Besides, Wen Ping, after breakfast, he pulled Yun Liao down the mountain, and this time Wen Ping wanted to go to Yang's house. The Yang family, as a big cloth and satin merchant, wanted to customize a new set of sect uniforms.

He has all the names in mind, and he just calls: Immortal Breeze!

The overall clothing design must be gentle, and white light yarn must be used to make the clothes feel dusty when the wind blows. All in all, it is necessary to show the difference and transcendence of the Immortal Sect.

In the future, anyone who sees his Immortal Sect will definitely derive the feeling that the immortals above the Nine Heavens are descending to the mortal earth.

But when he saw Yang Zongxian, Yang Zongxian seemed to feel a little anxious, Wen Ping said his thoughts, and then named the best materials, "Patriarch Yang, the best thread for sewing clothes is gold thread, and the pattern on the light yarn is silver thread, silver silk is the best." ”

Yang Zongxian responded, but no matter how he heard it, he felt that it was perfunctory, "Okay, Sect Master Wen, I know." ”

"Elder Yun, do you say that it is better to use pure cloth or monster fur for clothes?"

"Either way. ”

"Can you give me an accurate answer?"

"Sect Master, I haven't studied these things at all. Yun Liao smiled bitterly and shrugged, looking like I didn't understand and don't ask me.

Yang Zongxian took over the topic in a hurry, and said: "Just use the fabric, the Qingshan flowing water shirt is also made of fabric, and the fabric is light, echoing the name Qingfeng, Sect Master Wen, I will find someone to make a few more samples, and send them to the Immortal Sect in a few days." ”

"Okay, then it's going to trouble Patriarch Yang. Wen Ping felt a little puzzled, and only then did he say a few words, why did Yang Zongxian feel like he was going to send him away? Could it be that he, the Immortal Sect Master, was so unpopular?

However, when he saw Yang Zongxian looking out from time to time, he estimated that there was something urgent, otherwise it would not be like this.

At this time, Wen Ping remembered and asked the system, "System, you said that if I build a tailor shop on the Immortal Sect, and I upgrade it, will I make clothes that are invulnerable?"

The system replied, "Not necessarily, depending on the random special abilities." ”

However, Wen Ping still decided to try it in the future.

Just as Wen Ping was about to say goodbye, he suddenly saw a person walking in front of the lobby, walking in a hurry. After Yang Zongxian saw it, a surprised expression appeared on his face, and then he was about to leave when he revisited Pingzuoju.

"Sect Master Wen, I won't send you today, I still have something to do, so I'll take a step first. ”

"Patriarch Yang, please. ”

It turned out to be waiting for someone!

Wen Ping glanced at the man's back, and the black-gold robe told him a message: Elder level of the Backing Mountain Sect!

Immediately after, another person appeared behind the man, also wearing a black and gold robe, walking like the wind, staring at the front like a torch, following the old man in the robe, and entering the inner courtyard of the Yang Mansion.

Yun Liao opened his mouth and said, "One refining body is ten folds, and one refining body is thirteen folds. ”

"Let's go, follow and see. ”

Of course, Wen Ping would not think that the Yang family would take refuge under the command of the backer sect, Yang Zongxian is the best friend of the demon chef Huaikong, although Huaikong's strength is not strong, but he has a very high reputation in the entire East Lake, and there are definitely many friends above the Xuan Realm.

With the strength of the Backing Mountain Sect, the Yang family would definitely not be attached to the past, even if it was the previous Immortal Sect, it could not let the Yang family be attached.

When Wen Ping and the others followed, Wen Ping came to the familiar backyard, where he had been the last time he had come to help Huaiye. This time, it was still the same feeling, and many of the subordinates gathered at the stone gate, secretly looking at the wing room in the distance.

Wen Ping followed quietly, and was about to enter the inner courtyard when a subordinate suddenly stopped Wen Ping.

"Sect Master Wen, the old man has instructed today that only physicians can enter the inner courtyard. When he said this, his head poked in from time to time, and he was afraid that Wen Ping would blame him, so he could only use the probe to attract the attention of his master.

But before the old man could look at him, Wen Ping pressed his raised hand down.

Wen Ping said in a low voice: "I just went over to take a look, and I didn't make a sound." ”

Wen Ping was not angry, after all, the other party did what the master ordered. After saying that, he walked inside, he really wanted to go in, and a subordinate didn't dare to stop him at all, even if there was an order from Yang Zongxian.

After entering the inner courtyard, Wen Ping saw that the two people from the mountain sect had already entered the wing room under the greeting of Yang Zongxian.

There were a few people standing outside the wing, their faces were a little heavy, and the atmosphere in the entire backyard was like a sky covered by dark clouds, gloomy. The flowers and plants on both sides were pressed low, and an invisible aura seemed to be pressing down on them.

Wen Ping didn't speak, but slowly approached the window, looking in through the window, and then a voice came from inside the room.

"Mr. Rong, you're finally here! My friend only has an hour to spare, please hurry. ”

This is the voice of Huaikong.

Immediately followed by a voice that seemed to be stuck in sand, "Sect Master Wan specially asked the old man to show this senior, Patriarch Yang, please rest assured, let the old man take a look, and the problem will naturally be solved." ”

"The trouble is old. Yang Zongxian did not continue to say polite words and stepped aside.

Wen Ping, who was standing outside the window, looked suspicious.

Mr. Rong?

Could it be the old man?

Wen Ping immediately recalled this person in his mind.

Once the miracle doctor of Cangwu City, known as the rejuvenation of the wonderful hand, he was quite famous in Cangwu City, no matter what incurable diseases came to him, he could cure the disease. But after three years, Qian suddenly closed the museum, and then it was rumored that he went home to recuperate.

Three years have passed, Wen Ping didn't expect that he did not leave Cangwu City, but secretly joined the Backing Mountain Sect to serve the people of the Backing Mountain Sect. also put on a black and gold robe and became the core layer of the backer sect.

At this time, Wen Ping saw that Rong Lao in the house took out a cloth bag from the collapsed wooden box.

The cloth bag is the size of a fist, and when unfolded, it presents a variety of thin needles of different thicknesses, densely packed.

Rong Lao grabbed a handful from it and said in a voice like Sha Shuo's rubbing: "If the snake demon is poisonous, the old man's beacon needle should be able to restrain him." Please help the old man take off all the clothes of this senior. ”

"Aaron!"

Huaikong immediately shouted at Ah Long, who was standing on the side.

Ah Long didn't dare to hesitate, hurriedly stepped forward and took off Yu Mo's shirt and pants, and hurriedly withdrew to stand up.

It took only ten breaths to go back and forth.

Time is for now, that is an inch of time and an inch of gold, an hour is fleeting, how dare you waste a little?

Rong Lao reached out and pinched a silver needle and stabbed it into his chest.

Reaching out again, ten needles were inserted into the abdomen.

But at this moment, a voice came from outside the window, "Fenglong needle, I think it's the final needle!"