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"The medicine is ready."

Two days later, Miao Zhuoqi ran back, carrying a sack of medicinal materials in his hand, and said to Jiang Hao: "But the medicinal materials for the Ning Yuan Dan you want are only one pair. This medicine is really expensive and has no market. I have spent a lot of effort to ask you for it." It was just put together by a friend.”

"Okay, we'll make the medicine later." Jiang Hao was happy to see that all the medicinal materials were ready.

But at this time, outside the Taoist temple, several cars parked at the door, and an old man wearing a Taoist robe was seen, with long and half-white hair tied in a classic bun. In particular, he had a fairy-like Taoist attitude.

He was followed by two young men who were also wearing Taoist robes and looked quite arrogant. They accompanied the old Taoist priest and looked at the entrance of Wuliang Taoist Temple. A young man on the left couldn't help but laugh and said: "Master, this Taoist temple is really broken."

"Yes, the small halls in our Qingshan Temple are more grand than this one." The young Taoist priest on the right said with a smile.

"This Wuliang Taoist Temple cannot be compared with our Qingshan Temple."

The old man named Qingsong Taoist showed a hint of arrogance on his face and said with a smile: "But don't underestimate this broken Taoist temple. A sixth-grade alchemist once appeared here, and his inheritance is still very powerful."

"So what, their Taoist Priest Wu Sheng is just a second-grade alchemist." Chen Hai, the young man on the left, said with a sneer.

"Yes, now he is being killed by the disciple he raised. Taoist Wu Sheng is really pathetic." Zhang Jin, the young man on the right, shook his head and smiled.

"Oh, Wu Sheng did die pitifully, unfortunately, unfortunately."

Taoist Master Qingsong shook his head and sighed, but there was no trace of sadness on his face. He immediately said to the two disciples: "But Wu Sheng and I were friends for a while. Now that something happened to him, I naturally have to come over and visit." .

There are also no people in this Wuliang Taoist Temple. It would be very good if it could be included in our Qingshan Taoist Temple. "

"Master is telling me that last time I came here, I heard that they have a fifth-grade medicine refining furnace here?"

Chen Hai's eyes were bright, and so was Zhang Jin's. He smiled mischievously: "Although our Qingshan Temple does not lack the fifth-grade alchemy furnace, it is a treasure after all. It would be good if it can be used by us."

"Haha, you two are also second-grade alchemists now. It would be good to take this fifth-grade alchemy furnace and make medicine for you." Taoist priest Qingsong nodded and smiled.

"Thank you Master."

Chen Hai and Zhang Jin were excited because they were only using the very common third-grade pill furnace in Taoist temples. If there was a fifth-grade pill furnace, the chance of success in refining medicine would be greatly increased.

In alchemy, the most important thing is not to be a good alchemist, but to have a good furnace in order to successfully make good elixirs.

Taoist Priest Qingsong came here with the fifth-grade alchemy furnace of Wuliang Taoist Temple.

"You are?"

A teenage Taoist priest who was cleaning the door looked at Taoist Master Qingsong and his party.

"You're blind, why don't you call someone over to greet you."

Chen Hai stared and shouted loudly, which frightened the little Taoist priest before he hurried in to call for someone.

"It seems that Wuliang Taoism has really declined." Zhang Jin shook his head and smiled.

"Master Jiang, Mr. Zhou, Senior Brother Yang, some Taoists are coming from outside."

The little Taoist priest hurriedly ran to the alchemy shop, with Jiang Hao, Huang Ruoxi, Miao Zhuoqi, Zhou Zhongtang, Huang Hongbing and others behind.

"Taoist, what Taoist?"

Yang Yiping was stunned, and the little Taoist priest said: "It seems to be called Taoist Master Qingsong."

"What, Taoist Master Qingsong."

Yang Yiping was surprised, Zhou Zhongtang and Huang Hongbing were stunned, and they were also surprised and said: "Could it be the Qingsong Taoist Priest from Qingshan Taoist Temple at the foot of Qingshan Mountain in Hubei?"

"It should be him."

Yang Yiping nodded, but Jiang Hao and Miao Zhuoqi didn't know each other. Huang Ruoxi heard about it and said, "Taoist Master Qingsong is an alchemist."

"Yes, he is a fourth-grade alchemist!" Zhou Zhongtang nodded and said.

"Taoist Priest Qingsong and our master are good friends." Yang Yiping said.

Zhou Zhongtang nodded. While Taoist Wu Sheng was still alive, he often saw Taoist Qingsong visiting him several times, so he knew that they had a good relationship.

"It seems that Taoist Qingsong knew something happened to Taoist Wu Sheng and came here specially. Let's go out to greet him." Zhou Zhongtang stood up and Huang Hongbing nodded. Taoist Qingsong deserved their respect just because he was a fourth-grade alchemist.

"Let's go too."

Jiang Hao nodded and went out to the front hall of the Taoist temple with Huang Ruoxi, Miao Zhuoqi and Aqing.

"Taoist Master Qingsong, you are here." Yang Yiping ran to the front and respectfully greeted the three masters and disciples of Taoist Qingsong.

"Xiao Yang, are you in charge of the Taoist temple now?" Taoist Master Qingsong looked at Yang Yiping and asked softly.

"Yes, Taoist Master Qingsong. After Master passed away, many senior brothers have left, and now only the four of us are left to guard the Taoist temple." Yang Yiping said helplessly.

"Oh, it's really hard on you children."

Taoist Priest Qingsong sighed. Chen Hai and Zhang Jin next to them looked arrogantly and looked at Yang Yiping and the others with disdain.

"Taoist Master Qingsong, you are here."

Zhou Zhongtang and Huang Hongbing came out, followed by Jiang Hao, Huang Ruoxi, Miao Zhuoqi and Aqing, who were also looking curiously at Taoist Qingsong.

"Mr. Zhou, Mr. Huang, why are you here?"

Taoist Priest Qingsong was very surprised when he saw Huang Hongbing. This famous miracle doctor in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, even he, a fourth-grade alchemist, could not match his reputation.

"Haha, Taoist Qingsong, we meet again. I'm here to do something." Huang Hongbing and Taoist Qingsong met twice, so they knew each other.

Jiang Hao, Huang Ruoxi, Miao Zhuoqi and the others followed behind and looked at the three masters and disciples of Taoist Master Qingsong.

When the elders speak, the younger ones naturally have no right to interrupt and can only stand aside with courtesy and respect.

"Oh, I was very sad when I heard that Taoist Master Wu Sheng passed away, so I came to pay my respects. Xiao Yang, please take us to see your master's grave first." Taoist Qingsong said hello to Zhou Zhongtang Huang Hongbing, and asked Yang Yiping to take the lead. Let them go to pay homage to Taoist Master Wu Sheng's grave first.

Zhou Zhongtang, Huang Hongbing, Jiang Hao, Huang Ruoxi, Miao Zhuoqi and Aqing also accompanied them up the mountain. Seeing that Taoist Master Qingsong came here specially, it was obvious that he was serious.

After paying homage to the grave of Taoist Master Wu Sheng, the group returned to sit in the front hall of the Taoist temple again.

Taoist Master Qingsong asked Yang Yiping and found that he was in charge of the Taoist temple and felt that things were much easier to handle.

"Hey, is your Wuliang Taoist Temple's fifth-grade alchemy furnace still there?" Chen Hai couldn't help but asked Yang Yiping directly.

These words immediately attracted the attention of Jiang Hao and Zhou Zhongtang, and they raised their eyebrows. They had thought that this Taoist Qingsong had come by chance. It seemed that it was not as simple as paying homage to Taoist Wu Sheng.

Now it seems that they are coming for the fifth-grade alchemy furnace.

"In the refining pharmacy." Yang Yiping nodded stupidly and said.

Chen Hai and Zhang Jin looked at each other. After the Taoist priests Qingsong and Huang Hongbing finished their polite remarks, they smiled at Yang Yiping and said, "Xiao Yang, you guys have really worked hard to manage such a large Wuliang Taoist temple."

"It's not hard. Master told us to guard the Taoist temple." Yang Yiping said respectfully.

"Yes, if Wu Sheng had chosen you as a closed disciple, today's tragedy would not have happened." Taoist Master Qingsong praised, which made Yang Yiping very excited.

Taoist Master Qingsong sighed and said: "Wu Sheng and I are old friends, how could I see his Wuliang Taoist Temple in such decline and ruin?

Let's do this, Xiao Yang, how about letting my two disciples take over the Wuliang Taoist Temple first, and then when you grow up, you can officially inherit the Wuliang Taoist Temple? "

At these words, Yang Yiping was stunned for a moment.

Next to him, Jiang Hao raised his eyebrows and looked at Taoist Priest Qingsong who was smiling and friendly.

It turns out that his real purpose is to take down the entire Infinite Taoist Temple...