and most of the mainstays were from Hall Thirteen.

He is more like an idle hall master.

Speaking of which, the Sixteenth Hall, which seemed to have strong men and horses, was more like a vassal of the Thirteenth Hall.

Meng Zhi stretched his waist and yawned.

There is no dissatisfaction with the status quo.

Probably because of the promise of the head of the Thirteenth Hall.

No matter what Mengzhi asked for, he would try his best to fulfill it.

This is not only what he means, but also what the second master means.

Mengzhi understood immediately.

Regardless of whether he can manage this force well, it is always a game between the upper management, so he took this matter and asked the other party to help find the materials for the God Transformation Pill.

I thought that his big talk would be rejected by the other party. After all, Meng Zhi’s original intention was to ask for a high price and pay back the money. Unexpectedly, Zhu Qianshou agreed happily. He said: "Since it belongs to the master's family, you and my brothers can get some."

There is no need to embarrass each other when there are benefits, so be it."

Thinking of this, Meng Zhi couldn't help but laugh.

That man looked gloomy, but he never thought he was such a cheerful and interesting person.

Meng Zhi had to thank him. Without Zhu Qianshou, he would not have been able to gather the materials for the God Transformation Pill and the heavenly materials and earthly treasures to protect the body and Yuanying in two years. He just felt that it was a little unreal that it went smoothly, as if,

He gets whatever he wants, and maybe his fortune has finally turned around after decades.

Tu Shanjun has a different view.

Since the person standing behind Zhu Qianshou is Yu Haofeng, everything Meng Zhi gets now is the result of Yu Haofeng's nod and approval.

Yu Haofeng wanted Meng Zhi to become a god-transformation monk as soon as possible. Even if he failed, he would still try.

This made Tushanjun even more confused.

If he was so kind to Meng Zhi just because he was his daughter's savior, then Yu Haofeng was indeed a noble person. Unfortunately, Tu Shanjun had known that he was a smart and shrewd person.

His shrewdness cannot be hidden if he wants to.

"Yu Haofeng is so anxious. There must be something big that needs new help. That's why he puts so much effort into cultivating Meng Zhi."

"This is just what I want."

Tu Shanjun thought to himself.

He also needs Meng Zhi to improve his cultivation.

The main soul body is still drawing evil energy in the tiger tomb, and he can only start refining the holy weapon when Meng Zhi's cultivation level increases.

Although the evil spirit at Huzhong and the promotion of Taoist soldiers are very important, Tushanjun also does not want to act too hastily, as the monk's thunder disaster is not so easy.

Since ancient times, those who are arrogant and arrogant will inevitably fail. If things go too smoothly, people will not be so stable.

"Your Majesty, Hall Master Zhu is here in person."

"Please, I'll go." Meng Zhi turned around and walked down the tower.

Stepping into the main hall, I saw a monk in gray robe sitting at the table.

Meng Zhi laughed and approached: "Brother Zhu, why do you have time to come to my place?"

Zhu Qianshou took out a storage ring and said, "The rest of the treasures are all in it. Brother Meng really doesn't need the help of the alchemist in the gang?"

Zhu Qianshou put down the storage ring with a somewhat puzzled look on his eyebrows. Of course he knew that these materials were used to refine the magic pill.

However, Meng Zhi was not an alchemist, and he did not have deep-rooted connections. How could he ask the old masters in the city to help him refine a magic pill?

Meng Zhi took the storage ring with a smile and said: "Don't bother Brother Zhu, I have a way."

The reason why he didn't let the alchemist from the Yujin Gang take over was because he was afraid that someone would tamper with the elixir.

He has offended many people in the past two years.

Especially when he killed Chen Jinding's men two years ago.

Chen Jinding, as a smart person, would not allow him to become the Master of Transformation smoothly.

Not to mention that the Yu family behind Chen Jinding is in a position of power, and it is impossible to watch Yu Haofeng gain a talented helper with a Taoist body.

It will definitely get in the way.

How exactly it is done is unknown.

You can only commit a thief in a thousand days, but you can't guard against a thief in a thousand days.

All he can do is guard against everything.

Zhu Qianshou, who had already taken over most of the Sixteenth Hall, said: "Brother Meng Xian, Fatty Chen is so narrow-minded that it is impossible for him to let it go. I don't think it will be easy for you to overcome this calamity."

Meng Zhi picked up the storage ring and said with a smile: "Brother Zhu, don't worry, I won't have any problem finding someone to refine the elixir. I will do it at the tribulation holy land dedicated to the sages in the ancient city. Even if Chen Jinding is really If he wants to take action, he won't be able to find an opportunity. If he does take action, I will still have to rely on Brother Zhu to protect me."

"Easy to say."

"You and I, brothers, no need to say anything more."

Zhu Qianshou agreed happily, without any strange look on his face.

"I'm still busy with official duties. When my dear brother is about to go through a tribulation, let me know and I'll be there immediately."

"Okay, okay!"

He kept sending Zhu Qianshou out of the palace.

Watch people leave.

"Want to ask him to protect you?"

Meng Zhi's happy face disappeared and he said in a deep voice: "No please. I won't let anyone know about my tribulation. Not even Zhu Qianshou and Uncle Yu."

Transformation into a god is a hurdle. After passing it, he will have the foundation to be on an equal footing with others. At this juncture, he believes in no one but Tushanjun.

Tu Shanjun nodded with satisfaction.

If Meng Zhi really publicizes the time when he will overcome the disaster, then he is really a fool. Even if this disaster passes, he has no idea how he will die in the future.

"I'm going to retreat."

Mengzhi announced his retreat plan to the audience.

He didn't really want to retreat, but he was hiding and waiting for Tushanjun to refine the magic elixir.

He was not allowed to show up during the process of refining the elixir, and he had to follow Tushanjun for food and accommodation. Otherwise, once Tushanjun's magic power failed, the entire batch of elixirs would be wasted.

Fortunately, the quiet room used for alchemy and retreat had been prepared in the first year.

…

The quiet room is very spacious.

Meng Zhi solemnly took out the Soul Reverence Flag, placed it in the center of the formation, clenched his fists and raised his hands and shouted respectfully.

"Master."
To be continued...