The First Saint of Dan Dao

Chapter 664: Within 7 days, Wenbu Linghuang!

"Okay!" After hearing that the failure was Tang Yan's fault, the two of them nodded immediately.

Tang Yan brought Crouching Dragon and Phoenix to the counter and said politely to a woman in a white dress, "Senior Sister, we are taking the D-level mission to refine the ninth-level elixir."

The countertop, like the mission machine, has a display function.

The woman pressed a button on the side of the counter, and the countertop suddenly lit up, with a task bar appearing.

He brought up the medicine section and said, "Which medicine do you want?"

"Give them five doses of Tongyou Pills each." Tang Yan said.

"You need to pay forty low-grade spirit stones as a deposit." The woman replied.

Tang Yan took out the spirit stone and asked again: "Junior brother Tang Yan, you still don't know my name?"

The woman answered openly: "Yan Qingmei."

"Senior Sister Yan, what kind of medicine is this, my junior brother?" Tang Yan asked as he took out the spoils he seized yesterday.

"Po Yue Dan, a treasure-grade pill, used for cultivation. Junior brother, since you don't know where it came from?" Yan Qingmei was a little confused.

"I helped a senior brother a lot yesterday, and he generously gave it to me." Tang Yan's expression was calm, and he asked again: "Is there a mission for this elixir?"

"Yes, it's a C-level mission. Junior brother, do you want to claim it?"

"Receive it!" Tang Yan nodded, and took out some more Po Yue Dan, making up the total of twenty pills.

"Then just complete the task! Here are the required medicinal materials and a reward of twenty low-grade spirit stones.

The task has been recorded, congratulations to you for completing this month's task." Yan Qingmei handed over a pile of items and congratulated with a smile.

Tang Yan took the herbs and spirit stones and thanked him again.

Taking the two back to Tianqing Peak and coming to his own courtyard, Tang Yan ordered: "Two senior brothers, let's make the elixir."

"Practicing in the yard?" The two were a little confused.

"Well, just refine it here. I'll see if there's any problem with your alchemy." Tang Yan said casually.

The two had no objection to this, so they took out the alchemy furnace and medicinal materials and started to make the elixir.

Tang Yan took out the "Beast King Atlas" and read it carefully, only occasionally looking up to glance at his two senior brothers who were refining pills.

……

Xiangwan City, Qiantong Pavilion, fifth floor.

Xuantong, with a hunched figure, was teasing a crow.

At this time, a Taoist boy came in and said respectfully: "Pavilion Master, the news about Young Master Feng Chenye has been found out."

Xuan Tong's eyes lit up, he sat up slightly straighter, and ordered: "Tell me in detail."

The Taoist boy did not hesitate and reported immediately: "Master Feng came from Beiling. Because his best friend Mengyao left without saying goodbye, he searched Beiling but could not find her, so he came to Linghuang to look for her.

When he first entered the Jian City after entering Linghuang, he held Mengyao's portrait and asked people on the streets if they knew this girl.

If he met poor people during this period, he would also donate generously.

Some people with ulterior motives played the victim to defraud Mr. Feng of his money and property.

Young Master Feng stayed in Jian City for a month, but not only did he not find Meng Yao's whereabouts, but he also lost most of his money.

He went to Chenxiang City again and stayed there for half a month, during which most of his property was cheated away again.

Afterwards, he came to Jincang City and started working as a storyteller in high-end restaurants and other places where people gathered.

He doesn't charge money for telling stories, just to find Mengyao's whereabouts. If someone insists on giving him money, he will also take the initiative to give alms to poor families.

When he arrived at Kamikaze Castle, he planned to hand over the storybook he had written to a bookshop to be printed into a book.

No royalties are required, just print your own missing person notice on the last page!

The bookstore asked why the missing person notice was not printed on the title page. Mr. Feng said that if the story could not impress the readers, the readers would not pay attention even if the missing person notice was printed on the book cover.

If the story is interesting, the audience will keep the search for the person in mind until the end.

It’s a pity that Mr. Feng is an unknown person, and the book needs to be re-promoted if it wants to be a big seller.

But he would not stay in the local area for long-term development. If the bookstore invested resources in publicity but there were no follow-up works, it would be a waste of time. It would also affect the local literary circle, so he rejected Mr. Feng.

Young Master Feng used his last bit of silver to print ten thousand copies at his own expense and was about to distribute them after daybreak, but was mistakenly identified as a wealthy family by a few robbers and robbed in the middle of the night.

When the thief found that there were only books in the storage ring, he got angry and burned all the books.

Mr. Feng felt that there was no hope for him to publish a book, so he devoted himself to being a storyteller.

Ever since he left Qiantong Pavilion and headed north, he has been telling stories.

Mr. Feng compiled a total of five storybooks, each of which is so brilliant and amazing.

Disciple has compiled it into a book, please have a look, Pavilion Master!"

After saying that, the Taoist boy took out five storybooks and handed them over.

Xuan Tong was extremely moved when he heard this.

Last time, I didn't ask Feng Chenye in detail about his purpose of looking for someone, but I didn't expect the experience behind it to be so tortuous.

This boy is young, but he has great character and looks more like a scholar than those people in the academy!

He picked up five books and looked at them. One of them was called "The Determination of Heaven and Earth". When he opened it, he found that it was indeed the story that Feng Chenye told him last time.

I changed to a book and read it carefully.

After finishing one book, move on to the next one.

After finishing reading all four books, Xuantong let out a long sigh.

They are all good stories!

With precise wording and just a few sentences, the character can be portrayed vividly and in line with the personality.

What is even more rare is that the story does not rely on filthiness and vulgarity to attract attention throughout the whole story.

The plots are all positive and empowering.

This requires people with a big picture and a lot of effort to build it.

After a moment's hesitation, Xuantong took out three copper coins and threw them out.

He threw it six times in a row, calculated based on the hexagram, and then his face changed slightly.

"Kun's situation is difficult to stabilize, water and fire are not yet in harmony, the sky is stained with ink, and disaster is coming!

Mr. Feng's beloved... may be in great trouble!"

Xuan Tong stood up and paced back and forth in the room for a long time before finally making up his mind: "Master Feng is a noble of Qiantong Pavilion. How can we just stand by and watch when he is in trouble?

Contact the bookstores in all the cities in the Spiritual Wilderness Realm, print these five books into volumes, and re-release them urgently!

All costs will be borne by Qiantong Pavilion!

Following Mr. Feng’s original intention, the missing person notice was placed on the last page.

Do it quickly!

See the results within seven days!"

The Taoist boy's face changed drastically when he heard this: "Pavilion Master, there are more than 100,000 people in Linghuang City? It will take a hundred times more resources to spread the books throughout the city in seven days!

The foundation of Qiantong Pavilion is about to be shaken!

Pavilion Master, please think twice!"

“It’s just something outside of your body, go do it!

Don't let Mr. Feng miss out on this important matter!" Xuan Tong said seriously.

"Yes!" The Taoist boy said no more, stepped back and immediately went to execute the order.

……

Dan League, Tianqing Peak.

Tang Yan's yard.

The second senior brother’s alchemy skills were even better, and he had already refined a furnace of pills at the time of Shen.

Unfortunately, it is of medium quality and does not meet the requirements.

"My life is so miserable. All my work is in vain! Wuuuu!" Tong Banzhi leaned on the alchemy furnace and looked up at the sky in silence, looking so pitiful.

boom!

Just as Tong Banzhi was considering whether to cry, there was a loud bang and a black shadow rose into the sky.

"Oh my god!" Tong Banzhi was so frightened that he forced back his tears.

The three of them looked up and were shocked to find that the black shadow was actually the lid of the tripod.

Looking at the gradually disappearing lid of the tripod, Yan Biao cried with a sad face: "Master... Junior Brother, my tripod lid flew away."

"Look up and wait, remember to answer it." Tang Yan gave a friendly reminder without changing his expression.

Yan Biao kept looking up, and sure enough, a small black dot in the sky grew bigger and bigger. It was the lid of his tripod.

"Junior brother, the lid of the tripod is back." Yan Biao caught the lid of the tripod and smiled.

"Congratulations." Tang Yan responded casually, took out a pen and paper, and wrote quickly on the paper.

After a while, he handed two pages of paper to the two brothers respectively and instructed them: "This is a question for you to make pills.

While recalling the steps of refining the elixir just now, compare them with the questions on the paper and try to understand them!

Re-refine the elixir in one hour!"