bdsm-fiction Chapter 118
Chapter 118
"What to do!"
"I heard that the people from the branch in Kyoto have taken refuge in the Prince's Mansion and announced that they have separated from my Baicao Pavilion!"
"These white-eyed wolves, if it weren't for the fact that our headquarters has been supporting his Kyoto branch all these years, the Kyoto branch would have been able to develop so fast?"
"Now is not the time to talk about this, once the turmoil in Kyoto sweeps over, I'm afraid that other state branches will follow suit and be in trouble!"
In the headquarters
of the Hundred Grass Hall, more than twenty high-level officials of the Hundred Grass Hall had solemn faces, and some people even paced anxiously in the lobby, looking anxious.
These people's cultivation is high and low, among them, the strongest one has the Tribulation cultivation, and the only one with a low cultivation is the Transformation God.
The monks and Mahayana monks are basically worshippers of the Baicao Hall, responsible for guarding the safety of each branch, and some of the monks who hold the position of treasurer are not very high.
And these 20 or so people are just people from the Baicaotang branch near Mingzhou, and some shopkeepers from farther away are also rushing towards the headquarters, but they are still on the way.
"What does Mr. Mo mean?"
A Tribulation Peak Monk asked in a low voice.
Everyone looked at this monk with a look of respect on their faces.
Tang Xuangan, a well-known monk in Mingzhou, joined Baicao Pavilion a hundred years ago because Mr. Mo saved his life, and the big troubles encountered by Baicao Pavilion over the years were basically Tang Xuangan's hands, and Mo Cheng's hands were not needed at all.
It can be said that the current Tang Xuangan is the person with the highest prestige in Baicao Pavilion except for Mo Chengkong.
As for Li Changsheng, when he had not yet entered the cave sky, he deliberately weakened his sense of existence, and did not come forward much, many people who joined the Baicao Pavilion later only knew that there was a shopkeeper Li behind Mr. Mo, but they didn't know how old the shopkeeper Li was and what he looked like.
"Mr. Mo is still in retreat, and he has been notified, and he should be about to leave the customs." A shopkeeper at the headquarters hurriedly said.
"I'm coming!"
At this moment, Mo Chengkong walked in from outside the door.
When the people in the hall saw Mo Chengkong, they all got up one after another and greeted him.
"Mr. Mo."
"Sir, what do you think you should do about this? Although the power of our Baicao Pavilion is not as good as that of the Nanli Dynasty, it is not something that other forces can bully at will. "
That's it, fight with them!"
"Destroy a few hands-on forces first, and make an example of chickens and monkeys!"
The crowd was excited.
"No, let's shrink the industry first, and give up the industries in other states directly, and bring everything that can be taken back to the headquarters." Mo Chengkong said lightly
, "Mr. Mo, no!"
"Yes, the loss of our Baicao Pavilion is too great!"
Everyone was anxious when they heard Mo Chengkong's words, in the past hundred years, the industry of Baicao Pavilion has spread over half of the Nanli Dynasty, and it is a pity to give up now.
"That's it!"
Mo Chengkong stretched out his hand to stop the excited crowd, and said lightly:
"This matter has been decided, and when the son comes back, they will spit out what they eat."
Childe is like a god. Mo Cheng sighed in his heart.
Before Li Changsheng left, he had instructed him that if the people from the Prince's Mansion attacked Baicaotang, he would give up directly and keep the spirit stone.
And Childe also said that he would be in retreat for about a hundred years.
Now calculate the time, Childe is almost out of the customs!
He already faintly looked forward to seeing the son after he got out of the customs, he had witnessed the growth of the son in those years, in just a few years, he had grown from a monk to the point that he couldn't see through, and now a hundred years have passed, what step should he go to?
Although the people in the hall were unwilling, Mo Chengkong was the only human immortal in the Baicao Hall, and they didn't dare to refute his words, so they could only do it.
......
Zhenbei Hou Mansion.
A hundred years have passed, and Lin Ruoxi's appearance has not changed at all.
It's just that a body of cultivation has reached the realm of Mahayana, at this time in the Zhenbei Hou Mansion, many people gathered together, Tianjiao a hundred years ago, and now the mainstay of the major forces.
In a hundred years, these monks who had only returned to the void and merged with each other had been promoted again, and there were only three people who had only cultivated Mahayana, among which Li Chunyang, who had the highest cultivation, was already in the late stage of Mahayana.
"The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings!"
"Do you think Baicaotang can survive this time?"
Li Chunyang said in a low voice.
Maybe others are definitely not optimistic about Baicaotang at all, after all, it is the prince who is about to ascend to the pinnacle of power who wants to attack Baicaotang.
But Li Chunyang and the others had seen Li Changsheng make a move in the demon abyss.
And the immortal master in the Baicao Pavilion that has been rumored in the past hundred years is that Mr. Mo, but they know that the strength of that shopkeeper Li is definitely not bad.
Although the strength of the Baicao Pavilion may not be as good as the Prince's Mansion, as long as the prince does not inherit the throne for a day and cannot use the true heritage of the Nanli Dynasty, it is not a simple matter to take down the Baicao Pavilion.
"We don't have to take care of this matter, and we can't take care of it..."
Lin Ruoxi looked in the direction of the Baicaotang headquarters and said in a low voice.
......
Just after General Mo Chengkong gave the order, the
major branches of Baicao Pavilion began to gather things and rushed towards Mingzhou, and
the major forces also moved.
All of a sudden, half of the southern dynasty left the dynasty, and it was a little stormy!
......
Three days later.
Someone witnessed a golden ray shoot into the headquarters of the Hundred Grass Hall.
According to eyewitnesses, the speed of that golden mang was extremely fast, and even with his cultivation of returning to the Void Realm, he didn't see what that golden mang was, but he could vaguely recognize that the golden mang was like a golden bird.
......
Song City, thousands of miles away from Pearl City.
The director of the Xuantian Sect, Wu He, and two old men, one black and one white, sat in the box of a restaurant.
Seinfeld stood aside and served the three of them drinking.
The three of them exuded a terrifying aura, and the three of them were all monks of the Human Immortal Realm, but if Li Changsheng could definitely detect it, the aura of the three of them was mixed, and it was obviously not a human immortal realm that had broken through normal means.
"Two hours ago, a golden ray appeared in the sky above Pearl City and entered the headquarters of Baicaotang, do you know?"
The black-robed old man asked lightly.
"Of course I know."
"But even if there is a human immortal in that golden mang, it won't play a role in the face of the general trend." The white-robed old man said with disdain on his face.
Only Ren Wu frowned slightly and said
, "Two fellow Daoists, don't be careless."
"That Mo Chengkong of the Hundred Grass Pavilion is not simple, even if the big butler beside the prince has made several moves in a hundred years, he has not taken advantage of this person."
"If the strength of that golden mang is not weaker than Mo Chengkong, if you want to destroy the Baicao Pavilion, I'm afraid it won't be so easy."
"Huh!" The white-robed old man sneered and said lightly:
"Not only is the big housekeeper here on this trip, but also another immortal from the Prince's Mansion."
"Gather the power of our five human immortals, and in three days, the Hundred Grass Pavilion will be destroyed!"