At this time, no one knew that there was a unique battle taking place in the Rose Grocery Store in the Kingdom of Thorn Flowers. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Little gardener, such a big deal has been negotiated, you can just order it, give it to me quickly!"

"Old man Xi, you still have the face to say that you will die if you spend a few hundred gold coins to buy this potion?"

"Do you want to give it or not?"

"I won't give it, hehe, you can't reach it!"

Klein and Qintian Piggy both looked at this very discordant scene with black lines: the hunchbacked old man Schiller hung his legs on Wanxiangdao's waist like a koala, and raised his hands to snatch the black and shiny potion in Wanxiangdao's hand.

"Hey, little ghost, how do you drink this thing?" Schiller flicked his fingers on the glass test tube, and the black and thick inside was like a paste that couldn't be poured out after being stunned for a long time.

Wanxiang Dao almost laughed at Schiller's embarrassment, this sesame paste is a little sticky! Want to drink it directly in the test tube? Tell you, no way!

I don't know if it's the proverb that sesame seeds bloom and get high, or if there is a heightening substance in the body of sesame plants, Wanxiang Dao has soared in height after drinking a bowl of perverted sesame paste, and his height has increased from one meter four or five to one meter seventy-three!

Well, after this cooperation meeting on the sales of potions, Schiller, a rickety old man, was particularly blushing at the height change of Universal Dao, and he had to tell him the secret of the rapid height increase after talking about the cooperation. When Wanxiang Dao took out a sesame paste potion to decrypt it, he saw this and wanted to snatch it regardless of his face!

"Ugh!"

Schiller drank a large bowl of black soup made of sesame paste with his head up, and wiped the remaining liquid from the corners of his mouth, while belching.

"Little gardener, how can I think that you are fooling me the whole time?" Schiller asked as he touched his chin and thought for a moment before staring meaningfully at the leisurely universal dao.

Wanxiang Dao, who was outside the world, came back to his senses, spread his hands, and looked like a scoundrel with his nostrils facing the sky: "Old man Xi, even if I fool you, what's wrong?"

"You!"

Schiller trembled and raised his crutches and pointed at the universal road, unable to hold back a word. Today's young people are really amazing, and they talk about "cheating" and "old people so grandly!"

"Little ghost, you'd better be careful for a while, or you'll lose your life!" Schiller tapped on the counter, hesitating to give Wanxiang a cautious advice.

Wanxiang Dao was busy placing rows of test tubes with potions on his counter, and when he heard Schiller's serious words, he thought he was pretending to be profound.

Seeing Wanxiang Dao's indifferent appearance, Schiller glanced at him with pity and snorted coldly: "Do you remember the loyal plant that the Great Magister drummed up before? He died! It is rumored that it was because he refused the invitation of the Temple of Light!"

Wanxiang Dao's hand holding the green test tube paused, and then repeated the original action of quickly placing the potion.

One thing he knew better than Schiller was that the Loyalty Plant was not cultivated by the Archmage, and even though he had been in control of the activity before, the long-legged plant had retained its original spirituality after losing his control. That is to say, Noah's grandfather actually cultivated the conscious plant on his own, but many people who don't know the ins and outs think that the archmage is still secretly urging it to play pranks!

Originally, it was just a prank by an archmage teasing the Irish Plane Cultivator. The reason why he used the elemental clone to control the plants to walk and break through the fame of "loyal plants" was to mock the cultivators' dreams of creating the perfect plant. Unexpectedly, this joking act cost him his own life!

Wanxiang Dao easily deduced the cause of the death of the Great Magus, that is, he rejected the attention of the Temple of Light! But why did the Temple of Light value this Great Magus so much? In other words, why did it attach so much importance to cultivating plants with independent consciousness? Could it also want to cultivate magical plants that could advance?

It's a pity that Wanxiang Dao didn't know that the death of this great mage was inseparable from himself. If it weren't for the four times he swaggered with his big mouth, the Temple of Light wouldn't have found out that the real "Loyal Plant" had been successfully cultivated, and no one would have specifically sought out the Great Magus!

"Take it easy, maybe their next target will be you!"

The above is the warning that Wanxiang Dao gave him with a calm face when he was about to step out of the Rose Grocery Store!

Wanxiang Road was depressed walking on the crowded bluestone street, and accidentally caught a glimpse of a group of people in milky white coats in the distance, the most conspicuous of which was a fat old man with a crown of thorn flowers on his head.

I'm going to be so unlucky, right?

Wanxiang Dao hurriedly turned his head and walked towards a small hotel next to him, praying quickly in his heart: You can't see me!

"Bambats, Priest Herman, please!" someone over there shouted at the gimbal with one foot on the threshold, as if he were against him.

It was a simple little room, with only a small bed covered with futon and a square wooden table, and Priest Herman slowly picked up the brown wooden cup and took a sip of tea, with a hint of arrogance: "Bambets, I've been here for so long, and you haven't saluted me yet?"

Wan Xiang Dao was sitting across the table and pondering the meaning of this priest of the Temple of Light: did he want to honor him himself or was he going to suppress the Ban Manor?

The high priest was short and fat, with a fat face, eyes as small as a crack in the darkness, and the priest's robe on his body was tied and tightened. You can tell at a glance that he is not a good person!

Wanxiang Dao stood up with his hands crossed over his chest, bent down and bowed to give him a greeting, this series of actions provoked the corners of Priest Herman's eyes twitched, it was too perfunctory, and there was no respect at all!

"Tsk, Bambats, your Ban Manor has been really famous recently, and the potions sold are even more amazing, even if you have awakened magic talents, you can even choose to awaken that series of magic talents! By the way, didn't you launch a magic book cleaning potion a while ago? Hehe, you killed fourteen magic masters that time you fought for me! Think about the attraction of Ban's manor's potions!"

Wanxiang Dao listened to the words of Priest Herman's praise with a smile on his face, and the so-called slightest pride and pride could not rise!

"Hehe, in order for Ban Manor to further contribute to the Empire of Light and even the mainland of Ireland, on behalf of the Temple, I have decided to appoint Ban Baates as the Chief Cultivator of the Temple of Light。。。 We'll send a few temple staff to accompany you in managing Ban's Manor!!, and we'll try to create more magical potions!"

Listening to Priest Herman's nonsense, Universal Dao finally knew that he was "developed" and was honored to become a sacred high-ranking staff member of the Temple of Light. The bad side is, of course, that Ban's Manor was taken over by the Temple of Light, and he became a wage earner.

"Lord Priest Herman, our Ban Manor is just trying to get a small deal of gold coins, and it may be difficult for a strong man to serve the entire kingdom, let alone the entire Empire of Light? Wanxiang Dao said with a very embarrassed face, for today's plan can only delay time, half a year is enough to make himself grow up and have the corresponding means to deal with it.

"Hehe, Bambets, you think we're asking for your opinion?" Herman Priest's eyes were laughing into a line, the fat flesh on his face shook, and the words he said made Wanxiang Dao fall into the abyss: "Within the scope of our Bright Empire, no one can go against the will of the Temple of Light!

Wan Xiang Dao watched Priest Herman rub the red wrench between his index fingers, and his tone was very indifferent: "In a word, Ban's Manor either belongs to the Temple of Light, or... ”

Suddenly, Priest Herman's face changed dramatically, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and finally he took a deep breath and said the unspoken threatening words again.

Before the Priest Herman left,

The time was not yet ripe for the Herman priesthood

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