Chapter 362: Pang Zicheng

The Zhenting Chamber of Commerce is one of the three major chambers of commerce in Donggan City. It has developed for decades and has annexed countless large and small chambers of commerce.
As one of the helms, Chang Wenxi's status is actually higher than Qin Ming thought.
He claims that he has a little bit of face in Donggan City, but in fact most of the forces will sell him face and will not easily offend him.
"My lord, why did you come back today? Didn't you say to wait for Master Liu to you tomorrow." A deacon ran out immediately after receiving the news.
"It's okay, go get Yuanjing." Chang Wenxi waved his hand and said.
This time, he committed the risk arbitrarily, and he didn't blame others, and he didn't want to mention it.
"Yes." The deacon turned around and walked into the mansion without hesitation.
Soon, he brought a small gift box.
Thirty larger crystals were placed inside.
This is Chang Wenxi's life-saving thanksgiving gift, thirty middle-grade Yuanjing.
Although the concentration of aura within each elementary crystal is slightly different, basically a middle-grade elementary crystal is almost worth a hundred lower-grade elemental crystals.
These thirty middle-grade crystals are equivalent to three thousand low-grade crystals, and the value is conceivable. This thank you gift is not light.
You must know that he had robbed the Black King Pirate before, and the total amount was only fifty-five low-grade Yuanjing.
Qin Ming didn't be polite or evasive anymore, thanked him and accepted the thirty middle-grade crystals.
He came to Donggan City for the first time, and wanted to come to many places where he needed Yuanjing to consume. Chang Wenxi was also the Yuanjing who knew this and gave it directly, and he considered it very thoughtful.
Afterwards, Chang Wenxi invited Qin Ming to sit in his chamber of commerce, and Qin Ming naturally had a hard time rejecting the gift, so he followed in.
The monks and other people walking in the mansion all said hello after seeing Chang Wenxi. Adults grow up and grow up short.
In a courtyard where birds and flowers are fragrant, Qin Ming saw several monks sitting cross-legged in some mountain and stone courtyards, breathing and breathing through exercises.
He found that the aura in this courtyard was much richer than other places, and the aura emitted by these cultivators was stronger than that of other officials in the palace.
"This training garden is a site where our Chamber of Commerce has poured a lot of funds into it. I dug out spiritual soil from the wild, planted various spiritual flowers and grasses, and placed spiritual stones, and then invited a master of formation to lay down a spiritual gathering lock formation. "
"It is no exaggeration to say that being able to practice in this courtyard is definitely several times more efficient than other places, and it will also help to break through the bottleneck of the cultivation base. Looking at the entire Donggan City, I am afraid that there are not many power groups. There is a place for cultivation like mine."
When Chang Wenxi talked about this topic, there was no concealment of pride on his face.
The reason why his chamber of commerce can allow so many monks to settle in, this courtyard has played a big role.
Such a comfortable place for cultivation is not everywhere.
When Qin Ming was visiting the Chamber of Commerce, a rainbow of light flashed across the sky and arrived at Donggan City at a very fast speed.
At the same time, in Donggan City, a figure rose into the sky as if it had been sensed.
"Senior, I don't know what's going on in Donggan City?" The figure stood in the air and stopped the rainbow light.
The rainbow light dissipated, revealing an old man with white beard.
"Oh, it's Xiaoyou Meng, I didn't expect you to be here in Donggan City." The white-bearded old man said with a smile.
He clearly recognized the man in front of him.
Wearing a red long gown, there is also the iconic pattern of Qiankun Yunzong on the chest, proving the identity of this young man.
The young man looks young, but his sword-like deterrence is quite extraordinary.
"This time I came to discuss something with Zicheng, he should still be in the city."
Meng Ming nodded, "Elder Pang is in the city, I will give a briefing first, and please wait a while."
"Then there will be little friend Lao." The old man didn't say much.
In the mansion of the lord of Donggan City, an old man in a white robe was leisurely tasting the freshly refined spiritual tea, and the fragrance overflowed the entire hall.
"Elder, Senior Pei is here." Meng Ming descended from the sky and walked directly into the hall.
"Oh? How could he think of me at this time." The white-robed old man raised his eyelids lightly, seeming a little surprised.
He is now the current city lord of Donggan City and an elder of Qiankun Yunzong.
"Let him come over, this old guy will really find time." Pang Zicheng shook his head, put down the tea cup, it seemed a pity that the spirit tea had just been brewed on the table.
Meng Ming's expression remained unchanged, and he nodded and disappeared in place.
In a moment, a long laugh came from the horizon.
"I thought you didn't welcome me."
Pang Zicheng smiled and took out another Lingyu cup and placed a cup full of tea on the table.
A clear breeze passed through the hall, and suddenly someone sat on the opposite side of the table, who was toasting a sip of spiritual tea.
"Yes, really good." Pei Qingfeng praised the cup of Ling Tea.
"Let's talk about it, what happened to me this time." Pang Zicheng didn't think that the other party came to him to talk about the past.
"It's not that bit of trouble in the pavilion. Recently, Biluodian seems to have been eyeing us. There are always disciples who encounter Biluodian's care when they are practicing outside, so that the disciples in the door now don't dare to go out."
Pei Qingfeng said, this matter seemed to give him quite a headache.
"Then what are you looking for me to do." Pang Zicheng asked.
"You don't understand Biluodian's style of behavior. You kill people and draw blood to practice the methods of demons and evils. The monks they are looking at are not only our disciples. I'm afraid that this kind of thing will happen to your Universe Yunzong." Pei Qingfeng said. .
Pang Zicheng didn't mean to conceal it. He frowned and nodded: "Indeed, a disciple was killed while going out. It is suspected that the people of Biluodian did it. However, this matter was handed over to other elders to be responsible, and it has nothing to do with me. ."
"The whereabouts of the Biluo Temple is erratic, and the methods are extremely weird. Just because my Shenyu Pavilion sent people to search, it may not be a result. This time I am here to send a letter. I hope that I can cooperate with you Qiankun Yunzong to clean up and save a day. Something happened to night."
Pei Qingfeng made it clear that he had come, and drank the remaining spiritual tea in the cup, and still poured himself a cup of unsatisfactory intentions.
Pang Zicheng thought for a while, then nodded, "I will go to the sect to respond to this matter, but success or failure depends on the meaning of the sect master. I can't be the master, after all, Biluodian is not a normal person."
"Okay, that's enough, this group of monsters should also be punished." Pei Qingfeng seemed to think that Qiankun Yunzong would inevitably agree.
In his opinion, joining hands is a win-win result, and there is no reason to let go of the Biluodian.
To say that in this area, only their Shenyu Pavilion and Qiankun Yunzong can crush Biluodian, and other sect family forces are not even qualified to discuss cooperation and cooperation with them.