He Ranchen nodded and said: "The Hundred Sects and Martial Arts are held once every five years, and it can be regarded as a mutual exchange between large and small sects in Tianmang County, gathering the strengths of hundreds of schools. ”

Mu Yun naturally understood what He Ranchen meant, but he didn't understand what the purpose of his coming to him was, was it just to tell himself about the Hundred Sects of Martial Arts?

Mu Yun didn't speak, but looked at He Ranchen quietly, waiting for him to finish speaking.

At this time, Meng Feihan on the side suddenly said: "There is no need to be suspicious, my county guard is an official of the Southern Heavenly Emperor Dynasty, and he also needs a helper to manage a county, and the head of each major sect is an excellent candidate, and the head of the Mu family can take the lead, so he is naturally a superior candidate, and this time my county guard also intends to help the head of the county to win the top three of the hundred sects and martial arts, or even the first place." ”

Meng Feihan's eyes were full of trickery, but there were almost no loopholes in what he said, except that he didn't say what Mu Yun needed to do.

"Then I don't know what this seat needs to do?" asked Mu Yun.

Meng Feihan was just about to speak, He Ranchen waved his hand to stop him, stood up and approached Mu Yun's side, and said, "Master Mu, this is just cooperation, you and I take what we need." ”

Mu Yun frowned, this kind of taking what he needs seems peaceful, but in fact it is extremely dangerous, the other party helped him to win the first place in the martial arts, then not only Mu Yun, but even the Northern Xuan faction is bound to him, and he is an official of the imperial dynasty, if he provokes any difficult opponent, the other party is afraid of the Southern Heavenly Imperial Family, and will inevitably take action against the Northern Xuan faction.

Mu Yun smiled indifferently and said: "He Junshou, my Northern Xuan Sect is just a small sect that does not enter the stream, and it can't be on the big stage of the hundred sects and martial arts at all, so you should ask for another master!"

Meng Feihan's eyes lit up, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Mu Yun's wrist, and said: "Master Mu, with your cultivation, the Northern Xuan Sect will be a big faction in less than ten years, and cooperating with the royal family as early as possible is the best choice, otherwise you will have to stand on the opposite ground of the imperial family!"

Mu Yun couldn't help but be angry, this Meng Feihan really didn't have a city government, and just a few words actually began to threaten Mu Yun.

At this time, He Ranchen on the side stepped forward, forcibly separated the two, and said to Meng Feihan: "How can you treat the head of the Mu family like this, even if you don't want to, we are still friends." ”

After speaking, he turned to Mu Yun again and said, "Master Mu, since this is the case, I don't force it, but I still hope that you can think about it, this is very important for the future of the Northern Xuan Sect and you." ”

Mu Yun looked coldly at the two masters and servants in front of him, one county guard and one staff, the two sang and harmonized, and the cooperation between red and white was really seamless.

But Mu Yun was not afraid of him, said goodbye, turned around and left.

Meng Feihan looked at Mu Yun's departing figure, approached He Ranchen's side and said, "County Guard, you just let him leave, there is no one in Tianmang County who is more suitable than him!"

A smile appeared on the corner of He Ranchen's mouth, and said: "This Tianmangjun is a whirlpool, if you don't come, it will suck you in, don't say that you have to come in! Do you really think he can leave like this?"

"What do you mean?" Meng Feihan asked again.

He Ranchen's smile was even worse, and he muttered in Meng Feihan's ear for a long time.

After listening, Meng Feihan showed an expression of sudden realization, and the smile on He Ranchen's face became more and more sinister.

Mu Yun left the City Lord's Mansion, and according to the location told by Du Yuanwu, he now needed to go to the Golden Pavilion in the southern city of Tianmang City.

In fact, the four urban districts in the southeast, northwest and northwest have their own trading places, but because Nancheng District has the most rich people, the trading place is very prosperous, and the largest and most prosperous trading place is the Golden Pavilion in the center of Nancheng District.

After walking for an hour, Mu Yun entered the trading place, which was full of shops, selling pills, weapons and charms, and there were many monks who set up stalls, and the cries of selling came and went.

Mu Yun saw a splendid palace from a distance, which was better than the city lord's mansion, and directly above the palace gate, there was a gold lacquer plaque, on which the dragon flew and the phoenix danced with the three big characters of "Golden Pavilion".

Mu Yun walked straight to the Golden Pavilion, the front of the gate was crowded, and four or five young monks dressed in the apprentice costumes of the Golden Pavilion were busy greeting guests.

Mu Yun didn't bother them, he walked into the Golden Pavilion alone, and on the first floor was a large counter, which contained all kinds of medicinal materials, weapons, etc., but the grade and quality were not high.

Mu Yun was not interested, there were stairs on both sides of the first floor leading to the second floor, and there was someone guarding the stairs, and there was a wooden sign that read,

"Non-VIPs are not allowed. ”

Mu Yun was just about to open his mouth to ask about the conditions of the VIP, when a person walked up the stairs directly above, it was a middle-aged man, with a big body and a small belly, with a soft smile on his face all the time.

The moment he saw Mu Yun, his face showed a trace of excitement, and he quickly walked a few steps, walked in front of Mu Yun, and said, "Mu Zhangmen, look up for a long time! I am Song Nanshan, the chief steward of the Golden Pavilion of Tianmang County. ”

A trace of doubt flashed in Mu Yun's heart, when did his reputation become so loud?

And the monk who appeared behind Song Nanshan gave Mu Yun an answer, and this person was Meng Feihan, He Ranchen's staff.

"Steward Song, the head of the Mu Sect is the guest of honor of the county guard, and he is also the head of the Beixuan faction, you must treat you well, otherwise the county guard will never spare you!" Meng Feihan shouted in a raised voice on the stairs now.

It didn't matter if he shouted, everyone's eyes suddenly focused on Mu Yun and Meng Feihan, and the monks present naturally knew Meng Feihan, after all, he was the advisor of the county guard.

But the most talked about is Mu Yun, after all, this is a young face, but it is such a young man who is actually the head of a faction, and he is also a guest of the county guard.

Mu Yun frowned, this He Yanchen and Meng Feihan's plan was really insidious, in this way, even if he wanted to break away from the county guard, it would be impossible.

After Meng Feihan saw Mu Yun's expression, he stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, and said, "Master Mu, let's talk upstairs! After all, there are many people on this floor. ”

Mu Yun hugged his shoulders and looked at Meng Feihan, and Meng Feihan was still staring at Mu Yun with a "please" action, and the two sides were deadlocked under the gaze of everyone, which was a spiritual struggle. And Song Nanshan, who was caught in the middle, was a little embarrassed, he looked back and forth, and a subtle look flashed in his eyes.

"You two go upstairs first, and I'll go to handle the VIP status for the head of the pastor. Song Nanshan went downstairs under the pretext.

And when Mu Yun heard the identity of the VIP, a trace of trickery flashed in his eyes, his hands were slowly lowered, and he took a step and walked up the stairs.

Do you want to take advantage of me? I'll slap you first!

The second floor of the Golden Pavilion is not a star and a half than the first floor, the cloud top sandalwood is the beam, the crystal jade is the lamp, the pearl is the curtain, and the fan gold is the pillar base. A six-foot-wide agarwood throne...... 10,000 words are omitted here.

Mu Yun's mind flashed the belongings of the Beixuan faction himself, which was really a tragic word.

At this time, Song Nanshan returned to the second floor with a very delicate silver card, handed it to Mu Yun and said, "Master Mu, this is the Golden Pavilion VIP card, and many privileges have also been written in the card. ”

Mu Yun took it, his hand just touched, and he was a little surprised in his heart, this Golden Pavilion is really rich, even the VIP card is a space treasure, although the space is not large, but it is also valuable.

Mu Yun put away the VIP card and said, "I didn't want to trouble Lord County Guard, but I didn't expect Lord County Master to insist on doing so, so I had to break the bank." ”

Meng Feihan frowned and said, "Master Mu, what do you mean by this......

Before Meng Feihan's words were finished, Mu Yun preemptively said: "Steward Song, I need 200 Hui Ling Flowers and 500 Hydrological Grasses......"

Mu Yun reported more than ten kinds of medicinal materials in one go, and at least 100 copies, according to Mu Yun's estimate, at least 200,000 taels of silver.

Meng Feihan's eyes were straight, he didn't expect such a trick. And Song Nanshan's eyes on the side lit up, he hasn't had such a big business for a long time, and his performance in the past few years has been thrown out of several GAi by the next county.

And this pastor is also a guest of the county guard, and the attitude of Meng Feihan Meng's staff just now is already very revealing. This time, he earned the money again, and he curried favor with the county guard, killing two birds with one stone, and it was very beautiful! Song Nanshan recorded while laughing, for fear that he would write less about the medicinal materials that Mu Yun said.

"Shepherd...... Shepherd...... Master Mu, what are you doing here?" Meng Feihan asked.

Mu Yun said: "Lord County Shou has this kind intention, I can't refuse, I have already told Steward Song what I need, you only need to pay." ”

Steward Song on the side said with a smile: "Then you can deduct it directly from the deposit of the City Lord's Mansion, which is very convenient." ”

"No, it's not......," Meng Feihan wanted to stop.

Mu Yun grabbed Meng Feihan's hand and said, "Yours is not or mine is not, I know the good intentions of the county guard, I can't add it anymore, and I am a little reluctant to add it!"

Meng Feihan glared at Mu Yun and wanted to speak, but was stopped by Mu Yun, and at this time, Song Nanshan had already gone downstairs, and he was clearly heard shouting: "Deduct 200,000 taels from the deposit of the City Lord's Mansion!"

Meng Feihan wanted to stop it, but Song Nanshan seemed to want to facilitate this deal, and within three minutes, he quickly ran from the first floor to the second floor, and said excitedly: "It has been deducted, the city lord's mansion originally had 200,000 taels and three wen, and now there are three wen left." ”

Meng Feihan rolled his eyes and foamed at the mouth.

Mu Yun ignored Meng Feihan, grabbed Song Nanshan's hand, and said excitedly: "Your company's work efficiency is really fast! ”

At this time, Song Nanshan took out a piece of rice paper from behind him and said, "It's not that I don't need it, it's just that I haven't had time to say it yet." ”

Mu Yun looked at the rice paper, then at Meng Feihan, who was unconscious and fell to the ground, walked over with a wicked smile, grabbed Meng Feihan's hand, bit his index finger fiercely, and pressed it on the deduction paper.