"Let's go. The fat shopkeeper looked at Qin Gui and said angrily, and walked directly towards the inner city.

Qin Gui felt a "groan" in his heart, his face became a little ugly, he trotted all the way over, and said with a bitter face: "Shopkeeper, don't dismiss me." I am old and young..."

The fat shopkeeper listened to it but ignored it, and soon came to a three-story cyan building in the center of the inner city, with a plaque of Yudan Building hanging on it.

As soon as he stepped into this building, an old man in a brocade dress hurriedly greeted him.

"Shopkeeper, you're finally back! Those seniors come to urge every day, and the little ones are about to die. When the old man saw the fat shopkeeper, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said.

"What can I do! This Nantian Mountain Range is so far away from this Qin City, I can do my best to rush back now. The fat shopkeeper wiped the sweat from his head and said angrily.

"Shopkeeper, have you got all the pills?" the expression on the face of the brocade-clothed old man showed a hint of embarrassment, and he hurriedly changed the topic and said.

The fat shopkeeper took out all those pills from the storage bag and put them on the counter, thought for a moment before saying, "This time, the price of the pills has dropped by half a percent, so it should be regarded as an apology for the Taoist friends." ”

"Well, that will appease the anger of those seniors. The old man in the brocade robe said with a bitter face.

The fat shopkeeper beckoned a few other young men to let out a rumor, and he took out the accounts from them and explained the situation in the past two days.

The fat shopkeeper took the account book in his hand, quickly scanned the pages, and memorized the contents in his heart.

"Alright, I'll go upstairs and rest first. The price of the booked Taoist friend dropped by half percent. The fat shopkeeper confessed.

So the fat shopkeeper talked to them a few more words, and asked a young man from the fifth layer of qi refining to take him to investigate.

Most of the pills on the first floor are pills from the Qi refining period, decorated with the temperament of an upstart, and the rows of shelves and counters are full of various pills, the most valuable is the seven pills of Tsukidan.

On the second floor, there are two private rooms and a living room, as well as a secret room dedicated to placing pills, which is used to receive some colleagues during the foundation building period or conduct some private transactions, which is very elegant and generous.

The three rooms on the second floor all have forbidden places to isolate divine thoughts, and the situation inside will be immediately alerted as long as someone uses divine thoughts to probe.

On the third floor, there are five or six rooms, which are the ashrams where several of the disciples live and meditate.

The fat shopkeeper patiently checked all the pills carefully, and found that there was no discrepancy with the account book, so he was relieved.

Finally, the fat shopkeeper went to the basement of the building. This underground secret room is only one zhang in circumference, more than one person high, inside is a teleportation array that is rotating slightly, and the material used on the walls and ground is a dark black iron black stone, this special ore is extremely hard, and it can also block the divine thoughts of the monk Jiedan.

This is the place where Qin City and the Wang family are connected to communicate, and if something big happens here or the Wang family has any urgent orders, some urgent orders will be sent through this teleportation array.

Due to the huge cost of teleportation, as long as it is not too urgent, this array will not be used, and some disciples will be sent to patrol.

All of the inner city of Qincheng are all places under the jurisdiction of the combined forces of the Demon Dao, and the people who come are all Demon Dao monks, so no one dares to fight the Fa, so the Wang family only sent a disciple from the foundation building period to govern.

"Alright, I'll go rest first, and don't bother me unless it's an emergency. Han Yu went to the old man in brocade again, and said.

Then he paced upstairs to the ashram on the third floor.

There are only two rooms in the ashram, and they are all very simplely furnished, outside is a living room, with a large mahogany table, next to several chairs of the same texture, some potted plants on the table, and a small box of tea.

There is a compartment in the inner room, there is a bed on the outside, and there is a retreat place inside, which is protected by formations, and then this cultivation will not be disturbed.

The fat shopkeeper looked around, and then sat inside and breathed silently.

"So far, things are going well, so be careful and don't show any flaws. The fat shopkeeper frowned and muttered to himself.

Of course, this person grabbed and ran, and let Shi Ling escape underground at the expense of Jingyuan, and then mixed into Han Yu in Qincheng.

As soon as he escaped from the sea of fog, he found that the formation had changed, and he hurriedly contacted Qingteng in a panic, and learned that it had scooped up all the spiritual herbs and elixirs in the garden, and also plundered the essence of several thousand-year-old spiritual grasses.

Han Yu was shocked and hurriedly adjusted his strategy, allowing Shi Ling to come in the direction of Qin City at the expense of Jing Yuan, and finally did not show any flaws in time.

This time it was a disaster, the thousand-year-old elixir was not something that the Jiedan monk could enjoy at all, and the one standing behind him was definitely a Yuan Infant Monk.

The most important thing for him now is to successfully practice the few magic weapons on this fat shopkeeper's body, so as not to show any flaws.

He learned from the memories of the soul search that the Wang family would send a steward to check the accounts every year to see if there were any major discrepancies in the spirit stone. As long as the difference is not too far, those disciples will not say anything.

So for the next five days, Han Yu stayed in the ashram and retreated.

With Han Yu's instructions, the old man in the brocade robe lowered all the pills he ordered, and those monks naturally had no resentment in their hearts, and they couldn't help but smile.

But on the sixth day, there was a series of hurried knocks at the door.

Han Yu put away the red wooden board in his hand, and his face showed a thoughtful look.

"Shopkeeper, Senior Liu came to get the Bailing Pill today, and he said that we delayed his cultivation and wanted to sell it to him for half of the price. When I heard the knock on the door, I heard an anxious voice at the door.

Han Yu casually put the wooden plank into the storage bag, and then walked out with a gloomy face.

"Lead the way ahead. Han Yu said angrily to the brocade-robed old man.

When the brocade-robed old man saw Han Yu come out, he seemed to have found the backbone, and hurriedly took him to a side room on the second floor.

When Han Yu walked into the wing, he saw a thin old man with a treacherous face, with a few sparse broken whiskers on his chin, and he was scolding a few disciples who were waiting in the wing.

"Do you want to open the Jade Pill Building? This is a good promise, the Bailing Pill has been delayed for such a long time, how can this be counted? And..."The old man was scolding, and when he saw someone coming in, he swallowed the words of reprimand.

"Brother Liu, why are you so angry?" Han Yu walked in and said to this person with a smile.

"Shopkeeper Wang, Liu wants to ask you, do you talk about credibility in Yudanlou?"

"Of course, my Yudanlou is the first in reputation. Han Yu's eyes narrowed and said with a smile.

"Then why have the three bottles of lark elixir I ordered been postponed for so long?" the thin old man asked gloomily when he saw that the fat shopkeeper had fallen into the trap.

"Brother Liu, you have to ask Senior Deng. Han Yu said with a grin.

"You—" The thin old man didn't expect to get such an answer.

He originally thought that he would give an explanation, and then he would be able to entangle with it and reduce the price of these three bottles of pills by one to two percent, so that he could take advantage.

"The reputation of our store is the first, and the integrity is the mainstay, so we have reduced the price of these pills by half and have given up the profits. Han Yu explained with a temper.

When the thin old man heard this, of course he was unwilling in his heart, and after thinking about it, he said: "In this way, I don't want to embarrass your building, so three bottles of Bailing Pill only need to be made twenty percent!"

"Brother Liu, you should know that it is impossible. Although the reputation of this building is the first, it is impossible to make a loss-making transaction. The evil aura on Han Yu's face flashed, and he said calmly.

"If the shopkeeper insists on refusing to give up the profit, then I will publicize the matter. This inner city is not an exclusive business made by your Wang family!" said the thin old man with a cold face on his face.

"Send off!" Han Yu didn't continue to fight, turned his head and said lightly.