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Mo Wuchen said: "Well, thank you!"

"At a young age, I really don't know how to leave some wives for myself...... In the future, that woman will marry you!" the old man muttered for a long time before taking out a storage bag from the counter: "Give me an empty storage bag, and I'll order it for you!"

Mo Wuchen took out a storage bag with a space of about one square meter and handed it over.

After half a ring, the white-haired old man clapped his hands, threw the storage bag back to Mo Wuchen, and said, "Boy, you order it yourself, don't take advantage of you when the time comes!"

Mo Wuchen took the storage bag, put it directly into his arms, and said with a smile: "Can I still trust you, senior?"

At this time, a young man in a black robe came up at the staircase on the second floor!

That young man has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, wears an iron crown on his head, and his eyebrows fly obliquely into his temples, his face is like white jade, and his heroic spirit is compelling!

Mo Wuchen swept it away and found that he couldn't see the other party's cultivation clearly!

"Old man Xu, let's see if the merits in my token are enough!" A cyan token was sandwiched between the young man's two fingers, and with a little force, it was shot out like a dart, straight to the white-haired old man!

"Haha, boy surnamed Han, can I still trust you, old man?" the white-haired old man's thin palm swept in front of him, and the cyan token fell into his palm!

A burst of red light flashed, and a series of golden handwriting appeared on the red light curtain!

"The accumulated merit is worth 23,000!"

Seeing this series of figures, Mo Wuchen's eyes straightened, more than 20,000 merit points, how many soul pills can be exchanged for this!

The white-haired old man took out a Nanmu abacus, clicked and calculated, and muttered: "Ten points of merit are worth one soul pill, and twenty-three thousand is equivalent to two thousand three hundred soul pills!" That 'chasing the moon' is worth 1,500 soul pills, and that bottle of pure yang Wuji pill is worth 600 soul pills......

After a long time, after deducting 21,000 merit points, the white-haired old man threw the cyan token back to Han Shengjun and said, "You come with me to get the sword and the pill!"

Han Shengjun didn't say a word, he followed behind the white-haired old man and walked to the last row of shelves! Soon the white-haired old man took out a silver shining earth-level intermediate spirit sword and a white jade porcelain bottle from the shelf and handed them to Han Shengjun's hand.

Han Shengjun smiled, put the spirit sword and pill into his storage bag, and said, "Old man Xu, thank you for keeping these two things for me! Next time, I will bring a pot of good pear blossom brew to honor you!"

"Yes, you kid don't want to be greedy for me, bring it and talk about it!" said the white-haired old man.

At this time, Han Shengjun noticed Mo Wuchen on the side and asked, "This brother is a good face, but he has just entered our Soul Gathering Sect?"

Mo Wuchen said with a smile: "I have admired Senior Brother Han's name for a long time, and when I saw it today, it was really extraordinary!"

At this time, the white-haired old man Xu interjected again and said, "Mo Xiaowei! you are the only closed disciple of Ma Laowei, and Han Xiaozi has to call you senior brother in terms of seniority!"

When Han Shengjun heard this, he immediately gave up his hand and said with a smile: "It turns out that Brother Mo is Elder Ma's newly accepted disciple!

Mo Wuchen said: "We martial arts practitioners have always paid attention to the first master as a teacher! Senior Brother Han's cultivation is unfathomable, and he is really a model for my generation!"

"Haha! I just like Brother Mo's straightforward temper!Let's go! Senior Brother will take you to have a drink!" Han Shengjun patted Mo Wuchen's shoulder and said with a smile.

The old man Xu suddenly showed a greedy look, smacked his lips and said, "If it weren't for the old man, I couldn't leave my post without permission, and I would have to have a drink with the two of you!"

After Han Shengjun left the Hall of Merit with Mo Wuchen, he said, "Senior Brother knows that there is a good place to drink in this Soul Gathering Sect, you come with me and keep your drink to the fullest!"

"Then there will be Senior Brother Lao!"

Although Mo Wuchen is not addicted to alcohol, he has not smelled the aroma of wine for a long time, but he is a little greedy at this time! At that moment, he followed Han Shengjun all the way, and after passing through the square, he walked into a wine shop called "Baizhuju"!

As soon as I walked into Baijiuju, there was a mellow aroma of wine. The two of them picked a wooden table near the window and sat down! Han Shengjun patted the table and said loudly: "Little Er, come to the pot with a good flower carving!"

"Haha, it turns out that Senior Brother Han is coming to Xiaoju again, this wine is naturally the best!" The little second took a pot of Huadiao wine, and his face was full of very respectful expressions!

Mo Wuchen can see that although Han Shengjun has a profound cultivation, he has never put on a score, whether it is a miscellaneous disciple or an inner disciple, he is very respectful!

"Come on, senior brother, I'll fill it for you!" Han Shengjun took the big porcelain bowl in front of Mo Wuchen, poured it full of Huadiao wine, and said, "Senior brother, I will give you a glass!"

Mo Wuchen was not embarrassed, took the porcelain bowl full of carved wine, and took a big sip with his neck up. "Tsk, it's really a good wine, sweet but not sweet!" Mo Wuchen sighed.

"Haha, Senior Brother Mo is really a person who understands wine and loves wine!" Han Shengjun smiled, and he also took a big sip! He continued: "Did Senior Brother receive any task in the Hall of Merit just now?"

Mo Wuchen drank and said, "I haven't received the task yet, and in a few days, the family master will teach me the way of refining corpses!

Han Shengjun nodded and said, "Cultivation is the most important thing, and there is no need to rush the task! When the time comes, if you want to take over the task, Senior Brother can also give you the palm of your hand! Some tasks are both difficult and thankless!"

Mo Wangchen smiled: "Then thank you first, senior brother!"

"It's all brothers!, polite!" Han Shengjun said.

The two of them stayed in the Hundred Brew House for a few hours, and drank a full eighteen pots of Huadiao wine! Later, Han Shengjun grabbed the money! They actually spent a hundred merit points, that is, ten soul pills! You must know that ordinary miscellaneous disciples only have one soul pill in a month! Mo Wuchen took advantage of a little.

After Mo Wuchen returned to his courtyard, he saw Ma Jiulong already sitting in his house!

"Master, have you done your business?" Mo Wangchen asked.

"It's just some trivial things, why don't you need to spend too much time!" Ma Jiulong stared at Mo Wuchen, nodded and said, "I haven't seen you for a few days, your cultivation has improved again! Very good! The higher your cultivation, the more conducive it is to learning the art of alchemy of corpses!"

"Is the master going to start teaching me the art of corpse refining today?" Mo Wuchen asked.

Ma Jiulong took out a thread-bound booklet with a cyan cover from his arms, put it on the table, and said: "This notebook records the four or five layers of exercises of the "Heaven Capture Dao", as well as some basic knowledge about corpse refining, I will teach you the art of corpse refining in a few days!"