The current head of the Maoshan School sat second on the left, behind Mo Chen.

His expression was indifferent and leisurely, neither paying attention to Zhang Tianshi's eyes, nor looking at Mo Chen beside him, and quietly closed his eyes to recuperate.

Beside him, sat a young man in his twenties. That person didn't have the concentration of Maoshan Sect, he looked around from time to time, and when he looked at Mo Chen, his face showed a little dissatisfaction.

The world respects the left, and Mo Chen was placed first on the left by Song Lizong, obviously thinking that he was more noble than the others present. The young man glanced at his master and Zhang Tianshi, who was placed in the first place on the right, and even if he was dissatisfied in his heart, he could only remain silent.

The Maoshan faction used to be the leader of the world's Taoist sects, but that was just the past after all.

Since the Tang Dynasty, the Maoshan faction has been completely suppressed by Longhu Mountain, both in terms of strength and fame. Today's Daomen seems to have become a new situation led by Longhu Mountain.

Thinking of this, the young man's eyes looked at Mo Chen a little differently again.

Speaking of which, he has robbed the position of the head of Longhu Mountain!

The young man took a sip of tea, calmed down the distracting thoughts in his heart, and looked at the Longhu Mountain with a look of lively drama and abuse.

Mo Chen sat in the first place, looking at everyone indifferently, ignoring everyone's dissatisfaction or surprise.

Although there are only more than 40 dwarf cases on the field, there are more than 100 people. Because most of those grandmasters from all over the world brought one or two disciples. The case of a lone person has become a relatively isolated case.

Song Lizong looked at the turbulent banquet below, and always had a gentle smile on his face.

He picked up the teacup and said with a smile: "It is really my blessing to have the opportunity to meet all the grandmasters today. Here, I replace wine with tea and toast all grandmasters. ”

Song Lizong said, picked up the teacup and drank it all.

Seeing this, everyone hurriedly picked up the teacup and drank it all, and responded: "The official is polite." ”

Song Lizong bowed slightly, picked up the teacup again, and said with a smile: "This second cup, blessed by the sky, I wish the Great Song Dynasty to recover the Central Plains and complete the century-old wish." ”

When everyone heard this, they smiled and raised their glasses and drank bitterly.

Song Lizong picked up the wine glass again, looked sideways at Mo Chen, and said with a smile: "This third glass of wine, should be honored by Mo Zhenren to turn the tide and save the world from peril." ”

Everyone's faces changed slightly, and they looked at each other, their expressions a little more unusually solemn.

Song Lizong's move is a bit unusual.

There are so many Taoist seniors present here, no matter how you count the toast, it is not the turn of that junior. After all, Song Lizong is the Son of Heaven, he toasted the yellow-haired child, where did he put everyone here. Everyone can't sit and don't say anything, but if everyone follows the toast, won't it be a little weaker.

Just when everyone was uncomfortable, they saw Maoshan Zhangjiao holding up the tea cup with a smile and said with a smile: "What Your Majesty said is that Mo Zhenren's martial arts attainments are extraordinary, and he will save the country from danger. For the sake of the country and the people of the world, we should naturally toast a glass of wine,"

When everyone heard this, their eyes instantly lit up, and they looked at Maoshan with more appreciation.

The ginger is still old and spicy.

First of all, he praised the opponent's martial arts and martial arts, not Taoism, and directly denied the opponent's position as a grandmaster in the Taoist realm. secondly, he explained that he toasted only because of the society in the world and the people of the world.

Everyone raised their glasses and said: "We are the country's society, and the people of the world respect Mo Zhenren with a cup." ”

Mo Chen's expression was calm, with a faint smile on his face, and he picked up the teacup and drank it all.

A gloomy look flashed in Song Lizong's eyes, he was really a group of old foxes. But that's fine, they should be about to lose their seat.

He played with the teacup in his hand, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he said softly: "Mo Zhenren saved the country in danger, and it is not enough to be rewarded for the world." It's just that real people are pure cultivators, and worldly things such as gold and silver are not suitable after all. Therefore, I want to ask Mo Zhenren to establish a Taoist palace and control the world's Taoist gates. ”

Mo Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at Song Lizong with a flat expression.

Establish a Taoist palace and control the world's Taoist gates?

Song Lizong had not discussed this matter with him before. However, since he gave such a big gift, there was no need for him to refuse. If the Dao Palace can be completely established, it will definitely be more convenient for oneself to act.

As for them.

Mo Chen glanced at the people below who had not yet come back to their senses, and was quite disdainful in his heart.

He sorted out the gains and losses, made a decision in his heart, and said with a smile: "The saint invites you, and it is not easy to excuse yourself." ”

When Song Lizong heard this, a smile appeared on his face, and he was faintly relieved in his heart.

Before saying this, he was more or less worried that Mo Chen would refuse, so he even spoke unusually politely, and deliberately used the word invitation instead of an order.

At present, Mo Chen's readily agreed so much that Song Lizong couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

He laughed and said, "If a real person is willing to share my worries, how can I not express it." In this huge territory of the Great Song Dynasty, real people can choose any location to build a Taoist palace. In addition, I will give real people 100 million yuan in silver for the construction and operation of the Taoist Palace during the period of 20 years. ”

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but change their expressions drastically, and they couldn't help but gasp.

They looked at Mo Chen and Song Lizong, their expressions changed unpredictably, and they could no longer remain calm.

Let's not talk about choosing any place in the territory of the Great Song Dynasty and establishing the Taoist Palace.

Billions of dollars, although it is paid in 20 years, but it is enough to have 5 million yuan a year!

The annual tax revenue of the Great Song Dynasty is only about 100 million yuan. But the 100 million yuan tax should be used to maintain the operation of the entire country. Five million copper coins are already five percent of the tax revenue of the Great Song Dynasty. The current consistent money is roughly equivalent to one or two lines of silver, and this five million taels of silver a year should be such a huge wealth!

Oh my God, Song Lizong is crazy, he is so willing to pay for it!

Everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva, looking at Mo Chen and the two in horror, unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

Sun Buji didn't come back to her senses until this time, her graceful and elegant face was full of redness, her cherry lips opened and closed slightly, and she couldn't speak with excitement.

The emperor's grace is vast, it is really the emperor's grace!

Choose any place to build a Taoist palace, and there are five million yuan per year, such generous conditions are simply unheard of.

Mo Chen's expression was slightly stunned, and his face showed surprise.

Even he didn't expect that Song Lizong would invest such a large amount of money. Five million yuan of silver a year is not a small amount.

Mo Chen's eyes moved slightly, and he understood what Song Lizong meant.

Phoenix!

Aside from immortality, what else can impress an emperor?

He knew it in his heart, picked up the teacup, and said with a smile: "The saint has good intentions, but the poor way is disrespectful." It's just that the Dao Palace doesn't know when it will be completed, and if there is any disturbance in the future, please forgive me. ”

When Song Lizong heard this, how could he not understand the meaning.

He had a bright smile on his face, and hurriedly waved his hand: "The real person is polite, what bother me to talk about." As long as a real person likes it, you can treat the palace as your home. ”

Everyone looked at the two of them, looking like they were treacherous, and they couldn't care about the Taoist demeanor anymore. If you continue to wait, I am afraid that these people will be completely sold by Song Lizong.

Zhang Tianshi coughed lightly, and said in a solemn voice: "Establish a Dao Palace and govern the affairs of the Dao Gate in the world, please be cautious." ”

"Exactly, to rule the world's Daomen, it is better to choose a more mature and stable grandmaster." Someone followed closely behind Ying Hedao.