When Huang Dongming heard this, he was full of respect and admiration for Chen Mo. This is indeed the truth. Chen Mo is now refusing this position, but it is the best result.

In case the big man above has other opinions and does not let Chen Mo do this affairs, Senior Brother Chen will not lose face.

Not to mention what Huang Dongming thought in his heart, the side of Sifang City became in an uproar because of the scattered cultivation out of the city to harvest the spirit grass.

"Impossible, impossible, this is simply impossible, how can a barren field grow spiritual grass?" The first person to question was the old monk who lost his ribs.

"It's still impossible, I heard Wang San and the others come back and say that Steward Xing said in public that he wanted Chen Mo to be the secretary of the Ten Purposes of the Lingtian Division, it's not possible, huh," someone refuted the old monk's words.

"It's impossible, it's a barren field," the old monk couldn't accept the reality. That piece of spiritual field, it's not that he hasn't seen it, it was still barren ten days ago, no matter how big Chen Mo's ability is, he can't conjure thousands of catties of spiritual grass in ten days.

That's how it is in this world. Others believe that you can't do it, and even if you do, he won't believe it.

Some people would rather believe their own opinions than their own eyes.

The others also felt strange that Chen Mo had completed the task, but their focus was different from that of the old monk.

"Chen Mo has become an official of the Immortal Gate?" Someone asked.

"I heard no. He didn't say yes," replied an insider.

While everyone was talking, no one could have imagined that someone was listening not far from the square, and a strange light flashed in his eyes. When the monks had gone away as they were talking, the man had disappeared into the same place, and had rushed to an inn on the side street.

"Room No. 3 of the first word, let it be passed through, saying that Yijun wants to see Mr. Lu," the man was dressed in a black robe, his face was mechanical, and his voice was extremely low.

The guy answered, but he didn't move, and it wasn't until Yijun handed over a spirit stone that the guy ran upstairs with a grin.

After a while, the guy came down.

"Mr. Lu told you to go up."

Yijun looked out of the inn vigilantly, and when he saw that no one was staring at him, he hurried upstairs.

This inn was opened in Sifang City by another Immortal Cultivator sect, Diagonal Star Stream, and it was tasked with intelligence, and at the same time, they were not stingy to take action against some good seedlings of the Misty Pavilion, and they would strangle the threats that might exist in the future in advance.

Yijun is actually the Mao Jun memory that the shopkeeper of Wanbao Zhai Zhou once mentioned. Today's Mao Junyi is no longer the sixth phase of Qi training, but the seventh phase of Qi training.

When Mao Junyi came to the door of Room No. 3, an indifferent voice came from inside, "The ban is opened, come in." ”

Mao Junyi took a deep breath and walked towards the room.

In the middle of the room, a tall monk was sitting on a futon in the middle of the room, with a long face and a raised eyebrow.

Mao Junyi knelt on the ground, "Uncle Shi." ”

"Jun Yi, didn't you go back to Xianmen? How did you come back again? Two years ago, the Ethereal Pavilion is still investigating," Monk Lu Shang asked in an unhappy tone.

Mao Junyi is a disciple he is optimistic about, he is clever and fickle, and he is quick and witty, and he is comfortable in handling affairs in Sifang City, if it weren't for the four outer disciples who poisoned the Miao Pavilion on the bank of the Guangji River two years ago and the seven miscellaneous servants, Lu Shang was really reluctant to let him leave.

At that time, I warned him that if he didn't live in Xianmen for three or five years, he wouldn't go back to Sifang City.

It's only been two years, and this guy is here again.

"Uncle Hui, Minister Feixin asked me to come over, I don't dare not come," Mao Junyi kowtowed respectfully, and then replied.

"Did the elders of the ministry ask you to come over? Is there a big move in Xianmen? Did you bring the decree with you? Lu Shang's face changed slightly. Since Mao Junyi was ordered by the elders, it was inconvenient for him to be harsh.

"Yes," Mao Junyi didn't get up, and after lifting his body, he handed over a jade slip with both hands.

After reading it, Lu Shang was silent for a long time before asking, "Have you read the decree?" ”

Mao Junyi was bluffed, "Xiao Xiu doesn't dare." ”

Lu Shang's face softened, "Get up." I haven't heard of the recent situation at the outer door of the Ethereal Pavilion. I'm afraid it's hard to find her movements. ”

"Mo Li?" Mao Junyi's heart moved, "Uncle Shi, I remember that she is the deacon of the Lingtian Division of the Outer Gate?" ”

"Exactly. Some time ago, there were rumors in Sifang City, saying that she had been poisoned by Qijiao, and some people said that she was injured, the news was true or false, but I didn't expect it to reach our Xianmen, and even Minister Feixin was alarmed," Lu Shang shook his head, "Mo Li is just like me, just a foundation building monk, what can affect the overall situation." ”

"Uncle Shi, I just arrived in Sifang City today, and I heard a piece of news, which happened to be related to Lingtian Division," Mao Junyi suddenly said.

After listening to Mao Junyi's narration, Lu Shang slowly stood up, "You mean that in that spiritual field, the Lingtian Division sent another outer disciple to come over and plant the spiritual grass, and he successfully planted it?" ”

"Exactly. No matter how Xing Yanzi annoys Chen Mo, when she goes back to report, Mo Li will inevitably issue a reward order, maybe she will come to Sifang City, when the time comes, whether Mo Li is poisoned or injured, isn't it in the eyes of others? Mao Junyi said in a timely manner.

Lu Shang suddenly came to his senses, "There is also some truth." I'm afraid that she won't come out. In addition, Chen Mo's success in planting spirit grass also revealed a bit of strangeness. ”

"Strange? Uncle Shi refers to someone who went to see the spiritual field and found that it was just a wasteland, but today he harvested thousands of catties of spiritual grass? Mao Junyi's reaction was not usually fast.

"Exactly."

"Uncle Shi, could it be that Chen Mo did something like this? I've heard my tutor say that there is a kind of phantom array that can copy the scene in front of you and mix it into the phantom array, so that people can't argue between truth and falsehood. The strength of the monks of the Sifang City is limited, and there should be no one who can see the truth and the void," Mao Junyi guessed.

Lu Shang rubbed his eyebrows, "Unlikely." Nowadays, the four major immortal sects pay attention to practicing to improve the realm, the magic is used against the enemy, the formation is complicated and trivial, if you want to master it, I don't know how much time it will take, even if we are oblique star stream, there has not been a monk to study the formation for hundreds of years. Besides, the formation pays attention to inheritance, and it must be guided by the Master, Chen Mo is an ordinary outer disciple, can he arrange the phantom array? ”

"What if someone else helps?" Mao Junyi asked, "The Lingtian of Sifang City, it is said that the idea is not to leave. The elder became interested in Mo Li, which showed that her status was not simple, and she would not be an ordinary deacon on the surface. ”

Lu Shang glanced at Mao Junyi seriously, "What you said is good. Next, you stare at Chen Mo. If there is any news, send it to me as soon as possible. ”

"Yes," Mao Jun remembered and bowed to receive the order.