The originally empty reception room became crowded in an instant, and the representatives of the Xuanmen who were very generous were sitting on the bench. The originally peaceful atmosphere became tense in an instant.

There are people, there are rivers and lakes, and there are rivers and lakes. Disputes are indispensable. When it is confirmed that the Forget-Wuyou Lu has magical effect after purification, each Xuanmen will not let go of such important materials. Xuanmen with hatred is looking at each other, and their anger rises, their eyes gradually widen, and their irresistible anger also rises. After the anger cannot be suppressed, they will fight at any time.

Ling Xizi, the leader of Shushan Gate, did not come. The one who came was his junior brother Ling Xuanzi. The old man who looked kind-hearted and handsome, was actually a war maniac. Seeing that there were more and more sects and more enemies, it seemed like a vegetable market. He couldn't help but cough heavily, thrust the sword in his hand out, making a sound like a dragon's roar. Ling Xuanzi strode his long sword with his fingers and said: "Everyone is from Xuanmen. It is important to have a clear idea, so why should he learn to act like a child?"

As the old guy stood up, his head full of white hair without wind, and a ball of energy surged from behind him. Ling Xuanzi shouted loudly: "Instead of his mother-in-law and mother, it is better for us to fight. Whoever wins, whoever stays, whoever loses, whoever leaves."

"Good Idea" Lei Ze, who thought he was the strongest, couldn't help but slam his palm and loudly agreed with Ling Xizi's suggestion. Anyway, he was surrounded by Fengyun and the two ancestors, so he would not suffer any loss no matter how hard he fought.

"This idea is too petty." Shi Wujing was very sober and understood that every sect could not give up anything related to luck by relying on a gambling battle. So he said loudly: "It's better for us to call all the strong people in the sect and start the chaotic battle mode. Only the living can dominate Wangyoulu, and the dead have no say." Shi Wujing was afraid that the people around him would not understand it, so he couldn't help but add: "Anyway, the person who dominates Wangyoulu can restore the ancestors in the mountain gate as before, and the remaining mountain gates will sooner or later disappear, so it's better to go crazy in the end."

These words made everyone widen their eyes. Thinking about it carefully, it was really like Shi Wujing said. This matter is very important. If anyone dominates Wangyoulu, then whose mountain gate will rescue the crazy ancestors and then hit a higher level. Other mountain gates will fall like stepping stones. Therefore, in this case, each mountain gate will scatter the last drop of blood in order to rise.

Xuan Qi continued to pretend to be a mascot. The situation is very good now, and everything will follow his plan. Xuan Qi has already made plans with the old man, waiting for them to make a noise, so he should come forward to reap the benefits himself and condense all the Xuan Xiu Mountain Gate into a rope for his own use.

Just as everyone was arguing, Ling Xizi, who was furious, widened her eyes and shouted loudly: "Since everyone is unwilling to give in and don't want to fight for Wangyoulu, then I have a good idea."

Li Zhenshan couldn't help but look at Lingxizi and asked loudly: "What's your idea? Let's listen.

Lingxizi did not answer Li Zhenshan, but looked at Xuan Qi and asked: "Is it only you who master the recipe of Wangyou Lu?" This question is very important, and it suddenly made the noisy room fall into silence, and everyone looked at Xuan Qi with flickering eyes.

The old man whispered in Xuan Qi's ear: "Take on the move now, you must take the initiative in matters, rather than letting the trend of matters go, and letting the mermaid meat be at the mermaid slaughter."

Xuan Qi patted his palm on the table: "This is a herb that Wangyoulu needs. You can count how many bottles of Wangyoulu need in the mountain gate, and then provide double the herbs. The year and medicinal properties must be guaranteed. I can help you refine Wangyoulu."

These words made the people below stunned again, and then their eyes kept blinking and began to think about the feasibility of this matter. It would be acceptable if they only provide medicinal materials.

Lei Ze, who had not spoken, shook the fan in his hand, looked at Xuan Qi with a smile and asked, "If every mountain gate needs a huge number of Wangyoulu, can you refine it?"

This question is about your vital interests. Everyone can't help but stretch their necks and look at Xuan Qi with flickering eyes. If Xuan Qi can really provide it in full, it will be good news.

"If the quantity is real and effective, even if I try my best, I will refine the Wangyou Lu." Xuan Qi said as he deliberately looked at everyone: "I'm afraid that some people have ulterior motives and deliberately hoard the large number of Wangyou Lu, and then suddenly take action against me, breaking the balance that I finally had now."

The old guys who have lived for so many years are all masters of power struggle, so they naturally understand what Xuan Qi means. If someone really falsely reports the number of Forget-Wuyou Dew and then controls Xuan Qi, then the current balance is really likely to be broken, so this move has to be guarded against.

"Supervision must have a reasonable regulatory organization, and no scheming villains can take advantage of loopholes." Lingxizi began to pretend to be good people again: "So we must jointly establish a regulatory agency."

"But who should this regulatory agency be composed of? What responsibilities and obligations should be fulfilled? What rights should be taken into account at the same time?" Xuan Xiu and others are also masters of power struggle. They have experienced a variety of lives in their long lives, so they have become experienced and power struggles, and are all keen on fighting for power. When they encounter key places, no one will give in. So the situation is stalemate again, and for a moment everyone starts to sing their beards and stare again.

This result was once again within Xuan Qi's expectations. Seeing that everyone was not giving in, Xuan Qi slapped the table again: "The reason why everyone is in conflict now is that the high-purity Wangyou Lu is a strategic deterrent existence. No one is willing to give in. He can't figure out how many ancestor-like Xuan cultivators there are in the other party's mountain gate, for fear that the other party will falsely report it." Xuan Qi said and blinked: "Then I have an idea that I can tell you for your reference."

"If you have something, say it, let it go, don't hide it from others." Ling Xizi couldn't help feeling upset when she saw Xuan Qi disrupting his plan, and she couldn't help but feel angry in her words.

Xuan Qi enjoyed the flickering eyes of the people around him, raised his palm slightly and said loudly: "Gather the ancestors in the mountain gate together, and distribute the Forgetful Dew on time every day, so that no one will receive more. Moreover, they can also supervise each other and bring balance to the extreme."

This method is definitely to remove the firewood from the bottom of the pot. Xuan Qi, the shrewd and experienced master, fundamentally eliminates all possible problems. When Xuan Qi said this, everyone narrowed their eyes and slowly pointed their heads. In the absence of a solution, this is indeed a good idea.

"Where is the place to place it in centralized supervision?" Lei Ze asked everyone's hearts.
Chapter completed!