Di Kui felt unlucky, but there was someone even more unlucky than him, and that was Liu Pianpian.
Liu Pianpian went out of the city to kill Chu Yingfei, which was an excellent opportunity to ambush and kill her.
Of course, it wasn't Yang Sheng who went; it was Han Yu who went on his own.
Old Master Cui's identity was exposed last time, so it's no longer appropriate for him to take action.
Liu Pianpian always preferred to act alone, but before leaving, she made a trip to the Yixian Sect and took quite a few things.
There are various elixirs, as well as talismans and formations, etc.
She majored in martial arts, but also knew some esoteric arts, so she could use talismans and formations.
Since taking over Lu Panlong's Imperial Guard, Yang Sheng has frequently patrolled the palace. Firstly, it makes it easier to gather intelligence, and secondly, it shows that he is different from Lu Panlong, who neglects his duties.
No sooner had Liu Pianpian stepped out of the Yixian Sect than the Taoist priest Shouyue followed her out with a dark expression.
Yang Sheng walked over and said, "Master Shouyue, you look rather unwell. Has something happened?"
The Taoist priest guarding the mountain shook his head and said, "It's nothing, Lord Yang, there's no need to worry."
Yang Sheng immediately pulled the Taoist priest guarding the mountain over: "Taoist priest, you're being too polite with me, aren't you?"
You should know that it was you who introduced me to the Imperial Advisor back then, which is why I have the status I have today.
So you could be considered my mentor, right? If you're not in a rush, how about we go out for a drink?"
Seeing that Yang Sheng's hospitality was too much to refuse, the Taoist priest Shouyue had no choice but to follow Yang Sheng out of the Yixian Sect. Moreover, he was indeed feeling very frustrated and wanted to confide in Yang Sheng.
Yang Sheng led the Taoist priest to a restaurant and ordered a private room.
In fact, this restaurant had long been Han Yu's property. The wine pots used for pouring wine were yin-yang pots. Yang Sheng's side had plain water, while the Taoist priest Shouyue's side had strong liquor with added ingredients, which was easier to get drunk on and could easily break down people's defenses.
"Master, now that we have no outsiders here, you can speak freely. Why did you look so pale just now?"
Yang Sheng poured a cup of wine for the Taoist priest guarding the mountain and asked him a question.
The Taoist priest guarding the mountain downed the wine in one gulp and said viciously, "That bitch Liu Pianpian is simply too arrogant!"
She's going to assassinate the leader of the Red Turban Army and has come here to demand various elixirs, talismans, and formations.
However, the main purpose of our sect is to refine pills for the Grand Preceptor. We only refine these things when we are not busy, and we don't have much stock at all.
That woman, Liu Pianpian, accused us of being lazy and even whipped us! It's outrageous!
Yang Sheng poured the other person another glass of wine and asked, "Didn't you go to the Grand Preceptor to complain?"
The Taoist priest guarding the mountain said dejectedly, "Of course I filed a complaint, but it was no use."
The Imperial Preceptor said that Liu Pianpian was doing the right thing and that our Yixian Sect should fully cooperate, but the alchemy process could not be delayed.
As a result, yesterday we spent the day refining pills and the night making talismans and creating formations for Liu Pianpian, and finally managed to send her away.
"We've all been working for the Imperial Advisor, toiling diligently and conscientiously for so many years, why are we still stuck with this lowly status?"
After drinking a few cups of wine, the Taoist priest Shouyue's face began to become dazed, clearly indicating that the drug had taken effect. He began to constantly insult Di Kui and the others, and complained about Jin Ding Zhenren's unfair actions. It was clear that he had completely lost his mind.
Yang Sheng then asked in a low voice, "What exactly are you refining for the Grand Preceptor all these years? The amount of pills that so many people have refined could support a cultivation sect for a hundred years, right?"
The Taoist priest, looking confused, shook his head and said, "I don't know either. Our pill formulas were all issued by the Grand Preceptor. We just need to refine them according to the Grand Preceptor's requirements."
However, regardless of their type, almost all of those pills were made primarily from the inner cores of demons, and their effect was likely to enhance the power of qi and blood.
Yang Sheng frowned slightly. "Enhance your Qi and blood?"
Jin Ding Zhenren is a cultivator. Does he need to enhance his qi and blood? Moreover, judging from his appearance, he doesn't seem to have strong qi and blood.
The Golden Cauldron Immortal once bestowed upon Yang Sheng and Lu Panlong pills, all of which were meant to increase their qi and blood strength.
But apart from them, Jin Ding Zhenren never gave this kind of pill to anyone else. Could it be that he secretly cultivated a large number of martial artists?
Even if everyone ate all those pills as food, it would take thousands of people a year to finish them all. If Master Jin Ding were really secretly training so many martial artists, it would be impossible for no word of it to get out.
"Do you know what exactly the Imperial Preceptor is refining in that golden cauldron?"
The Taoist priest who guarded the mountain shook his head and said, "The Grand Preceptor can also refine this kind of pill to enhance qi and blood, but its quality is much stronger than ours."
Moreover, the Grand Preceptor's main task is not to refine elixirs, but to refine the power of incense offerings.
But where did that incense offering ultimately go? Nobody knows.
At this point, the Taoist priest guarding the mountain leaned his drunken head closer and asked cautiously, "However, one night when I got up to urinate, I saw a terrifyingly large figure appear in the Grand Preceptor's palace."
At first, I thought I was just dreaming, but after thinking about it carefully, I realized I definitely wasn't mistaken!
Yang Sheng frowned slightly. The Golden Cauldron True Man's trump card was extremely mysterious. Even now, Yang Sheng did not know what the supernatural power and secret technique he cultivated was.
The information obtained from the Taoist priest guarding the mountain seemed useful, but it was ultimately of little use.
However, since True Master Jin Ding needs such a large quantity of pills that can enhance one's qi and blood, his trump card must be related to this.
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