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Chapter 832 Lang Kun's background!
Go back and sleep!
It's a cold day, but it's still comfortable to stay in bed, and I have to find someone to paint Wang Defa's walls tomorrow morning, otherwise, what's the point of breaking the walls?
The next day.

Chen Muyu also wanted to call Langri and the others to chat for a while and learn about the situation in Kunlun.

Unexpectedly, Wang Defa brought Wu Jiale here.

"Brother Chen, I heard from my son that my jar is with you?" After a few pleasantries, Wu Jiale immediately brought up the jar.

Ever since he got that miraculous pot, Wu Jiale has regarded it as a treasure. Even Chen Muyu's little Hunyuan soup is no longer delicious. His wife gave the pot to Chen Muyu privately, and he was so depressed.

Just when he heard that Chen Muyu had come to the provincial capital, he rushed over quickly, but he didn't dare to ask Chen Muyu for money, so he could only remind him insinuatingly.

In other words, if Chen Muyu refuses to accept his account and refuses to give it to him, he really has nothing to do with it.

Wang Defa is also very interested. He is very concerned about this kind of thing.

"Look at my memory!"

Chen Muyu smiled, and hurriedly took out the kettle, and put it on the coffee table in the living room, "A few days ago, Xiaobao gave me this thing, and asked me to show its origin. I forgot, it should have been returned to you long ago!"

This kettle, Chen Muyu has already used the system to repair it, and the cost is not much, but the dragon root inside has already been taken out by Chen Muyu.

Now, there is still some dragon root smell in the kettle, so it should be able to soak for a while, and the water should still be effective.

Wu Jiale was so excited that he hurriedly stepped forward to carefully hold the kettle in his arms, and carefully checked that it was indeed his kettle.

It took a while for Wu Jiale to realize that he had lost his composure. He looked up at Chen Muyu and smiled dryly, "Well, brother Chen, do you know the origin of this thing?"

Chen Muyu smiled, "This is called Longgen pot, it was the emperor's urinal in the former palace!"

Nonsense!

Urinal?

Wu Jiale was taken aback.

Wang Defa was also stunned, and then laughed, "Haha, urinal? You f*ck use a urinal as a treasure, it's so ridiculous!"

Wu Jiale's face was also blue and purple, quite embarrassing.

If others said that, he would have been shamed a long time ago, but the ones in front of him were Chen Muyu and Wang Defa.

"You're not mistaken, Brother Chen, you said this is a urinal?" Wu Jiale couldn't believe it.

Chen Muyu said indifferently, "Although it is a urinal, the material of this pot is special, and it must have been used to make tonic, so it has a certain nourishing effect..."

Hearing this, Wu Jiale reluctantly believed it.

Indeed, there is something so miraculous that just soaking in some water can be so effective. This pot must have been soaked in some great tonic before, just like an old teacup, it is covered with dirt, so it turns decay into magic.

"If you soak it in water, although it will be effective for a while, it won't last long. After soaking for a few feet, the smell will fade away. At that time, it will be an ordinary urinal again!" Chen Muyu continued to make nonsense.

Wu Jiale has already believed it.

"Then how long can this soak?" Wu Jiale asked.

Chen Muyu spread his hands, expressing that he didn't know.

Maybe three or five times, maybe thirty or fifty times, three or five hundred times, who knows?

Wu Jiale said, "Is there any way to maintain its medicinal effect for a long time?"

Chen Muyu said, "This thing is the same as the teapot. It needs to be raised. When it's okay, buy more tonic medicines and keep it. It should last for a while!"

Wu Jiale suddenly realized that this was the truth.

"Brother Chen, thank you very much!" Wu Jiale grinned, "When I have nothing to do in the future, I will use your little Hunyuan soup to soak it..."

Chen Muyu couldn't laugh or cry.

Wang Defa next to him rolled his eyes wildly, "Is this thing really that effective?"

Wu Jiale hurriedly pinned the kettle tightly, looking like a miser.

"Show me!" Wang Defa said.

"Brother Fa, there's nothing to see!"

"Bring it you, what nonsense!"

"Be careful, don't crush me!"

……

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In the afternoon, Wu Jiale and Wang Defa left by boat. These two old and unscrupulous people soaked a pot of dragon root water, and they didn't know where they went to do experiments.

Chen Muyu summoned Langri and the others.

"How is Langkong?" In the living room, Chen Muyu made a cup of tea and asked slowly.

Lang Ri said, "If you go back to the master, Junior Brother Langkong is fine, it's just a physical injury, and it will recover within half a month at most."

Chen Muyu nodded slightly, and made the three of them sit down, "What is the identity of this Lang Kun, and it is worth you looking for him one after another?"

Lang Ri said, "Lang Kun, like me and Lang Kong, is an elder of the outer sect of Tiandaozong, but Lang Kun's identity is more special. There are rumors that he is the illegitimate son of the suzerain Langyun City outside. Of course, this is just a rumor That's all, it's not confirmed!"

"Son of the suzerain?"

Chen Muyu frowned slightly, if this is the case, this matter is probably a bit serious.

Lang Ri said, "Someone in the sect is spreading the word like this, but no one is doing it in an upright manner. The authenticity needs to be verified. However, half a year ago, there was a big competition in the sect, and Lang Kun won the first place. The suzerain was very happy, and gave him a special treasure from the fairy world, which is said to be a token of the general!"

Chen Muyu nodded slightly, "He is only in the early stage of Nascent Soul, compared to you, he should be a little worse, how could he be number one?"

Lang Ri smiled wryly, "The Zongmen Grand Competition has an age limit, and Lang Kun is much younger than us, so he is just able to participate in the Grand Competition..."

Chen Muyu laughed, it sounded like a tailor-made, legendary recruitment of radish.

"Among the younger generation of Tiandao Sect, have you not been able to do what he did?" Chen Muyu asked.

Even Gu Dajun and the others, young disciples from the outer sect, already have the Jindan realm. Chen Muyu does not believe that there is no Nascent Soul realm among the elites of the inner sect of Tiandao Sect.

Lang Ri said, "Of course there are. The Heavenly Dao Sect comes out in large numbers. There are dozens of Nascent Soul Realm powerhouses who are less than two hundred years old. Reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul Realm, just didn't participate in the competition that day."

Chen Muyu smiled. From what it sounds like, this Lang Kun seems to have an inexplicable relationship with the head of Tiandao Sect.

"Lang Kun's death, the inner sect put a lot of pressure on us. Junior brother Lang Kong and I rushed out this time because we wanted to find out the truth as soon as possible and settle this matter. If we don't give a reasonable and definite explanation, I'm afraid The inner sect will not let it go easily, master, this matter, you see..."

Speaking of this, Lang Ri looked at Chen Muyu.

In less than half a month, Tiandaozong has already had two waves of people, first Gu Dajun and Jiang Xiaoyue, and then Langkong and Langri.

(End of this chapter)