Chapter 12: Passion Lane

Tianze City, Yang family.

Yang Zhengtian was walking thoughtfully alone in front at this time, followed by a middle-aged man respectfully, who was the servant who had given Ye Wuya the secret before.

"Patriarch, the Ye family is just a second-rate family, so I don't think there is anything special about Ye Wuya, I don't know why the patriarch cares so much, and he wants to openly show favor to the Ye family in front of the public?"

Yang Zhengtian paused slightly when he heard this, turned his head, his eyes were full of fierceness, and the servant's body suddenly shook, revealing a little frightened gaze.

"It's a subordinate who has lost his word!"

Yang Zhengtian's face eased slightly, nodded slightly, and said, "Uncle Zhu, how long have you been with me?"

The servant hesitated for a moment, then said, "Fourteen years." ”

"Fourteen years. Yang Zhengtian let out a long sigh, with a trace of regret on his face, "In terms of strength, Uncle Zhu, you are enough to rank in the top ten in the Yang family, but in terms of insight, you haven't learned a single cent from me in the past fourteen years." ”

Zhu Bo was stunned for a moment, and said suspiciously: "Why did the patriarch say this?"

Yang Zhengtian shook his head and said, "You only saw that Ye Wuya's strength was low, and the Ye family only had a second-rate level, but you ignored the most important point. ”

"An ordinary person who couldn't condense the Yuan Soul three years ago, but three years later, has such a high martial arts attainment, don't you doubt it?"

That Zhu Bo was speechless for a moment, and guessed: "Maybe it's because he can't cultivate, so he focuses all his energy on moves?"

"Stupid!" Yang Zhengtian's eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment, "If it is said that he can't cultivate, he has been silent for more than ten years, but have you ever heard the slightest news about this Ye Wuya in the past ten years?

When Uncle Zhu heard this, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in his eyes: "Could it be ......?"

"There must be a master behind this son to guide him!" Yang Zhengtian's face showed a hint of righteousness, and he said solemnly, "It only took three years to train a person who had never practiced to such a point, at least the old man has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for so many years, unheard of, unseen! This kind of master is something that my Yang family must not offend, so I will make friends with the Ye family, if Tianze City is in trouble in the future, then the master will not stand by for Ye Wuya's sake, do you understand?"

Zhu Bo suddenly understood, a look of admiration appeared in his eyes, and he nodded again and again: "It's the subordinates who are stupid, and the patriarch has a long-term vision, which is far beyond what we can compare." ”

"That's it, you pay more attention to the Ye family these days, if the father and son encounter any difficulties, if they can solve them, they will be solved, even if Ye Wuya can't be used by my Yang family, remember not to be an enemy with him!"

"Yes!"

......

Ye Wuya naturally didn't know what Yang Zhengtian, the old fox, had guessed about him at this moment, if he knew, he was afraid that he would slap his legs and laugh, and become the first demon venerable in history to be laughed to death by himself.

At this time, Ye Wuya was carefully selecting the medicinal materials he needed in Baixiang Lane. In the past few days since his rebirth, Ye Wuya has been entangled in trivial matters one after another, and he has never had the opportunity to cultivate and recover his strength, but now that he has finally been idle, he suddenly moved the idea of alchemy.

Back then, he dominated the two worlds of heaven and demons, and inadvertently collected countless precious pills, which came in handy now.

At present, with his own strength, some high-grade pills are naturally not able to be taken, if he is not careful, he is afraid that this body will immediately be unable to withstand the power of the medicine and die. Thinking about it, Ye Wuya finally chose Ju Lingsan as the first elixir he refined in this world.

Ju Ling San, as the name suggests, is a medicine that can help the user condense the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth. The cultivator's cultivation is to absorb the heaven and earth aura into the body, and transform it into soul power through the yuan soul, after taking the Gathering Spirit Scatter, the heaven and earth aura around the user will be richer than that of ordinary people, and the cultivation will naturally get twice the result with half the effort.

However, the medicinal materials needed to refine the Gathering Spirit Powder were extremely precious, and it was extremely difficult to find, so Ye Wuya had the idea of going to Baixiang Lane to find the spirit grass.

Baixiang Lane is an extremely special place in Tianze City.

It's not like the Treasure Pavilion, but from time to time there are things that you can't even buy.

Because many cultivators who are adventurous outside usually sell the heavenly and earthly treasures that they can't use to ensure their survival, but places like the Treasure Pavilion have to charge extremely expensive fees, so many cultivators spontaneously gather here and sell them in the form of stalls.

But there are pros and cons to everything, and buying natural treasures in this Baixiang Lane has extremely high requirements for the buyer's vision.

Because no one knows whether the things bought from here are real treasures, if you don't understand the market, I'm afraid that you will spend a lot of unjust money to buy back a pile of garbage.

However, this point is completely difficult for Ye Wuya, after all, he has been a human in two lives, and in the previous life, he was still a demon venerable in the two worlds of heaven and demon, where can the real treasure escape his eyes?

At this time, in front of Ye Wuya, a thin middle-aged man with sharp-beaked monkey cheeks was enthusiastically introducing him to the items on the stall.

"This son, all the ones sold here are authentic spirit plants, not to mention anything else, just take a look at this heart-nourishing grass, at least it is thirty years old!"

Ye Wuya looked at it with interest, and couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

Seeing Ye Wuya shaking his head, the merchant suddenly felt a little drumming in his heart, and said with a forced smile: "What does this mean, Childe? Don't you believe what you said? Ordinary heart-nourishing grass takes two years to grow a single root, and you look at the roots of the heart-nourishing grass There are a total of sixteen roots, which represents the year of this heart-nourishing grass!"

Ye Wuya's eyes narrowed slightly, but he sneered in his heart.

Ordinary people say that this Baixiang Lane is full of profiteers, and now it is indeed the case at first sight.

What this store said is indeed good, the spiritual plant of Heart Nourishing Grass will grow a root every two years, but this root refers to the taproot!

The so-called taproot is the main root that is calculated from the fork of the first section, and under each root, a number of roots will be issued, and the twelve roots grown from this heart-raising plant in front of you are all children's whiskers! That is to say, the real year of this heart-raising grass is not thirty years at all, but two years!

If there is a wronged boss who really spends a lot of money to buy back this heart-nourishing grass, he is afraid that there will be no place to cry when he turns around!

A smile appeared on Ye Wuya's face, and he was about to open his mouth to expose the seller's lies, but an arrogant voice suddenly came from beside him.

"Really, how much silver taels is this heart-nourishing grass?"

Ye Wuya looked back and couldn't help frowning.

Standing beside him was a short young man, dark-skinned and richly dressed, with eyes as small as a mouse.

Ye Wuya only felt that this person was very familiar, and tried to think about it, and only then did he find the origin of this person from the memory of his previous life.