found that he was defeated by Zhang Lang, Ma Bu's face was pale, and he changed a few times, and the weather was uncertain.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and said: "Although you are a practitioner and your strength is stronger than mine, I tell you, if you provoke me, it will not end well." ”

"Do you know who my master is?"

Zhang Lang looked at Ma Bu expressionlessly, holding his five medicinal herbs in his hands.

He asked lightly, "Who is your master, can you tell me?"

Taking advantage of the backers behind him to make trouble everywhere, this kind of person is simply ridiculous, Zhang Lang didn't take it to heart.

No matter who was behind him, Zhang Lang didn't care.

Ma Bu immediately said arrogantly: "My master is the No. 1 medicinal herb master in Qingzhou, Feng Yao. ”

Feng Yao?

Zhang Lang didn't know the so-called Feng Yao.

But because of the dispute between Zhang Lang and Ma Bu just now, it has already caused many people around to watch, and this time everyone heard Ma Bu speak, his master was Feng Yao.

The crowd shouted in amazement, and the uproar continued.

"Feng Yao, could it be that Feng Yao, the famous herb master in Qingzhou?"

Someone asked, after all, there are many people named Feng Yao in the world, but in Qingzhou, there is a person named Feng Yao who is very famous, and even very famous.

Even ordinary people have heard of Feng Yao's reputation.

Sure enough, Ma Bu nodded proudly: "Yes, Feng Yao is my master, it seems that you all know it." ”

He looked at Zhang Lang quite smugly, and his attitude became more arrogant.

The crowd exclaimed again.

"Oh my God, I didn't expect to meet Master Feng Yao's apprentice, and Master Feng, as the No. 1 herbalist in Qingzhou, is even more legendary in the medical world. ”

"That's right, I heard that many drugs for the treatment of major diseases in the world were developed by Master Feng himself. ”

"Master Feng is really my model in Qingzhou. ”

Immediately, everyone knew that Ma Bu was Feng Yao's apprentice, and they began to be full of respect for Ma Bu, because Feng Yao was a kind of pride to the people of Qingzhou.

Therefore, people consciously respect the people related to Feng Yao.

"It turned out to be Master Feng's apprentice, disrespectful and disrespectful. ”

"By the way, since you are Master Feng's apprentice, why do you want the medicinal materials in this kid's hand, could it be that there is something different about the ordinary medicinal materials in this kid's hand?"

The crowd began to flatter Ma Bu, and they were all polite to Ma Bu.

On the contrary, some people are very dissatisfied with Zhang Lang, they are Master Feng's apprentices, and it is also your honor to give Ma Bu's medicinal materials.

But this Zhang Lang was indifferent, which was really hateful.

Because of their respect for Master Feng Yao Feng, they were full of disgust towards Zhang Lang.

Ma Bu's face was full of glory and said with a smile: "Everyone, since you all know my master's reputation, then I, as his apprentice, can't embarrass his old man." ”

"The medicinal materials in this kid's hand, I will popularize them for everyone, the other medicinal materials in his hand are ordinary medicinal materials, and they are useless. ”

"It's just that the medicinal herb that looks black is actually called Yanling root, this kind of Yanling root is useless to ordinary people, but it is of great use to another person, as for the specifics, you don't have to know, because it makes no sense to know. ”

Speaking of this, Ma Bu didn't say more, as Master Feng's apprentice, he had been exposed to things in the martial arts world, and that Yanling root was actually useful to cultivators.

And his master, Feng Yao, is not a cultivator, but he wants to become a cultivator, but he just has no way.

But recently, I learned a way to become a cultivator.

Because he followed the master and also learned a lot of medicinal materials, this Yanling root also knew a little, and when he was wandering around just now, he suddenly recognized it.

If he dedicates Yanlinggen to his master, he will definitely make his master happy, and he will teach him more things in the future.

Everyone was amazed, and only then did they know that the black thing in Zhang Lang's hand was called Yanling root.

Even the farmer who set up the stall only knew that the name he sold to Zhang Lang was Yanling Root, and he had never heard of this kind of medicinal herb.

"Boy, I know that my master is Feng Yao, you still don't kneel down for me?"

After some rhetoric, Ma Bu looked at Zhang Lang again, with a look of condescension and contempt.

even forced Zhang Lang to kneel.

Not only the horse step, but the crowd also suddenly began to help the horse step.

"Boy, you have gone too far, you dare to be disrespectful to Master Feng's apprentice. ”

"Hurry up and kneel down to admit your mistake to Master Feng, otherwise, maybe we will teach you a lesson, how much has Master Feng contributed to our Qingzhou, but you don't give his apprentice face, are you still human?"

"I really want to beat you, you immediately handed the Yan Linggen in your hand to Master Feng's apprentice. ”

Everyone rebuked Zhang Lang one after another, it was really unsympathetic.

Everybody's helping the horses.

Ma Bu seems to be supported by everyone, naturally he is in a good mood and extremely happy, as Feng Yao's apprentice, he has a lot of face.

Seeing this, the farmer was startled, especially when he heard the name of Master Feng Yao Feng, his face changed greatly.

Especially when the crowd began to help the horses, they knew that Zhang Lang was in big trouble, and hurriedly said to Zhang Lang: "Little brother, go quickly, this place is not suitable for a long time." ”

He didn't want Zhang Lang to be beaten by Ma Bu, after all, now that Ma Bu had so many helpers, wouldn't Zhang Lang be very dangerous.

Of course, he already knew that Ma Bu was Master Feng's apprentice, so he might have persuaded Zhang Lang to let out the medicinal herbs, because the farmer had also heard of Master Feng's name by setting up a stall in the Black Tower Market.

Master Feng is indeed very famous in Qingzhou, and he often frequents the Heita Market, which is also well-known in this area.

Moreover, Master Feng is a generous person, and many nearby street vendors have received the favor of Master Feng.

Zhang Lang was also unexpected, he didn't expect that Master Feng to be so famous.

He couldn't help but be dumbfounded, of course, it still didn't make him feel psychological fluctuations, he was just a little curious about the so-called Master Feng.

Although the farmer kindly wanted Zhang Lang to leave, Ma Bu was willing to let Zhang Lang leave easily.

Said coldly: "I want to leave, don't you think it's a little late?"

"Boy, now I'll give you a chance, you kneel down and offer Yan Linggen with both hands, I won't hold you responsible, otherwise, you will have good fruit to eat. ”

There are people who help him all around, and Zhang Lang can't stop him even if he is a practicing family.

The crowd all looked at Zhang Lang coldly.

Oh, Zhang Lang shook his head and said lightly: "Did I say I was leaving?"

"No matter what kind of bullshit Master Feng's apprentice you are, I still advise you to get out of here before I get angry, otherwise, it will be too late to regret it. ”

Listening to Zhang Lang's arrogant words, especially Zhang Lang, he actually scolded his master for being bullshit.

This makes Ma Bu angry is not trivial.

Furious: "Bastard, you dare to scold my master, you are looking for death." ”

The crowd was also furious, gritting their teeth with hatred for Zhang Lang.

Zhang Lang was indifferent, and said lightly: "What's wrong with me scolding your master, if your master is in front of me, I will not only scold him, but maybe also smoke him." ”

"A bastard, how did you teach such an idiot apprentice?"