Chapter 316 Trading
In fact, Mu Lan already has a mature plan in mind, but compared to the two sects, the level of senior brother Gu Qingyuan is actually the most difficult to solve.

Although we haven't been together for a long time, it can be seen that this is a kind person who upholds the philosophy of the teacher and practices meditation to stop killing. To some extent, he is a little pedantic, and he is not as smooth as Lu Qinghan.

But mortals have desires, and the desire to become stronger is his weakness. It has always been his dream to seek the way and ascend to the fairy world, so he did not hesitate to leave the junior sister he admired and the teacher who raised him.

Mu Lan felt that as long as she grasped this point of him, it was the key to completing the plan.

"Most of the participating sects have been inherited since the Great War of Immortals and Demons. Do you think you can beat them?"

"Qiyunguan has some background, and its qualifications are not inferior to other sects. However, you ask yourself, can you become the winner among these monks?"

Mu Lan's words were extremely cold, and they directly hit Gu Qingyuan's sore spot.

He is a practitioner with mediocre talent. Of the three current disciples of Qiyun Guan, Lu Qinghan is much younger than him, but his cultivation level has almost caught up with him, not to mention the outer disciple Zhao Ziyu who just joined.

Gu Qingyuan laughed at himself. During the conversation with Zhao Ziyu, he accidentally learned that this young cultivator had just completed foundation building, and had already reached the realm that he had spent 20 years cultivating. He is lost.

As expected, people are different. God does not favor him, but only leaves a mediocre spiritual root for him.

"There is only one and a half months before the trial of Xianzong. In such a short time, your cultivation will not improve much." Mu Lan shook her head and said.

Seeing Gu Qingyuan who was in a somewhat depressed mood, Mu Lan approached him, and then said in an inducing tone: "It is your determination to live to death, but determination is not enough. You need to survive. survived."

"Now there is an opportunity, it depends on whether you can seize it."

Gu Qingyuan raised his head suddenly, he hesitated and said: "You mean, our crafting workshop? Do we need to use foreign things?"

He has heard about what Mu Lan and Lu Qinghan have been tinkering with recently, but he actually despises it in his heart. He thinks that strange skills and ingenuity are not the right way, and monks must return to their own cultivation in the end in the battle.

But looking at Mu Lan's serious eyes, he was a little touched.

"Senior brother, you must have never patronized our laboratory!" Lu Qinghan curled her lips, "You don't really care about the things we have done our best for you, right?"

"no"

Gu Qingyuan smiled, looked at the dissatisfied junior sister with pouting lips, and said gently: "What is the laboratory?"

"Come and take a look, and then you will make a choice." Mu Lan blinked.

The original alchemy furnace and refining furnace of Qiyun Temple were in the West Wing. Usually only Daoist Yunxiao and Lu Qinghan visited here, but now it has been remodeled, and there are many more things that Gu Qingyuan can't understand.

Mu Lan’s portable space has brought Zhao Ziyu’s set here. Now it is a complete set of standardized assembly line refining workshop. If the production is carried out at full capacity in the future, this room will not be enough. It is estimated that the row on the west side The rooms have to be requisitioned.

Zhao Ziyu introduced the items inside to Gu Qingyuan one by one, and when it came to his field, the young monk began to eloquently.

"Let me show you what a mass-produced magic weapon is! This is the future of Qiyun Temple and even the Lingyin world!"

At Shenshi the next day, five dusty men appeared in front of the gate of Qiyun Temple. The head of the man looked old and his complexion was slightly dark. He frowned when he saw half of the Taoist temple's screen wall.

"This Qiyun Temple has now decayed into this appearance. If you have mastered the spiritual veins, that's all it is?"

The man next to him was younger, he looked respectful, and then said in a low voice: "I have never heard of such rumors, and I feel strange as soon as I come here today, could it be a fraud?"

"Just relying on these stinky shrimps from Qiyunguan, the guy named Gu Qingyuan came to the door last night, and it doesn't look like a fake."

While these few people were discussing in low voices, the gate of the Taoist temple opened, and Gu Qingyuan and Lu Qinghan greeted them with smiles on their faces.

"Why don't you know when we arrive!" Lu Qinghan said enthusiastically, "Please come in quickly."

"I was so presumptuous last night, I hope Brother Zhang will forgive me." Gu Qingyuan said sincerely.

"No problem." The disciple of the Sanqing Sect known as Cultivator Zhang waved his hands, "If this can be done, I will definitely host a banquet at home for three consecutive days to entertain you."

"That's all." Lu Qinghan said with a smile: "We are about to leave Dongji State, Tianyin Pavilion is very domineering, can't we afford to provoke or hide?"

"Hahaha!" Cultivator Zhang laughed three times, and then cursed twice in the direction of Tianyin Pavilion in the sky.

"If it weren't for these greedy and despicable villains, why would my Sanqingzong come here, and sooner or later I would kill him at the gate of the mountain to relieve my hatred!"

Yesterday, after Mu Lan made sense of Gu Qingyuan, he hurriedly set off, and it was already late at night when he arrived at Sanqingzong.

He brought the news of leasing the spiritual veins, which immediately shocked the Sanqingzong, and sent inner disciples to investigate the next day.

This monk looked quite old, and he came to discuss business on behalf of the Sanqingzong. The brothers and sisters did not dare to neglect, and the Sanqingzong offered the best tea in the sect as soon as they were seated.

Cultivator Zhang didn't intend to drink tea at all, he put down the teacup and said impatiently, "Take me to see the spirit vein!"

Mu Lan, who was hiding in the realm of nothingness, was very satisfied with his reaction. After all, spiritual veins were of great importance. Sanqing Sect's own spiritual mines had been mined very little, and they had fallen behind in the long-term competition with Tianyin Pavilion. Not surprising either.

On the way to the back mountain, Cultivator Zhang suddenly said: "Where is Daoist Yunxiao? Can you decide the ownership of this spirit vein?"

"Master!" Lu Qinghan rushed to speak before Gu Qingyuan, she said with a smile: "He hangs around all day long and never goes home, but don't worry, he agrees to such a big matter. Once the contract takes effect, within ten years This is for your use."

The two brothers and sisters took Brother Zhang through the boundless dense forest and found a deserted ancient well.

Although Cultivator Zhang was a little suspicious along the way, when he was brought near the ancient well, he immediately sensed a faint spiritual energy and became excited immediately.

"It's one mile deep underground." Lu Qinghan took out a few ropes and said: "The ancient well has been abandoned for a long time and is difficult to penetrate deep. You need to go deep into the bottom of the well to see it."

After returning to the Taoist temple, Cultivator Zhang could not stop his excited expression. It turned out that Qiyun Temple really controlled a spiritual vein!
Now that this place was known to him, Brother Zhang secretly thought that as long as the Sanqing Sect sent a large number of masters to garrison this place, they would not be able to go back on their word after the contract came into effect.

"Cultivator Zhang." Gu Qingyuan came over suddenly, and said in a low voice, "This matter must not be leaked out, only our two sects should know, after all, Yin Pavilion that day."

"Of course!" Cultivator Zhang thought to himself, how could the old enemy Tianyin Pavilion know about this kind of thing, all transactions had to be done in secret until the sect completely controlled the spirit veins.

"Then the 20 high-grade spirit stones you promised." Lu Qinghan showed the face of a profiteer.

"20?" Cultivator Zhang was shocked, "Didn't you say 10 yesterday?"

"The ten-year lease period!" Lu Qinghan curled her lips, "Who knows if you will evacuate the mountain?"

Cultivator Zhang was in pain for a while. There was no short-term profit in mining the spirit mine. Under the suppression of Tianyin Pavilion, the Sanqingzong's financial resources were really stretched.

"The matter is very important. I have to go back to the sect to report to the suzerain, and then I will make a decision!"

After Xiushi Zhang reluctantly left, Mu Lan suddenly appeared from the field. She was very satisfied with Lu Qinghan's acting skills, and Gu Qingyuan's expression was also remarkable.

"Now the first link has been completed, and now it's the key person's turn." She said slowly.

(End of this chapter)

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