Besides, Wen Ping took yunliao down the mountain after breakfast. This time Wen Ping wanted to go to the Yang family. As a big cloth and satin merchant, the Yang family wants to customize a new zongmen uniform.
He thought of the name, and called it: Immortal breeze!
The overall clothing design must be gentle, with white light yarn. When the wind blows, the clothes must have the smell of dust when they swing with the wind. In a word, we should show the difference and detachment of the immortal sect.
In the future, those who see his immortal sect will surely derive the feeling of immortality above nine days.
But when he saw Yang Zongxian, he seemed to feel anxious. Wen Ping expressed his idea, and then asked for the best material. "Clan leader Yang, the best thread for sewing clothes is gold thread, the pattern on the light yarn is silver thread, and silver silk is the best."
Yang Zongxian should be a, but how to listen to all feel is perfunctory, "OK, Lord Wen, I know."
"Elder Yun, you don't know what to do with clothes. Is it better to use pure cloth or monster's fur?"
"All right."
"Can you give me a more accurate answer?"
"Lord, I don't study these things at all." Cloud Liao wry smile shrugged, a pair of I don't understand, don't ask me.
Yang Zongxian anxiously took over the topic and said, "let's use cloth. The green hills and flowing water shirt is also made of cloth, and the cloth is light. It is consistent with the name of Qingfeng. Lord Wen, I'll find someone to make more models and send them to immortal sect in a few days."
"OK, then please Yang clan chief." Wen Ping felt a little puzzled. He just said a few words. How could Yang Zongxian feel like sending him away? Is he so unpopular as the immortal patriarch?
However, when he saw Yang looking out from time to time, he thought that there was something urgent, otherwise it would not be like this.
At this time, Wen Ping thought of asking the system, "system, do you think if I build a tailor's shop on immortal sect and upgrade it, will I make clothes that will not be invaded by fire and water?"
The system replied, "not necessarily. Look at the special abilities that you see at random."
But Wen Ping decided to try it later.
Just as Wen Ping is about to leave, he suddenly sees a man walking in front of the hall. After Yang Zongxian saw it, he showed a surprise expression on his face. Then he reviewed Ping Zuoju and was about to leave.
"Lord Wen, I won't see you off today. I have something else to do. I'll go first."
"Please help yourself, chief Yang."
I was waiting for someone!
Wen Ping glanced at the man's back, and his black and gold robe told him a message: the elder level of kaoshanzong!
After that, another man appeared behind him. He was also wearing a black and gold robe. He was walking like the wind, and his eyes were fixed on the front. He followed the old man in the robe and entered the inner courtyard of Yang's house.
Yun Liao said, "one is ten, one is thirteen."
"Come on, follow up and have a look."
Wen Ping certainly doesn't think that the Yang family will take refuge under the command of kaoshanzong. Yang Zongxian is a close friend of huaikong, a demon chef. Although huaikong is not strong, he has a high reputation in the whole East Lake, and there are absolutely many friends in tongxuanjing.
Yang Zong's strength will never make him return to his family even if he did not have the past.
When Wen Ping and his wife follow up, Wen Ping comes to the familiar backyard. Last time he came to help huaiye, he once came here. This time, it was still the same feeling. Many servants gathered at the stone gate and secretly looked into the far room.
Wenping quietly followed in the past, just want to enter the inner courtyard, a servant suddenly stopped Wenping.
"Lord Wen, the master ordered today that only doctors can enter the inner courtyard." When he said this, his head poked in from time to time. He was afraid that Wen Ping would blame him, so he could only use his probe to attract his master's attention.
But before the master looked at him, Wen Ping pressed down his raised hand.
Wen Ping said in a low voice, "I just went to have a look and didn't make a sound."
Wen Ping didn't get angry either. After all, the other party acted according to the orders of the master. Then he walked in. He really wanted to go in. A servant didn't dare to stop him, even if he had Yang Zongxian's order.
After walking into the inner courtyard, Wen Ping saw that two people who were close to shanzong had entered the wing room under the welcome of Yang Zongxian.
Outside the wing room stood a few people with heavy faces. The atmosphere of the whole backyard was like the sky covered by dark clouds, gloomy. The flowers and plants on both sides were pressed very low, and an invisible breath seemed to be pressing them.
Wen Ping didn't speak. He slowly approached the window and looked in through the window. Then a voice came from the room.
"Mr. Rong, you are here at last! My friend has only one hour. Please hurry up. "
This is the voice of huaikong.
Next came a voice that seemed to be stuck in sand. "Master Wan specially asked me to show it to the elder. Please rest assured, clan leader Yang. Let me have a look, the problem will be solved.""The trouble is old." Yang Zongxian did not continue to say polite words, let to one side.
Wen Ping, standing outside the window, looks suspicious.
Mr. Rong?
Is it the elder Rong?
Wen Ping immediately recalled this person in his mind.
He was once a miracle doctor in Cangwu city. He was famous in Cangwu city. No matter what difficult and miscellaneous diseases he had, he could get rid of them. But three years ago, Qian suddenly closed the hall. Later, it was said that he was going home to enjoy his life.
Three years later, Wen Ping didn't realize that he didn't leave Cangwu city. Instead, he secretly joined kaoshanzong to serve the people of kaoshanzong. He also put on a black gold robe and became the core of the backer sect.
At this time, Wen Ping saw Rong take out a cloth bag from the collapsed wooden box.
The cloth bag is as big as a fist. After it is unfolded, it presents various thin needles of different thicknesses, dense.
Rong took one of them and said in the voice of shashuo: "if it sounds like snake venom, the Fenglong needle should be able to restrain him. Please help me to take off all the clothes of this elder
"Ah long!"
Huaikong immediately shouts to a long standing beside him.
Ah long didn't dare to hesitate. He quickly stepped forward to take off Yu Mo's coat and trousers, and quickly withdrew to stand up.
Once, it took only ten breaths.
Time for the present, that is an inch of time, an hour fleeting, how dare to waste a little bit?
Mr. Rong held a silver needle in his hand and stabbed it into his chest.
Another hand, ten needles in the abdomen.
But just then, a voice came from outside the window, "Fenglong needle, I think it's a farewell needle!"
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