"Master Mao, how can I help you?" Yang Chen politely took Mao Qi into the reception room. He was very polite all the way. There was no excuse to be picky.
But the more it was, the more he laughed bitterly. Yang Chen's manners are comprehensive. I think when he opens his mouth to kill people, he will see the bone with his sword. But I can't help it. Now Mao Qi has to accompany his smiling face to the younger generation who can't be killed. He has to allow him to make terms.
"In this way, I will not hide it from the master." With the last experience, at least Mao Qi knows that it's very easy to get Yang Chen moving, as long as there are enough benefits: "our sect also wants to customize a batch of concentration pills from the master. I wonder if the master can help you?"
Yang Chen's last display of greedy posture is also an important reason for most of the top management of taitianmen to tolerate Yang Chen's life to the present. In their eyes, since Yang Chen can be bought with some money, there is no need to kill each other and cooperate in this way.
You should know that even taitianmen has to bear a lot of pressure to deal with a five product alchemist. It is also an acceptable way to use this way to ease bilateral relations and to have limited cooperation at the same time.
"Concentration pill?" Yang Chen frowned directly: "last time, I have prepared enough concentration pills for the little sect leader. Is there any problem after the little sect leader ate them?"
Yang Chen smelled this question, which Mao Qi could not answer. If you have a problem with the pill, why do you have to rely on Baba to ask for it? We are smart people. We don't need to do such things.
"A lot has been lost due to poor safekeeping." Mao Qi can only use such a bad reason to keep off. He can't tell Yang Chen directly that the elders of the medicine hall want to study the pill of concentration, but they didn't find it out, which also leads to the embarrassment of the few sect leaders' relapse?
"That is to say, after a period of time, the owner of shaomen stopped taking the medicine?" Yang Chen didn't investigate how to keep it properly. It's not proper for everyone to say it out without knowing it. But Yang Chen asked the question.
"Yes." Mao Qi hesitated and nodded. There is nothing to hide. The pills given by Yang Chen were accurate at that time, just enough for Li Liheng to take for 30 years. Since a batch of drugs have been lost, it will inevitably lead to the result of Li Liheng's drug breaking.
"Trouble." Yang Chen's eyebrows are more tangled, and her tone is more solemn. It's just a simple three word evaluation, but it makes Maoqi suddenly have a bad feeling.
Although Mao Qi is not one of the core elders, he is not only the sect leader, but also the two Mahayana elders and several core elders. All of them have solemnly said to him that Li Liheng's business is the most important thing. Even if it's the heart searching pill, it's also after the soul concentrating pill.
Now Yang Chen's light floating words, Mao Qi's direct heart is a sink, hurriedly asked: "master, how trouble?"
"Once the medicine is broken, all the previous achievements will be wasted." Yang Chen's head is shaking slowly and his speech speed is very slow, but the meaning in it makes Mao Qi more nervous: "if you want to treat it again, 30 years may not be enough."
Smell speech, Mao Qi slightly relaxed. If it's just a matter of time, it's not a big problem. It's only a few decades ago. For monks, it's a time of one or two closures. Li Liheng is not a guy who is too old to live long. He can afford to wait.
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