Xianmeng City.

This day.

On the street in front of the Treasure Tower, a cold-faced old man walked forward slowly among the endless stream of people.

soon.

The cold-faced old Taoist came to the treasure and glanced at the three big words that were shining with inspiration.

No hesitation.

He walked straight to the hall of the Treasure Tower.

After entering the hall, the cold-faced old Taoist came to a servant, showed the token and spoke:

"Take me to see Manager Duan!"

Hearing words.

The young attendant was slightly stunned, as if he had thought of something, then he reacted and said respectfully:

"Senior, please come here!"

The young attendant reached out to guide the way.

Immediately.

Under the guidance of the young attendant, the two of them arrived at the fifth floor living room one by one.

After serving tea!

After the young attendant Xiang Cheng gave a bow, he went to report to Manager Duan!

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In a secret room on the fifth floor of the Treasure Tower.

"Manager Duan, there is a senior who wants to see you. I wonder if he wants to meet you?"

The young servant looked down at the old man with a square face playing with a pair of golden balls on the chair and said.

However, after the light glanced at the pair of golden balls, a look of envy flashed deep in his eyes.

According to rumors, the pair of golden balls that Manager Duan often plays with is a magic weapon?

Although he didn't know whether this pair of golden balls was the rumored magic weapon, he could vaguely sense that the golden ball contained shocking power.

"Even if it is not a magic weapon, it should be a very precious treasure!"

The young servant thought with some envy.

Just then.

A plain voice came from the chair in the upper head.

"What does this person look like?"

The two golden balls that were rotating in Manager Duan's hand paused, endured the joy in his heart and asked quickly.

Immediately.

The young monk described the cold-faced old Taoist Cheng Buzheng for a moment.

Here comes, finally!

Fortunately, I didn't disappoint...

Soon, Manager Duan calmed down his joy and said:

"Which living room is this person in?"

"Speak for the manager, that senior was arranged by the young man in the living room No. 507."

The young servant replied quickly.

"Yes!" Manager Duan nodded and said:

"Okay, I understand!"

"You guys go down!"

He waved his hand and shook his sleeves, and the two golden balls in his hand disappeared, then stood up and walked out.

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Zhenbao Pagoda, in the living room No. 507.

Cheng Bujian was sitting on the chair, playing with the tea cup in his hand, and soon a sound of light footsteps came from outside.

The footsteps are from far to near.

In front of the open door, a square-faced old man soon appeared.

Although the other person had a bright smile on his face, the slightly urgent step could reveal a little anxious feeling in this person's heart.

Regarding this.

Cheng Buzheng also knew where the anxious intention in the management of the matter came from?

Immediately.

The cold-faced old Taoist Cheng Buzheng put down the teacup in his hand, stood up, and met him.

He smiled and bowed to Manager Duan into the living room, saying:

"Make Manager Duan wait for a long time!"

"The old Taoist carefully studied the medicinal properties of these spiritual medicines, which delayed a little time. I hope Manager Duan will not be surprised?"

Hearing words.

Manager Duan shook his head with a smile and said insincerely:

"It is natural for fellow Taoists to study pharmacology!"

"What's more, elixir refining itself is a very cautious thing. Although I can't refining elixir, I still understand this principle? How dare I blame fellow Taoists?"

"Then thank you fellow Taoist for your understanding!"

The cold-faced old Taoist Cheng Buzheng smiled.

Immediately afterwards.

Cheng Buzheng's one-arm virtual guide

"Fellow Taoist please!"

After the two sat down.

Manager Duan had a smile on his face, and he didn't go around it, and he just said straight to the point:

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, can this mission go smoothly?"

Hearing this.

The cold-faced old Taoist Cheng Buzheng certainly knew the potential meaning of the other party's words and sighed slightly.

Hearing this sigh, Manager Duan felt nervous, and felt something bad in his heart, and he quickly asked:

"Is there something unexpected?"

Cheng Buzheng nodded and shook his head again.

Seeing this, Manager Duan was also a little confused. What is this?

Cheng Buzheng pondered for a moment, saw the confusion in the other person's eyes, and spoke:

"It's smooth, not smooth!"

"Fellow Taoist, how can I explain this?"

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng continued:

"Although the old Taoist completed this alchemy mission, he still did not fulfill the expectations of fellow Taoists?"

This moment.

Manager Duan seemed to understand something, and a cold color flashed deep in his eyes and said lightly:

"Has fellow Taoist only refined two purple li pills?"

Cheng Buzheng, who noticed the details, also knew that the other party had misunderstood, shook his head and said:

"That's not the case, the Zili Pill has become three pills!"

"It's just that I haven't met the expectations of fellow Taoists, and I have made four pills. However, if I have the chance to receive the task of Zili Pill, the old Taoist will be able to get one more point in his grasp."

Hearing this.

Manager Duan's face changed from indifference to a smile again. Even the speed of flipping books was not as fast as his face change.

Then, he said with a smile on his face:
To be continued...