A scrap collection station comes to mind

Go back and go to sleep!

On a cold day, it's still comfortable to stay in bed. Tomorrow morning, I have to find someone to paint Wang Defa's wall. Otherwise, if I damage the wall, what's the big deal?

The next day.

Chen Muyu also wanted to call Lang Ri and the others to chat for a while to understand the situation in Kunlun.

Unexpectedly, Wang Defa came with Wu Jiale.

"Brother Chen, listen to my son, where is my jar with you?" After a few words of greeting, Wu Jiale immediately mentioned the jar.

Ever since he got that magical jar, Wu Jiale has regarded it as a treasure. Even Chen Muyu's Xiao Hunyuan Tang no longer tastes good. His wife gave the jar to Chen Muyu privately, which made him feel depressed.

He happened to hear that Chen Muyu had come to the provincial capital, so he hurried over. He didn't dare to ask Chen Muyu for it openly, so he could only give a circumstantial reminder.

To be honest, if Chen Muyu refuses to accept his debt and refuses to give it to him, there is really nothing he can do.

Wang Defa is also very interested. He is very concerned about this kind of stuff.

"Look at my memory!"

Chen Muyu smiled and quickly took out the kettle and placed it on the coffee table in the living room. "A few days ago, Xiaobao gave me this thing and asked me to see its origin. I have been busy these days. I forgot about it, I should have returned it to you long ago!"

Chen Muyu has used the system to repair this kettle. It does not cost much, but the dragon root inside has been taken out by Chen Muyu.

Now, there is still some dragon root smell in the kettle, so it should be able to soak for a while, and the water produced should still be effective.

Wu Jiale was so excited that he quickly stepped forward and carefully held the kettle in his arms. After careful inspection, it was indeed his kettle.

After a while, Wu Jiale realized that he had lost his temper. He looked up at Chen Muyu and laughed dryly, "Um, Brother Chen, do you know the origin of this thing?"

Chen Muyu smiled and said, "This is called the Dragon Root Pot. It was the emperor's urinal in the palace before!"

Nonsense!

Urinal?

Wu Jiale was stunned.

Wang Defa was also surprised, and then laughed, "Haha, a urinal? You actually use a urinal as a treasure, you and I are so ridiculous!"

Wu Jiale's face was also bruised and purple, and he was quite embarrassed.

If anyone else had said that, he would have been ashamed, but it happened that the people in front of him were Chen Muyu and Wang Defa.

"That's right, brother Chen, you said this is a urinal?" Wu Jiale couldn't believe it.

Chen Muyu said calmly, "Although it is a urinal, the material of this pot is special, and it must have been used to soak tonic, so it has a certain nourishing effect..."

After hearing this, Wu Jiale reluctantly believed it.

Indeed, there is something so magical that just soaking in some water can be so effective. This pot must have been soaked in something tonic before, just like an old tea cup, it has accumulated scale, so it turns decay into magic.

"If you soak it in water, it will be effective for a while, but it won't last long. If you don't soak it for a few feet, the taste will be weak. By then, it will be an ordinary urinal again!" Chen Muyu continued to make nonsense.

Wu Jiale already believed it.

"Then how long can this soak last?" Wu Jiale asked.

Chen Muyu spread his hands and expressed that he didn't know.

Maybe three to five times, maybe thirty to fifty times, three to five hundred times, who knows?

Wu Jiale asked, "Is there any way to maintain its medicinal effect for a long time?"

Chen Muyu said, "This thing is just like a teapot. It needs to be maintained. When you have nothing to do, buy more tonic medicine and keep it. It should be able to last for a while!"

Wu Jiale suddenly realized that this was the truth.

"Brother Chen, thank you very much!" Wu Jiale grinned, "Whenever I have nothing to do in the future, I will soak it in your little Hunyuan soup..."

Chen Muyu couldn't laugh or cry.

Wang Defa next to him was rolling his eyes, "Is this thing really that effective?"

Wu Jiale hurriedly packed the kettle tightly, looking like a miser.

"Show me!" Wang Defa said.

"Brother Fa, there's nothing interesting to see!"

"Bring it here, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"Be careful, don't break it to pieces!"

…

——

In the afternoon, Wu Jiale and Wang Defa left by boat. These two old crooks made a pot of dragon root water and went to do experiments somewhere.

Chen Muyu summoned Langri and the others.

"How is Langkong?" In the living room, Chen Muyu made a cup of tea and asked slowly.

Langri said, "To tell the master, Junior Brother Langkong is not seriously injured. It is just a physical injury that can be recovered in half a month at most."

Chen Muyu nodded slightly and asked the three of them to sit down. "What is this Lang Kun's identity? Is it worthy for you to keep looking for him?"

Langri said, "Langkun, like me and Langkong, are both elders of the outer sect of Tiandao Sect. However, Langkun's identity is more special. There are rumors that he is the illegitimate son of the sect leader Langyuncheng. Of course, this is just a rumor. That’s all, unconfirmed!”

"The son of the sect leader?"

Chen Muyu frowned slightly. If this is the case, this matter may be a bit serious.

Langri said, "There are people in the sect who are spreading it like this, but no one is spreading it openly and honestly. The authenticity needs to be verified. However, half a year ago, there was a competition in the sect, and Lang Kun won the first place. The sect master was so happy that he specially gave him a treasure brought from the fairy world, which is said to be a heavenly general token!"

Chen Muyu nodded slightly, "He is only in the early stage of Nascent Soul. Compared with you, he should be a little worse. How can he be first?"

Lang Ri smiled bitterly, "There is an age limit for the sect competition. Lang Kun is much younger than us, so he can participate in the competition..."

Chen Muyu smiled, and it sounded like it was tailor-made for the legendary carrot recruitment.

"None of the younger generations of your Tiandao Sect can do what he did?" Chen Muyu asked.

Even Gu Dajun and other young disciples from the outer sect have reached the Golden Core realm. Chen Muyu does not believe that there is no Nascent Soul realm among the elites of the inner sect of Tiandao Sect.

Langri said, "Of course, there are many talented people in Tiandao Sect. There are dozens of Nascent Soul Realm experts who are less than two hundred years old. Among them, the eldest son of the sect, Lang Bowang, is less than one hundred years old and is already close to... I have reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul Realm, but I just didn’t participate in the competition that day.”

Chen Muyu smiled. It sounded like Lang Kun had an inexplicable relationship with the leader of Tiandao Sect.

"The death of Lang Kun has put a lot of pressure on us. Junior brother Langkong and I are anxious to come out this time. We also want to find out the truth as soon as possible and settle the matter. If we don't give a reasonable and accurate explanation, I'm afraid The inner sect will not give up easily. Master, look at this..."

Speaking of this, Langri looked at Chen Muyu.

In less than half a month, two waves of people from Tiandao Sect have already arrived, first Gu Dajun and Jiang Xiaoyue, and then Langkong and Langri. There is no guarantee that other experts will come in the future.