readx;???“ This old bald donkey will really find something for me to do!" Wan Qingping scolded secretly, at this time, in the eyes of outsiders, he was a little monk who practiced qi at the sixth level. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Half a quarter of an hour ago, as he had done last time, he had used the egg to deliver a message to the lama temple in Zhanghuankou, in fact, the main purpose was to get the other half of the silver.

Unexpectedly, the lama actually made a request to meet with him, which is a very risky thing, unlike the previous use of secret letters to transmit messages, in the past, if the letters did not have a special potion, they could not see the content of the above, but now once they are caught by the Mumba people, it is simply a stolen goods.

The risk is extremely high, but the silk silver for refining the Horcrux is still in the hands of others, so he has to obey the order.

Looking up at the signboard on the lintel, he looked around again, and then he flashed into this small roadside shop, the small shop was very small, and there were some low-level talismans sparsely placed in the glass counter, and there were no mortal boys hired like ordinary shops, only a small monk of the eighth layer of qi refining sat in it.

Seeing this arrangement, Wan Qingping nodded a little understandingly, understanding why the lama would develop this place into a secret stronghold for them.

First of all, this shop is not far from the lama temple, and it is estimated that digging a tunnel can connect the two; secondly, the scale of the shop is very small, it can be called inconspicuous, which reduces the risk of exposure; and again, the shopkeeper is so inferior that it must be able to be won over at a very low price, and it is also easy to control.

Another point, the shopkeeper is so low, but he owns a shop, it must be handed down from his ancestors, there must be an old familiar face on this street, the secret agents of the Mumba people generally do not suspect this kind of old familiar face, if a stranger suddenly appears to open a shop nearby, the secret agent does not check the genius of the whole day!

Before the shopkeeper could speak, Wan Qingping took the initiative to step forward and said in a low voice: "I want to buy an invisibility talisman that is both expensive and inexpensive, does the shopkeeper have it?"

Ordinary people would have scolded a madman if they heard such contradictory words, but the little monk behaved very differently when he heard this, first glanced out the door, then put his hand on the counter and gestured.

Seeing this, Wan Qingping also stretched out his hand and made the same action.

"Fellow Daoist, please come with me, the talisman is behind!" The little monk hurriedly opened the counter door.

Wan Qingping followed the little monk into the screen, the back of which was also narrow, only a bed and a table, and the table was scattered with talisman paper and talisman pens.

"Squeak~", the little monk moved the bed aside, the floor was paved with two-foot square stone slabs, and on the surface it looked no different from the usual shop.

However, the little monk stomped his feet on the third stone slab from the wall, and Wan Qingping's eyelids jumped, because the sound was very crisp, and judging by his experience, the bottom was definitely hollow.

After the little monk stomped the third foot, he quickly flashed to the side, and then he heard a "squeak~", and the stone slab slowly shrank to the side, revealing a black hole.

Wan Qingping has always been thoughtful, and at this time he noticed a detail, that is, when the stone slab was retracted, it actually brought up a puff of dust, what does this mean? It means that this cave must have not been opened for a long time, and now it is used for the purpose of meeting, which shows that the lama attaches great importance to this meeting.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile, it's good to pay attention to it, and paying attention to it means that he has the capital to handle it.

Thinking of this, he flashed and jumped straight in.

"It's Lord Wan, the poor monk is polite!" a sudden voice sounded.

When I fixed my eyes, a middle-aged lama in the southeast corner of the room was standing there, looking at him with a smile.

"Wan has seen the master!" The two have been in contact for so long, but it is the first time they have met.

"I don't know what the master wants to see Wan this time, if it's for that half of the silver, there must be no need for such a movement, right?"

The middle-aged lama could naturally hear the run in his words, which meant nothing more than a satire on the lama's discredit, and the promised pansi silver was delayed again and again.

However, the lama master obviously has a deep cultivation of qi, and he is not angry at all, and said lightly: "Don't be anxious, the silk silver will naturally not be missing the Taoist friends, as long as the donor is willing to continue to work for the Buddha, the more precious things than this will also have the opportunity to get it!"

Looking at this thing with a dark appearance but emitting a silver light, Wan Qingping couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.

The middle-aged lama continued: "Master Wan, the poor monk came this time to ask the donor for a small favor!"

"A small favor, the master has something to say!" he sneered in his heart, if it was really a small favor, I am afraid that the two would not have to take the risk of meeting.

"The poor monk wants to ask Lord Wan Shi to help figure out the true strength of the Heavenly Wolf Alliance, focusing on the number of Jindan monks and Yuanying monks!"

Wan Qingping had long expected that this would be too busy, but he didn't expect it to be so big.

The Heavenly Wolf Alliance is a huge force that spreads throughout the entire Mumba grassland, and the specific composition is probably not clear even to the core personnel of Taiur, and it is a fool's dream for him to figure it out, so he shook his head decisively: "The master must also know the identity of Wan, the reason why he was able to get the news of the ambush battle half a year ago in advance is just because the Jiuli tribe also happened to be involved in it, and the request that the master just made was not something that Wan's little Jindan monk of the Jiuli tribe could do at all!"

While speaking, he also quickly calculated in his heart, why did the Lama of the Western Regions ask this question, does he also want to be involved in this war?

Yes, this great battle that swept most of the Mumba grassland, no matter who wins or loses, will greatly weaken the strength of the Mumba people, it is indeed a rare opportunity for the lamas of the Western Regions, once missed, the next time they encounter such a god-given opportunity, they don't know how many more thousand years to wait!

Just as he was analyzing, the middle-aged lama smiled: "Since the poor monk opened this mouth, he will definitely not embarrass the Wan Shi Master, and the Wan Shi Master only needs to convey the meaning of my Buddhism to the upper echelons of the Jiuli tribe!"

Hearing this, Wan Qingping's eyes flashed: This group of bald donkeys has a good plan!

Yes, he didn't know how much strength the Heavenly Wolf Alliance had, but as the most important ally of the Heavenly Wolf Alliance, how could the Jiuli tribe not know?

This war is not only about the life and death of the Sky Wolf Alliance, but the Jiuli tribe has also put a huge amount of money on the table, before forming an alliance, they will inevitably ask the Sky Wolf Alliance to tell them frankly how much strength they have, otherwise how can the word "ally" be reflected?

(Yesterday weekend, I went back to my hometown, there was no update, I'm sorry! Today or tomorrow, see if I can have three more!)

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