Retrograde fairy way

"Don't worry about this matter. Even though Yang Kaifeng is the lord of the city, without the consent of the shopkeepers in the city, don't try to overshadow the sky with one hand. He said to the outside world that this sect is going to retreat and cultivate a few secret treasures!" Wang Mo really didn't understand the entanglement, so he thought about it and told Liu Zhongyang.

"Yes, my boss!" Liu Zhongyang's heart twitched, and he thought to himself that there is nothing wrong with you all the time.

Doing errands under other people's hands is a depressing place. Even though Liu Zhongyang is a fake alchemy monk, firstly, he has no special means, and secondly, he doesn't have the guts to go out and fight to obtain resources. He can only obtain resources by doing things for Huyanlie here.

When there is nothing to do, you can also sell the low-level magical weapons and spiritual weapons for training in the shops. This is also allowed by Hu Yanlie. Most of his interests lie in the refined magic weapons.

Most of the low-level magical weapons and spiritual weapons outside are from the hands of a few foundation-building monks and Qi-refining monks in the shop.

Wang Mo waved his hand to signal him to back down, and took a sip from his teacup.

Liu Zhongyang bowed and walked out of the hall backwards.

In the empty hall, apart from the sound of Wang Mo drinking tea from time to time, there was nothing else.

Not long after, Wang Mo finished his tea and retired the two-hour furnace tripod who had come to serve 'Huyanlie', got up and walked towards the back hall.

Hu Yanlie's refining room is located underground, with a radius of [-] meters, and it is separated from the refining room of the guys in the shop. He will go to give them some advice if he has nothing to do on weekdays.

Fortunately, Hu Yanlie never let outsiders watch when he was refining his own weapon, which also saved Wang Mo the trouble of not being able to transform his magic flame.

In the huge refining room, there are various materials, but most of them are wool materials such as ores, which need to be refined to become real third-level refining materials.

For these treasures, in Wang Mo's eyes, they are just resources to increase cultivation.

Without paying too much attention, he hurriedly walked inside.

There are three separate secret rooms, one for retreat, one for refining tools, and one for alchemy.

Seeing the alchemist, Wang Mo's eyes flashed indistinctly. There is still an alchemy furnace in his ring, which was obtained when he conquered Qingpi in the Gulong Mountains decades ago.

It's a pity that the alchemy furnace contains strong magic energy, but it is not suitable for him.

Thinking of Qingpi's injury, Wang Mo's expression darkened unconsciously.

The failure of Qingpi's breakthrough this time was also his fault. He has experienced several life and death over the past ten years, which made him a little impatient to improve his strength.

In the eagerness to improve, the green skin was involved, and such a moth appeared as a result.

There was a crunching sound, Wang Mo clenched his fist tightly with his right hand and let go again.

Suddenly flipped his wrist, took out a square jade box, and placed it neatly in front of him.

After a while, there were dozens of them.

This was not over yet, Wang Mo fumbled again from his bosom, and took out a string of rings threaded with gold thread, there were about dozens of them.

These are all he has obtained in these years, one by one, he penetrated into his consciousness and emptied all the treasures inside.

Then put all refining materials, elixir, elixir, magic weapon, spiritual weapon, talisman, jade slips, primordial stones, etc. into the ring.

Since he practiced, except for those refined materials, he has rarely paid attention to the rest.

Most of the treasures in the storage bag obtained in the early years were transferred into the ring like swallowing dates wholeheartedly.

Except for the rare fourth-grade refining materials he found in these rings, which he put into the rings hidden in the flesh, the rest were put into each ring, and marked one by one.

In the end, all the jade boxes containing the elixir and hundreds of bottles of elixir were left alone, emitting a strong fluctuation of vitality, stirring up a breeze in the airtight refining room.

With a wave of his hand, he put away all the spirit pills that were not contaminated with magic energy, and put those that were not contaminated with magic energy in another place.

Looking at the last remaining jade box of elixir, Wang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he had not systematically practiced alchemy, he was no stranger to alchemy with all the memories of Tang Zhenye.

The Yunxiao Pavilion where Tang Zhenye is located is a sect established by alchemy, but after the sect became stronger, alchemy gradually turned behind the scenes.

Connect the talisman seals on the jade box, the jade box will be opened automatically, and immediately there will be a strange fragrance in the secret room, and all kinds of lights and colors on the jade box will complement each other, which is very gratifying.

Wang Mo's divine sense swept out, and he took all the appearance of the elixir into his eyes, shot out dozens of true energy with a wave of his hand, and pasted all the talismans on the jade box again, and most of the strong vitality fluctuations disappeared in an instant.

Looking at the empty ground, Wang Mo's eyes flashed with thought, and he pondered for half an hour before slowly getting up and going outside.

While walking, he poked out his consciousness and sent a message to Liu Zhongyang in the shop, asking him to prepare a carriage.

Liu Zhongyang, who was sorting out the accounts, suddenly heard the voice of "Hu Yanlie" in his ears, and without delay, he ordered the staff on the first floor to get ready to go.

Although he was surprised that the 'East' had been in the refining room for half a month after he came back, he was about to go to the Zhongyang Commercial Firm in the city. You must know that it was the property of the Yang family of the city lord's mansion, so Liu Zhongyang didn't ask. .

When Wang Mo came to the front hall, a gorgeous carriage had already been prepared outside, and the surrounding lights were flickering. It was obvious that there were restrictions placed to prevent outsiders from exploring with their spiritual sense.

The three sturdy horses stood there docilely, without the wildness of monsters at all.

"Master!" The servant standing beside the carriage saw Wang Mo walking out of the shop, and hurriedly bowed.

Wang Mo nodded casually, then stepped into the carriage, and the servant hurriedly lifted the curtain.

Not long after, the carriage drove away amidst the yelling of the servants, and the low-level monks dodged all the way, because there was an obvious mark on the carriage, a mass of burning flames, but it was indeed dark red.

In many cities and towns, there will be air restrictions, which will cause a lot of inconvenience, but for the alchemy monks, these restrictions will not have much effect, at most they will bring some pressure, and they will not be able to break through from above.

Since Hu Yanlie broke through to the alchemy stage, he has always liked to show off, which made Wang Mo also have to ride a carriage.

The distance that could have been reached within a cup of tea took less than half an hour in a carriage.

Although the carriage was very stable under the pull of the three strong horses and beasts, to Wang Mo, it was nothing less than suffering.

Suddenly, Wang Mo, who was resting his eyes with his eyes closed, noticed the carriage stopped. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the servant had pulled up the curtain of the carriage.

Wang Mo nodded slightly, and walked out of the car.

Looking up, a huge banner with "Zhongyang Commercial Bank" written on it is the property of the Yang family.

The welcoming guest standing at the door saw 'Huyan Lie', immediately greeted him with a flattering face, nodding and bowing: "Grandmaster Huyan!"

"En!" Wang Mo's nose responded slightly, and then walked in.

The servant behind him naturally pulled the carriage aside and waited outside, looking at this magnificent business house, his eyes were lost for a while.

As soon as he entered the firm, Wang Mo went straight inward. Hu Yanlie has been here many times, and each time he took away a lot of third-level refined materials.

In terms of commercial firms, there is naturally a different treat for customers and regular customers with such cultivation.

Not long after Wang Mo went in, an old man with white hair and white beard greeted him, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Huyan hasn't seen you for a long time, why come to my firm when you have time?"

The old man was quite rich, but the flashes of light in those long and narrow eyes from time to time destroyed this feeling.

"Why? You, Yang Weihong, don't do business with this old man?" Wang Mo rolled his eyes strangely, and said rather bluntly.

This Yang Weihong is the chief manager of Zhongyang Commercial Bank, who has full authority to handle all the affairs of the commercial bank. He is also the younger brother of Yang Kaifeng, the head of the Yang family, and has the cultivation base of the late stage of alchemy.

"Haha, where is it? Fellow Daoist Huyan can come and let the humble trading firm flourish, please come inside!" Yang Weihong smiled heartily and stretched out his hand to lead.

Wang Mo gave him a noncommittal sideways glance, and took the lead into the private room unceremoniously.

This Yang Weihong seems to be bold, but those who know him well know that he is a cunning and cannibalistic person.

When Hu Yanlie came here to buy refining materials and other things, he would fight with him every time, even for a hundred or ten low-grade primordial stones, his face would blush.

Wang Mo sat down on the soft chair, grabbed the spiritual tea that had been brewed on the coffee table, and drank it like a cow's drink.

In my heart, I am quite satisfied, the spirit tea served by Zhongyang Trading Company is really good, let alone a regular customer like him.

Yang Weihong looked distressed at the side, but there was no change on his face. After he finished drinking a cup of tea, he said: "I don't know if you have a magic weapon or buy materials ?”

"Hmph, the magic weapon refined by the old man is naturally sold in his own shop, and besides, your business takes too much commission, and the old man can't afford it!"

Wang Mo snorted coldly, and said sarcastically without hesitation.

"Haha, that's why Fellow Daoist Huyan didn't come to our firm to sell it. How about this? For Fellow Daoist Huyan's magic weapon, how about our firm not taking any formalities?" Yang Weihong laughed, and Hua Feng turned around.

"Huh?" Wang Mo glanced at him suspiciously. Yang Weihong and Hu Yanlie never gave in in the 'confrontation'. Why did he let go today?

"Haha, to tell you the truth, Fellow Daoist Huyan, my Yang family is planning to prepare a large-scale trading event, and I have sent out invitations a month ago, and it will be held in two months, but I need a few treasures from Fellow Daoist to shake up the scene!" Yang Weihong smiled slightly at his doubts, and said with a straight face.

"Hey!" Wang Mo smiled when he heard the words, it happened to be the time when Hu Yanlie was out a month ago, no wonder this Yang Weihong changed his normal routine.

But Wang Mo didn't intend to agree so easily. According to Hu Yanlie's temperament, the other party said that he would make a lot of money no matter what.

What's more, Wang Mo came here not only to buy refining materials, but also to buy several elixir plants to refine healing elixir for Qingpi, otherwise Qingpi's injury might take a long time to heal.

Seeing the familiar smile of 'Huyanlie', Yang Weihong's heart trembled. He knew very well that this old man would definitely open his mouth and say some difficult conditions for him.