Wu Meng read the contents of the book several times and still didn't see a problem.

"Bai Yun doesn't know what he has done?" "I hate this kind of person the most, I think I am very majestic, but others don't understand the meaning of her show.

"Are you deliberately pretending to be stupid?" Wen Zhangshi squinted slightly at Wu Meng.

Wu Meng directly ignored the meaning of Wen Zhangshi's words, "Please make it clear!"

"Okay, since you don't understand, I'll tell you about it. Wen Zhangshi said with an unkind face, "You refined the spirit liquid for five days, and refined 15 bottles of spirit liquid, how many spirit herbs did you use?"

"Not counting today's 75 plants. I don't know what's wrong?" replied Wu Meng.

"Hmph, I still want to deny it!Tell him how much spiritual liquid 75 spirit grasses can refine!" Wen Zhangshi sneered.

"Listen, kid, you can refine at least 25 bottles of spiritual liquid!" the outer disciple looked at Wu Meng with disdain.

"It turns out that the head thinks I'm greedy for spiritual grass. Wu Meng suddenly realized.

"Hmph, drag him down, give him 20 lashes first, and send him to the forbidden spirit land and locked up for a month!" Wen Zhangshi retracted his gaze in disgust.

"Wait!" Wu Meng was also displeased by this person's repeated cold tides and sarcasm, and didn't even give her a chance to explain, this was deliberate!

"Hmph! You still want to quibble, the battle on the front line is tense, and you take this opportunity to be greedy for ink spirit grass, such behavior is like a traitor, what else is there to justify!" Wen Zhangshi smashed a high hat on the top of Wu Meng's head again.

"I just wanted to ask the boss if you have checked the spiritual liquid I refined? If not, I have a freshly refined spiritual liquid here, please take a look. Although Wu Meng was annoyed, he still said in a light tone. With a wave of his hand, he took out the bottle of spiritual liquid that he had put into the Qiankun bag, and gently sent it into the air, and the jade bottle flew towards Wen Zhangshi.

Wen Zhangshi was a little unhappy to be questioned like this, but she just looked at the jade bottle floating over and frowned, she really didn't check it, but someone was naturally responsible for checking the spiritual liquid. She reached out and took the spiritual liquid and looked at Wu Meng again, then opened the cap and checked. This spiritual fluid is full of spiritual power, clear and free of impurities, and it is the best spiritual liquid. "The quality of the spirit liquid is good, but what does it have to do with your greed for ink spirit grass?"

"This bottle of spiritual liquid is refined from five spirit grasses. Wu Meng said lightly. "If you don't believe it, you can ask the Dan master in the door to come and test it, or you can take the spiritual liquid refined by others to compare, if you still don't believe it, I can also refine it for you in person. ”

Wu Meng blocked Wen Zhangshi's words, and Wen Zhangshi was a little suspicious when he heard Wu Meng's words, but his dignified Dan Hall was actually questioned by a kid, and he was really annoyed in his heart, and his face was ugly.

"Presumptuous!" The disciple standing next to him saw Wen Zhangshi's ugly face, and reprimanded Wu Meng with a very good look, "You have no respect for the elder! You dare to contradict the master in charge like this, I think you don't know whether you live or die!"

Because Wu Meng is only a registered disciple of Weihe Daojun, the sect clothes he wears are still ordinary outer disciple clothes.

"You took out this spiritual liquid and said that what you refined was what you refined?!I don't think it was stolen from somewhere!" the disciple said.

Wu Meng didn't even give the disciple a look, just hooked his lips and looked at Wen Zhangshi with a smile.

Wen Zhangshi was a little annoyed by this look, and yelled, "Shut up!" and suddenly fell silent.

"Go find a bottle of ordinary spiritual liquid, and invite a Dan Master to come over. Wen Zhangshi looked at Wu Meng with an unkind face, but said to the outer disciple.

"Boss?" the disciple hesitated.

"Go!"

"Yes!" the disciple was startled and hurriedly withdrew.

After the disciple withdrew, Wen Zhangshi spoke, "It's better for what you say to be true—" The threat in his tone was undisguised.

"Bai Yun is very sorry for his life!" Wu Meng glanced at her lightly, and some didn't understand how this kind of person who caught people indiscriminately sat in the position of the leader. Even if she is greedy for ink, doesn't this person know that she is a registered disciple of Weihe Daojun? Isn't she afraid that Weihe Daojun will be questioned by Weihe Daojun for such a punishment?

As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog! Besides, she is still a registered disciple of Weihe Daojun and lives in Jiuhe Peak. And she still came here with the warrant of the master, didn't she register?

So it's really a bit strange to say that this Wen palm matter.

"Humph!"

The outer disciple's movements were very fast, and in less than two quarters of an hour, he invited someone, and two came, one of whom was familiar to Wu Meng, Zeng Qing.

Zeng Qing was a little puzzled when he saw Wu Meng, and then he heard the outer disciple introduce, "Master Wen has already invited Danshi." This is the ink mark passed down by the three elders, and this is the eighth elder's personal hand-passed on Zeng Qing!"

Hearing the introduction, Wen Zhangshi quickly got up and smiled at the two of them, "It turned out to be Senior Brother Mo and Senior Brother Zeng! It's really disturbing to invite the two of you to come, but I found something wrong when I checked the account books, this outer disciple named Bai Yun used 75 spiritual herbs to refine 15 bottles of spiritual liquid, which is really incredible.

But since this person said that the quality of the spiritual liquid he refined was higher than that of others. To put it bluntly, I had to verify it so as not to wronged the wrong person. That's why I invited the two juniors to come and appraise it. ”

Wen Zhangshi's words directly made her a fair and selfless person, although there was no belittling of Wu Meng in his words, but others would always look down on Wu Meng when they listened.

"I see, bring the ichor. Inkmark nodded.

"Then thank you, Senior Brother Mo. Palm Wen smiled and handed over the spiritual liquid. The ink marks were about to be identified, and Yu Guang caught a glimpse of what Zeng Qing was talking to, huh, what is it called? Forget it, just chat with that person.

"Zeng Qing, do you know this person?"

Zeng Qing's eyelashes moved, "This is Bai Yun." ”

"I know it's white clouds. "The name Bai Yun is slightly familiar, wait, Bai Yun, "You are the Bai Yun who was the first in this year's disciple selection and was accepted as a disciple by the Nine Elders." Inkmark's mouth opened wide in surprise.

Ninth Elder's apprentice? Wen Zhangshi's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Bai Yun in disbelief, didn't Ah Hua say that he was just a small outer sect? Is it just that he is showing off his power by relying on the results of disciple selection? Why is this a little wrong?

"It's just a named disciple. Wu Meng shook his head, but in another month, he will be a disciple in the room, well, it should be about the same.

"It's already such a lucky thing to be a disciple of the Nine Elders, even if it's only a registered disciple, being taught by the Nine Elders is already a blessing for several lifetimes. Ink Mark said with some excitement.

At present, there are only a few ninth-grade alchemists in the Lingshan Realm, and they can't be counted on two hands, maybe only one hand. And the Nine Elders, as one of them, are the living signboard of the Danqi Sect. As long as there is no one who aspires to the Dan Dao, there is no one who does not aim for the Nine Elders.

"It is indeed a blessing for me to be a disciple of the Master. Wu Meng agreed, "You better check this spiritual liquid first and return my innocence." ”

"Check what, would the disciples of the Nine Elders still lack this little bit of spirit grass?" Mo Ji said unceremoniously.

Wen Zhangshi's face turned pale.