Chapter 1668 You Say I Can’t Get In?

Latest website: Miao Yu knew he was telling the truth.

There is an isolation barrier, and the quotations from each company are kept confidential before they are sent.

But this is the territory of the Desolate Clan, and the Supreme of the Desolate Clan who is responsible for hosting the trade fair has long been bribed by Futian Pavilion.

The barrier was set up by the Desolate Clan, and the stone table and the quoted jade plate were also provided by the Desolate Clan.

All her quotations were clearly seen by the Supreme Being of the Desolate Clan.

Then he secretly informed Taoist Master Jiechen, and every time the latter deliberately wrote exactly the same material, adding an extra pound of meteorite or a piece of blood vine, just enough to overwhelm Tianshu Pavilion.

It’s hard to say whether the last two Taoist Lords of the Desolate Clan will choose Futian Pavilion, but as long as their brains are clear, they will definitely not choose Tianshu Pavilion.

Taoist Jiechen was able to get the cooperation of the Supreme Lord of the Desolate Clan, not because he was more proud than other Taoist Saints.

But this is the closest to Yunpei Domain.

When the Huang clan does business here, they need to provide convenience to the Yunpei Immortal Mansion.

Therefore, even though everyone was well aware of this cheating, the various chambers of commerce were not targeted and the Desolate Clan did not suffer, so no one said anything.

Only the injured world of Tianshu Pavilion was formed so happily.

It's not like Miao Yu didn't think about deliberately quoting a high price to deceive Futian Pavilion, but Taoist Master Jiechen wasn't stupid either.

He was sent here because he knew the market well and would not be fooled easily.

The only few transactions that Tianshu Pavilion had, one was because the price was too high, and the other three were because there were no more similar materials in Jiechen.

After those three 'misses', Futian Pavilion accelerated its attack on the Zhuo Demon, collecting more materials from the Desolate Clan from behind and transporting them over to replenish its capital.

Not for anything else, just to suppress Tianshu Pavilion from being able to stand up.

"Elder Miao, how long do you have to think about it?"

"If you surrender early, you won't have these worries. After all, we are all a family!"

"When the two pavilions merge into one, wouldn't it be nice for you to be the vice president?"

While Taoist Jiechen was acting strangely here, Jiang Cheng finally arrived at the market outside the Huang tribe.

Looking at the bustling trading scene in front of him and listening to the shouts of sales, he almost suspected that he had gone to the wrong place.

Is this still the turbid demon frontline in my mind?

"Is Miao Yu here?"

I scanned the market with my spiritual mind, but I didn't see Miao Yu, but I saw a group of her former subordinates, Long Lin, Mo Feng and others.

When he was in the ancient immortal world, Immortal Emperor Long Lin was the master of Quasi-Emperor Mo Feng.

But now that time has passed, Long Lin is still the Supreme, and Mo Feng has become the Taoist.

At this time, they also set up several stalls in front of the Flying Immortal Artifact.

However, there were only a few people stopping there, which was in sharp contrast to the bustling crowds of stalls of other nearby chambers of commerce.

There is no way, there are no eye-catching products in the Tianshu Pavilion stall now, and naturally there are no people.

"Mo Feng, don't you feel embarrassed standing here?"

In front of the palace opposite, it was no surprise that there were several stalls from Futian Pavilion.

Compared to Tianshu Pavilion, they received six or seven times more Zhuomo, with a wide variety of categories, which made it a lot more lively.

"You are one of the sixteen chambers of commerce that entered the market, and you are more deserted than some small chambers of commerce that are acquiring outside."

"It has completely disgraced our Yunpei Immortal Mansion!"

The taunt output to Tianshu Pavilion can be regarded as the daily entertainment program of Futian Pavilion.

"I think you should give up Miao Yu and join our side."

"Yes, Taoist Saint Qingduan still thinks highly of you!"

Neither Mo Feng nor Long Lin responded, as if they didn't hear.

But the livid expression still betrayed the anger inside.

However, there is no other way. The current situation of Tianshu Pavilion is that there is really no way to fight back against the opponent. What can I do except be patient?

Some members of Tianshu Pavilion felt that the Zhuomo business had no future, so it was better to switch to other industries.

"Oh, you are all reduced to looking at the stalls in person now?"

A ridiculing voice sounded in their ears, a little strange, but also a little familiar.

Long Lin, Mo Feng and others looked up and almost jumped up on the spot.

"Jiang Cheng!"

"Master Jiang?"

"Uncle!"

Everyone immediately abandoned their stalls and came over with surprise and joy.

However, this last title made Jiang Cheng receive a questioning look from Sister Han.

Brother Cheng touched his nose. Back then, when he helped Tianshu Pavilion refine elixirs, and later when he helped Miao Yu resurrect, the two of them had many intimate interactions, and many people in Tianshu Pavilion had long regarded them as a Taoist couple.

What's more, during the trip to the Immortal Tree of Enlightenment, both of them had played the game of Ten-Life Revenge.

"Master Jiang, why are you here?"

"Where have you been all these years?"

"That's right, no news at all."

Brother Cheng waved his hand.

"I have been practicing asceticism."

"No, I came to you not long after I came out of seclusion."

Everyone in Tianshu Pavilion didn't know his nature, so naturally they believed in his evil deeds.

"Haha, if the president knows that you are coming, he will be very happy!"

"She talks about you often!"

"Every time we are sent out, we will ask you to find out information about you."

Jiang Cheng once again saw Ji Linghan's half-smiling expression out of the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but feel lucky that Lan Xi didn't come with him this time.

Otherwise, this expression will become double.

"Ahem, where is Miao Yu?"

"The president is attending the trade fair inside."

"It should be over soon!"

"Trade fair? I'll go in and have a look too."

Jiang Cheng was not willing to wait.

Long Lin looked troubled, "Only chambers of commerce recognized by the Desolate Clan can enter, and each chamber of commerce can only bring one follower at most."

Jiang Cheng smiled and said, "Go and take a look first before talking."

Long Lin nodded, "Mo Feng, please take Master Jiang over and give it a try."

Although the strength of the two has reversed, they still maintain the relationship between master and disciple.

"yes!"

Taoist Mo Feng quickly took orders to lead the way.

At this time, the Futian Pavilion on the opposite side sent output this way again.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, do you have friends from outside in Tianshu Pavilion?"

"That woman seems to be a Taoist saint!"

"So what if the Taoist Saint is there? Our Yunpei Immortal Mansion has a Taoist God in charge!"

"You are the only ones who still want to enter? Do you know how difficult it is to get the qualification to enter? What a wishful thinking!"

Jiang Cheng stopped and glanced at the stall opposite.

"Where did this green onion come from?"

"They are the same as us, they all come from Yunpei Immortal Mansion, they just have a little trouble."

Mo Feng was afraid that he would get angry on the spot, so he whispered: "We are not allowed to take action here, otherwise the Huang clan will expel us..."

Jiang Cheng looked innocent.

"Who do you think I am? I am a pacifist."

Mo Feng, Long Lin and others all murmured, if we hadn't fully seen your style back then, we would have almost believed it.

Jiang Cheng turned around.

"You just said I couldn't get in?"

The two Taoist masters and a group of supreme masters on the Futian Pavilion laughed.

"Hey, you can try it!"

"We're just waiting for a joke."

"So sure?"

Brother Cheng made a proposal with a smile on his face.

"Then let's make a bet on whether I can get in."