Suddenly, a pretty girl stood in the corner of Bailian Pavilion. She was wearing white clothes and a white skirt. She had an elegant manner, a pretty face, and a look of strangeness and uncertainty in her beautiful eyes. It was Fang, the little aunt of the Fang family.

Seedlings.

The old man looked sideways slightly and nodded, as if he had already discovered the girl. There was no surprise. He looked at Fang Buhui, waiting for Fang Buhui's response.

"Since senior is Fang Qing's friend, please invite senior to come in and talk."

Fang Buhui's eyes were full of surprise and confusion. He glanced at his little niece who was standing pretty, but did not object to Fang Xiaomiao's actions. He immediately bowed slightly to the old man and invited him in to talk.

The old man followed Fang Buhui to the back of Bailian Pavilion and entered the small living room of Bailian Pavilion. The guests and hosts were seated. Fang Xiaomiao poured tea in person and entertained the old man with Ming ginseng tea. Fang Buhui was even more surprised. In his heart

I am puzzled. Could it be that Fang Xiaomiao knows this mysterious old man?

"Senior please!"

Fang Xiaomiao looked at the old man calmly and generously, without any restraint. She was like a goddess descending into the world, and her words and deeds were like a general's, which made the old man nod.

"Good tea! This tea is made from Minghuangcao and stir-fried with yellow ginseng roots. It should be meant to clarify one's mind and nature, right?"

The old man just took a sip of the bright yellow tea and immediately revealed the special smell in the tea, which surprised Fang Buhui. They had entertained many masters with Mingshen tea. At the Kaitai Alliance Conference, this tea was widely used

, is loved by many monks, but few can tell about the special vegetation used to make tea.

"Dare you ask me your senior's name?" Fang Buhui asked the old man's name.

"I, Mu Yunyan, am a casual cultivator."

The old man glanced at Fang Buhui and said his name, which filled Fang Xiaomiao's beautiful big eyes with strangeness. Her delicate hands trembled slightly, as if she was shocked by the name Mu Yunyan.

Fang Buhui didn't seem to notice anything strange about Fang Xiaomiao. He nodded and remembered the old man's name. The old man glanced at Fang Xiaomiao intentionally or unintentionally, showing an even more mysterious smile.

"Senior Mu, you just said that you want to find a job in our Bailian Pavilion. I wonder what level your alchemy skills have reached?"

Fang Buhui was a little careless and still didn't notice the difference between the old man and Fang Xiaomiao. He told what Mu Changqing had said before and started talking to Mu Changqing about the matter.

"I am able to refine the best yellow grade elixir. I wonder if my little Taoist friend's Bailian Pavilion needs my help?" Mu Yunyan said with a smile.

"Xiao Miao, what do you think?"

Fang Buhui did not immediately answer Mu Changqing's words. He turned to look at Fang Xiaomiao who didn't know what he was thinking, and wanted to ask Fang Xiaomiao for his opinion.

"Uncle Buhui, since your senior is a top-notch alchemist of the Huang rank, our Bailian Pavilion certainly needs your help. It is our honor that Senior Mu can come to our Bailian Pavilion to refine alchemy."

Fang Xiaomiao was uncharacteristically speaking, and she spoke in a meaningful way, which made Fang Buhui feel a little weird. Something was wrong with Fang Xiaomiao today. Could it be because of Fang Qing?

It's very possible that that little bastard walked away and handed over such a big thing like Bailian Pavilion to a girl. When the girl was tired, she would mutter a few words from time to time and blame that little bastard Fang Qing.

The old man looked at Fang Xiaomiao with a smile, his eyes full of admiration. Based on his experience, he could see that Fang Xiaomiao's physique was extraordinary, which made him even more curious about the Fang family and Bailian Pavilion.

"Well, I'll ask Senior Mu to give me some advice on this little niece. As for Senior's reward, how about ten low-grade spiritual stones per month?"
Chapter completed!