Faced with Fan Zimo's eager eyes and soft invitation, Yue Lin said without comment: "Let's talk about it when you have time."

Fan Zimo smiled and said, "Well, the Fan family will definitely welcome Mr. Yue to the arrival of the grandfather."

"There are also the various metal minerals that the young master wants. I have ordered someone to prepare them, but I don't know where to send them."

Yue Lin pondered and said, "Let's transport it to Baimu City. I'm going to expand the Refining Fen and add more refining furnaces."

Mu Sen glanced at Yue Lin strangely and thought to himself that his uncle really had a unique hobby, but remembering that he was a blacksmith, so having such a hobby was nothing.

What's more, there are many monks who love uniqueness in the Qingmu Gate. Compared with some of the weird ones, Master Yue is considered normal.

"I understand, I'll go back and prepare now." Fan Zimo looked at Yue Linying Yingying for a blessing, then turned around and left, gently closed the door.

After Fan Zimo left, Yue Lin drank tea for a while before putting down the teacup and said, "Mr. Mu, Master Qingluo is going to pursue the Taoist Netherworld. You still need to keep the secrets strictly."

Mu Sen nodded quickly: "Yes, this matter is a secret of the sect. The uncle of the junior teacher reminded him!"

Next, Yue Lin and Mu Sen talked about the situation inside the Qingmu Gate again.

However, this time it was mainly Yue Lin's guidance. In order to please the newly promoted "principal uncle", Mu Sen basically said everything he knew and said everything. Soon he sold all the information he knew about Qingmumen.

After Mu Sen left, Yue Lin did not absorb the Yuan crystal stone into the war space as soon as possible, but sat alone and thoughtfully.

Although Yue Lin had already heard some content from Huang Qihai and Li Xing before getting the news from Mu Sen, both in terms of depth and breadth and systematicity, it was far worse than what he learned now.

"It has been confirmed that there are people in the world who are practicing immortality. After coming here, I was already a little surprised when I saw many warriors. However, according to Mu Sen, even if these warriors broke through to the realm of innate masters, in the eyes of their high-level monks in Qingmumen, they could only drive them as slaves and maids at will."

"It's really a hot topic to get such news. Conquering a world of warriors and conquering a world of cultivation with the title of immortals is definitely a world of difference!"

Drinking the slightly cool tea in the cup, Yue Lin gently tapped the table and fell into deep thought, "But I still can't expose myself now. I may not even be able to beat Mu Sen, not to mention that there are so many people inside who are much more powerful than Mu Sen."

"The key is that I am now pretending to be Qingluo's personal disciple's identity. Once the truth is revealed, it will be a huge disaster."

"There is another point, that is, I can't practice any immortal martial arts at all. The only way to improve my strength is the only Fiery Power that I know from the beginning. Unfortunately, this is just something that cannot even be considered a martial arts secret."

"In this way, the fact that I pretended to be Qingluo's disciple will be easily exposed."

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdong......

The door was gently knocked.

"Is it Zhou Ting? What did he come to me for..." Yue Lin came back to his senses from his thoughts and sat upright.

"So it's Mr. Zhou who is here, come in."

With a plop, Zhou Ting entered the door and knelt down directly.

Zhou Ting slapped himself hard and said, "How can the young man be worthy of being called Master Yue like this? What happened in the afternoon was that the young man was blinded by lard and was obsessed with dog urine. He didn't know the true face of Master Yue, and asked Master Yue to punish him."

Since Mu Sen went back and taught him a lesson, Zhou Ting finally figured out what kind of person he had offended.

The disciple in front of me who is a respected figure in the holy land, even the immortal master Mu Sen, who is respectful to him as a god, has to curry favor with him, let alone him, a mortal who has not yet entered the holy land?

If Yue Lin was just very strong in his personal strength, Zhou Ting might have the idea of ​​enduring humiliation and mobilizing all his strength in the future to kill him with thunderous force.

But what is going on now? The identity of the people around the Holy Land Elder has made him dare not have any strange thoughts. Not to mention the people around him, even a pig raised by the Holy Land Elder is not a fairy pig that he can afford!

Not only did he not afford to offend him, but he did not dare to offend the entire Zhou family, and even the disciple of the Qingmu Sect who was somewhat incest with the ancestor of the Zhou family, did not dare to offend him!

Yue Lin was slightly stunned and then smiled. Master Zhou's attitude changed a little too quickly.

I guess Mu Sen said something to him after he went back just now.

Now it seems that the identity of the "personal disciple" of the Supreme Elder of Qingmumen is really useful if it can be not exposed.

Yue Lin remained silent and didn't speak.

Zhou Ting slapped the face all the time, and the force of his attack became stronger and stronger.

Originally, he was slapped in the face several times in the afternoon and was slapped like a pig's head. Now, with the slap at this time, he has completely lost his shape.

"Okay, stand up and talk."

After nearly a cup of tea, Yue Lin spoke up.

Zhou Ting stopped slapping himself, but did not stand up, and breathed a sigh of relief: "In front of the immortal master, the young man was still kneeling and talking freely."

"It's up to you." Yue Lin responded without comment, picked up the newly poured tea and took a sip: "Do you have anything else to do when you come to me?"

"Well, I heard that the immortal master is very interested in various metals. The young man has a small family and has a few metal minerals. As long as the immortal master is attracted to it, the young man should serve it with both hands!"

After Zhou Ting finished speaking, he looked at Yue Lin's face carefully. Seeing that he had no unhesitation expression, he was happy. He quickly lowered his head and continued: "Also, the little family is also a small connection in Beicang Mansion. If the immortal master has anything to do in the future, the Zhou family should hold the horse and hold it to the horse and work hard!"

"Yeah?" Yue Lin snorted softly.

After brushing it, Zhou Ting's forehead was immediately covered with a layer of fine cold sweat, and he explained in a panic: "Immortal Master, what a noble identity is the Immortal Master. How dare you defile the Immortal Master's hands in some small things in the world? The little one, the little one, is willing to be a lackey under the Immortal Master..."

"Okay, I understand." Yue Lin nodded, changed into a slightly gentle tone and said, "Don't kneel straight there, get up and talk."

Zhou Ting then stood up carefully, and stood beside him with his eyebrows down.

Yue Lin thought about it and said, "I really have something I need to do now."

"The immortal master finally didn't care about my mistakes and had to do my business..."
Chapter completed!