As he spoke, the topic shifted to Wan Qingping, who was about to come here to sit in the Mumba Trading Company, and listened to the middle-aged woman: "I don't know what kind of person this Wan Daoyou is, and how is his cultivation? By the way, Qu Lao, you went back to Jiuli a few years ago, have you ever heard of this Wan Daoyou?"

The old man nodded: "I have heard a little, speaking of which, although this Wan Daoyou has been married for less than ten years, his fame is not small at all, and this person has survived the superimposed thunder tribulation that has never been seen in our Jiuli history!"

"Hiss~ superimposed thunder tribulation?!" The middle-aged woman gasped, her face full of shock, but then an inexplicable glint flashed in her eyes.

"What, Mrs. Lei, do you intend to join forces with this Wan Dao friend to go to that place, but Madam has to think clearly, even if this Wan Dao friend is powerful, but he has not been married for a long time, he must be similar to the old man, who is close to the peak of the early stage but is not good at fighting, and may not be able to compete with those Mumba people!" Seeing the woman's expression, the old man knew what she was thinking.

"Qu Lao said and laughed, what is this place, that place, the concubine body doesn't know anything!" The middle-aged female cultivator hid her expression and snorted.

"Yes or no, the old man just said casually, Madam doesn't have to think about it, the old man has not broken through the bottleneck for nearly a hundred years in the grassland, this time he is transferred back to Jiuli and is about to serve as a sacrifice in the Gu Master Temple, no matter how good the treasure is, can it still help the old man prolong his life?" The old man smiled, disapproving the woman's cover-up.

The middle-aged woman was just thinking about something, but she heard the footsteps of "Oh~Oh~Oh~" from the staircase, and then saw a Xiao Si from the trading company running up: "Qi Qi two seniors, someone downstairs wants to send this thing up!"

The two glanced at each other, and asked Xiao Si to return the ring first, and then they said in unison: "It's here!"

"Old Qu, you can receive it, after all, this Wan Daoyou is here to replace you, the leader of the secret agents, and he is not compatible with a pure businessman like a concubine!"

"It's okay, although the Chahar tribe already knew that our Mumba trading company had the role of collecting espionage, but the new Wan Daoyou can be exposed a little later, the two of us will be exposed a little later, the two of us are too big to set out together, and the old man has also made some roads for Wan Daoyou, which can be regarded as making the last contribution to the tribe!" said the old man who stood up, put on the hat on the table, and walked out, at this time he was also wearing a ring with the same pattern on his hand.

"Xianlaike" is the largest teahouse in Zhanghuankou, people come and go every day, a hot business, no wonder, Momba grassland meat more, eat every day, greasy very much, if you can drink a cup of tea, dissolve the oil and water in the stomach, it is also a beautiful thing.

In addition, the tea here is not ordinary tea in the ordinary, it has some immortal wonders, and it is not ordinary silver money, but spirit stones, which can only be sold in a place like Zhanghuankou, where monks gather.

In addition, the restaurant tea shop is not only known as a news distribution center in the world, but also in the world of cultivating immortals, so many monks who have nothing to do are willing to come here to sit down even if they don't like to drink tea, maybe they can find out what useful news will make their cultivation greatly increased.

On the first floor, there are thirty or fifty tea houses, and the monks of different cultivation styles are drinking tea while talking loudly about the big and small things that happen in the immortal cultivation world, and on the second floor, there are more than ten private rooms, which are set up with prohibitions for those guests who like to be quiet.

The old man entered the teahouse, glanced at the ring that was already slightly glowing on his hand, did not stop on the first floor, went directly down the stairs to the second floor, stopped at the door of a private room, glanced at the ring, and then knocked on the door.

The door opened, and the same person wearing a hat entered the door, who glanced at the old man's left hand, nodded, and stepped out of the way.

"Qu Lao's forgiveness, I delayed for a while on the way down, so that Qu Lao waited for a long time!" Wan Qingping closed the door and took off the hat.

"It's okay, but Wan Daoyou is cautious enough, and even the clothes have been changed to the same as the Mumba people, yes, the spy matter is handed over to the Taoist, and the old man will rest assured!" The old man also took off the hat and said very politely, he was about to return to the tribe to serve as a sacrifice, obviously there was no hope for further progress, so it was not surprising that such an attitude was not surprising.

After greeting for a while, the two talked about business, most of them were talking about the old man, and Wan Qingping was listening.

"So, some of the Jiuli robbers who wandered through the Momba grassland also gave us information?"

"Naturally, no matter what, they are also our Jiuli people, and it is also good for them that Jiuli is strong, so if Wan Daoyou encounters these people in the future, he can take care of them!" the old man took a sip of tea and said with a smile.

"There is another thing to tell Wan Daoyou, the espionage of the trading company is separate from the business, and the business is now in charge of Mrs. Lei, who was born in the Southern Barbarians, although the high-level leaders of Mumba know that the trading company is the place where we Jiuli collect intelligence, but if there is no urgent matter, it is best for the two of you not to meet frequently, and if you can expose it later, you will expose it some time later. The old man pointed.

"I know!" Wan Qingping nodded.

"In this case, the old man has finished explaining everything he should explain, what else does Wan Daoyou have to ask?"

"It's nothing else, it's just a little personal matter to trouble Qu Lao, I don't know ......"

The old man laughed: "The same tribe, if there is any trouble, just open your mouth!"

"On the way down to Mamba, I heard that snake venom, scorpion venom, bee venom, toad venom, centipede venom, the venom of these five things, seems to be related to the baby, but I don't know the details, I don't know if Qu Lao knows the inside story?" Wan Qingping always remembered this matter, after all, the baby is the biggest goal of every Jindan monk.

"Oh? Wan Daoyou can be regarded as asking the right person about this matter!" The old man looked like I knew: "This matter is also a secret thing in the Momba grassland, most people know that it is related to the marriage of babies, but they don't know the details, because the monks who have experienced this incident have been given gag orders, and the old man is in charge of the spy of the trading company, and it is only by chance that he knows the mystery." ”

Looking at Wan Qingping's eager look, the old man did not sell his eyes, cleared his throat and continued: "The matter has to start from when the Great Khan of Mumba dominated the grassland, this emperor of the grassland in his heyday, relied on tens of millions of Mumba iron horses to conquer all different races in the Quartet, and even once hit the hinterland of the Western Plateau, even the monks who have always been high did not dare to plunder his edge and surrender to him......"

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