"Since I came to the Great Wilderness Lonely City Qianyun Sect's arrangement, does the Great Wilderness City Lord know about this matter and my identity?"

Zheng Zhisong came back to his senses, let go of his surprise at Zheng Qiu's distant escape technique, and replied, "I don't know much about this.

Listening to what Elder Ming Siyan said, sending you to the Great Wilderness Lonely City has the intention of the sect master in it, as for whether the sect master told the Great Wilderness City Lord, how could I, an ordinary disciple, know. ”

Zheng Qiu took out a chair for his grandfather to sit on, while he frowned and thought, walking around without thinking about sitting down.

Master Ming Zong did not return to the Qianyun Sect, nor was he in the Great Wilderness Lonely City, so he disappeared.

He immediately thought of the "Green Jue", and the exercise book appeared in the hands of the city lord.

Could it be that Master Mingzhong's disappearance is related to the city lord.

If it was really the city lord who did something to Master Mingzong and made Master Mingzong disappear, then what should he do?

Zheng Qiu opened his mouth and wanted to tell Zheng Zhisong about his guess, but he hesitated for a moment and gave up.

Even if it was the city lord's doing, he couldn't show any abnormality at this time.

The city lord is the supreme powerhouse of the Divine Realm, and he and his grandfather together can't beat the city lord with a finger.

Moreover, there are so many executors under the city lord, and he is the focus of his attention, if he wants to escape by heavenly boat, I am afraid that he will be stopped as soon as he arrives at the post station.

If you want to find out the whereabouts of Master Mingzong and ensure your own safety, then the day of the fulfillment of the gambling contract is the best time.

At that time, the sect master and elders of the Qianyun Sect were there, and the city lord Lin Minghao couldn't do anything to himself, so he could boldly question him.

Having made up his mind, Zheng Qiu stretched his brows and said to Zheng Zhisong: "Grandpa, as soon as this winter is over, I will prepare for a duel."

Why don't you go back to Qianyun Sect first and say hello to my sister for me. ”

Zheng Zhisong looked at Zheng Qiu's face, saw confidence in his eyes, and then laughed heartily.

"Hahaha, little Zheng Qiu has grown up, and he is no longer the child who had to worry about before!

Okay, this time grandpa will listen to you, go back to Qianyun Sect, and don't stay in the Great Wilderness Lonely City to cause trouble for you. ”

Zheng Qiu's face also showed a smile, he opened the drawer, took out a stack of leaves of the Ten Thousand Souls Rejuvenation Grass, and stuffed it into Zheng Zhisong's hand.

"Grandpa, this is a medicinal herb I cultivated, an exclusive secret recipe, which can be called a cure-all.

If you take it, you can eat anything that lacks energy, is injured, poisoned, stops bleeding, or whatever. ”

Zheng Qiu finally lowered his voice and added: "Except for my sister, this herb is not known to others, I will find a time to announce it to the whole world." ”

Zheng Zhisong nodded in agreement, flipped over the beautiful grass leaves like three-color agate to check, and then carefully put them away.

"Grandpa will go back first, and I will wait next spring to see you defeat Ge An in the ring and give Qianyun Sect a long face. ”

Zheng Zhisong left the lonely city of the Great Wilderness, and the winter was slowly coming to an end.

Towards the end of the year, a cultivator finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and spent 50,000 Heaven and Earth Crystals to buy a leaf of Ten Thousand Souls Rejuvenation Grass.

Two days later, the cultivator ran to the Pill Supermarket with a shout and demanded to buy all the Ten Thousand Soul Rejuvenation Grass.

However, the supervisor Kanchi told him that the Ten Thousand Souls Rejuvenation Grass was a limited number of medicinal herbs, and that each person could only buy five leaves.

Without saying a word, this cultivator took out enough Heaven and Earth Crystals and bought five blades of grass.

Less than an hour later, he went to the supermarket with four other companions and bought all the remaining grass leaves.

This situation immediately attracted the attention of the major forces, and the next day after the supermarket opened, the Wanling Rejuvenation Grass on the shelves was snapped up.

Each buyer bought only one leaf, apparently wanting to take it home to try the medicinal effects.

Kanchi told Zheng Qiu about the situation, and Zheng Qiu smiled: "It seems that there are still people who know the goods!"

In the future, they will definitely find ways to buy more Panacea Rejuvenating Grass, don't worry, reduce a little on the original plan, and only sell ten leaves a day. ”

Kanchi has been a supermarket supervisor for several years, so he naturally knows Zheng Qiu's plans.

Control the number of medicinal herbs sold, create the illusion that medicinal herbs are extremely rare, whet the appetite of customers, and ensure that each leaf can be sold for a high price.

At the same time, the guards who were inquiring in the city also brought new news to Zheng Qiu.

The guards told Zheng Qiu that there was a cultivator who was half crippled in the ordinary residential area near the dung drying room in the south of the city.

This man used to be a commander, but during the time when An Huming snatched the position of the city lord, he participated in the duel for the position of the city lord and was finally defeated.

This person refused to disclose his specific name, only said that his surname was right, and said that he knew some secrets between the exemplars, but he had to talk to Boss Zheng face to face.

"Good things come in pairs, I can't imagine that there are really clues!"

Zheng Qiuxuan took advantage of the dim sky in the evening to set off to the residential area of the dung drying room in the south of the city.

He deliberately wore a dark brown dress and wrapped his head in a headscarf to avoid being discovered.

Jumping on the rooftops of houses, occasionally burrowing into dark alleys, changing paths along the way.

After a large semi-circular circle, he came to the living quarters.

Taking out a simple map from his bosom to check, Zheng Qiu determined the location of the cultivator with the surname Quan, and then hurried over with light steps.

It was an extremely ordinary stone house, small and dilapidated, the kind that ordinary people lived in.

The fire glowed faintly and falteringly through the leaky window, and thick gray smoke rose from the chimney, apparently burning dung cakes for warmth.

A rag hung in front of the stone house as a curtain, and there was no door panel behind it.

The cold winter wind poured into the house through the doorway, blowing rags rattle.

Zheng Qiu walked up and opened the curtain and stepped into the house.

The stone house was a mess, with all kinds of miscellaneous items piled up everywhere, and broken and notched porcelain vases and clay pots scattered on the floor.

There sat a middle-aged man by the fireplace, his left side of his body was noticeably thinner than his right, and his left arm and left leg seemed to have shrunk like dry firewood.

The man was not surprised by Zheng Qiu's arrival, he slowly stirred up the fire in the furnace, put down the shovel and staggered around.

"Boss Zheng!"

The man's voice was quite loud, and unlike most crippled cultivators, he didn't seem to be able to hear any decadent emotions.

"I didn't think you'd really come! I don't have anything to entertain here, just sit down!"

He jumped to the table with one foot, pulled out a chair, wiped the dust from it with his sleeve and sat down.

At the same time, he raised his right hand and pointed to another chair, motioning for Boss Zheng to sit down.

After Zheng Qiu sat down, he didn't directly ask what he wanted to know, but looked at the environment in the house and said, "Mr. Quan, life is very difficult, is there anything I can do to help?"

A smile appeared on the man's face: "Boss Zheng, you didn't come here to be a good person, right?"

Zheng Qiu's expression remained unchanged, and he still said seriously: "As long as Mr. Quan is in trouble, just say it, I will definitely help if I can!"