Chapter 72 Meng Laomei
Since there were two people in the family who wanted to practice Taoism, Jiang Yi changed his original plan of building a cave in the bamboo courtyard to the Jiang Mansion. Unlike warriors, the higher the concentration of spiritual energy, the higher the efficiency of practicing Taoism.

He had almost finished designing the formation for the cave, but the architectural layout of the mansion needed some changes, so he asked the second brother who came out of the shadows to be responsible for it.

He was brought to Qingteng Palace by Jiang Miaomiao, and they needed to talk to Palace Master Fang about the spiritual plant that was the core of the Five Elements Spirit Gathering Array.

Jiang Miaomiao is still a member of the Qingteng Palace. She had studied alchemy for a period of time before. Moreover, her best friend Fang Jingjing is the great-granddaughter of the master of the Qingteng Palace, so she naturally became the best guide.

The little girl has become much quieter. She used to chatter non-stop. She seems calmer now, but this is not her true character.

"This is for you." Jiang Yi threw something over.

"Bell?" Jiang Miaomiao took it, and the golden bell immediately made a crisp sound. As the sound rang, bursts of golden clouds emerged, and dark purple flowers bloomed in the clouds.

More importantly, as the sound reached her ears, her wandering heart also calmed down.

"Doesn't it look good?"

The function of this golden bell is very simple, which is to calm the mind and concentrate the spirit. For a cultivator, such a magic weapon is indispensable. He put a lot of effort into the special effects on the golden bell, imitating the auspicious clouds of the heavens. Unfortunately, he really couldn't understand the principle of the eight-tone fairy music that came with the auspicious clouds of the heavens.

"It looks great, thank you, brother."

Some things need to be done step by step, and change cannot be achieved overnight.

The two arrived at the Qingteng Palace and were led by Fang Jingjing to meet Palace Master Fang.

The Fang family is very prominent in the Mengshen Sect. It is said that Palace Master Fang's father was the previous Palace Master of the Qingteng Palace. If the next Palace Master is still someone from the Fang family, that would be very scary.

The department responsible for alchemy is the most lucrative place in all sects.

Moreover, the appointment and removal of the masters of the Bailian Hall and Qingteng Hall have never been based on strength or background, but only on skills. Others can pass the title from father to son, and from son to grandson, because of their abilities.

"Isn't this the kid from the Jiang family? What treasure of our Qingteng Palace has you taken a fancy to?"

"Let me be frank with you. You can't take it for free."

It is said that this Palace Master Fang is not younger than the old Palace Master Feng, but he looks similar to Jiang Mingde, only because he is in the Immortal Realm!
"Palace Master Fang, I just want to transplant a few precious herbs. All the output will still belong to Qingteng Palace. Moreover, these precious herbs will grow faster in my hands, and the interval between each output will be shorter."

The treasures in the mouths of these warriors and the spiritual plants in his eyes are the key to stabilizing the Five Elements Spirit Gathering Array. When the concentration of spiritual energy increases, it will also replenish these spiritual plants and will not cause any damage to them, but only benefits.

"Precious medicine transplant?"

The Qingteng Palace is no joke because they are not only responsible for the elixirs for the entire sect, but also for the cultivation of medicinal herbs.

"Okay, but you have to improve the alchemy furnace for my Qingteng Palace in the future."

Palace Master Fang agreed decisively. This was indeed no loss for the Qingteng Palace. Moreover, Jiang Yi's equipment refining inheritance far exceeded the level of the Chongming Realm. This was no secret among the top leaders. It would be worthwhile to do him a favor.

"Thank you, Palace Master!" Jiang Yi bowed to express his gratitude, but he was thinking in his heart that after he obtained the alchemy inheritance, he could also compete for the position of Palace Master of Qingteng Palace. Maybe he would have the opportunity to be the master of two palaces at the same time, and they would be the two most lucrative palaces.

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Tianduan Gorge, the headquarters of Yuanbao Sect.

"Don't come over here. Just stand there and talk if you have anything to say."

An elder of Yuanbao Sect nervously stopped Meng Laocai, and then retreated again and again until he was a hundred meters away from him. "Elder, please help me to beg the Sect Master. I am in this state. I am afraid that I will not be able to return to the Sect alive." Seeing the elder's reaction, Meng Laocai smiled bitterly.

He was the second group to enter the Tianduan Canyon. It was too dangerous down there, so he didn't dare go deep. He only wandered around the first two levels of space. And he was lucky enough to pick up a piece of meteor fragment only the size of two fingers.

Afterwards, when a large number of powerful God-Melting warriors poured in, he also withdrew. It was not until this time that he realized that almost all the people from Yuanbao Sect who went down to Tianduan Gorge were killed, and including him, only two people evacuated.

Just when he was lamenting his luck, something strange happened. He suddenly became very unlucky, and the people close to him were even more unlucky. Even Elder Rongshen made a fool of himself.

Therefore, it was not surprising that the elder would have such a reaction when he saw him. After all, there were too many precedents.

He is now nicknamed "Meng Laomei" by the people in the sect!
It doesn't make sense that a person who cultivates the martial spirit of [Good Luck] would be so unlucky!
Although the current manifestation of bad luck is not dangerous, who can say for sure?

"What? You still want to return to the sect?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the elder immediately realized that he had spoken out of turn. He couldn't just let his disciple go just because he was unlucky.

"Ah, no no no! You wait here, I will go report to the leader."

"Thank you, elder."

Meng Laocai stood where he was cautiously, not daring to move. Based on his experience over the past few days, the more he moved, the more likely he would encounter emergencies. On the contrary, if he did not move, the probability of accidents would decrease.

But a decrease in probability does not mean that it will not happen. A large pile of bird droppings fell accurately on his head, and before that, he did not sense anything unusual. Judging from the smell of the bird droppings, this was just an ordinary bird, not some powerful beast.

The elder who came back to report stopped immediately when he saw Meng Laocai, who was covered in bird shit. Sometimes making a fool of oneself is more unacceptable than getting hurt.

Fang Kong is worthy of being the leader of Yuanbao Sect. He is actually very interested in the bad luck that others try to avoid.

Fang Kong took out the sect's treasure, the Yuanbao figurine, and examined Meng Laocai from head to toe, from outside to inside, but found nothing.

"This shouldn't be the case!" Fang Kong tried it again, but got the same result.

A warrior who cultivates the [Good Luck] martial spirit will certainly not become lucky, but it is even less likely that he will become unlucky. The overall fortune should be "average".

At the same time, the [Good Luck] martial spirit has a very strong resistance to external factors that affect fortune.

"Could it be because of this meteor fragment?" Fang Kong frowned, looking at the ordinary fragment presented by Meng Laocai.

In his opinion, this fragment was not even qualified to be used as material to create a treasure.

Fang Kong observed the meteor fragments in his hand, muttered to himself, and sat back on his throne. However, as soon as he sat down, the throne collapsed.

Fang Kong sat on the throne fragment, his mind a little confused, because his throne was a treasure!

"Master!" Meng Laocai was horrified. He knew that his master was moody, so he hoped the master would not take his anger out on him because of this matter.

"It's okay!" Fang Kong stood up with a big laugh, looking at Meng Laocai as if he was looking at a treasure.

"Very good! Very good! You just follow me during this time."

(End of this chapter)