Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

Zhang Wei: "Mr. Lu Shuren said that?"

Lu Ziqiao: "Who is Lu Shuren?"

"Bang! Bang!"

Seeing that the two people were still dawdling with their chopsticks, Hu Yifei gave a frying spoon and shouted, "Hurry up and eat!"

Facts have proved that when Hu Yifei didn't put strange things in the pot, the food she cooked was indeed not enough to be included in the category of dark cooking.

After the gang of men ate a meal of egg fried rice nervously, they all sat around and chatted about Zhang Wei.

When they learned about the powerful effect of the Golden Silkworm King, everyone was shocked.

Hu Yifei: "Is this anti-wrinkle effect real?"

Curry Paste: "Is the skin beautifying effect really so good?"

Zhuge Dali: "Are there so many cultivation bases that can be improved?"

Chen Meijia: "Who am I? Where am I? What should I say?"

Lu Ziqiao on the side took Chen Meijia's hand and whispered to her:

"Don't worry, Meng Lang and I got angry in private. Later, he will prepare a treasure of the same level for you. At that time, both you and Xiaobu will benefit greatly."

Not only was Chen Meijia not happy when she heard the words, but her brows became tighter and tighter. She turned her head and looked closely at Lu Ziqiao, and asked seriously, "What did you promise him?"

Lu Ziqiao was not surprised to see that Chen Meijia, who had always had a bad brain, found the core of the problem directly this time, but explained to her in a gentle voice:

"I agreed to join the combat team of the health brigade, but don't worry, Meng Lang is not a person who cares about human life, so there is no danger."

Saying that, Lu Ziqiao showed the majesty of a man, glared at Chen Meijia who was about to say something, tightened her hand and continued:

"I have my own considerations, this risk is worth taking! Trust me, nothing will happen."

Here, Lu Ziqiao is giving her silly daughter-in-law a bright future.

On the other side, after finally dealing with the bombardment of questions from the girls, Meng Lang called Zhuge Dali to his room in 3602.

Looking at the expectant little girl, Meng Lang didn't hold back, and took out the demon refining pot from the drawer.

Zhuge Dali looked at the small bottle emitting a faint halo curiously, and asked doubtfully, "This is it?"

"It's the biggest secret of our Meng family, the foundation of everything." Someone Meng started talking nonsense again.

The little girl was shocked at first when she heard the words, and then flushed again.

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"Meng, the biggest secret of the Meng family...tell me?"

Meng Lang nodded solemnly, and while reaching out to hand out the small bottle in his hand to signal Zhuge Dali to catch it, he continued to run on the train with his mouth full.

"In addition to the Meng family's mental method passed down from generation to generation, this demon refining pot is also the most important inheritance treasure of our Meng family."

"It is precisely because of it that the Meng family can guarantee the continuity of the strong."

The little girl carefully held the demon refining pot with both hands, carefully groped and observed its shape and texture, and asked with a trembling tone:

"Then why did you show it to me?"

"Because I recognize your wisdom." Meng Lang said indifferently, "I think it can be of the greatest value in your hands."

"Is that so?" The little girl's eyes dimmed slightly upon hearing this, but then she seemed to think of something again, with a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, she cheered up again.

"Since my wisdom is going to be used, please introduce it to me."

Meng Lang didn't notice the change in the little girl's expression, so he replied seriously:

"It's not been a few days since I got this demon refining pot. I just took it out of my hometown before I came to Shanghai."

"Its function is very simple, and it can be synthesized and refined three times a day."

"Synthesis refining?"

"Well, it is a very metaphysical function. It can put any two items into it to refine new items, and it is different from the synthesis we know. It can even refine non-living things into living things."

Looking at the little girl's expression of "Are you kidding me?", Meng Lang shrugged helplessly.

"In fact, the Golden Silkworm King that Zhang Wei ate was refined last night with a gold brick and an Armani suit I just took off."

"At the same time, I also refined a box of edible gold leaf and a piece of ordinary clothes with two combinations of gold bricks and new suits and gold bricks and pajamas respectively."

Looking at Zhuge Dali's more confused eyes, Meng Lang couldn't help being a little amused.

A little girl who has believed in science for 20 years, when she hears such unscientific things, she doubts that life is normal.

So Meng decided to demonstrate it to her directly. Anyway, it was already the next day, and the Demon Refining Pot regained three refinement opportunities.

"Dali, seeing is believing, let me show you a demonstration?"

The little girl came back to her senses, and the confusion in her eyes turned into a longing for the unknown: "Hmm! Okay."

Meng Lang took the demon refining pot from the little girl, and took out the gold bricks for daily necessities from under the bed, and threw them into the demon refining pot along with the gold wire left by Zhang Wei just "broke out of the shell".

The body of the Demon Refining Pot that contained the two items kept shaking. About ten seconds later, the mouth of the bottle suddenly burst into light, and a set of hot gold silk women's underwear was spit out in the expectant eyes of the two.

Meng Lang, who was sweating profusely, felt the little girl's suspicious gaze, and couldn't help feeling extremely embarrassed:

"Da, Dali, listen to me, I can explain it"

Just when an unscrupulous boss was tortured into doubting his life by the demon refining pot, there was a knock on the door of 3602.

Curry Sauce opened the door and saw a handsome young Taoist priest in a simple blue Taoist robe and a bun on his head.

Seeing the door open, the young Taoist priest bowed to the black girl and spoke slowly.

"I also hope that Minister Meng Langmeng, the king of Wudang, will come to see you."

PS: The first update, it is not easy for a newcomer to write a book. Recommendation tickets and book reviews during this period are very important to the author.

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Chapter 55 Meng Lang: The Taoist priest doesn’t drink alcohol, so give him a cup of Long Island Iced Tea

"Dali, listen to me! I haven't had this broken bottle for a long time, and its shipment is completely random!"

Meng Lang frantically picked up the set of gold silk underwear and carried it behind his back to freeze it with the real qi of ice. Then he crushed it with both hands, and the corpse was destroyed while the golden shavings were flying.