The Jade Emperor Told Me to Live-stream!

"Wocao, what's the situation?"

Mo Ming's first reaction was that the shopkeepers who were bombed yesterday came to the door.

However, he immediately rejected this idea, because there were many shops that were bombed yesterday. If these people come to the door, the first thing that should be alarmed is Yan Buping, followed by his stepmother Yan Ningxue.

And his supernatural stepmother will block everything!

That is how the matter?

Mo Ming got up and went out, pushed open the courtyard door, and saw several horsemen driving two carriages, under the guidance of the servants, passing in front of his courtyard.

There were a lot of things on those carriages, covered with black curtains, and it was impossible to see what was on them.

"Hey, isn't this a great brother? Why do you get up so early today?"

Just when Mo Ming was wondering, the youngest son of the Yan Family Patriarch, Yan Shaoan, the second youngest of the Yan Family, walked over from behind the team with a look of sleepiness.

This guy squinted his eyes, with a drop of shit hanging from the corner of his eye, yawning after yawning, his voice was weak, and he knew he hadn't woken up yet.

"What is this?"

Mo Ming pointed to the two carriages.

"What else can it be? Medicine!"

"For whom?"

"my brother."

"Your brother is dying?"

"You are dying!"

Yan Shaoan glared at Mo Ming and explained:

"Isn't Nanling Mansion going to be new? This is the elixir and spiritual material my father collected for my brother. They were all obtained at a large price. When I come back, I will ask the master of alchemy to refine my brother's vitality. , The spirit pill to improve cultivation!"

"The panacea of ​​the two big carriages, tusk, it's really big and big! If you give it to me, I can go to Nanling Mansion too!"

Mo Ming shook his head and said with emotion, in this world, rich people can do whatever they want!

"Don't dream, this time there will be one place. My old brother is bound to get it, and my father cannot allow others to grab it from my old brother. I advise you not to talk nonsense, otherwise things will easily happen!"

Yan Shaoan's tone was a reminder. After speaking, he yawned sleepily:

"I won't tell you anymore, I have to go back and get some sleep!"

Having said that, he rubbed his eyes that were hard to open and walked away.

"Tut, tut, tut, tut, tut, tut..."

Looking at the two carriages going away, Mo Ming shook his head. It was exactly as Yan Qingcheng expected. Yan Buping really did not hesitate to let Yan Qingming enter Nanling Mansion!

Actually, think about it. Although Yan Qingcheng is known as the first genius girl of Yunzhou's younger generation, he is not Yan Buping's daughter after all.

He himself is the head of the Yan family, but his son can't be the first in the family. His face is blank!

If Yan Qingming can enter Nanling Mansion, it will be of great benefit to Yan Qingming's own future, to the face of the head of his family, or to the future of the Yan family. It will be three birds with one stone!

It is foreseeable that in the last two months, there will continue to be such carriages for transporting elixir and grass into Yan Mansion.

Who made Yan Qingming a rich second-generation? He has a rich dad and has no worries about resources!

"Oh, you said it's great to be rich! I want to be rich, and I play that way too!"

Mo Ming was really relieved to see competitors fighting so hard!

To pretend to be forced, you have to find such a strong opponent. If you find a young man like Yan Shaoan to be your opponent, how boring?

What Mo Ming likes to do is to beat others in the field where they are best!Although this is cheap...

Yan House, Medicine Library

"Seal all these things with the'Spirit Seal' to prevent the leakage of spiritual power, and seal them separately in a warehouse. It will be easy to get in the future!"

After personally inspecting all the spiritual materials, Yan Buping nodded, greeted the neighbors and put the spiritual medicine into the warehouse.

Yan Jiahu lives in Yunzhou, with a large family and a large number of talented people. All projects in the family are dedicated to talents in various fields. According to reason, he, the head of the family, does not need to worry about such trivial matters.

However, this time is different. These boxes of spiritual materials are related to his beloved son, Yan Qingming's future, and also to the face of his Patriarch.

Therefore, this batch of spiritual materials, from the initial demand order, to the subsequent inspection and selection, to the final escort, is handled by the owner himself!

Among this batch of elixir, some he personally took people to dig in the steep and deep mountains, and some he personally went to the drug store, the black market and other places to order...

Now that we have finally made it together, it can be regarded as a person who pays off!

Yan Buping walked to the side of an old man in Tsing Yi, and said, "I don't know when my husband can start the furnace and make blood pills for my son?"

This old man in Tsing Yi was about fifty years old. He had a beautiful face with a white beard and his chest. Hearing what Yan Buping said, he slowly shook his head and said:

"It's not time yet, it's still not the main medicine!"

"Mister said, could it be that 800-year-old'scapula'?"

"Yes, the ox is a savage beast, full of blood and vigor, far surpassing ordinary beasts, monsters, and spirit beasts. It can swallow fossils for 300 years, cross mountains and broken mountains in 500 years, and roar at broken mountains and rivers in 800 years. Most people in the world think that the essence of its blood is in the double horns of its head, but in fact it is in its shoulder blades!"

The old man in Tsing Yi walked to the entrance of the hall and said quietly: "If this main medicine is missing, then all these magic medicines will be meaningless."

"The eight hundred-year-old oxen should have bred a primitive bone!" A light flashed in Yan Buping's eyes. At this moment, he seemed to have made some decision.

But when he heard his words, the old man in Tsing Yi was surprised:

"Brother Yan, are you trying to make Qingming..."

"Yes, after Qingming leaves the barrier, it should be moving to the Seventh Heaven, and it's time to prepare some attacking methods for him!"

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"We people, I'm so happy today, roar!"

"We people, I'm so happy today!"

"We people, I'm so happy today!"

...

After breakfast, Mo Ming hummed a little tune all the way, and came to Sanyang Street, which was almost ruined. Today is a good day for him!

Look at Yan Qingming, there is a rich dad who wants any spiritual resources. With just one word, Yan Buping is ready!

How could he be like him? I want to get some resources for practice, but I'm pretending to be coercive and cheating, and I use my face and reputation to make money.

Alas, the dignified heavenly fairy soldiers have fallen to this point. It is really sad for those who hear it, and tears for the listeners!

But there is no way, the path of spiritual practice does not rely on yourself, who does it rely on?

Do you rely on his father?

Forget it, let him alone!

Finally, a little sheep came to the door, can he not get excited?!

The bright morning sun shines on the earth, making people feel a little more sunshine.

Of course, in the whole Sanyang Street, Mo Ming is the only one who can feel the sunshine!

Early in the morning, Sanyang Street was full of busy figures, some carrying stone shoulders, and some holding wooden stakes, making noisy noises, and the guys in their hands made "dang" and "dang" sounds from time to time.

These people were either the workers who were invited to pave the road or the owners of the shops that were bombed.

From a distance, Mo Ming saw a young man standing under the poplar tree at the entrance of the street...