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Chapter 15 The Treasure Pavilion

The crane and ink straw raincoat is a bird with only personality.

It could not allow his master, Yun Chong, to ride other birds.

In the eyes of the crane Mo Qiang, this is the bird pattern that insults it!

Chen Xiaobao was unexpectedly generous. He waved his hand casually and asked Yun Chong to ride on the crane moose.

So, a group of people were divided into two groups, Chen Xiaobao and others rode a big roc, Yun Chong rode a crane ink straw, and went to Dibao Pavilion together.

The Dibao Pavilion is not too far from this place. In less than half an hour, everyone has already arrived above the Dibao Pavilion.

He commanded the great roc and the crane to fall down, and a magnificent building appeared in front of Yun Chong.

The Dibao Pavilion is magnificent and occupies the entire mountain, 99 feet high, as if it is a fairy tripod.

The fairy mist is shrouded in all weather.

Standing in the square in front of the Dibao Pavilion, everyone felt as small as an ant.

As soon as Chen Xiaobao appeared, the serious disciples in the square who were responsible for welcoming guests immediately came up.

"Second Young Master, why are you late today?"

Chen Xiaobao raised his head, looked arrogant and snorted coldly.

"I'll come sooner or later. Could it be that I'll report to you?"

The peddler knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he nodded and apologized, and reached out to slapped his mouth gently.

"The villain said the wrong thing, the villain deserves to die!"

The serious disciple has been here for many years and is very smooth. Although he is squeezing his mouth, his strength is so light that even the mosquitoes can't kill him.

"The second young master, Dibao Pavilion distributes the supplies for cultivating immortals, and other men usually come to collect them in the morning. You are here this afternoon, and the villain is worried about you, afraid that the good things will be taken away first."

Yun Chong heard this and disagreed.

Dibao Pavilion distributes materials on behalf of the sect, and the deacon elders are in charge. How much should each person be allocated and what they get is a certain number.

Not to mention that Chen Xiaobao came to pick it up in the afternoon, even if he came to pick it up for three or five days, it would be his or his, and a minute would be indispensable.

After hearing the mail disciple's words, Chen Xiaobao's expression improved a little and he explained.

"You little boy, you are kind-hearted. However, I did delay some things in the morning. My big roc seemed to be attracted by something, and I don't know where I flew all morning..."

Yun Chong was speechless. His boss's temperament is really hard to describe!

The serious disciple who welcomed the guests had no good intentions, obviously he was just talking about being good at it.

Just don't care about such people.

As a second-generation disciple of Qingxi Mountain, Chen Xiaobao said one more thing to the servant disciples who welcomed guests, but they all lost their value.

Now, he actually thought the other party was kind-hearted and was preparing to explain in detail to the other party why he didn't come in the morning.

Too much price reduction!

The expressions of the people around him were taken for granted, without any surprise, as if this was Chen Xiaobao's most normal reaction.

Yun Chong smiled bitterly in his heart, no wonder his boss couldn't be awe-inspiring.

The superior must have the majesty of the superior.

If you treat people too sincerely, you can't tell what hypocrisy is and what politeness is. How can it be awe-inspiring?

Sure enough, the serious servant disciple said with a smile: "Second Young Master, don't worry, the elder is not in the cabinet in the afternoon, but he has told the villain that the villain will take you to get the medicinal materials now."

As he said that, the serious servant disciple led the way in front and led Chen Xiaobao and Yunzhong to the warehouse.

The warehouse seemed a little deserted at this time, with very few stocks inside, and it was obvious that most of them had been taken away in the morning.

Surprisingly, there is still a young man collecting resources in the warehouse at this moment.

The attitude towards Chen Xiaobao was obviously different. The serious disciples in the warehouse all smiled and surrounded the man in a flattering manner.

The man was not old, extremely handsome, with a snout nose, starry eyebrows, handsome and handsome, and a great temperament.

Beautiful a little too handsome!

The handsome guy saw Chen Xiaobao and others coming in, smiled slightly, as gentle as jade, and said hello.

"Xiaobao, you are here."

When Chen Xiaobao saw the handsome guy, his temperament was suppressed to death, and a hint of arrogant expression was unconsciously restrained.

"Senior Brother Chenglang, are you here to get resources in the afternoon?"

The handsome guy smiled and said warmly: "Yes, some things were delayed in the morning."

Yun Chong whispered to Boss Zhu, "Who is that person?"

Boss Zhu secretly glanced at the handsome guy and replied: "Fourth Young Master of the Feng Family, Feng Chenglang."

After listening to Boss Zhu's introduction, the memory of the dead ghost Yun Chong came to my mind.

The four brothers of the Feng family, Feng Chengfeng becomes a prosperous, Feng Chengsheng becomes a god, Feng Chengsheng becomes a handsome, Feng Chengrong, all of them are geniuses and have profound knowledge of Taoism.

Especially the eldest son Feng Chengfeng, who is now one of the nine deacons and elders of the Punishment Hall, is powerful.

It is said that the Supreme Elder admires him very much and intends to promote him to worship the elders.

The other three young men of the Feng family are not bad either, they are all second-generation disciples of Qingxi Mountain.

The entire Feng family, among the younger generation of Qingxi Mountain, is a rising emerging force and cannot be underestimated.

Feng Chenglang's disciples had quick hands and feet, and each had sharp eyes, and a light and tough aura came from his bones.

These people sorted out Feng Chenglang's resources for cultivating immortals, packaged them in categories, and carried them on their bodies.

The whole process took less than a hundred breaths.

Efficient and orderly!

Yun Chong looked at it and couldn't help but nod. This handsome guy Feng Chenglang is well-deserved.

Without talking about anything else, his control method can leave Chen Xiaobao's eighteen streets.

Looking at the six disciples Chen Xiaobao brought, Li Tieniu was a little better, while Boss Zhu and the four brothers were all stupid and casual. They didn't know how to take the initiative to select supplies, stood stupidly, waiting for someone to bring the things over.

After a while, the serious disciples from the Dibao Pavilion warehouse came over with six baskets of alchemy spirit grass.

Boss Zhu and others didn't even look at it. Each of them was responsible for a basket of alchemy spirit herbs and was about to carry it back.

Yun Chong walked forward, and he did not immediately carry the basket of alchemy spirit herbs, but reached out to look inside the basket.

The basket is more than half a person tall, and it is filled with various spiritual herbs and medicines.

The top layer is Centennial Ginseng, Centennial Polygonatum, Centennial Polygonatum, and even some ambergris.

These medicinal materials exudes a strong medicinal fragrance. Smelling them will make people feel salivated, and the true energy in the body seems to be more active.

But Yun Chong was not confused by the appearance. He continued to look down, clearly seeing the situation under the grass basket, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I bought good medicinal materials from the upper floor. At first glance, it was very scary.

But the quality of the medicinal materials in the middle and lower layers is hum... Many ginseng and Polygonum multiflorum are not old enough.

If it is less than a hundred years, it cannot be considered a spiritual herb!

Just make up the numbers!

Yun Chong's mind was turning aside. He was thinking about whether to expose the ghost tricks of Dibao Pavilion?

Once exposed, what will Chen Xiaobao react? What will Dibao Pavilion react?

Before Yun Chong could think clearly, a noisy sound suddenly came from the door of the warehouse.

Accompanied by the sound of chaotic and anxious footsteps, a large group of people seemed to be rushing towards this side.

There were several loud shouts from the head, "Stop, put them down, that is our medicinal herbs, no one can take them away!"

The sound rolled, like thunder.

The disciples present only felt their blood boiling, and a heart seemed to jump out of their chests with an angry shout.

The other party’s Taoist practice is at least in the foundation-building stage.

When Boss Zhu and others heard this, they looked at each other and saw a look of fear in the other party's eyes. They had almost no hesitation and simply admitted their conscience and put down the basket of alchemy spirit herbs in their hands.
Chapter completed!
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