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Chapter two hundred and seventieth go away(2/2)

"No."
Ghost Alchemist understood what Yang Ji meant and shook his head:
"Everything is going well over there. However, it is said that several elders in Dishan Villa have been sent out. Only a few elders are left in the villa. Moreover, Dishan Villa has begun to close to the outside world, and outsiders cannot easily enter."
"Tu Su Renxiong has issued a closed-door order. Even when I went several times, no one received me."
Ghost Alchemist said.
"Um."
Yang Ji nodded, knowing that Tu Su Renxiong had begun to act according to the plan. This matter was very secretive, and the fewer people who knew about it, the fewer people.
Dishan Mountain Villa is closed, and many people will think that Tu Su Renxiong is refining weapons in the villa. Little do they know that the place where the weapons are being refined is not at all.
Even if he comes to visit, it is impossible to see Tu Su Renxiong.
"It's better not to disturb them. Let them concentrate on refining their weapons."
Yang Ji originally wanted to go explore the lava world, but after thinking about it, he decided not to do it. The time was too tight, and any external interference might interfere with their progress.
At this stage, this critical juncture simply cannot tolerate any failure.
"How's it going at Wanguan Tower?"
Yang Ji said again.
"Hehe, ever since you handed over the affairs there to me, that boy has invited me out every day, hoping that we could sell him the secret recipe for the Purifying Demon-Conquering Pill."
The Ghost Alchemist chuckled, with a rather proud look on his face. Liu Xiyuan was considered a figure, and the management authority of Wan Guan Lou was too great. Even the Ghost Alchemist had to be careful and respectful and fawning.
But this time, in order to get the pure demon-suppressing pill in Yang Ji's hand, he completely lowered his attitude to the extreme. He found excuses every day to ask him to drink tea.
With such a pleading look, I couldn't help but agree to it several times. But fortunately, I remembered that the prescription belonged to Yang Ji, so I didn't say anything.
However, it feels good to think that the manager of the dignified Wanguanlou is so stubborn in begging for nothing, asking for three times and asking for five times, begging hard!
In fact, the ghost alchemist couldn't help but grin now.
"hehe!"
Yang Ji smiled, but he still didn't know the little tricks of the ghost alchemist to rely on his old man to sell his old man.
"The recipe for the pure demon-suppressing pill cannot be sold to him for the time being. It is too easy to obtain, and the pills we have are worthless. Moreover, if Wanguanlou discovers that this pill cannot be refined, many will be born.
misfortune."
Chapter completed!
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