Cyber Daming

When the mountain city encounters rain, the land of heaven and earth, which is only a strip of water, is naturally shrouded in rain.

It is also the rain pavilion on the mountainside that blocks wind and rain, and it is also wearing a simple and elegant Taoist robe that floats like an immortal.

The only difference is that Yu Canghai is alone this time, with no guards following him.

Smelling the musk coming out of the Huan'er incense burner, Yu Canghai sat in the pavilion, staring calmly at the mountain stone path obscured by the mist.

But at this moment, the hidden emotions in his heart were far more turbulent than the expression on his face.

During this period of time, he used Jinyiwei's channels to secretly deliver military firearms, healing pills, and even a batch of Daoji purchased from other Daomen groups to the Annan Sinmin District on multiple occasions. .

Similarly, the profit return he received from Honghu far exceeded the word "generous".

Just such a small-scale tentative cooperation made Yu Canghai's Taoist heart, which he thought had already half-entered the point of forgetfulness, become hot again.

If this trading channel could be stabilized, then there would be no need for him to work so hard to grab the meager few shares of Qingcheng Group from those old bastards?

But Yu Canghai also understands that risk and profit are like the two yin and yang fish in Tai Chi.

When one swims, the other cannot remain silent.

Honghu is a designated rebel in the empire, and cooperating with them is naturally treason.

Once the news leaks out, not only in the Qingcheng Group, but also in the Taoist sect, he will no longer have any ground!

Unfortunately, heaven and earth are like furnaces, and everything is charcoal.

If a person who practices Taoism wants to go against the will of heaven, a couple with wealth, law, and earth are indispensable.

Nowadays, the resources of the Yu family are only enough for him to cultivate himself to become the Seventh Golden Alchemist of the Peak Dao, and can no longer support him to further become the Daoliu Shanshui Lang.

If you want to continue to advance to the rank, you can only obtain more permissions from Bai Yujing and buy a position in the Immortal Class.

"But those black-hearted ruffians actually sold a spot in Bai Yujing's Immortal Class for such a sky-high price. They really deserve to be punished!"

The intense ups and downs in his mind made Yu Canghai no longer able to maintain his calm and airy demeanor, and he couldn't help but curse his mother out loud.

But apart from scolding a few words, Yu Canghai had no other option.

You must know that Bai Yujing, located in the dreamland of Huangliang, is the ‘ancestral palace’ of these new Taoist priests.

Unless you want to eliminate your genes, no matter how expensive the spot in the immortal class is, you can only ask your grandfather and grandma to buy one through gritted teeth.

While struggling, Yu Canghai subconsciously turned around to look at the Taoist temple hidden in the sea of ​​clouds on the top of the mountain, and suddenly anger surged in his heart.

"If you old and immortal bastards are willing to give me more shares of the Yu family, why would I do this?!"

The rain in the mountains is getting heavier and the fog is getting thicker.

At this moment, the dense stone fog a few feet away from the rain pavilion suddenly began to surge, and a pair of black carved leather shoes with a strong Western style that had been wiped shiny suddenly came out of the fog.

A man in a crisp suit stepped out of the fog and stood in front of the rain pavilion.

Yu Canghai raised his eyebrows, cast his eyes downward, and looked the person up and down.

Unfortunately, the opponent's upper body was blocked by the umbrella, and his appearance could not be seen at all. All he could see was a sharp lower jaw protruding from the edge of the umbrella, and a pair of bloodless lips pressed into a straight line, as sharp as a straight knife.

Those with thin lips have a cool temperament.

Yu Canghai felt wary and raised his sleeves to point to the seat opposite the stone table.

"I'm a guest from afar, why don't you sit down and talk?"

"Thank you, Taoist Master Yu. Then I would rather obey your orders than be respectful."

The voice coming from under the umbrella was in standard Imperial Mandarin.

The man in a suit calmly sat across from Yu Canghai, but strangely, the umbrella he held above his head was never put away.

"Pindao, this rain pavilion has its own function of shielding the atmosphere and simulating the scenery. Why do you need to do this?"

The person under the umbrella has flat features, dark skin, and obvious Annamese characteristics in his appearance.

He listened to Yu Canghai's joking words, and the smile on his lips did not change: "There is an old saying that goes well, you can only sail with caution. The Qingcheng Group has hidden dragons and crouching tigers. I really don't dare to take this risk."

"Since you are so cautious in doing things, why do you dare to go to Qingcheng Mountain alone today?"

Yu Canghai looked half-smiling but not smiling, "The person in charge of the southwest region of the Honghu Organization has the title of 'Hidden King'. If the Qingcheng Group takes you down, it will be a huge achievement!"

"The hidden king is just a joke. Besides, in the empire now, the word 'king' is not a complimentary word. Just call me Ding Huan, Taoist Master Yu."

Ding Huan smiled and said: "As for going up the mountain in the rain today, it is naturally because I sincerely seek immortality and let the immortal see my determination, Ding Huan."

"Seeking immortality? Who is the immortal?" Yu Canghai pretended to be surprised.

"It's so close, aren't you?"

Ding Huan looked at the Taoist priest in front of him who was pretending to be confused. He flipped his wrist and a bank card made of gold was pressed on the stone table.

"I'm not a fairy, I'm an official."

Yu Canghai shook his head and pressed a waist badge on the stone table, "I am the Jin Yiwei Baihu of Chengdu Prefecture."

Ding Huan's eyes flashed, and the corners of his cool mouth moved a little closer behind his ears.

"My eyesight is blind. It turns out that the Immortal Official is in front, so this little bit of sincerity is naturally not enough."

With a soft click, another bank card was pushed in front of Yu Canghai.

"It's a small gift, but I hope the immortal official will accept it."

Yu Canghai's body remained motionless, his eyes didn't even move down at all, and his face looked neither sad nor happy.

"I'm afraid you don't know that there is a merit box in the main hall of Qingcheng Taoist Temple. If you put the treasures from these two bank cards into it, you will naturally see the Taoist Sanqing avatar descending to earth to bless you. "

"There is nothing to worship false gods. Ding Huan only seeks true immortals."

Ding Huan squinted his eyes and smiled: "And as far as I know, there are three keys in the mountain that can open the merit box. If you pay three incense for one share, you are not sincere."

Yu Canghai remains calm and calm, "The confluence of trickles can also create a river and a sea."

"Jianghai can achieve success, but it is a pity that time is ruthless. If we wait until the black hair turns white, the immortal class will become the flower in the mirror and the moon in the water."

Yu Canghai snorted coldly, with a look of anger on his face.

"Since you want to visit a true immortal, there is no point in being sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued. The only way is to be sincere and spiritual."

Ta...ta...ta, Ding Huan tapped his fingertips lightly on the table.

"Then I don't know how to be sincere to an immortal official?"

"For future transactions, the profit will be increased by 30% on the basis of the current one!"

At this moment, Yu Canghai could no longer care about his immortality. His eyes were full of lust and he asked for a price directly.

"So this is what counts as sincerity!"

Ding Huan laughed, and when Yu Canghai looked embarrassed and was about to become angry, he said, "Then follow the Taoist leader's instructions."

Yu Canghai's otherworldly face, which was customized according to the description of the "Eight Immortals" Lu Dongbin in Taoist classics when he was young, suddenly glowed with joy.

His expression changes, just like changing his face.

"But the believers have a small wish. I wonder if the immortal official can satisfy it?"

"tell me the story."

"The total price of supplies given to Annan in the future must be at least 20 million yuan."

Ding Huan smiled bitterly and said, "Taoist Priest, you don't know that every day when I open my eyes, there are hundreds of brothers waiting to eat and drink. I have less things in my hands, and this family is not easy to manage."

Yu Canghai looked hesitant. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and uttered one word, "Okay."

"Since my wish has been fulfilled, I will not continue to disturb the Taoist Master's peace."

Ding Huan's eyes were bright, and without any further delay, he stood up in the pavilion holding an umbrella.

"Someone from Chongqing Prefecture has warmly invited me. It's hard for me to return to my hometown, so I have to seize the opportunity to keep the appointment!"