This is so dishonest!

Chapter 63 Give Hongjun a Little Shock from the Underworld
In fact, Xuan Qing had received invitations from Baiyujing more than once.

They were all invitations from Hongjun inviting him to join the Baiyujing organization.

It’s just that Xuanqing didn’t know Hongjun’s background at that time, and Hongjun didn’t reveal any other information about Baiyujing.

So he rejected them all.

This time is different.

This time it's a sightseeing invitation.

What’s more important is that this time Hongjun used Daluo’s means to send countless invitations to Xuanqing from different time and space and dimensions.

This made Xuan Qing, who was drinking tea in Qifei Palace, really uncomfortable.

Okay, okay, this is how you play Daluo Daoguo, right?
With such ability, why don’t you, Hongjun, become a time-space courier?
In this way, Hongjun's "kindness could not be refused" finally "touched" Xuanqing.

Plus, Xuan Qing really wanted to see what this meeting in Baiyujing was like.

Finally, he decided to leave.

When the result came, Xuan Qing found it to be totally unexpected.

The immortals in Baiyujing really know how to have fun!
"Do you like my Baiyujing?"

Yang Mei now has the image of an old grandfather with a white beard, looking ethereal and with a kind face.

"It's quite interesting." Xuan Qing told the truth.

"I'm glad that you are interested, fellow Daoist." Yang Mei stroked his beard and smiled. With these words, it meant that Xuan Qing was inclined towards joining their Baiyujing.

When Hongjun saw that Xuanqing finally softened his attitude, a smile appeared on his face.

"What services does this stall provide, fellow Daoist?"

Hongjun left the Yin-Yang Taoist's fortune-telling stall, walked in front of Xuanqing, and took care of his business with great courtesy.

Xuan Qing introduced enthusiastically: "I undertake the refining of weapons, wholesale of magic weapons, maintenance of treasures, recycling of innate spiritual materials, etc."

“Of course, I also accept free donations.”

"How does the free donation method work?" Hongjun asked.

"If you want to ask this, then I have to explain the knowledge involved to you, fellow Taoist."

Xuan Qing said solemnly: "This is a free donation, also known as a donation of love."

"This move aims to promote the spirit of mutual assistance in Shintoism, promote the excellent virtue of helping the poor and the needy, and help the unfortunate creatures and groups in need in the world."

"Based on this purpose, our Netherworld Refining Equipment Association initiated this free donation activity."

Charity? Virtue? Helping the less fortunate?
Xuan Qing's words made Hongjun feel a little confused.

When did the activities in the underworld become so similar to those in the world of the living?
Without waiting for Hongjun to ask, Xuanqing continued to introduce: "The specific content is very simple. For example, if fellow Taoists have any discarded innate spiritual treasures, second-hand merit holy instruments, or unwanted treasures of creation, you can bring them to me for donation and show your love."

"Of course, our Netherworld Refining Association will never embezzle these donated spiritual treasures."

"We will uphold the care of Shintoism and help fellow Taoists deliver these spiritual treasures to the hands of poor spirits in remote areas."

“Let this love warm every person who is cared for.”

As he spoke, Xuan Qing took out a large tripod with the words "Donation" written on it and placed it on the stall.

"I think you are a good god with high morals and full of love. Do you want to participate in this charity event of our Netherworld Refining Equipment Association?"

"Fellow Daoist, are you worried about not speaking? Don't worry, our Netherworld Refining Equipment Association is a legitimate organization in the Netherworld, authorized by the Netherworld Emperor himself."

Xuan Qing said with a smile: "If you make a free donation now, you will be donor number 001. Not only can you receive a special gift package from the underworld - ten red spider lilies, nine bowls of Meng Po soup, and a bucket of Huangquan water."

"You can also get a certificate of honor for being a donor from our underworld!"

"With this certificate of honor, you can enjoy a one-day trip to the underworld, and you will also get a 20% discount on all purchases."

Xuan Qing had a smile in his eyes and looked at Hongjun expectantly.

"What do you think, fellow Daoist? Do you want to show your love?"

Xuan Qing's barrage of words frightened Hongjun.

His thoughts were in a mess for a moment and he felt terrible.

who am I? where am I?
What just happened?
The activities in the underworld are so similar to those in the mortal world, why do I feel like something is wrong?

For a long time.

Hongjun came to his senses and looked at Xuanqing deeply. "How can you say such shameless words in a serious manner?"

Hongjun felt that he was shameless enough.

When we "pick up" a magical treasure, the most we can say is "we are destined to be together".

I didn't expect to meet a master today.

Xuan Qing's donation activity really opened his eyes.

If any god who practices the "art of bewitchment" or "art of fraud" learns this set of rhetoric.

One can imagine how many "donors" there would be in the first Tiancheng.

"I kind of regret inviting you to Baiyujing."

Hongjun sighed softly, for he was afraid that Xuanqing's unorthodox painting style would pollute the atmosphere of Baiyujing.

"Can I take a look?" Yang Mei also came to Xuan Qing's stall.

"Fellow Taoist, please excuse me."

Xuan Qing continued to entertain the second customer enthusiastically.

Yang Mei looked at the dazzling array of magical weapons, rare treasures and found them quite interesting.

It’s just that many of the spiritual treasures don’t seem very serious.

Yang Mei picked up a light golden twenty-one-section wooden whip from the stall.

"Fellow Daoist, you have good eyesight!"

Xuan Qing praised: "You picked out the best of them right away!"

Yang Mei asked: "Any explanation?"

"This magic weapon is called 'Luo Po'. If it hits a spirit, it will be completely devastated with one whip."

"A magical weapon targeting the soul?" Yang Mei nodded.

"That's true, but..." Xuan Qing looked at Yang Mei and said, "This magical treasure will invisibly affect the luck of the holder. If the owner of this whip carries it for a long time, he will become destitute and frustrated, unable to accomplish anything, and increasingly miserable."

"Of course, there is a way to crack it. You have to whip yourself with this whip. If you whip yourself a few times, your luck will improve."

After hearing this, Yang Mei smiled and said, "This is great stuff."

If you find a way to get it into the hands of the enemy, it will become a powerful weapon.

"I want it."

"That's a good feeling!"

Xuan Qing smiled and handed over a jade slip.

"Here is a list, you can give it to me according to the list. I just happen to be in need of spiritual materials to refine treasures recently."

"Innate spiritual materials? I have more than twenty of them. I'll give them all to you."

Yang Mei paid the bill readily.

Xuan Qing looked at Hongjun again: "Fellow Daoist Hongjun, is there anything you need? If not, please don't hinder my business."

Hongjun had been standing in front of Xuanqing's stall for a long time.

"You just said there is a 'Lingbao' maintenance service?"

Hongjun finally decided to support Xuanqing's business.

"Of course. Do you have any spiritual treasures that need maintenance?"

"There is one piece indeed. It was recently involved in a major battle and is a little worn out."

Slap it.

A small banner was placed in front of Xuan Qing's stall.

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ps: There are two more chapters today, later.

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