Let's talk about Wen Ping. After breakfast, he took Yun Liao down the mountain. This time Wen Ping wanted to go to Yang's house. As a large-scale cloth and silk merchant, the Yang family wanted to customize a new Zongmen uniform.

He had thought of the name, and it was called: Immortal Breeze!

The overall clothing design must be gentle, and white light gauze is often used, so that when the wind blows, the clothes swing with the wind to have a dusty breath. In a word, it is necessary to show the difference and transcendence of Immortal Sect.

Anyone who sees his Immortal Sect in the future will surely develop the feeling of being descended from the mortal world.

But when he saw Yang Zongxian, Yang Zongxian seemed to feel a little anxious all over. Wen Ping said his thoughts, and then called the name to use the best materials, "Clan Chief Yang, the best thread for sewing clothes is gold thread, light yarn The pattern on the top uses silver thread, silver silk is the best."

Yang Zongxian replied, but no matter how he heard it, he felt that he was perfunctory, "Okay, Sect Master Wen, I see."

"Elder Yun, do you think it is better to use pure cloth for clothes, or to use monster fur?"

"Anything is fine."

"Can you give me an accurate answer?"

"Sect Master, I haven't studied these things at all." Yun Liao smiled bitterly and shrugged, as if I didn't know how to ask me.

Yang Zongxian took the topic anxiously, and said, "Let's use fabric. The Qingshan Liushui shirt is also made of fabric, and the fabric is light and fits the name Qingfeng. Sovereign Wen, I'll find someone to make a few more examples. It will be sent to the Immortal Sect in a few days."

"Okay, then I will trouble Patriarch Yang." Wen Ping felt a little puzzled, and only then said a few words. Why does Yang Zongxian feel like sending him away? Is he so unwelcome as the Immortal Sect Master?

But when he sees Yang Zongxian looking out from time to time, he guesses there is something urgent, otherwise it would not be the case.

At this time, Wen Ping remembered to ask the system, "System, you said that if I build a tailor shop on the Immortal Sect, and I upgrade it, will I make clothes that are not invading water or fire?"

The system replied: "Not necessarily, see the special abilities that are randomly found."

But Wen Ping decided to try it later.

Just as Wen Ping was about to leave, he suddenly saw a person walking past the lobby, walking in the wind. After Yang Zongxian saw it, a surprised expression appeared on his face, and then relived that Ping Zuoju was about to leave.

"Sect Master Wen, I won't see you off today. I have something to do, so I will take a step ahead."

"Clan Chief Yang, please."

turns out to be waiting for someone!

Wen Ping glanced at the man's back, and the black and gold robe told him a message: the elder of the Patriarch Sect!

followed closely, and another person appeared behind the person, also wearing a black and gold robe, walking like the wind, staring straight ahead, following the robe old man, and entered the inner courtyard of the Yang mansion.

Yun Liao opened his mouth and said, "One body refining has ten weights, and the other has 13 weights."

"Go, follow up and see."

Wen Ping certainly didn't think that the Yang family would take refuge under the patrons. Yang Zongxian was a close friend of the demon chef's Huaikong. Although Huaikong was not strong, he had a high reputation in the entire East Lake and definitely had many friends on the Tongxuan realm.

With the strength of the mountain sect, the Yang family would never be attached to the past, even the previous Immortal sect could not let the Yang family return.

After Wen Ping and the others followed, Wen Ping came to the familiar backyard. He had been here the last time he came to help Huai Ye. This time, it still felt the same. Many people gathered at Shimen and secretly looked at the distant wing.

Wen Ping followed quietly, and when he was about to step into the inner courtyard, a servant suddenly stopped Wen Ping.

"Sect Master Wen, today the master ordered that only doctors can enter the inner courtyard." When he said this, he would poke his head in from time to time. He was afraid that Wen Ping would blame him, so he could only use the probe to attract the attention of his master.

But before the master looked at him, Wen Ping pressed his raised hand down.

Wen Ping said in a low voice, "I just went over and took a look and didn't make a sound."

Wen Ping was not angry either, after all, the other party was acting according to the orders of the master. After he said he walked in, he really wanted to go in, and a servant didn't dare to stop him, even with Yang Zongxian's order.

After walking into the inner courtyard, Wen Ping saw that two people from the mountain sect had entered the wing room under Yang Zongxian's greet.

A few people stood outside the wing, their complexion a little heavy, the atmosphere in the entire 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 did not speak, and slowly approached the window, looked through the window, and then a voice came from the room.

"Mr. Rong, you are finally here! My friend has only one hour, please hurry up."

This is the voice of pregnant women.

Immediately there was a voice that seemed to be stuck in the sand, "Sect Master Wan specially asked the old man to show this predecessor, please don't worry, Patriarch Yang, please take a look at UU reading www.uukansshu.com, the question Naturally it can be solved."

"Trouble, Rong is getting old." Yang Zongxian did not continue to say polite words, but stepped aside.

Wen Ping who stood outside the window was suspicious.

Mr. Rong?

Is it the old Rong?

Wen Ping immediately recalled this person in his mind.

The genius doctor of Cangwu City, known as the rejuvenating hand, is quite famous in Cangwu City. No matter what intractable disease reaches him, he can be cured. However, Qian Qian suddenly closed for three years, and then it was said that he was going home to take care of his life.

Three years later, Wen Ping did not expect that he did not leave Cangwu City, but secretly joined the Paoshan Sect to serve the patrons. He also put on a black gold robe and became the core layer of the patron sect.

At this time, Wen Ping saw Lao Rong inside the house taking out a cloth bag from the collapsed wooden box.

The cloth bag is as big as a fist, and after unfolding, it shows a variety of fine needles of different thicknesses, densely packed.

Lao Rong grabbed a hand from it and said in a rubbing voice like Sha Shuo: "If it's the snake venom, this Fenglong needle should be able to restrain him. Please help Lao Yu take off all the clothes of this senior."

"Aron!"

Huaikong immediately shouted at Aaron who was standing aside.

Along did not dare to hesitate, and quickly stepped forward to take off Yu Mo's shirt and pants, and then quickly withdrew to stand.

After came back and forth, it took ten breaths.

For now, time is an inch of time and an inch of gold, and an hour is fleeting, how dare you waste a little bit?

Lao Rong reached out and pinched a silver needle into his chest.

stretched out his hand again, ten needles stuck in his abdomen.

But at this moment, a voice came from outside the window, "Fenglong Needle, I think it's a final needle!"