Capital City.

A city that was established only five years ago.

This is the political center of Wancheng Kingdom, with an important position, so it has developed extremely rapidly. In just five years, it has become a big city with a population of nearly one million.

In addition, due to its location in the intersection of multiple transportation routes, economic development is also extremely prosperous.

Taking a 20-seat medium-sized luxury high-speed turbojet "passenger plane", the Qianhong couple, as they gradually descended, looked at the city below and looked at the city below with a surprise.

"I felt it was small and broken when I came here last time. I didn't see you for a few years and it turned into another look."

Mei Qianhong sighed.

Ying Shiyu looked at several Lingyuan battleships floating above the city, changed course, controlled the plane to land, aimed at the airport runway north of the city, and landed slowly.

...

Egret Palace.

Zhou Ming, who was handling government affairs in the official room, listened to the secretary's report that his parents arrived, put down the pen in his hand and smiled slightly on his face.

"They are here."

"Hey, I've lived nearly four hundred years old, and I'm still like a child."

Zhou Ming shook his head, put down his official duties, and went to welcome and entertain him.

...

In the living room.

"Grandfather, grandma!" the grandchildren shouted.

"Hello, great-grandmother!" the great-grandmother also shouted obediently.

"Hello, good grandchildren!"

Mei Qianhong smiled and held a three-year-old great-grandson in her hand. She kissed him on the face and kissed him with a loving look on her face. She was very complaining in her heart. She had disappeared for three years and had grown up so many great-grandchildren. The number of great-grandchildren has increased by three or four. Not only did they miss their birth, but their relationship with their original grandchildren has become a little unfamiliar.

"It's all your fault for being a stubborn person." Mei Qianhong glared at Ying Shiyu not far away, and he pulled his grandson Zhang Jin aside, smiling, talking endlessly, and saying something tempting.

Zhang Jinze shook his head with a reluctant expression on his face.

"Mother, you are here." Zhou Ming walked into the living room and saw the happy scene of his parents and his descendants. He smiled slightly and came over to say hello.

"son……"

Mei Qianhong turned her head and looked, her face suddenly became stunned and her voice cords were choked.

He walked to his son, reached out to stroke his face twice, and two tears rolled down: "Son, you are old, you are older, you are older than before, and you have a lot more white hair than last time."

Zhou Ming was nearly sixty years old at this time, but due to overwork in recent years, he has become much older than before.

There are more wrinkles on the face.

His temples are gray and his hair accounts for one-third.

Compared with three years ago, it was almost the same two people.

Thinking of his son's identity as a mortal, his cultivation level that has been stagnant will not exceed a hundred years of life. He may have left by himself first. Mei Qianhong was heartbroken and blamed herself very much.

The biggest regret in life is separation from life and death. Immortals have a long lifespan and forget their emotions and desires, but it does not mean that they really have no feelings.

Facing the scene where the person who is closest may leave, and when the black-haired person may send off the white-haired person, Mei Qianhong suddenly felt a little panic in her heart.

And I was extremely reluctant to let go.

I was even thinking of ways to extend my son's life span.

"It's okay, mom, don't cry, I'm still in good health."

Zhou Ming gave her a comforting smile, took out a piece of paper from her pocket, and wiped the corners of her eyes.

Ying Shiyu, who was standing beside him, was stunned for a moment and turned his head aside again.

...

It took several days in a row.

In the environment surrounded by descendants, the couple, who enjoyed the joy of family, had basically disappeared.

Especially at the dining table, from the cold face and silent words to the beginning of speaking, to the answer to Zhou Ming's words, you can see that his mouth is still hard, but his attitude has obviously softened.

So that day Zhou Ming specially called him to the study room and chatted with him for a while.

"Boy, what are you looking for me? Tell me if you have anything to say, I have something else."

Ying Shiyu said with her hands behind her back and tilted her neck.

"Of course it's about the merging elixir. I can sell this elixir to my father in bulk to your Feiying Sect." Zhou Ming smiled and said.

“Oh~”

Ying Shiyu's heart moved. This kid let go so easily and offered to sell the divine pill to him. Two days ago, he was thinking about how to ask him to speak.

"Well, how to sell it? How many spiritual coins are there?"

With the uninterrupted amount of drug taken by those students studying abroad, the price of Rongling Pill should not be very expensive.

But it won't be very cheap either. After all, in his eyes, the merging spirit pill is simply amazing and surprising.

"Not expensive, 5,000 spirit coins per bottle, 100 pills per bottle." Zhou Ming said.

"So cheap?"

The yastone jade was surprised. It was too cheap. Each bottle of five thousand spirit coins is 100 pills per bottle, 360 days a year, the dosage is not more than four bottles, and the total expense is not more than 20,000 spirit coins.

For 20,000 spirit coins, the disciples of Feiying Sect can earn in one month after going down the mountain to work or serve on the Lingyuan battleship.

What's more, as the "protective alliance" of Wancheng Kingdom, Feiyun Mountain enjoys the annual allocation of 50 million spiritual coins from the Ministry of Finance of Wancheng Kingdom, which is quite large... This is also the reason why Ying Shiyu has repeatedly thought of expelling disciples of the overseas study school, but in the end she didn't do that.

After being offended by Wan Cheng Kingdom, Feiyun Mountain immediately entered the primitive society.

"Yes." Zhou Ming nodded, "It's not just cheap, but it doesn't limit the number of purchases. You can buy as much as you want."

What?

Buy as much as you want. Are you doing wholesale sugar beans?

Ying Shiyu was surprised, but a word came from his ear:

"However, the Rongling Pill can be sold to you, but you have to promise me a condition. If you cannot agree to this condition, the Rongling Pill will not be sold to you."

condition?

Are there any conditions?

Ying Shiyu frowned and said, "What are the conditions, let's talk about it."

"Carry some rectification of Feiyun Mountain, clean up a group of black sheep in Feiying Sect that despise national laws and commit repeated crimes, and completely reverse the unhealthy trends and evil spirits within Feiying Sect."

Zhou Ming said, facing the bookshelf, slowly pulling out a thick book.

"A bastard! My Feiying Sect is pure, how can I get rid of the sheep? Why are there evil and evil? As an outsider, what qualifications are you to interfere in the internal affairs of my Feiying Sect?"

Ying Shiyu was furious and looked at the back of the brat, and even wanted to slap him to death with one palm.

"There is no real evidence. I'm so full that I'm so involved in your Feiying Sect's affairs? The cases in this investigation file are true. You can see how many good things your precious disciples have done over the years?"

Zhou Ming threw the files in his hand expressionlessly into Yingshiyu's hand.

After taking the file, I looked around a few pages. All the words "theft", "killing", "picking and supplementing" were attracted by the words "stolen", and many very familiar names of personal disciples. Yingshiyu felt unbelievable and could not accept it. She tore the files to pieces and shouted, "Fake, all made up, they are made up! How could my disciples of Yingshiyu be so unworthy? Most of them practiced in the cave with peace of mind. How could they have so much skill to go to the mortal world to do so many bad things?"

He pointed at Zhou Ming and said, "Enough, you're enough! If you don't want to sell the Rong Ling Pill, just say it directly, there's no need to frame my disciples!"

"I'm so idle that I'm going to frame them!"

Zhou Ming said coldly: "If you don't believe it, my special Public Security Bureau can bring witnesses and victims here to accept your inquiries. You can also call your disciples over and confront them in person to see if they are innocent?"

"I tell you that the archive records only a few cases they committed, and there may be much more that are not recorded!"

Ying Shiyu covered his ears and walked straight out the door, "I don't listen, I won't buy Rongling Pill anymore. Don't you want to use this to interfere in the internal affairs of my Feiying Sect!"

"Do you want your Feiying Sect to be completely destroyed by your disciples?"

Zhou Ming's voice came from behind.

"What does that have to do with you?"

Ying Shiyu turned around and stared at him.

"I am a mortal, and at most I will live for twenty or thirty years. When I die, Feiying Sect will continue this style. Do you think Wancheng Kingdom will be so polite to Feiying Sect?"

Zhou Ming's words made Ying Shiyu's face stunned and the man was fixed there.

die?

Why did this kid suddenly say that he died?

Zhou Ming walked over with a serious expression: "Wan Chengguo is ruled by law. The first country will be renewed for one term in five years, and will be re-elected at most once. But I am old and do not plan to be re-elected. After resigning from the first position of the first country, if the successor knows the misconduct of the Feiying Sect disciples, how do you think he will deal with it?"

"Now the Wancheng Kingdom army is equipped with more than 100 Lingyuan battleships. You are just an immortal with the cultivation level of the Gudan stage. What can you use to resist the bombardment of hundreds of cannons?"

Seeing Ying Shiyu wanting to refute, Zhou Ming pushed him back with a word, leaving him silent.
To be continued...