The discussion led by Mu Xiaolei was very lively. Ding Fan seriously suspected that it would not end at seven o'clock in the evening, so he called several Taoist priests and set off in two groups.

Along the way, Ding Fan and Lan Yaoshi returned to Fuyunju.

Taoist Priest Yuansheng and Taoist Donglin rushed directly to the underground palace.

It was dark, but the magic circle flashed with light, illuminating everyone's smiling faces. It was a success!

Whoosh!

Taoist Priest Yuansheng and Taoist Donglin were teleported from the underground palace. They looked excited and raised their hands to Ding Fan: "Congratulations, leader, the formation has been successfully deployed!"

Ding Fan smiled, waved his hand and said: "It's just a magic circle. After all, we are also the leader of the alliance. If we spread the word, it will make people laugh."

No!

Taoist Master Dong Lin straightened up seriously and said seriously: "There may be magic circles elsewhere in the world, but they are difficult to compare with the leader's. It can accommodate at least five people teleporting at a time and can also carry items, which is really rare. Furthermore, the leader is very young.

We have a bright future, who dares to compete?"

Taoist Priest Yuansheng held back his laughter. In terms of flattering masters, Donglin was number one and deservedly so.

To talk about breaking the sky is to build a magic circle.

After that, Ding Fan told Lan Yaoshi and his wife that it was the critical moment for alchemy, and the Xuyun Cauldron was usually placed in the magic circle. If there was an emergency, it would be moved immediately without delay.

Just as he was talking, there was the sound of the door opening. At this time, Ye Ducking should have returned from get off work.

"Sister Ye's cooking skills are great, let's have dinner together tonight." Ding Fan invited with a smile.

Dong Lin and Taoist Priest Yuansheng looked at each other and declined politely.

"Alliance leader, we appeared in Fuyunju out of thin air. If someone with an intention notices anything unusual, the secret of the magic circle will be exposed." Taoist Priest Yuansheng said cautiously.

"Sister Ye is not an outsider, let alone one of us who arrived home first." Ding Fan disagreed.

"I don't know how many people come in and out of this building in a day. I'd better go back." Taoist priest Dong Lin also meant the same thing.

Ding Fan nodded and did not press any further: "Thank you both."

During dinner, the two Taoist priests returned to Fengwu Jiutian Hotel, but there was Leng Linger, who also occupied a seat. The tableware placed in front of them was filled with food transformed by Yin Qi.

Wu Yahuan was very disdainful of this, but did not dare to show it.

After finally finishing his meal, he wanted to say a few words to Ding Fan, but he received another call and went back to his room.

Wu Yahuan sighed slightly, hoping that Ding Fan would succeed, but now he was so busy that he couldn't talk to him under the same roof.

The call Ding Fan received was from Ling Zifeng.

"Xiaofan, Shunqi is naturally the second protector of the Tiandi Chamber of Commerce. You already know this, right?" Ling Zifeng asked.

"Yes, this Mr. He is impatient and has already spoken to me." Ding Fan chuckled.

"Be more careful. Now, I no longer have permission to view tasks."

"I will. Brother Ling, now that you are suspended, will you be in any other danger?"

"Not for the time being, the treatment has not changed." Ling Zifeng added: "Shunqi will naturally give me some face. He is quite patient, but he comes with a mission and will take action in the short term. Xiao

Fan, you should pay more attention to yourself."

"Well, I have arranged for someone to keep an eye on him."

"Those people you arranged are useless. However, Mu Xiaolei may be able to help you."

Ding Fan thought for a moment and quickly thanked him: "Thank you, Brother Ling, for your advice."

"Xiaofan, I sent some medicinal materials to the underground palace, remember to get them back."

While Ding Fan was stunned, Ling Zifeng hung up the phone.

He arranged this matter to Lan Yaoshi and soon came back with a large amount of medicinal materials. He was extremely excited. But Ling Zifeng was willing to offend the Tiandi Chamber of Commerce and help Ding Fan, all for the sake of his son, Ling Aotian.

He Qi's cultivation should be on par with Ling Zifeng's, and his purpose is very clear and cannot be ignored.

"Xiaofan, I feel more and more like a human being now!" Leng Ling'er flew around the room happily.

Thanks to the yin energy brought from the ghost realm, the consumption of "eating and drinking tea" can be ignored. However, Leng Ling'er practiced diligently day and night, and the color of the yin-absorbing beads has changed from dark to gray.

"Ling'er, after the meeting is over tomorrow, I plan to go to the ghost land again!" Ding Fan said firmly.

Leng Ling'er was startled and quickly floated down from the roof, saying distressedly: "Why are you acting like a fool and haven't used up the Yin-sucking beads yet?"

"Replenishing your yin energy is one thing. The Tiandi Chamber of Commerce has already taken action. We can't just sit there and wait for death. We have to go to the ghost realm to find new answers."

Leng Ling'er hesitated for a moment, sighed slightly, and said softly: "No matter where you go, I will follow you."

The next day was to visit the art museum.

Of course, the works displayed here are all the works of the participants. Calligraphy, paintings, books, etc. Entrepreneurs are busy promoting their companies, working harder than anyone else.

To Ding Fan's surprise, the "I Ching in Life" newly published by the I Ching Association was very popular. Almost everyone passing by had a copy. The seven presidents were busy opening documents, moving books, and recording addresses for express delivery.

wait.

"Don't be anxious, we have everything!" Jiang Huairong shouted in a hoarse voice.

After squeezing through the crowd, Ding Fan picked up a book and took a look at it. He burst out laughing. The presidents were not confused at all. Mu Xiaolei's name suddenly appeared among the authors.

Opening the title page, there is also Mu Xiaolei's slightly immature signature.

When Ding Fan noticed that he was smiling, Mu Xiaolei scratched the back of his head and laughed: "Brother Fan, actually, I also gave my opinion on this book."

"It's nothing, I just don't need your money, why are you sharing it with a few old men?" Ding Fan asked curiously.

"My expenses are also high now."

"What did you buy?"

"No, Brother Fan, the funds are earmarked for special use. My friends who are beggars must also give them money, otherwise no one will be hungry and work for me," Mu Xiaolei said.

What a clever ghost!

"There are so many people watching our booth, let's go somewhere else for a stroll." Ding Fan said with a smile.

"okay!"

Mu Xiaolei grinned, took Ding Fan's hand affectionately, and the two walked side by side to a booth.

It was deserted, almost no one stopped, and sitting at the table was none other than He Qi.

There are only two pieces of calligraphy hanging behind He Qi. They are flowing and flowing, and they can penetrate the back of the paper. They are good calligraphy at a glance, and they have profound skills. The reason why they are not attractive is because no one can understand them.

This person made trouble several times. Mu Xiaolei didn't like him, raised the corners of his mouth, and said sarcastically: "Mr. He's works are really high-brow, and no one cares about them. I feel embarrassed for you just looking at them."

He Qi disagreed. He stood up with a smile and looked at Mu Xiaolei with a gentle look, "Vice President Mu, I am just a calligraphy enthusiast. I have a little wealth to make ends meet. I don't sell calligraphy for money.

Those who have only superficial knowledge will naturally not understand, but for experts, it is as if they are in the palm of their hand..."

"It's easy to say!" Mu Xiaolei took over.

He Qi laughed and nodded in approval: "Having a child should be like Mu Xiaolei!"
Chapter completed!