After hearing this, Yan Ning couldn't help but look at Hang Wanzong. He saw that Hang Wanzong's right arm sleeve was empty, and his arm was attacked in the post station before his arm, and all the roots were broken.

"I'll go find Dabao first, let's talk about the serious business." Zhuang Xiaoya blushed, bypassed Hang Wanzong and Mo Yuchen, and went to the yard to find Dabao Miao.

After Zhuang Xiaoya left, Yan Ning said seriously: "Where is the supreme pregnancy bone lotus root?"

Mo Yuchen walked forward and opened the medicine box. There was a section of supreme pregnancy bone lotus root inside. Yan Ning sniffed it slightly and found that the grade of this supreme pregnancy bone lotus root was much better than what he had discovered before.

The arms made with such elixirs may bring different opportunities to Hang Wanzong.

"Can you use it? If not, I'll get a better one." Mo Yuchen said lightly.

Yan Ning was stunned and couldn't help but be surprised. Is Longhu Mountain really so rich? Even the elixirs that are hard to come by, such as the Supreme Pregnant Bone Lotus Root, seem to be looking like a lotus.

Yan Ning made up his mind in his heart that during the Luotian Grand Ceremony, he must find a way to enter the treasure pavilion in Longhu Mountain and take a look. If he is lucky, he will bring some magic medicine to take it out in case.

Seeing Yan Ning's face showing an evil smile, Mo Yuchen couldn't help but remind him: "What are you thinking? I smile like this."

Yan Ning woke up immediately, and nodded quickly and said, "This supreme pregnancy bone lotus root can be used, but there are other medicines. I will write you a prescription. If you can find it tonight, I will help the senior recover his arms tonight."

After hearing this, Mo Yuchen said directly: "Give me the prescription, I'll be back soon."

"Yuchen, you can rest and chat with them here. I will call others to go for the medicine." Hang Wanzong suddenly said.

"Uncle Master, this..." Mo Yuchen hesitated.

Hang Wanzong comforted: "You and Zixuan are also very busy recently. Let's take a rest now, I'll just go by myself."

Mo Yuchen reluctantly agreed.

Yan Ning didn't care. Anyway, he just had to be responsible for restoring Hang Wanzong's arms. He immediately took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the room, waved his pen, and wrote down more than a dozen medicinal materials on the paper in one breath, many of which were more precious than the medicinal materials used when he helped Yiyi before.

At that time, their conditions were limited, so naturally they could not use those medicinal materials. Now that the situation allows, Yan Ning is not polite. All the medicinal materials they choose are top-notch.

After writing the prescription, Yan Ning was a little worried about whether Longhu Mountain would not have these medicinal materials. Fortunately, after reading it, Hang Wanzong did not frown and said directly: "I'm going to find someone to get the medicine. Yuchen, you'll be here to accompany Yan Ning and the others."

Mo Yuchen nodded gently and watched Hang Wanzong leave the yard with an excited expression.

"Why do I feel a little different from my senior?"

Yan Ning and Mo Yuchen walked out of the house together and asked in confusion.

Mo Yuchen replied: "After the uncle came back, he resigned from his position as the Precepts Hall. Now he is the Eight Elder of Longhu Mountain. He no longer needs to play the Precepts, and he has become much kinder."

After hearing this, Yan Ning suddenly realized that Hang Wanzong's temper was not always so bad. Before his arm was cut off, he had always deliberately pretended to be fierce, otherwise the disciples of Longhu Mountain would not have been obeyed by his discipline.

After his arm was cut off, Hang Wanzong resigned from his position as the Precepts Hall, which was restored to his original appearance and his temper eased a lot.

"This is a good thing," Yan Ning smiled, "If he had been like this when we met, we would probably not have fought at all, and that Li Zhiyu would not..."

Yan Ning said something as usual, and suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing. He quickly closed his mouth, but Mo Yuchen said indifferently: "Life and death are destined. After we brought Zhiyu's soul back to the mountain gate, the master took action to save Zhiyu. Now he should have already joined a good family."

Yan Ning felt a little more uncomfortable after hearing this.

"Longhushan has also begun to send people to investigate the matter of the Changsheng Sect." Mo Yuchen said.

Yan Ning was slightly stunned: "Is there any result?"

"Not yet. Now the top priority in Longhu Mountain is the Luotian Grand Ceremony. Perhaps when the Luotian Grand Ceremony is over, it will be the death of the Changsheng Sect."

When Mo Yuchen said this, he seemed to regard the destruction of the Cult of the End of Life as an easy thing. Yan Ning sighed slightly. He knew that Longhu Mountain was powerful, but the Cult of the End of Life was not a soft persimmon that could be slaughtered by others.

But it is always a good thing for Longhu Mountain to take action against the Changsheng Sect, and Yan Ning is naturally happy.

The two chatted and walked to the stone table in the middle of the yard. Zhuang Xiaoya was playing with teasing Miao Dabao. When she raised her head, she happened to look at Mo Yuchen. Mo Yuchen opened her eyes a little unhappy, and Zhuang Xiaoya instantly saw Mo Yuchen's problem.

Although Zhuang Xiaoya always looks like a little girl in front of Yan Ning, she is not vague when she meets her rival. She looks unchanged and points to the place beside her and says to Mo Yuchen: "Sister Yuchen, come and sit down!"

Mo Yuchen was not pretentious and sat directly beside Zhuang Xiaoya.

Yan Ning looked around and couldn't help but smile bitterly, and sat opposite the two of them.

Miao Dabao lay on the stone table and suddenly felt a chill. He looked up and saw Zhuang Xiaoya and Mo Yuchen's eyes confronting each other, as if they could emit lightning.

"Damn... the war between women is the most terrifying, so I'd better escape first!" Miao Dabao whispered in a low voice, and quickly jumped off the stone table and prepared to leave the yard.

Seeing this, Yan Ning wanted to get up and follow: "Dabao, I too..."

"Don't move!"

Zhuang Xiaoya and Mo Yuchen slapped the stone table at the same time. Yan Ning felt that the bluestone slabs under his feet were shaking, and he couldn't help but sit back on the stone chair obediently.

Miao Dabao looked at Yan Ning sympathetically: "Yan Ning, please beg for your own blessings, I'll take the lead!"

Yan Ning wanted to cry without tears. He wanted to hide from Mo Yuchen, but who would have thought that Mo Yuchen would come to him as soon as he settled down.

What's even more terrible is that Yan Ning is now sandwiched between the two, and the atmosphere of the three is extremely awkward.

"Sister Xiaoya, you are all hungry, I brought you food." Mo Yuchen suddenly smiled, opened the basket in his hand, and brought several dishes. Yan Ning took a look and found that it was full of delicacies. Such dishes were hard to find outside!

Zhuang Xiaoya smiled and said, "I'm fine, I don't know if Yan Ning is hungry."

Yan Ning was about to say that he was hungry, but found that Zhuang Xiaoya looked at him with threatening eyes, and it was obvious that as long as he dared to say it, he would let himself sleep on the floor at night.
Chapter completed!