"Master, you're here!"

"Hmm!" Ling Feng walked into the villa, while Qi Hang stood respectfully aside.

"You go to cultivate!" Ling Feng said, but just as Qi Hang was about to leave, Ling Feng suddenly remembered the matter of herbs and directly stopped him.

"Qi Hang, how many herbs did you take back?" Ling Feng was thinking, if he used a large amount of Centennial Elixir as a source of spiritual energy, then it was estimated that the output of immortal wine would increase significantly.

"Well, Master, the elixir we were going to buy was directly bought by a rich man at a sky-high price, and I didn't receive the elixir. Qi Hang lowered his head and quickly explained.

"Rich people buy medicine?"

"Yes, Master, it is said to be the Wang family on Tiandao? It seems that the old man of their family is seriously ill and needs elixir to treat it, so he collects herbs at sky-high prices in various places. ”

"That's right. Ling Feng nodded, although he was not short of money now, there was no need to raise the price of medicine with others.

"Master, don't worry, I'll use other ways to solve the bibimbap!"

"Well, it's okay, you go get some ginseng tomorrow and plant it directly near our villa and winery!"

"Yes, Master. Although he didn't know what Ling Feng was going to do, Qi Hang nodded and agreed.

Because he knew that Ling Feng must have his purpose in doing this. And Ling Feng's own purpose is to cultivate the elixir, the so-called elixir is that the body covers a large amount of aura, and ginseng is the elixir that absorbs the spiritual energy the fastest, so Ling Feng wants to go to the transplant and cultivate ginseng.

"Well, you go down!" Ling Feng said directly. Qi Hang nodded and exited the room directly, helping Ling Feng close the door, while Ling Feng took out the immortal wine and drank it alone.

He thought of a poem that had written about the wine saint Li Bai back then.

"Li Bai wrote a hundred poems, and slept in a restaurant in Chang'an City; the Son of Heaven couldn't get on the boat, claiming that his ministers were immortals in wine. ”...... Zhou's Martial Arts Hall.

The sun is shining. However, a strange middle-aged man came to the martial arts hall, who looked to be in his forties, and said that he was Qian Jiang of the Yanyin Pavilion, and he came here to challenge the Zhou Martial Arts Pavilion.

Originally, Qian Jiang went down the mountain to avenge Xue, but he finally came to the secular world, so he naturally had to do activities first, so he came to the Zhou Clan's martial arts hall and prepared to slap his face.

Although he knew that Zhou Bowen, the owner of the Zhou Martial Arts Pavilion, was the old man of the Zhou family and a martial arts master, and even the Zhou family was very famous in the entire South China Continent.

But so what, it is impossible for the Zhou family to fight against the Yanyin Pavilion, the first hall in the East, even if Qian Jiang slapped Zhou Bowen in the face today, no one will help Zhou Bowen support the field.

"I'll come to your hall owner, and if you want to report it, I'll say that Qian Jiang is visiting!" Qian Jiang looked at the students inside and said directly, after all, he is here to kick the hall, and he still needs to have the courtesy.

"I'm sorry, our hall owner is not here!" The students thought that this guy was here to visit Zhou Bowen, so he deliberately said this, there are many people who want to visit Zhou Bowen every day, but how could the owner of the Zhou Pavilion be so busy to meet them.

Qian Jiang frowned when he heard that Zhou Bowen was not there, and then he asked: "Then who is your current person in charge, I want to see him!"

"He's not there. The student looked at Qian Jiang and said directly, his attitude was still a little arrogant. And Qian Jiang's face even changed, he came to this Zhou's martial arts hall to give Zhou Bowen face, but he didn't expect to enter the door, it seems that this Zhou's martial arts hall is also a little dog-eyed.