Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

This was because the daily income of spiritual coins could make Cuicui wake up from laughing in her dreams in the middle of the night.

Bao Mingcheng, who was wearing a green robe, stood across the street with his hands behind his back. His eyes were fixed on the next door of the snack bar.

On the other side, the door of the Pill Destiny Pavilion had already opened. There was also a plaque covered in red silk hanging on the door.

It seemed that they were really going to open for business today.

"Uncle, you didn't ask me to bring my brothers here just to watch the tiger demon of the Southern Wasteland sell buns, right?" Behind Bao Mingcheng, a young man in black muttered impatiently.

Behind him, there were seven or eight youths dressed in the same way.

"That's right, Sir. I haven't heard of anyone going missing recently. Those buns smell good."

A young man with green hair on his temples looked around and said in a low voice, "The Imperial City Guard Battalion has also issued a secret order recently to be tolerant of the demons of the Southern Wasteland.

"The Qian family's meritorious service is about to be completed."

It was only right.

They occupied the Southern Wasteland but did not allow the demons to integrate. What's the meaning of this battle?

"Hmph, do you think I have nothing better to do?" Bao Mingcheng snorted and turned to glare at the young man who had just called him uncle.

"I told you to study hard, but you didn't want to. You could only work in the patrol camp."

Bao Mingcheng's words made the young man lower his head.

The people behind didn't look up either.

"In the Central Continent, the Confucian Dao suppresses the world. If you don't cultivate the Confucian Dao, you will never know the immensity of heaven and earth."

Bao Mingcheng looked in the direction of the Pill Destiny Pavilion that had yet to open. He said softly, "Zhenyu, remember this. If anyone causes trouble, take them down, no matter who the other party is.

"This might be your opportunity."

The young man standing behind Bao Mingcheng nodded and looked ahead.

At this moment, the Zuo siblings in white robes were standing on both sides of the shop.

A well-dressed and energetic Zuo Lin stood by the street, ready to receive the guests.

There were at least 70 to 80 of such shops on any auspicious day on Imperial Garden Street.

Even though there were fewer people who would choose to open on odd numbered days like today, there were still dozens of them.

When he came just now, he saw a red carpet in front of a few shops.

What's there to pay attention to in this shop that only has one shopfront?

Bao Zhenyu thought so, but he did not dare to say it out loud.

His uncle was one of the chief officers of the Defense Division. It was easy for him to mobilize a small patrol officer.

Moreover, his uncle had said that this was an opportunity for him.

"Brother Yu, someone is really here to cause trouble," someone behind Bao Zhenyu suddenly said.

Bao Zhenyu and Bao Mingcheng turned their heads and saw a group of eight green-robed officials lined up on the main road more than a mile away.

They were led by two administrators from the Alchemy Division who were dressed in green and gray robes.

The administrator of the Alchemy Division needed to be an official alchemist who had passed the selection test of the Alchemy Division.

These administrators were in charge of selling and trading pills in various markets and providing help to the alchemists.

The administrator of the Alchemy Division had the right to manage the pill shops.

"Alchemy Division? Uncle, our Imperial City Patrol Battalion can't manage these alchemists.

"The Heavenly Mystic Guards are in charge of the matters of cultivators."

Bao Zhenyu revealed a trace of doubt as he looked at Bao Mingcheng, "That shop is doing alchemy business? It's such a small shop, and it's in Moon Viewing Town. How can it succeed?

"Even if we allow them to open, I'm afraid there won't be any business."

Bao Mingcheng did not answer him. He narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Remember what I said. No matter who it is, you have to stop them."

Is he going against the people from the Alchemy Division?

Bao Zhenyu had a wry expression on his face as he turned to look at his subordinates behind him.

Stop these people from the Alchemy Division?

Taking a deep breath, Bao Zhenyu was about to speak when someone behind him whispered.

"Brother Yu, someone has arrived."

Everyone turned to look in front of the Pill Destiny Pavilion.

A team of workers in gray robes laid out a red carpet in front of the Pill Destiny Pavilion. Then they placed some potted plants on it to make it look much more festive.

"That's the Jia family. There are two officials and a deputy general in the Jia family."

"So it's the Jia family."

A black-robed young man leaned forward and said in a low voice, "I remember that the second master of the Jia family wants to enter the censorate. If something happens now, I'm afraid it won't be good for him."

Bao Zhenyu turned to his uncle.

Could it be that Uncle came because he wanted to cozy up to the second master of the Jia family?

The Censorate's officials have a lot of power, but they don't care about the Defense Division. Is there a need for the Censorate's officials to ask about such a small matter in the Imperial City?

Perhaps it's a personal relationship?

Does my impartial uncle know how to abuse his power for personal gain?

Because of the Jia family's arrival, the group of officials and people from the Alchemy Division stopped in their tracks slightly, as if they were observing the background of the shop.

If he was really reckless in the Imperial City, he probably wouldn't live long.

A moment later, these people moved forward again.

The Jia family's background was nothing.

At least, in the eyes of the Alchemy Division, the Jia family was not enough.

However, just as they moved, a few large carriages had already run past them and stopped in front of the Pill Destiny Pavilion.

More than 20 waiters in embroidered robes jumped out of the car and sent various trays into the shop.

Because the shop was small, these workers could only walk in a line.

This scene immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding people.

"Are those people from the Han Trading Company?" Someone looked at these workers and asked in a low voice.

"That's right. Although the Han Trading Company hasn't been in the Imperial City for long, they're very famous. There are marks on their clothes."

The surrounding discussion made Bao Zhenyu and the others behind Bao Mingcheng frown.

A foreign trading company?

What's the background of this pill shop?

The arrival of the people from the Han Family Commercial House not only caused the people from the Alchemy Division to not stop in their tracks, they even sped up.

"Stop them."

Bao Mingcheng growled. Bao Zhenyu gritted his teeth and charged forward.

However, just as he reached the center of the street, several galloping horses rushed over.

Flame-red armor, blood qi like a rainbow!

Bao Zhenyu looked at the officials who had moved to the side, then turned to look at the army general in armor who had stopped in front of the Pill Destiny Pavilion.

He turned to look at his uncle blankly.

Bao Mingcheng stared at the general who jumped off his horse and muttered.

"The commander of the imperial guards of the Red Flame Army, General Xiao Lingshan, has personally arrived?

"Who is the owner of this shop? Why is he so famous?"