Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 317: Close Mountain

Beside the pond, there is a gentle breeze.

Lu Tong looked at the two boats, raised his nose, raised his hands to the woman and said, "Sister, I'm sorry. In addition to discussing things, I also want to ask for some elixir."

"No problem."

The woman waved her fleshy little hands and punted the boat away.

The rich floral fragrance that had been lingering around him also disappeared, leaving only another herbal smell.

Lu Tong walked up to the boat, cupped his hands and said, "Qi Capture Sect, Lu Tong, may I ask what your senior brother's name is?"

"Poor salary."

Poor salary has a delicate appearance and a thin body. He always has a smile on his lips and looks very gentle.

The boat approaches a nine-story tower.

The two boarded the fifth floor.

There are no partitions on the whole floor. There is a huge alchemy furnace nearly ten feet tall in the middle, surrounded by dozens of wooden cabinets full of drawers.

The whole floor is filled with a strong herbal smell.

After sitting down separately.

The poor man handed over a bowl of medicinal soup and asked, "Junior brother, what's the matter?"

It's business as soon as you open your mouth.

Lu Tong took the medicinal soup and couldn't help but guess that Jiuzhan was just gentle in appearance, and his temperament may not be very kind.

"Related to Zhiming Mountain."

He started talking directly without being too polite, telling the whole story of Dahe Lianghang, Zhimingshan, Chuiwen, Mengdahe, Hu Lian, etc.

The matter was complicated, and my mouth felt dry after I finished speaking.

The poor salary did not interrupt. After listening to it, he thought for a moment and asked, "What are your plans?"

Lu Tong took a quick sip of the medicinal soup and continued: "If Senior Sister Yinqing is interested, I can take over the Dahe Grain Company and provide rice, meat and vegetables to Zhiming Mountain as usual in the name of Senior Sister."

"What's the benefit of giving free money to Zhimingshan's disciples?"

"Good name."

Meng Dahe had a secret in his heart and did not dare to publicize the good deeds he had done. Even so, he has gained a good reputation among some disciples.

If it had been anyone else, a large amount of real money would have been spent, and it would have been easy to build momentum by just letting a few words slip.

The smile on the poor man's lips disappeared, and his expression became more serious.

"A good name sounds good, but what's the use?"

"I don't dare to do anything in front of my senior brother."

The Bu family has people, strength, status, and reputation. Whether it is making money or gathering influence, it will be of great help.

Yin Qing said that the Bu family intends to establish a sect.

Before he achieves great achievements, he cares more about his good reputation than ordinary monks.

The poor man sat on a chair and lowered his head to think.

After a long time, the smile returned to the corner of his mouth when he raised his head.

"What elixir do you need?"

"Shenmu Dan."

The poor salary frowned, shook his head and said: "This elixir is very special. Although I can refine it, I don't have any extra herbs on hand."

"Don't bother me, senior brother. Just list the herbs you need and I will send someone to find them."

"Okay."

The poor man took out a pen and paper and wrote a list.

Lu Tong took it and took a look.

Among the dozens of materials, there is a familiar name "Sheep Heart Vine". There were four in total at that time, three were given to Jing Xin, and one was left in his hand.

The poor man picked up a bowl of medicinal soup and said: "Most of these things are related to the divine world and the divine ruins. You can send people to the various divine ruins to look for them."

"Thank you, brother, for your advice."

"In addition, I have to work hard for you to deal with the Zhiming Mountain matter. Take over the Dahe Grain Store first, and then the senior sister from Zhiming Mountain will come back and come forward in person."

"Understood."

Lu Tong stood up and left.

The poor salary was delivered to the pool. When he turned around, he muttered: "Kill those who shouldn't be kept. Don't disturb the senior sister by dragging your feet."

"Yes."

Come fully loaded and return empty-handed.

Inside a carriage.

Lu Tong sat cross-legged on the narrow couch in the innermost corner, his eyes slightly closed.

Wan Yi and Wan Xi were sitting by the windows on both sides.

Wan Yi murmured: "It's another year. The debt owed in the previous year will be written off after the new year."

Wan Xi said: "The New Year is over and the person is not dead, how can the debt be cancelled?"

Wan Yi glanced at Lu Tong and said, "Why not? The debtor doesn't pay back, and the creditor doesn't dare to mention it. What is it if it's not a write-off?"

Lu Tong opened his eyes.

"Yin and Yang, what kind of debt?"

Wan Yi curled his lips and said nothing.

Wanxi said: "She is greedy for senior brother's blood."

Lu Tong paused and remembered immediately.

Before Master Baorong passed his birthday, he promised a share of blood when discussing gifts, and the statue he finally gave was indeed inspired by Wan Yi.

"What's the rush? Now is not the time?"

Wan Yi's eyes darkened. He didn't expect that if he exposed it in person, he would be rejected.

"When is the time?"

"Soon."

Lu Tong looked at the two of them from side to side and said, "Are you two Meng Dahe's opponents?"

"Senior brother wants to kill Meng Dahe? You know that there will be no good results if you go with senior brother."

"Really?"

Wan Yi said: "It's hard to say."

Wanxi said: "Senior brother, if you also give me a share of blood, Meng Dahe will be given to us."

"Okay."

The small building in the center of the lake.

Lu Tong sat at the desk, copied a cargo list, and asked: "Is there anyone you can trust who is capable of going deep into Jieshui Lake?"

The poor man suggested going to Shenxu to search, but he knew a better place.

When I investigated the details of the Zuntian Chamber of Commerce, I saw many treasures from the God Realm in the shop. The materials required for Shen Mu Dan are difficult to assemble elsewhere, so it should not be a problem on the Worry-Free Immortal Ship.

Mrs. Ninth stood aside and looked at the list.

"There are a lot of things going on at the beginning of the year, and there are a few capable people missing. Is this urgent?"

"Not bad."

Lu Tong put down his pen, tapped the table with his finger, and said: "Those two who are leaving, they should not leave. Can we free up people now?"

"Gan Hao, Luo Yingying? They're not leaving, why didn't I know?"

"It's not that I won't leave, it's that I have nowhere to go." He handed over the bill of goods casually, "Find someone to go to the Worry-Free Immortal Boat in Jieshui Lake and buy some things from the Zuntian Chamber of Commerce there."

Mrs. Ninth took the order and said, "I originally planned to have Yang Ping temporarily fill the gap. Since those two people won't leave, I'll let her go."

"This transaction is of great value, you must find someone you can trust. ~IndoMTL.com~ This material is worth at least tens of thousands of taels of silver, which is a lot of money for ordinary monks.

Madam Ninth raised her eyes and said, "It's a bottle, don't you remember?"

Lu Tong looked confused.

"Who, female?"

Mrs. Ninth sighed and said: "I have taken the initiative to get close to you several times in the past, but you actually forgot all about me and my name. With an oval face, a small figure, and a handle like Ruyi, that time I went to the north of the city to visit graves to search for evil cultivators. She almost hangs on you."

Lu Tong recalled it for a while, and finally had an impression of Mohu.

When raising bottles and killing thousands of acres of fields, he and Song Yanbai also helped out.

He didn't care about this person, waved his hand and said: "Since you can trust her, let her go quickly."

Late night.

Most of Zhiming Mountain is dark, with only a few lights on the top and bottom of the mountain.

Lu Tong carried a gift box and walked to the foot of the mountain alone.

A young monk who was keeping vigil at night yawned and said: "Brother, the mountain will be closed at night. Senior brother will come back tomorrow morning."

Lu Tong smiled and said, "Senior Brother Chuiwen, are you on the mountain?"

"Here. The mountain is closed, you can't go up."

"I won't go up, please go and pass the message for me and tell him that Lu Tong, the Qi Capture Sect, is here to visit."

The young monk shook his head repeatedly and said: "Brother, the mountain is closed, and I can't go up. I sleep at dusk and get up in the morning, and everyone performs their duties. Senior brother, please come back tomorrow morning."

"I won't go up, and you won't go up either. Can you let Senior Brother Chuiwen come down?"

"No. After closing the mountain, the sky will not fall."

Lu Tong felt a little helpless and said, "I'll wait here, okay?"

"Okay. Senior brother, there are stools over there."

"Hey."

He sighed and walked towards the stool not far away.

I planned to take advantage of the darkness to plot a major murder and seize wealth, but unexpectedly I was stopped by a little guy at the foot of the mountain.

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