Chaos Emperor System

Ye Hao completed the task of killing Jiaolong, but he was bored all the way, so he entered the task system to see if there were any other side tasks.

His eyes were constantly browsing through the task list, and suddenly he saw a task that was refining elixir, and he took it without thinking.

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for accepting the task of refining the Nine Heavens Fire Spirit Pill, please complete it within three days, otherwise the task will fail."

Ye Hao looked at the alchemy formula in his mind, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "The alchemy of the system should not be difficult!"

"Master, don't underestimate the Nine Heavens Fire Spirit Pill, the refining process is extremely difficult." The system reminded Ye Hao after hearing what Ye Hao said.

Ye Hao frowned slightly after reading the contents of the elixirs, "It seems that the medicinal materials for refining elixirs are a bit difficult to find, it seems that it will take some effort."

"Master, there is a big city ahead, you can go there to see if there is anything you need."

"Hey, it's just what I want." Ye Hao looked at the majestic giant city not far away, with a knowing smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "System, can you help me find out where the elixir I need is in the city. "

"Sorry, the level is too low to fulfill the requirements of the host."

"What rubbish."

"What did you say?"

"" After finally giving birth to a spiritual wisdom, I thought it would be of great use, but it turned out that this didn't work, and that didn't work, what is it if it's not rubbish? "Ye Hao found that sometimes, the system should be stimulated.

"That's not because your strength is too weak, otherwise the entire Chaos Realm is yours!"

...

Qingshan Empire, Xianyun Pavilion.

Yu Wenmu's courtyard is much deserted than before, all because of the orders of Yu Wenshu, who has recently become the young master of Xianyun Pavilion.

Yu Wenshu not only removed all the guards around Yu Wenmu, but also asked the exiled immortal to bring two altars of good wine to visit Yu Wenmu from time to time. It was called visiting, but it was actually monitoring.

Today, as usual, the Banished Immortal carried two jugs of good wine and walked into Yu Wenmu's study without knocking on the door.

At this time, Yu Wenmu was teaching the child Mutao to practice calligraphy. After the Immortal Banished saw this scene after entering the door, he couldn't help laughing.

Mu Tao, who was practicing calligraphy, threw away the brush and looked angrily at the exiled immortal: "What are you laughing at?"

The exiled immortal found a place to sit down at random, put the wine on the wooden table, and said unhurriedly: "It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous, a blind man has the nerve to teach others how to write, can you see me? "

"Bad Immortal, shut up."

Mu Tao patted the table angrily, and at the same time carefully looked at Yu Wenmu, seeing that there was nothing unusual, then continued: "I know there is nothing good about your coming. My son is not feeling well today, so you should go quickly."

The Banished Immortal sat on a chair, looked at the master and servant with a smile, and did not speak.

Yu Wenmu smiled indifferently, and said: "Everyone who comes is a guest, Mutao is not allowed to be rude, let's watch tea."

"Yes." Mu Tao obediently responded, and then brought a pot of tea.

The exiled immortal gently pushed away the tea that Mu Tao handed over, and said with a smile: "Don't bother Mr. Mu, Mr. Shu ordered me to bring two jugs of good wine, specially for Mr. Mu to taste."

Yu Wenmu sat on the chair indifferently, and said: "Thank you, Lord Banxian, for your troubles. I accept this intention. If Lord Banxian has nothing else to do, I'm a little tired, and I'm going to rest."

Afterwards, Mu Tao came to Yu Wenmu's side.

"Master Mu, wait a minute."

But the exiled immortal interrupted them, stood up, and slapped the wine on the table heavily on the desk in front of Yu Wenmu,

He said word by word: "Young master Shu said, this is good wine, you have to taste it in time, otherwise it won't taste good after that time."

"Exile immortal, you bully people too much!" Mu Tao couldn't help but feel wronged for her young master.

The Banished Immortal ignored him, and looked straight at Yu Wenmu.

Yu Wenmu smiled lightly, and said: "Mutao, go get the wine glass."

"Young Master?" Mu Tao didn't move, obviously unwilling.

"Mutao, don't you even listen to the young master? Go!"

"Yes, my son."

Yu Wenmu opened a jug of wine, smelled the aroma of the wine, and exclaimed: "It's really good wine."

Immediately, he poured a glass, drank it down, put the empty wine glass gently on the table, and said with a smile: "I, Yu Wenmu, have already drank this wine, and Master Banxian can go back to meet business."

Seeing that there was nothing unusual, the exiled immortal waved his sleeves and said, "I'm bothering Mr. Mu today, please leave."

"Mutao, see off the guests."

Mu Tao glanced at Yu Wenmu worriedly, saw him wave his hand, and then led the Banished Immortal out of the courtyard.

Just as the exiled immortal stepped out of the courtyard, Yu Wenmu put his finger on his throat, and with a wow, he vomited out the glass of wine he just drank.

At this time, a black shadow with a bronze mask came in front of Yu Wenmu.

Yu Wenmu asked in a normal tone: "Did you find out?"

That black shadow knelt on the ground and said respectfully: "I have found out, the reason for the advance of the Tianjie Conference is because Yuwenshu provoked it."

"Got it, how is he?"

"The news I got on the surface is that they are still staying in Tianyuan New City. In fact, they have already left the city. If there is no accident, they will appear at the Tianjie Conference after March."

"Is there any more?"

"Our people have been following. The place where they appeared recently is the Difei Mountains and killed a dragon."

"It's decent." Hearing this, Yu Wenmu had a smile on his pale face, and said, "Keep an eye on it, don't have any accidents."

"yes."

"My son, my son!"

At this time, Mutao's call came from outside the study, interrupting the conversation between the two.

Yu Wenmu waved his hand, and that figure quietly disappeared in the darkness in the corner of the house.

Yu Wenmu put away his smile and asked, "What's the matter, Mutao?"

Mu Tao hurried over, looked at the drink that Yu Wenmu had just spit out on the ground, and said with relief: "The wine brought by the exile must be poisonous, Mu Tao is afraid that something will happen to you."

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

"My lord, that Yuwen technique is so deceiving, is your lord going to sit and wait for death?"

"Come on, Mutao, I will teach you a new word today."

"Okay, okay."

So Mutao sat on the chair in the study, Yu Wenmu asked Mutao to hold the brush, and he grabbed Mutao's hand, and wrote the word "forbearance" heavily on the thin rice paper.

In Yu Wenshu's study room, the Banished Immortal knelt on the ground with a respectful face.

Yu Wenshu played with the dagger in his hand and asked softly: "Then Yu Wenmu has drunk the wine?"

"I drank it, I saw it with my own eyes."

"Very good!" Yuwenshu put the dagger in his hand heavily on the table, and sneered, "When Yuwenmu dies, I see who you, an old bastard, will hand over the position of pavilion master. If you want to give Xianyun If you hand it over to the blind man, then you have to see if I agree with the knife in my hand."