Ye Tian led Zi Shen to the village office.
"Quanzhen Sect, Wang Mingshan pays homage to the Dragon King!"
"Wang Minghe, meet the Dragon King!"
The two men led the others to bow. Before Ye Tian could say anything, he saw Wang Mingshan's eyes, and someone took out an exquisite box from a backpack and placed it in front of Ye Tian.
"Dragon King, a small token of my appreciation is not enough to show my respect!"
"What's this?"
Ye Tian was stunned for a moment, and Wang Mingshan asked someone to open it. The seven treasures of Taoism appeared in front of everyone, shining with bright light.
“Wow!”
Zhu Jinsheng looked at it in shock. Among the seven treasures of this gate, some were already at the spiritual weapon level. If they were used to refine formations, they would surely surpass high-level formations.
Ye Tian touched his chin and sighed in his heart.
"We can't handle the Danding Sect, nor the Quanzhen Sect, and they even brought us a huge gift."
"Don't hit someone who smiles at you. I guess I have to change my strategy."
Ye Tian remained silent. When Master Zishen next to him saw this, his eyes began to roll, and he even stared at Wang Mingshan and others, obviously not curious.
Wang Mingshan was waiting for the Dragon King to say something, but when he felt a special gaze, he looked over again.
"Master Zishen?"
He also didn't expect that the Danding Sect would arrive faster than them. Most importantly, there was a look of blame in the eyes of Sect Leader Zishen.
"Young Master Ye, well, we in Danding Sect have also prepared a valuable gift for you, but it will take some time to transport it over." Master Zishen hurriedly explained.
The Quanzhen Sect gave gifts, which made Zishen have to "compete".
"No thanks!" Ye Tian finally realized that he didn't want to accept the gift.
"That won't work. Our relationship is all local specialties."
"Yeah?"
Ye Tian thought about it and decided that if it was a local specialty, there would be no problem.
Wang Mingshan was listening on the opposite side, and when he saw that Danding Sect had such a good relationship with Ye Tian, his eyes began to roll.
"Dragon King, we have long admired your reputation. Our Quanzhen Sect's admiration for you is as unstoppable as the Yellow River..."
The Grand Elder of Quanzhen Sect led his disciples in flattery.
"This, is this Quanzhen Sect?" Zhu Jinsheng turned his head and looked at Cao Lingling.
"Why is Daomen like this now?"
"It's different from what I imagined." Cao Lingling was also a little disappointed. Aren't Quanzhen Taoist priests supposed to be immortal and mysterious?
Among the Taoist sects, Quanzhen Sect has the largest number of disciples.
If it is not the orthodoxy of Longhu Mountain, it is officially recognized. In terms of disciples, it is really not as good as Quanzhen Sect.
Quanzhen Sect has disciples abroad.
Such a super power is like this when facing Ye Tian.
"I guess the boss is too charming!" Meng Po walked in. She had just finished practicing sword and came to take a look.
"Sister Mengpo, you've lost weight and look so elegant."
Meng Po has a sword intent in her body, and she wants to enter the realm of Martial God in the shortest time possible.
"This must be the Dragon King's wife, right?" In order to curry favor with Ye Tian, Wang Mingshan knew that Ye Tian was trying to snatch a bride in the capital, and that woman was the Sword Immortal.
"You have really good eyes!" Meng Po smiled shyly.
"This is my sister!"
"Your sister?"
Wang Mingshan and others sounded a bit like cursing, which made Ye Tian annoyed and said: "Okay, if you have anything to say, let's go back to the farm and talk about it."
"This gift?"
"These are all for the Dragon King. We are here to show our appreciation. We will give you a generous gift later."
"Never mind, just this once."
"Xiao Zhu, put it in the pear forest!"
Ye Tian had no feelings for these treasures, but one sentence made Zhu Jinsheng excited. His small body contained strength. He picked up the seven treasures and ran away, forgetting Cao Lingling.
“This guy!”
Cao Lingling was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and ran away.
Meng Po followed Quan Zhen and the others and started chatting with them.
When I returned to the farm, I met Master Yunhai and Wu Shuang.
"Great Elder, long time no see!" Master Yunhai bowed.
"Master, have you always been by the Dragon King's side?"
Wang Mingshan’s mind raced. No wonder the Danding Sect had such a good relationship with the Dragon King. It turned out that the Danding Sect had kept people by the Dragon King’s side for a long time.
"Junior brother!"
Wang Mingshan also looked at his junior brother Wang Minghe and gave Wang Minghe some hints. Wang Minghe was also observing that there was too much spiritual energy on the farm, especially the agricultural products in western Zhejiang, which were all at the level of spiritual fruits.
Smelling the aroma of wine, Wang Minghe became impatient.
Many Quanzhen Sect disciples also looked at him with awe.
"Didn't you eat?"
"Ask the cafeteria to prepare some for you!"
"Just come, why pretend to be a tour group?"
"Dragon King, I'm sorry!"
"Okay, stop calling me Dragon King. This isn't Dragon King Mountain. Just be casual."
Just as Ye Tian was entertaining the Quanzhen people, people from Longhu Mountain also arrived in Fengcheng. They did not enter the village, but stayed in the hotel instead. Zhang Daoyu sighed and looked at the old man opposite helplessly.
"Brother, this is so embarrassing!"
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