Chapter 894
In such a good place, sects of all sizes are densely covered like stars, and villages and towns are also next to each other. It can be said that it is the most lively area in the entire Yunxiu Continent.
And in the center of this area, there is a lake with beautiful scenery, the water quality of the lake is clear, and there are all kinds of delicious fish and shrimp in it.
If you dive to the bottom of the lake, you can find precious ores that are rarely seen elsewhere.
The vegetation by the lake is evergreen, and the birds and beasts are running around looking for rice. During the period, there are also various kinds of medicinal herbs, all of which are naturally grown species.
However, on the edge of Tianxin Lake, there is no sect, no village or town.
It seems that there is an invisible barrier in Tianxin Lake, which blocks all traces of human beings outside, so that it maintains the purest natural scene.
In fact, there is no barrier around Tianxin Lake, anyone can come here to play and visit.
But the practitioners nearby all know that Tianxin Lake is the head of the top ten sects in Yunxiu Continent, and the entrance of the Tianming Palace, the number one sect in the world.
Although everyone knows that the entrance of Tianming Palace is at Tianxin Lake, and that Tianming Palace is located in a place called Chentian Wonderland, but no one knows how to get from Tianxin Lake to Chentian Wonderland.
Someone once squatted by the lake for several months, wanting to see how the practitioners of the Destiny Palace entered and exited, but in the end they found nothing.
After Mo Junrong came to this area, he found two practitioners and twenty craftsmen from the town, and took them to a place where there was no village in front and no shop in back to build a house.
Remuneration is not a problem at all, Mo Jun will give as much as they want, the only requirement is to build luxuriously and quickly.
In fact, Mo Junrong didn't care about money at all, because the money itself was not his, but was snatched from other practitioners on the way.
As for those practitioners who were robbed, there was naturally only one result, and that was to be silenced.
Inspired by Mo Junrong's countless money, the craftsmen worked very quickly, and it only took half a day to reclaim an open space and build a building framework of a main hall and three side halls.
And those two practitioners acted as porters, constantly bringing building materials from nearby villages or towns.
It took another day and a half, and the four buildings were roughly completed. The columns on the outer walls were all set up, and only the interiors were left.
After Mo Junrong moved Zheng Qiu's parents here, he temporarily settled them in a hotel in the town, and often went to the hotel to check their physical conditions.
The psychedelic spell had already been used for the third time, and it was impossible to use it on them for the fourth time. Seeing that the effect of the spell was gradually weakening, Mo Junrong began to get anxious.
I can't bring Zheng Qiu's parents into the Destiny Palace, and it's not safe to arrange them in the surrounding villages and towns, let alone arrange them into the nearby sects.
Once the effect of the psychedelic spell disappears, Zheng Qiu's parents' trust in him will drop rapidly, and they must be placed in an isolated place before that.
He rushed to the location where the house was being built, and kept urging the craftsmen to hurry up and work.
They were already busy from morning to night, and being urged by Mo Junrong again, the craftsmen were suddenly a little unhappy.
But Mo Junrong's approach was very straightforward. He took out two large bags of gold and silver and threw them on the ground to block the complaints of the craftsmen.
Finally, in the evening of three days, the interior decoration of the four temples was basically completed.
Mo Junrong asked two practitioners to go to a nearby town to buy beautiful tables, chairs, beds, and cabinets, and stuff them all into the house.
He went into every temple to inspect, and found that the construction of the temples fully complied with the standards. He only pursued the beauty and beauty of the appearance, and did not consider the quality and durability at all.
After confirming all the rooms, Mo Junrong called twenty craftsmen and two practitioners to the open space, moved out a large box and opened it.
There were two jars, one large and one small, in the box. When the seals were unsealed, a strong aroma of wine wafted out.
Mo Junrong took out another stack of glazed cups from the box and distributed them to the practitioners and craftsmen, saying, "I know that during this period of time, everyone has worked very hard day and night in order to finish building the temple as soon as possible.
So today I brought good wine,
Smell this mellow and strong fragrance, it is definitely a good treasure. "
After distributing the glazed cups, he took out the big wine jar from the box, and let the craftsmen smell it one by one.
"Look, I'm not kidding you, this is fine wine.
Come, come, let me pour it for everyone, let's celebrate.
It's all hard work, hard work! "
The craftsmen were hesitant at first, but when they saw the adult cultivator in front of him smiling and dipping his hand in some wine to taste, they relaxed and gathered around to pick up the wine.
"Hahaha, everyone, drink some, the price of this good wine is quite expensive, and I bleed a lot.
Don't drink too much, how can you go home when you're drunk, take it easy! "
After pouring wine for the craftsmen, Mo Junrong put the big jar on the ground and took out the small jar.
He brought the small jar in front of the two practitioners and asked them to smell it.
"You two have worked hard, this is also a rare good wine.
What they drink is grain wine that has been burned. We practitioners want to keep our meridians clean and unobstructed. It is better to drink this fruit wine.
Come on, come on! "
Speaking of which, Mo Junrong was about to pour wine into the glass cups of the two, but the two practitioners seemed not to believe him, and the glass cups in their hands shrank back.
There was no embarrassment on Mo Junrong's face, he laughed and picked up an empty glass cup, filled himself with fruit wine, and then drank it with his head raised.
"Don't worry, both of you, this is indeed the best fruit wine, and there is nothing else in it."
Seeing that Mo Junrong drank a cup himself, the two practitioners looked at each other and felt relieved.
After pouring fruit wine for the two of them, Mo Junrong poured another one for himself, and then walked to the front of the crowd holding the glazed cup.
"Everyone can build four temples in three days, it is really amazing, even if you look at the whole world, you are one of the best masters.
I'm here to thank you all, done! "
After finishing speaking, Mo Junrong raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass cup, turning over the cup to signal.
The cultivators and craftsmen also held up the glass cups one after another, said some words of praise in a hurry, and then drank up the wine.
Mo Junrong became a boy in the tavern, holding the wine jar and pouring wine for everyone. Of course, he himself was not idle, and poured wine one after another into his mouth.
After drinking for about two sticks of incense, the craftsmen staggered and appeared drunk, and then fell down on the grass one by one.
One of the practitioners laughed and said to Mo Junrong: "My lord, your wine is too strong. These craftsmen have never drank such a good thing in their daily lives. They can't take it!"
While speaking, he squatted down and pushed the nearest craftsman.
However, after pushing it three or four times, the craftsman still didn't respond. He raised his hand and slapped the craftsman's cheek twice.
The craftsman remained motionless, as if he had fallen asleep.
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