Regardless of whether it is Feng Shui or other industries, their own secret techniques or professional knowledge are privately owned. How can anyone directly inquire about such secrets? To put it bluntly, this is tantamount to commercial espionage.

Especially in the Feng Shui sect, if someone dares to come to Xuanji Sect to steal art, then everyone in Xuanji Sect will treat him as a mortal enemy. The problem Wang Shouyan heard now is not much different from stealing art. Perhaps the difference lies in confronting him directly.

If you ask, you are even more welcome.

Priest Qiuye scolded directly: "Shut up!"

Seeing that his uncle seemed really angry, Wang Shouyan shut his mouth immediately, but his eyes still stayed on Qiao Muyue, hoping that the other party would answer his question.

However, Qiao Muyue just raised her head and glanced at Wang Shouyan, and then continued to concentrate on stirring the things in front of her.

Wang Shouyan frowned and prepared to take a step forward to observe carefully. However, as soon as he took a step forward, he suddenly felt his body being hit by someone. Suddenly he felt as if a wall had fallen on him. Severe pain hit him and made him take several steps back.

, and suddenly fell to the ground.

He endured the severe pain and looked at the extra wall of people in front of him. It was Xiao Ziwu, the captain of the Blade Hunting Team and the heir of the Xiao family.

At this time, Xiao Ziwu frowned and looked at him with a very unkind look on his face: "This is the temporary warehouse of the Blade Hunting Team. Who allowed you to come here? Do you have the consent of the superiors?"

Wang Shouyan's breath was stagnant. In other departments, as the leader of the special incident handling team, he had special rights and could even override other departments. But in front of the Hunting Blade Team, his privileges were a complete joke, because others did not understand them at all.

Pay attention to him.

Especially Xiao Ziwu, he is the next generation heir of the Xiao family and will not give him face at all.

Seeing that Wang Shouyan was silent, Xiao Ziwu snorted coldly: "Get out of the warehouse in three seconds, or I will arrest you directly for stealing the secrets of the Hunting Blade Team."

Wang Shouyan suddenly felt a strong aura pressing down on him, making him want to refute, but his thoughts were so confused that he couldn't find the words to refute.

Taoist priest Qiuye had already walked over at this time and said to Xiao Ziwu: "Captain Xiao, I'm really sorry. I didn't think carefully enough and brought him here. However, we also considered the follow-up cooperation and wanted to know about it in advance...

"

Priest Qiuye quickly gave an explanation, but Xiao Ziwu ignored him completely and stared at Wang Shouyan with such condescending aura that Priest Qiuye didn't know what to say for a moment.

The scene fell into a brief silence for a while, and Wang Shouyan also calmed down. He stood up slowly and prepared to exit. At least he could not have a head-on conflict with Xiao Ziwu, otherwise it would be his own fault no matter where he went.

But at this time Qiao Muyue spoke: "Ziwu! Bring the bullet!"

The tense atmosphere immediately dissipated with these words, and Priest Qiuye and Wang Shouyan felt that the pressure was gone, as if the substantive oppression just now was an illusion.

Xiao Ziwu turned around and carried the bullet to Qiao Muyue. At this time, he discovered that the black dog blood and peach wood powder turned into something sticky and cement-like.

Qiao Muyue wiped the sweat from her forehead. It was too laborious to stir this kind of thing, but the effect looked good.

"The blood of a ten-year-old black dog combined with a hundred-year-old peach wood powder is already the most yang thing. Later I will lend the yang energy of heaven and earth to it. Then the thing inside can definitely kill many Yin spirits and

Evil Spirit, later you can apply these on the bullet's warhead, and it can be used as a bullet to break the evil spirit..."

Qiao Muyue explained it to Xiao Ziwu.

Although Xiao Ziwu didn't understand the yang energy of heaven and earth or the endowment, he knew exactly what Qiao Muyue meant, so he nodded simply.

Only then did Qiao Muyue have time to look at Wu Laosi beside her. Seeing that there was already a thick layer of red writing on Wu Laosi's side, she walked over slowly: "How many copies have been written?"

Wu Laosi stopped writing and answered directly: "Ninety-nine copies, now this is one hundred copies..."

Qiao Muyue nodded, that's almost enough. You don't need a lot of this red cloth charm, it's not a one-time consumable.

"You can stop after writing one hundred copies."

Wu Laosi breathed out. With these 100 copies, he had initially mastered the rune. He could even feel the spiritual power of heaven and earth beginning to surge towards the rune. He felt that it would be possible to make it as long as he practiced it a hundred more times.

I have a spell, but I don’t know what it does.

At this time, Taoist Master Qiuye walked up to Qiao Muyue and said with an apologetic expression: "I'm really sorry, Master Qiao. My nephew is just too reckless. He didn't mean to offend you, he just has this temper."

Qiao Muyue nodded slightly. She didn't want to say anything more about Wang Shouyan. After all, they wouldn't have any interactions with him in the future.

Seeing that Qiao Muyue had no intention of pursuing the matter, Taoist Master Qiuye breathed a sigh of relief, then turned back and glared at Wang Shouyan, motioning for him to come over and apologize.

However, Wang Shouyan had just lost face, and now he didn't look at his uncle at all, and just stood there, making Priest Qiuye feel depressed for a while.

Priest Qiuye thought to himself, if the senior brother knew that this apprentice was so neglectful of Master Qiao, he would expel him from the school. After all, the senior brother still wants to cooperate with Master Qiao.

Qiao Muyue didn't care about the interaction between the uncle and the nephew in Xuanji Sect. At this time, she had already begun to adjust her breath to prepare for the next step. Whether she could succeed or not depended on this step.

Taoist Master Qiuye also discovered Qiao Muyue's thoughts at this time. He hesitated whether to go out. Xiao Ziwu and others were ordinary people. Even if they read Master Qiao's secret method, they would not understand its meaning, but he and his nephew were

In the field of Feng Shui, watching someone at such a close distance is tantamount to peeking into someone else's secrets, which is a very offensive behavior.

But he was unwilling to quit because he felt that many things about Master Qiao were lost and he really wanted to learn. Therefore, Akiba Daochang suddenly fell into a conflict.

Wu Laosi brought a hundred copies of the red cloth runes to Qiao Muyue. He didn't bother him and just waited quietly.

Almost fifteen minutes had passed, and Qiao Muyue opened her eyes. Now that her condition had recovered, she glanced at the large vat of dog-blood mahogany powder and a large pile of red cloth runes in front of her, took a deep breath, and then took out

A yellow talisman flashed, and then his face straightened, and the temperature of the entire warehouse rose in vain.

Everyone in the warehouse was stunned. Before they could react, Qiao Muyue said, "Those who are in poor health should leave first."

Xiao Ziwu didn't move. Everyone else looked at each other and made no extra moves, because in their opinion, quitting now would be equivalent to admitting that they are not in good health. How embarrassing would that be?

Including Wang Shouyan also thought so.

On the contrary, Priest Qiuye looked happy. Master Qiao's words meant that he could actually stay and watch.

So he no longer cares about what Qiao Muyue said about people with poor health withdrawing.
Chapter completed!