"What a piano! It's really good." Mo Liancheng gently brushed the strings again between his fingers.

The sound of the flowing water is crisp and crisp.

Scholar Bai Jing said sincerely: "If Master Mo likes it, I would like to give you this piano."

"No need, a gentleman will not take away what others love." Mo Liancheng politely declined.

A regret flashed in the Bai Jing scholar's eyes.

Is this the intention of Mo Liancheng not wanting to have a deep friendship?

At this time, Mo Liancheng said, "I haven't thanked you for your slow down during this period."

"It's just a little effort, and Mr. Mo is polite." Scholar Bai Jing admitted that it was indeed a matter of minor conspiracy, no need to bleed, provoke, send letters, and collect some information, for them, it was indeed a minor matter. However, even there was almost no need for internal members of hell to take action, and only some people on the outside could get things done.

Mo Liancheng nodded and asked directly: "Have you brought the things?"

"I'm bringing it, please ask me to do it." Scholar Bai Jing put away the piano on the stone table, and then took over more than thirty storage bags, which were filled with spiritual medicines accumulated from hell. He placed the storage bags lightly on the stone table.

When Mo Liancheng was discussing a deal with him, he had already explained that he would help them refine medicine as soon as the matter was over. Now that the matter has been completed, Mo Liancheng has to leave, so he naturally has to fulfill his promise.

Scholar Bai Jing sent another booklet.

The above records the number and types of spiritual medicines inside.

Mo Liancheng took the booklet and opened it to check it out.

He believed that the spiritual medicines in Bai Jing would be wrong when doing things.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Mo Liancheng knew this batch of spiritual medicines well. The foundation of hell was still a little worse than that of a sect like the Yudao Sect. Zhu said calmly: "There are about 147 high-grade spiritual pills here, and it is the pill... You also know that there are risks in making pills."

Scholar Bai Jing raised his eyebrows and his heart trembled.

How much will Mo Liancheng give? Scholar Bai Jing was not sure, but how much will it give was mainly based on Mo Liancheng. Generally, alchemists can make pills, especially 100 servings of top-grade pills, but only about 20% can be made. However, according to his news, the ratio of Mo Liancheng making pills is terrifying, almost reaching more than 99%.

However, he is also very dark.

Although the matter of the Yudao Sect is secret, it still vaguely knows about hell.

"It's done, it depends on your nervous look. You have picked up four treasures and got a big advantage..." Mo Liancheng smiled faintly. He took out four treasures and threw them into the village of nothingness and disturbed them. If anything unexpected happened, he threw them away, but they were all thrown according to the calculations of Scholar Bai Jing's own, taking the lead.

Naturally, the treasure will eventually fall into the hands of the people in hell.

Mo Liancheng raised his sleeve and swept away the numerous storage bags on the stone table.

In a blink of an eye, the stone table was empty and nothing was left?

Scholar Bai Jing opened his eyes and was very surprised, "Space Secret Treasure? Or Space Stone?"
Chapter completed!