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Chapter 2066 Qianyanghua Erdan, leave
"I heard that your sect has a healing holy medicine, Qianyanghuaerdan. We want a Qianyanghuaerdan, and we ask Senior Zhao to fulfill it."

Wang Changsheng said via voice transmission that Qianyang Huaer Pill is a sixth-order healing elixir, and it is also the elixir that Chen Haotian wants to obtain.

Chen Haotian gave them a sum of resources for cultivating immortals. Wang Changsheng originally wanted to buy one from the real Taiyang, but now that the real Taiyang opened his mouth, Wang Changsheng simply wanted to use the Yanghua Erdan.

"Dry Yanghua Erdan?"

Master Taiyang was taken aback for a moment, he thought Wang Changsheng would ask for Tongtian Lingbao or refining materials, but he didn't expect Wang Changsheng would ask for a sixth-order healing elixir.

Master Taiyang nodded, flicked his sleeves, and a golden jade box flew out and landed in front of Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng took the golden jade box, opened it, and found a golden porcelain bottle inside.

Wang Changsheng thanked him and accepted the golden jade box.

All the monks were full of envy, the things that the fit monks gave must be extraordinary.

"Wang Daoyou, Mrs. Wang, congratulations! I have long discovered that you are different from ordinary people. As expected, Wang Daoyou and Mrs. Wang are extremely powerful and will definitely be reused. It is only a matter of time before you enter the fusion stage."

Lan Fukong hastily praised him, his face full of flattery.

"Fellow Daoist Lan praised you. Zhenhai Palace has masters stronger than us, and Fairy Ye is much stronger than us."

Wang Changsheng said modestly.

"Fairy Ye is really powerful. After all, a famous teacher produces a high-level apprentice. She is a disciple of Senior Zhao. Naturally, she is not comparable to ordinary monks. However, the two fellow Taoists are not weak. You were born in Zhenhai Palace, and you are often guided by your master. Your future achievements will be incredible. Limit, this time I was able to get to know three fellow Taoists, I am really lucky."

Lan Fukong continued to flatter, eloquently.

Wang Changsheng was a little bit dumbfounded, it was enough for others to be polite, and Lan Fukong kept praising him, didn't he notice that others looked at him with contempt?This reminded him of Huang Fugui.

Huang Fugui is timid, thick-skinned, and doesn't care what others think. Lan Fukong likes to flatter, and he doesn't seem to care what others think of him.

"Fellow Daoist Lan, you can see that everyone has a bright future. There is great hope in refining the void, and it is not difficult to fit together. You have said too much! According to what you said, the Xuanling Continent has long been practiced everywhere, and the fusion can be seen everywhere."

Dongfang Wu joked, her face full of contempt.

Lan Fukong is a famous sycophant, he has no great skills, he touts other people's first-class skills, and often makes the parties feel embarrassed, but Lan Fukong doesn't think much of it.

"You can't say that. The premise of all this is that everything goes smoothly and the road is long. Who knows what will happen in the future? Xuanling Tianzun is amazing! It's not that the whereabouts are also unknown. The old man is not just bragging. They are indeed very strong. The old man is ashamed of himself."

Lan Fukong disagreed.

"Friend Lan, of course you are ashamed of yourself, who would kneel down in public like you."

A deity cultivator sneered.

Lan Fukong didn't care, he didn't have any displeasure, but said triumphantly: "A man can bend and stretch, what's wrong with kneeling, the old man is still alive and well."

Surprise flashed in Wang Changsheng's eyes. He didn't expect that Lan Fukong still had such a past, and he was not ashamed of being told about his embarrassing things, but proud of it. He didn't know how to say that Lan Fukong was broad-minded Still thick-skinned.

The monks quickly changed the subject and changed cups.

After more than an hour, the banquet ended, and the monks left one after another, returning to their residences to rest.

Lan Fukong took all the children of the Lan family back to the residence, and Lan Fukong left behind his grandson, Lan Haisheng, to let the others go back to rest.

"Hai Sheng, how do you feel after attending the banquet?"

Lan Fukong asked kindly.

"Grandfather, you should at least restrain yourself, so that your grandson will not be able to hold his head up, and both the Sun family and the Zhao family will regard you as a laughing stock."

Lan Haisheng said with a frown, his face full of helplessness.

Other people's grandfathers are either powerful, cautious, or mature and prudent. Lan Fukong is a bit different, even if he is a monk of the same level with a lower cultivation level than him, he will praise him and win the title of "sycophant".

It's fine if he likes to flatter others, but Lan Haisheng didn't think about resisting desperately, nor did he plan to run away when a strong enemy came to him.

Lan Haisheng didn't even want to say that he was Lan Fukong's grandson, it was too embarrassing.

"Hmph, are other people's evaluations so important? Our Lan family is not as good as other forces. We can only endure everything. For a moment of calm, the sea and the sky will be brighter. The lives of tens of thousands of people in the whole family are in the hands of this old man. I can only bear it. I Kneel down to the old ghost Yu, so what, our Lan family is still there, but the territory is a little smaller, and the Yu family has been wiped out, so that doesn't explain the problem?"

Lan Fukong said earnestly, but he changed the subject and said: "You Wang Daoyou and Mrs. Wang are the disciples of the Zhenhai Palace, and they will definitely become great talents in time. You should get in touch with their descendants more and form a relationship." Good fate is good, it is best to bring your sister, if you can marry Wang Daoyou, that would be great."

Lan Haisheng was a little speechless, he had to be tough to forge iron, he had such a wimpy grandfather, monks who were a little bit stronger didn't bother to make friends with him, and the children of the Lan family were often ridiculed when they walked outside.

"Yes, grandson obeys."

Lan Haisheng agreed, but whether to do it or not is another matter.

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In Tingtao Palace, in the practice room, Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on the futon, holding a golden porcelain bottle in his hand.

He only wanted one dry yang transformation elixir, and real person Taiyang gave him five dry yang transformation elixir, he planned to hand in two and keep three for his own use.

This time as a guest at Taiyang Sect, it was really not in vain.

Wang Changsheng put away the golden porcelain bottle and meditated.

In the next half a month, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan followed Yang Hao to travel around the mountains and rivers, and made friends with other Huashen monks, and Lan Fukong was also there.

Every time they chatted, Lan Fukong would flatter Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan. At first, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were not used to it, and they would be modest, but later they became numb and stopped talking.

Lan Fukong blows it to anyone he sees. In his mouth, a single weed can be blown into a rare and rare panacea. Whether people believe it or not, Lan Fukong believes it anyway.

Half a month later, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan came to the Taiyang Hall, the real person of Taiyang sat on the main seat, and Yang Hao stood aside.

Changing to other cultivators, just say hello to Yang Hao before leaving. Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan represent Chen Haotian, and Chen Haotian is a friend invited by Taiyang real person.

"Senior Zhao, we've been bothering you for a long time, and we're going back too. Do you have anything you want us to bring to Master Chen?"

Wang Changsheng asked cautiously.

"If you have time, the old man will go to Zhenhai Palace to find him. Be careful on your way, Senior Nephew Yang, you can see them off."

Master Taiyang exhorted.

"Yes, Senior Zhao."

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan agreed and left with Yang Hao.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, I will be a guest at Xuanyue Mountain some other day when I have time, so I will bid farewell."

Wang Changsheng said to Yang Hao who was seeing him off with a warm tone.

Yang Hao nodded: "Okay, sure, Wang Daoyou and Mrs. Wang go slowly."

With Wang Changsheng's tactic pinched, the Qinglian Dharma Seat suddenly burst into blue light, turning into a ray of blue light and disappearing into the sky.

(End of this chapter)