Mo Bai was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Huang Wanwan to make such a request.
"Brother Zhao, what do you think?" Huang Wanwan asked.
"This." Mo Bai hesitated. Did not speak.
Huang Wanwan saw Mo Bai hesitate, thinking that Mo Bai was thinking about the conditions of worship in the Yellow Mansion, and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I will be worshipping in the Huang Mansion, and I will never treat you badly. Brother Zhao, look at the three in a year. How about a hundred middle-grade spirit stones?"
Three hundred middle-grade spirit stones a year are equivalent to 3,000 lower-grade spirit stones, which is a big deal for the monks in the foundation-building period. Although Mo Bai had not had time to collect the spirit stone in Yunhemen after he entered the foundation building period, he knew that it was definitely not as high as the price given by Huang Wanwan in front of him.
However, Mo Bai is a monk with a heavier social habit, which may be related to his experience growing up since childhood. Even if his stay in Yunhemen was not too long, and he had been calculated by the elders in the sect, but he never thought of leaving Yunhemen. What's more, none of the news received now is beneficial to Yunhemen, and he will not leave at this time.
"Brother Zhao, what do you think?" Huang Baiwan hurriedly asked when Mo Bai had been silent all the time.
Mo Bai glanced at Huang Wanwan, clasped his fists in both hands, and said to him: "I'm really sorry, I can't accept this post of worship."
"Why is this?" This time it was Huang Wanwan's look in amazement. In his opinion, Mo Bai would at least understand him, and only answer after what the service of Huang Mansion is to do. But he didn't expect that Mo Bai rejected him directly.
Immediately, Huang Wanwan's face became gloomy. If Zhao Yuan feels that the price is not enough, he can put it forward, and this can be discussed. But now he refuses directly. This makes him faceless.
But after all, he is a scheming man, and said to Mo Bai: "Do you think about it, my Huangfu's worship is not something everyone can do."
"No need." Mo Bai shook his head lightly, and said lightly. He already felt Huang Wanwan's gaze looking at him, like a blade.
But Mo Bai was not a young child who had just debuted. At any rate, he was also a foundation-building monk, sitting there without fear, waiting for Huang Wanwan's further actions.
For a while, the air in the meeting room of the Huang Mansion seemed to be frozen, and the two foundation-building monks standing behind Huang Wanwan had already put their hands on the storage bags around their waists.
Seeing Mo Bai's self-assured expression, Huang Wanwan's face was uncertain. In this "Jingcheng", except for Old Monster Jing, no one would give him a slight face, but the person in front of him didn't know what was good or bad. Just when his right hand was about to be raised, suddenly, his expression moved and his eyes flashed. The right hand that had just been raised stopped in the air, and it didn't fall for a long time.
The two foundation-building monks who were just about to do their work behind him looked at each other, wondering what Huang Wanwan wanted to do.
Huang Wanwan pondered for a while, put his hand down gently, and then sighed: "Brother Zhao, since you don't want to, then I won't force it. So, I have a little wine in the mansion, we might as well have a drink, you and me Acquaintance can also be regarded as a good bond."
This time it was Mo Bai's turn to be puzzled, he was waiting for the other party to do it first. Although he was not sure to kill the two foundation-building cultivators, it was not a big problem to escape, as he said, he was chased and ran every time. Just run, and experience will come out.
In fact, Mo Bai's hands hidden in his sleeves had already pinched his hands. Ready to flash people at any time.
"This, don't need it, I thank Lao Huang for his kindness." Mo Bai stood up, looked at him and said, "Being here will not hinder Lao Huang's time. Let me leave now."
"Hey, I'm not busy. Huang Mansion rarely has guests. Besides, I said just now, there is a banquet in Huang Mansion tonight, you can't help but come." Huang Wanwan's expression is deep. Said softly. But his tone is not as soft as his voice.
Seeing Huang Wanwan's stinky face about to be up again, Mo Bai pondered for a while, and said: "Then since Mr. Huang insists on doing this, then it's better to be respectful than to follow his fate. I'm going to disturb Mr. Huang tonight."
On other people's turf, Mo Bai would naturally not be too excessive. Now that Huang Wanwan has already given in, he has to give Huang Wanwan a step down, otherwise he may turn his face at any time.
"Well, you can go and rest first. When the banquet begins, someone will invite you over." Huang Wanwan sighed and shouted, "Come here."
"Master, what's your order." A green shirt servant hurried in from the door and said.
"Take him to the wing to rest." Huang Wanwan pointed to Mo Bai, who was sitting at the top, and said to the little servant in the green shirt.
"Yes, sir." The little servant in Qingshan turned around and said to Mo Bai: "This hero, please come with me."
Mo Bai smiled bitterly, arched his hand at Huang Wanwan, and said, "Then you will step back first."
"Go." Huang Wanwan finished speaking, and walked away without even turning his head.
Mo Bai was taken aback, then shook his head. Although he was also a monk during the foundation period, his resume in the secular world was still a bit worse. So he can't figure out what kind of attitude Huang Million is. What exactly does this Huang million want to do
Followed by the Qingshan servant who walked round and round in the Huang Mansion for a long time, he came to a wing room. The little servant in Qingshan opened the door of the wing and said to Mo Bai: "This hero, you should rest first. If you need anything, please ask the little one."
Mo Bai kept his mind in mind, did not say much, just nodded to him, and said: "Okay, you go down first." After speaking, Mo Bai stepped into the wing.
However, Mo Bai still kept an eye on it. Before entering the wing, he used his spiritual sense to visit him, but he didn't find anything wrong.
He closed the door and looked up. It was a very elegant small wing room with sandalwood curls. But Mo Bai is not very particular about this. Looking for an open space, he sat down cross-legged.
Regardless of Huang Wanwan's purpose, he still has to be very careful.
But Mo Bai didn't plan to escape like this, because he walked along the way and felt that the guards of the Yellow Mansion were extremely strict, and there was always a monk lurking in the dark behind him.
Mo Bai arranged the wing of the "Fish Scale Formation". He didn't want to be broken into at any time, and he had no defense at all. Compared to before, he is now much more cautious in doing things.
Mo Bai chose two magical artifacts in the storage ring, one was a medium-grade defensive magical loess pearl. Aroused by aura, a solid earth-based defense cover can be quickly formed around the body. One is the high-grade magical artifact spirit spider web. This web is made from the spider silk spit out by a thousand-year spirit spider. It can instantly unfold this web and trap people. In any case, it cannot be broken free.
Both of these artifacts were left by Mu Hui. Although Mu Hui's storage ring has a lot of space inside, there are many items in it. But Judging from Mo Bai's current eyes, it wasn't something rare. The magical artifacts he left were few and pitiful, and Mo Bai had no choice but to choose these two magical artifacts. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)