After drinking for three rounds, the atmosphere in the box became even more enthusiastic.

The impact of the discord between Wang Chen and Chen's disciples soon dissipated invisible.

This cultivator from a family of immortal cultivators quickly let go of his reserve, and put his arms around a charming female cultivator.

This greatly highlights Wang Chen's incompatibility.

Wang Chen neither summoned tricks nor talked with others, but sat beside Mou Guangji, drinking and eating quietly.

Although this is the underworld, the wine and food provided by Xiaoyao Pavilion are not inferior to Wanling City at all.

Moreover, a special magic circle is set up in the pavilion, which is as warm as spring and full of aura, making people feel comfortable and comfortable in it.

I only wish to be drunk for a long time and not want to wake up.

When the banquet was messed up, Mou Guangji put down the wine glass, clapped his palms to signal the maid to remove the leftovers.

All the musicians and dancers in the box then retreated out.

Including those waitresses.

When it was time to talk about serious matters, these inner disciples of Xihaizong all sat upright, quite dignified.

Mou Guangji said straight to the point: "I called everyone here this time because I have an important matter to discuss with you."

He said to a monk sitting on his right: "Junior Brother Zhang, take out the things."

The junior brother Zhang nodded, took out a grass from the storage bag, and placed it on the desk.

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on it.

The stems and leaves of this grass are very long, the edges of the blades are covered with sharp teeth, and there is a cold light like metal flashing.

It is black all over, with only a little bit of gray on the tip of the leaf.

"Cold Underworld Grass?"

Someone immediately recognized the origin of this grass!

"That's right."

Junior Brother Zhang said proudly: "I picked this when I went into the mountain a few days ago."

Everyone looked at each other, most of them showed excitement.

The cold underworld grass itself is not of much value, and no one will deliberately collect it.

But this kind of grass has a specialty, that is, it only grows on the cold mine soil.

In other words, the discovery of the cold underworld grass means the discovery of the cold underworld mineral deposits—it is nothing more than a problem of rich ore and poor ore.

The Hanming iron extracted from the Hanming ore is an excellent refining material, which can be used to refine second- and third-tier magic weapons, and belongs to the strategic materials of the sect.

The meritorious service that the cold iron can be exchanged for is also in the forefront of all the resources in the underworld.

It's no wonder everyone is excited.

"Everyone, don't get excited."

Mou Guangji said: "Junior Brother Zhang has only found a few plants of Cold Hell Grass so far, but it doesn't mean that he has definitely found a mineral deposit. Further search and exploration are needed."

After a pause, he continued: "But the mountains are dangerous, and Junior Brother Zhang is powerless to open up wasteland by himself, so he wants to cooperate with everyone to find ore, and then share the proceeds."

"Cooperative prospecting?"

Someone couldn't wait to ask: "What is the charter?"

If they really found a cold mine, even a small share of the pie would be enough to eat the oil!

But there are also people who have a subtle look, and there is a reserved look in their eyes.

The most problematic thing in this world is probably cooperation.

Everyone has their own guards to garrison, and cooperating with Junior Brother Zhang means temporarily showing up the territory that they have worked so hard to build, and the risks in it are unpredictable.

What I am most afraid of is that all the hard work will end up in vain.

Such things abound!

Everyone is calculating, and they are not very satisfied with the cooperation plan proposed by Junior Brother Zhang.

Those monks who were interested started to quarrel while talking, their faces turned red, and they were on the verge of a big fight.

Watching the excitement without interest, the clouds are calm and the wind is light.

Just like Wang Chen.

Wang Chen is farming happily in the guard, so he is not interested in doing such a thing.

He is not a dull person, how can he not see the repulsion and contempt attitude of those so-called famous children towards him.

If you really take the initiative to come up, nine out of ten will be cannon fodder and pathfinding pawns on the spot.

Is Wang Chen full?

"Junior Brother Wang, don't you want to join?"

Wang Chen wanted to be quiet, but Mou Guangji, who was sitting next to him, couldn't let him do so: "This is a very good opportunity."

In the opinion of Senior Brother Mou, Junior Brother Zhang has discovered an opportunity and is willing to share it with everyone. It is undoubtedly an excellent thing to cooperate in prospecting.

If this matter is successful, then the Mumenghui will really be a hit!

"I'm too busy with the affairs of the guard, so I won't participate."

Wang Chen declined politely, "Thank you, brother, for your kindness."

"That's it."

Mou Guangji's eyes flashed a trace of imperceptible displeasure, and then he smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, there will be a chance next time."

He looked around: "Junior brother, let's take a step to talk."

Wang Chen was stunned for a moment, not understanding what kind of medicine was sold in the other party's gourd.

It's just that he still needed the information provided by Mou Guangji, so he didn't refuse any more, and followed the senior brother out of the box.

When the two came to the terrace outside, Mou Guangji looked at Wang Chen with piercing eyes: "Junior Brother Wang, do you know why Junior Brother Chen doesn't like you?"

Wang Chen felt that he was not a spirit stone, and it was impossible to please everyone, but he still asked, "Why?"

Mou Guangji showed a strange smile: "Our junior brother is very high-minded, and has always wanted to worship under the sect of Master Changhe. This time, he also wants to earn meritorious deeds to exchange for the qualification to join Changhe's lineage."

Wang Chen frowned: "What does this have to do with me?"

"It's a big deal."

Mou Guangji said: "Junior Brother Wang, there are rumors in the inner sect that you have won the appreciation of Master Changhe. This time, as long as you make enough contributions in the underworld, you will be able to worship under the seat of Daoist!"

Wang Chen was speechless.

Who is spreading rumors.

It can't be said that he won the appreciation of Master Changhe. The fundamental reason is that he recommended Meng Fei, a top talent.

With Wang Chen's current aptitude, it is impossible to win the favor of Master Changhe.

But it is definitely no problem to enter the Changhe lineage.

"There is no such thing."

Wang Chen shook his head and said: "My roots are in the middle, how can I get into the eyes of a real person."

Without a superior foundation, Jindan Zhenren would be too lazy to teach!

"ah?"

Mou Guangji was taken aback: "Then what others said is all false?"

Wang Chen took a deep look at the other party: "It's impossible to worship under the seat of a real person, but it is possible to enter the line of Changhe."

He is clear in his heart that this senior brother is so enthusiastic about him, probably because of the influence of rumors.

Bet in advance!

"That's not bad."

Mou Guangji said awkwardly, "I thought..."

He changed the subject: "Then let's go back, it's not good to be out for too long."

"No."

Wang Chen said: "Brother Mou, I'll go back first if I have something to do, right..."

He took out ten Zhongling plugs and gave them to the other party: "This is mine."

Mou Guangji was embarrassed: "Junior Brother Wang..."

However, Wang Chen had already left.

——

The second one is delivered.

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