Wang Ming's answer really didn't disappoint him: "Seven Vein Protecting Body Pills, three First-line Pills!"

"Pulse Moisturizing Pill?!First-line Pill?!Oh my God!"

Wang Ming only heard the exclamation of Daoist Gu Song, and then he heard a crisp sound of "bang", and then the sound from the mobile phone became a busy sound of "doodoo".

What's going on?

Wang Ming was a little dumbfounded.

A terrible and terrible scream suddenly sounded from inside the Sanqing Palace, breaking the silence of the Qingwei faction in the night. Several Taoists who had already fallen asleep were awakened by this sudden scream, and they couldn't help but look at each other, wondering what was going on.

In the brightly lit Sanqing Palace, the head of the Qingwei faction, Gu Song Daochang, who was wearing a dark blue robe, was lying on the ground with an anxious and panicked face, picking up the mobile phone that had been broken into several petals, and hurriedly wanted to assemble the mobile phone that had completely fallen apart as it was, and then call Wang Ming.

It turned out that just now, when Daoist Gusong heard Wang Ming say that in addition to the eight Zengyuan Pills he had, there were also seven Vein Protecting and Moisturizing Pills and three First-Line Pills, Daoist Gusong, who was overshocked, trembled for a while, and actually let the mobile phone in his hand fall on the floor paved with bluestone slabs, and it was broken into several petals in an instant. The crisp sound of "clang" that Wang Ming heard just now was the sound of the mobile phone falling on the bluestone slab.

The anxious Elder Gunsong was busy collecting the scattered parts and trying to reassemble them, while he kept muttering in his mouth: "Damn, how can this damn mobile phone not be dropped like this? These high-tech things just don't work! No, we have to quickly restore it to its original state, and then call Wang Ming." Let him not sell the Zengyuan Pill, the Pulse Moisturizing Pill and the First-Line Pill to others. If I miss these three elixirs, I, Honka, will become a sinner of the Qingwei faction. Hurry, hurry, must hurry. ”

He knew that the opportunity must not be lost and never come again, such an elixir is something that is coveted by those real big factions, and it will play a huge role in the development of the Qingwei faction, although those cultivators who came to participate in the auction today all respect the Qingwei faction, but for the dragon, two tigers, and three mountains, the five lakes and the four seas will be eight immortals can only be carried back!

The wish of the head of the Honmatsu Province is not to become an ancient sect like the three mountains. As long as you enter the Eight Immortals, you will have immeasurable merit!

After all, Gu Song Dao Chang is a Taoist priest, he can chant and cast spells, and he can also dance and chant spells, but he has not learned how to repair mobile phones, after some random patchwork, although the shape of the mobile phone has returned to normal, but there are still a few parts, lying alone on the bluestone slab.

When Honsong Dao Chang couldn't wait to press the power button of the mobile phone, he only heard a clear sound of "pop". After a glimmer of white light flashed on the pitch-black screen, there was no movement. Then, no matter how he fiddled with the pleading, the phone was indifferent. Ultimately. In a fit of rage, the elder of the ancient song raised his hand and threw the mobile phone out, and it smashed on the bluestone slab ground with a "bang", completely scrapped.

The angry and ruined head of Furusong Road. Turning his head, he stared at the two little Taoist boys who were standing beside him and were in charge of serving him. shouted and ordered: "You two, who is carrying the mobile phone, quickly take it out and give it to me!"

The two little Taoist children are both twelve or thirteen years old, with red lips and white teeth, and they are well-behaved and clever. The two of them had been serving Elder Gu Song for more than a year, but they had never seen this head with extraordinary skills so out of shape. For a while, the two little Taoist boys were stunned, and they stood for a while, and then Fang Cai cried with a sad face and said, "Palm, master, we don't have a mobile phone." ”

Thinking about it, these two Taoist boys have grown up in the Qingwei faction since they were children, and they rarely go out of the mountain gate. How can there be such an object as a mobile phone?

Daoist Gu Song finally figured it out at this moment, and hurriedly shouted at the outside of the Sanqing Palace: "Come on, come quickly, come here, where are they all dead, why can't you see a ghost shadow?"

At this moment, most of the cultivators in the Qingwei Sect. All have been sent to the auction site. Responsible for presiding over the auction and watching the venue. Except for the Gu Song Dao Elder and a few cultivators who stayed in the Qingwei Sect, most of the rest were ordinary Taoist priests, who could recite a few words, and had a little ability to observe qi and look at the color, and relied on their tongues and small skills to fool tourists and pilgrims on weekdays, but they didn't know how to cultivate. At this time, I heard the ancient Song Taoist first screaming miserably, and then roared angrily, these ordinary Taoist priests were all frightened to the point that their faces were colorless, curled up in the bed, and they kept chanting the "Exorcism Spell" in their mouths, and they didn't know where they learned it, only hoping that the demon would not find themselves, and where did they dare to run to the Sanqing Hall to see what was going on in this night when they couldn't see their fingers?

Daoist Gu Song shouted for three or four minutes, and only then did a young Taoist priest push open the door of the Sanqing Palace, walked up to him quickly, saluted respectfully, and said, "Come, come, Master, is there anything you want to tell your disciples to do?" This young Taoist priest was one of the several cultivators who stayed in the Qingwei Sect.

Daoist Gu Song didn't have the time and mood to be polite to this young Taoist priest at this time, and he was impatient, so he grabbed the young Taoist priest's neckline, lifted his whole person up, and asked sharply: "Where is your mobile phone?"

"Hand, mobile phone, Master, what do you want your mobile phone for?" The young Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, and then reacted a little, and said in shock: "Ah, Master, I know it's wrong, I really know it's wrong, I shouldn't use my mobile phone to browse the Eighteen Forbidden ......."

In normal times, Elder Honsong might have taught him a few words, but now, where is Elder Honsong still in the mood to listen to his confession, he waved off his words and said sharply: "I don't bother to care what you did with your mobile phone! Hurry up and give me your mobile phone, I want to make a call!"

"Did you just take my phone? I thought you were going to punish me, Master. The young Taoist priest suddenly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and the heart that was originally hanging was relaxed, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he quickly took out his Nokia from under the Taoist robe, and respectfully handed it into the hands of Daoist Gusong.

Taking over the mobile phone, Captain Gunsong quickly pressed Zhu Ziming's phone number. Just when the young Taoist priest was just relieved, thinking that this catastrophe was in danger and had been passed safely, he suddenly turned his head and grinned at the young Taoist priest, and said: "The thing you just said, write it down for the time being, and after the matter on my side is dealt with, I will slowly deal with your affairs!"

"Ah!" the young Taoist priest was stunned when he heard this, and his mouth opened wide in a daze, and the whole person was already stupid.

In the cave in the cave, Wang Ming was not in a hurry to leave, nor was he in a hurry to return the mobile phone to Zhu Ziming, just sat on the sofa and played with Zhu Ziming's Motorola mobile phone.

Although at the beginning, Wang Ming was a little confused. But after thinking about it for a while, he had already guessed what had happened to the Elder Gusong. So he didn't rush to leave, but waited for Governor Honsong to call again.

Zhu Ziming and Li Feng looked at each other, both confused, and they couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in Wang Ming's gourd. However, since Wang Ming didn't open his mouth to take it away, the two of them didn't dare to speak, so they could only sit in the cave with Wang Ming. Fortunately, there is a lively auction to watch, otherwise, no one can guarantee that the two of them will not be mentally disturbed because of this strange atmosphere.

At this time, Zhu Ziming's mobile phone rang, and the ringtone was still "The Most Dazzling National Style" on the street.

Zhu Ziming subconsciously wanted to get his phone back from Wang Ming, but unfortunately he opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say it. In desperation, he could only shake his head and curse secretly: "It doesn't matter who the called, Lao Tzu doesn't care!"

Looking at the string of numbers on the caller ID, the corners of Wang Ming's mouth hooked slightly, and he guessed that this was a call from Daoist Gusong.

After pressing the answer button, the impatient voice of Daoist Gu Song came out of the mobile phone: "Mr. Wang, I'm sorry, there was a little accident just now, where are you now? Oh, are you still at the auction site?

After ending the call, Daoist Gu Song threw the phone back to the young Taoist priest, ignoring his sad expression, and just coldly ordered: "Go and call your senior sister Gu Yue, and let her go with me to meet this senior Wang!"

"Yes!" The young Taoist priest didn't dare to slack off, so he quickly picked up his mobile phone, turned around and ran out of the Sanqing Palace, and went to call Daoist Guyue.

On the other side, after ending the call, Wang Ming returned the Motorola mobile phone to Zhu Ziming.

Taking the phone, Zhu Ziming asked cautiously: "Mr. Wang, I vaguely heard it just now, Gu Song Dao is long him, he seems to be rushing to meet you?"

"Well, that's right. Wang Ming nodded and replied.

Zhu Ziming exclaimed: "Oh my God! Gu Song Dao Chief, he is the head of the Qingwei Sect, he is the most powerful mana and the most noble status among these living immortals, he, he actually wants to rush here to meet you in person." Mr. Wang, you are simply too powerful, too stylish!Ah, you shouldn't be a big man with the same identity as those living immortals in the Qingwei faction, right?"

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Thanks for tipping~~~ (To be continued.) )