"That's right, there is more than one color of rune paper," after smiling at Lu Yu with a "proud expression", the old Dao Xuanyihong explained in a deep voice, "The rune seal of our Maoshan faction, according to the level of power, is divided into gold, silver, purple, blue, and yellow, and the yellow rune paper is the most common, and the other colors of rune paper are generally not taken out to use, unless it is ......"

After saying the word "unless", Lao Dao Xuan groaned, obviously, the rest of the words belonged to the secrets of the Maoshan faction, and he couldn't tell Lu Yu.

"Oh...... How many empty rune papers of various colors do you have in your hand? Lu Yu, who knew what the old Dao Xuanyihong's deep groan meant, did not continue the topic, but only asked the number of empty rune papers.

"I don't have gold, silver, and purple empty rune paper in my hand, only blue and yellow, but the amount of blue empty rune paper I have here is also very small, only more than a hundred, a lot of yellow, blue and yellow combined, three thousand is absolutely enough......" After frowning and thinking for a few seconds, Lao Dao Xuanyihong replied to Lu Yudao.

"Okay, then senior, you lead the way, let's go get the rune paper......" Lu Yu, who was very interested in blue rune paper in his heart, was immediately overjoyed when he heard that Lao Dao Xuanyihong still had a hundred blue rune papers in his hand.

"Three thousand rune papers are a lot, fellow Daoist...... Did one take it away? After taking a deep breath, Xuan Yihong, who still wanted to pull Lu Yu into the Maoshan faction, adhered to the way of doing things that he was reluctant to let the child trap the wolf, and said to Lu Yu: "Otherwise, I will give you a Qiankun bag......

"That'...... It's better to be respectful than to obey the fate......" As soon as he heard the words "Qiankun bag", Lu Yu instantly thought that the old chicken demon gave him a space bag, wouldn't it be this so-called Qiankun bag.

After Lao Dao Xuan Yihong took out a circle of cyan cloth bags from his cuffs that were exactly the same as the space bag, Lu Yu determined that the space bag that the old chicken demon gave him was the Qiankun bag, but the Qiankun bag sent by the old chicken demon seemed to be of a slightly higher level, after all, it was a bag of money, which was made of precious material Shu brocade, unlike the one sent by Lao Dao Xuanyihong, which was made of cyan burlap, which looked very cheap.

"I already have three thousand pieces of empty rune paper in this Qiankun bag, fellow Daoist, you can check ...... with your consciousness" After Lu Yu took the Qiankun bag, Old Dao Xuan Yihong explained.

"Oh......" After softly replying to Lao Dao Xuan's words, Lu Yu hurriedly checked the Qiankun bag in his hand with his consciousness, and then he found that his judgment was indeed right, the Qiankun bag made of Shu brocade material sent by the old chicken demon was really higher, and the level of that one was more than higher than the level sent by Lao Dao.

If the internal space of the Shu Jin Qiankun bag sent by the old chicken demon is compared to a two-bedroom house, then the internal space of the coarse cloth Qiankun bag sent by Lao Dao Xuanyi Hong is only as big as a squat pit in the public toilet, which is almost only equivalent to one-twentieth of the internal space of the Shu Jin Qiankun bag, which is too small.

"Thank you, seniors......" Although he was slightly dissatisfied with the level of the coarse cloth bag in his hand, but after glancing at the empty rune paper inside it with his consciousness, Lu Yu's dissatisfaction in his heart was swept away, and after thanking Lao Dao Xuan, Lu Yu also took out a small bag from his sleeve, which was also a small bag woven with Shu brocade, containing the gold that Lu Yu promised to donate to the City God Temple: "Senior, this is the incense money I gave to our City God Temple......

"Thank you Daoyou......" After taking the small bag of Shu brocade handed over by Lu Yu, Lao Dao raised his hand and checked it, opened the bag and looked at it, and after seeing the broken gold nuggets that were shining in the afternoon sun, Lao Dao's eyes also began to flash with golden light.

After about twenty seconds, the poor old Dao Xuan Yihong recovered from the psychological impact of getting rich in an instant, and after checking the bag again, he raised his head and asked Lu Yu: "Daoyou, the gold nuggets in this bag seem to be a lot more than one hundred taels, this ......"

"It's more, I'm giving you a little heart, can't you refuse......" Lu Yu leaned over and put his head to the ear of the old Dao Xuanyihong, and replied to him in a very small voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Oh...... ......After listening to Lu Yu's answer, and silently putting the bag of gold into his cuffs, Lao Dao Xuan looked up at Lu Yu with a look of relief and sighed.

He said in his heart: Although the third young master of the Lu family is young, he will really come to trouble, and his strength is strong, and he is also a member of my Daomen, he is simply a talent among talents, our Maoshan faction lacks this kind of powerful and attractive person, if he joins my Maoshan faction, maybe, one day, he will become the head of my Maoshan faction, then I will also rise with the tide......

After nothing happened on the surface, the old Taoist Xuanyihong, who was full of things in his heart, personally sent Lu Yu out of the City God Temple, and told Lu Yu that he must come over in five days.

After seeing Lu Yu go away, Lao Dao Xuan Yihong hurriedly rushed back to his room, and immediately polished and wrote a letter, which was written to his master.

Lao Dao Xuan Yihong knew very well that with his own strength and his meager position in the Maoshan faction, it was indeed a little difficult for him to win over Lu Yu personally, after all, Lu Yu was the son of the richest man in Guozhou, rich and powerful, and he might not look down on him.

Therefore, he must invite a respected person from the Maoshan faction to support him, it is best to invite his master out of the mountain, his old man is now the senior brother of the head of the Maoshan faction, and his old man should come forward to win over Lu Yu, it should be nine out of ten.

Just when Lao Dao Xuanyi was writing hard, Lu Yu was walking slowly towards the south gate of the county, and at this time, he looked up at the sky.

He found that at this time, the sun was very far westward, and it should be almost four o'clock in the afternoon.

Since it is the season of late autumn, the sun is about to set early, so Lu Yu, who knew that the sun would set at about half past five, understood that he only had an hour and a half left to go to the mass grave to confirm the burial place of the purple ghost Mu Hanxiang.

So, Lu Yu quickened the pace of progress, walking towards the south gate of the city like flying, as soon as he walked out of the south gate, he saw that the purple ghost Mu Hanxiang hiding under an old locust tree outside the city gate floated faintly.

"That...... Lord Chenghuang, what is the matter with Young Master Lu? After floating to Lu Yu's side, the purple ghost Mu Hanxiang asked Lu Yu weakly.

"What about you......" After glancing at the surrounding environment, and realizing that there was no one else around, Lu Yu whispered to scare the purple ghost Mu Hanxiang.

"Ah......" Sure enough, after hearing Lord Chenghuang say something related to herself, Mu Hanxiang was frightened, and after habitually screaming, she asked Lu Yu in a trembling voice: "I...... Target...... What's the matter...... Is it to ...... Catch me...... ......"