Nangong Wan'er followed Long Qingchen back to the backyard of the elixir shop. Long Qingchen walked into the elixir room, took out the magic relics, and handed them to the Qiling Taoist, "Senior, help me keep them for a while."

"Relics?"

The Taoist Qi Ling's eyes lit up, and he recognized him at first glance. He was worthy of being an old strong man who had lived for countless years. He was knowledgeable and soon discovered an abnormality, "No, there are magic patterns and demonic energy on it. It should be a magic relics. This is a rare good thing. Where did you get it?"

Long Qingchen explained, "I spent three taels of silver at a hawker and bought a stroll, which is a big shot."

Add a head?

That is to say, free gift.

The Taoist Qiling looked strange, "You really have a great chance."

"Didn't you say it's not in your hands?"

Nangong Wan'er was angry and stared at the magic relics tightly, but she did not dare to act rashly in front of the Taoist Qiling.

Long Qingchen spread his hands, "Now, it's really not in my hands."

Nangong Wan'er's body was trembling and she was very angry.

"she is?"

The Taoist Qiling glanced at her.

Long Qingchen said, "She is the saint of the Black Eagle Sect, Nangong Wan'er."

The face of the Taoist Qiling became cold, "You Black Eagle Master is capable, have you forgotten my warning?"

Nangong Wan'er bowed, "Senior, don't know that this magic relic is originally the treasure of our Black Eagle Sect. Our Black Eagle Sect just wants to get back what belongs to him, and it is not intentionally making things difficult for him."

The Taoist Qiling put the magic relics into the space ring and said lightly, "It's my thing when it comes to my hands."

What is domineering?

This is domineering!

Long Qingchen looked at the Taoist Qi Ling in admiration, "Senior wise..."

Nangong Wan'er's face was very bad, but she had no choice.

The Taoist Qiling said calmly, "Go back and tell your leader and the four eagle kings not to worry about the devil's relics anymore, so as not to bring disaster to the family!"

Nangong Wan'er gritted her teeth, "I will pass on the words of my senior, but I can't go back for the time being. The White-Scale Eagle King sent me here just to get back the magic relics. If I can't complete the task, I have no shame to go back."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Long Qingchen was a little curious, "Does the Black Eagle Cult are all composed of the Eagle Clan?"

Nangong Wan'er was angry and ignored him.

The Taoist Qiling said casually, "The high-level leaders of the Black Eagle Sect are indeed powerful people of the Eagle Clan. The leader is a Black Eagle King, and his cultivation is unfathomable. The four major eagle kings are the Wingless Eagle King, the Golden Scale Eagle King, the Purple Scale Eagle King and the White Inner Eagle King. Among them, the Wingless Eagle King has the strongest cultivation, followed by the Golden Scale Eagle King, and the Purple Scale Eagle King again, with the cultivation level comparable to me, and the White Inner Eagle King has the most cultivation level."

Long Qingchen took a breath of cold air, which means that the Black Hawk Sect has five "thighs"...

You know, the Black Hawk Cult is only a seven-star force.

And those eight stars, nine stars, ten stars, etc., will inevitably have more powerful people!

Nangong Wan'er said slowly, "Since you know the strength of our Black Hawk Sect, you should know that our Black Hawk Sect has the strength to forcefully regain the magic relics, but our Black Hawk Sect did not do this, because our Black Hawk Sect respects our seniors and does not want to fight with our seniors, so we want to get back the magic relics in a gentle way. I hope that our Black Hawk Sect will not make it difficult for us to do."

Long Qingchen looked at her a few more times and was worthy of being the saint of the Black Hawk Sect. His words were very skillful, soft and hard, which not only showed the kindness of the Black Hawk Sect, but also showed the Black Hawk Sect's determination to take back the devil's relics.

"Try it."

The Taoist Qiling sneered, too lazy to pay attention to her anymore, and continued to specialize in the research of pill recipes.

Long Qingchen was a little confused. Since there are so many powerful people in the Black Eagle Sect, why is the Qiling Taoist still full of confidence?

Of course, the Qiling Taoist is not stupid either. He must be sure. He has nothing to worry about. Just hold the Qiling Taoist's slender "thighs" tightly, and you don't need to think about anything else.

Nangong Wan'er had no choice but to take out an inscription iron crane from the space ring, say a few words to the iron crane, let go of his hand, the iron crane emits a faint light, shakes its wings, flies out of the elixir room, and flies into the distance.

"Drone?"

Long Qingchen envied that the iron crane could fly mainly because the inscription on it played a role, and he could also cast it. However, the lack of materials is definitely not ordinary pig iron, but a relatively rare wind-patterned iron.

Zhou Zhiruo looked at him with a strange look, and from his mouth, he would always say some strange names.

Nangong Wan'er asked, "Do you want it?"

Long Qingchen nodded subconsciously, "I want to."

Nangong Wan'er glanced at the busy Qingling Taoist, "Give me the magic relics, I can give you a hundred flying cranes."

Long Qingchen was disappointed, "One hundred?"

"Do you think it's too little?"

Nangong Wan'er increased the price, "One thousand!"

Long Qingchen shook his head slowly, "It's not that he thinks there are too few, but that he thinks there are too many. I think Feihe is very valuable and I want to exchange it with you, but if you speak out, there are only one hundred or one thousand, which means that Feihe is not valuable at all. I'm no longer interested in changing it."

Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but laugh.

Nangong Wan'er's face was embarrassed, and then she realized that Long Qingchen was deliberately playing tricks on her.

"Young Master, the head of the Pei family is asking for a visit."

Hou Liu came hurriedly and added, "Here comes with a gift box..."

Long Qingchen rubbed his hands with a smile, "I like to receive gifts and take him to the living room."

"Yes." Hou Liu left in a hurry.

Looking at his "crawling" smile, Zhou Zhiruo muttered, "That person is going to suffer..."

Long Qingchen tidied up his collar, came to the living room, sat in the main seat, crossed his legs, and waited. The living room was actually a small private room separated by wooden boards.

Hou Liu led a middle-aged man carrying a gift box and saw that the middle-aged man was wearing gorgeous clothes, with eyebrows somewhat similar to the boy in brocade clothes.

The middle-aged man handed the gift box to Hou Liu and bowed to Long Qingchen and smiled, "I have heard that our Pei family's shop has been rented to a young master, selling elixirs and the business is booming. I should have come to visit him for a long time, but I have never been able to take time. When I see him today, the young master is indeed a handsome and talented person."

Hou Liu gently placed the gift box on the table next to Long Qingchen...

From the middle-aged man's smile, Long Qingchen could see that there was a hint of compliment. Obviously, the deterrence of the Taoist Qiling played a role. He asked knowingly, "I don't know what the boss is coming?"

The middle-aged man's smile became gentler, "Yesterday, my dog ​​was ignorant of the world and offended the young master. I came to apologize."

Long Qingchen reached out and slightly opened the gift box. He saw a piece of animal skin paper neatly stacked inside.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "This is the house deed and land deeds in the shop and the backyard. I am very careful. I hope the young master will accept it with a smile."

Long Qingchen was a little disappointed. What he wanted was the cultivation resources. The house deed and land deed were worth some money, so he was useless for him...

"What does the boss mean?"

"How can I do such a robbery?"

"Who do you think of me?"

He waved his hand with a stern face and said, "Hou Liu, go back."

Hou Liu opened his mouth, but he wanted to speak but stopped. He seemed a little reluctant, but he still obeyed his orders, picked up the gift box, and sent it back to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man twitched and gritted his teeth, "Young master, there are no outsiders here, so we don't have to beat around the bush. Tell me, what do you want?"

Long Qingchen pondered for a moment, "Spirit Stone..."

The middle-aged man took out a small bag, placed it gently on the table, put the gift box back, and slowly pushed it to Long Qingchen.

Long Qingchen reached out and lifted the pouch, weighed it slightly, and from the weight, there were about five hundred pieces, a smile appeared, "It seems that the head of the Pei family is quite sincere. Since that's the case, I have forgotten what happened yesterday."

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, "Where is the Taoist Qiling, I hope the young master will say a few good words for our Pei family..."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say."
Chapter completed!