Wang Dou was dumbfounded, he didn't want to take any treasures, just because he robbed him of his belongings, so he wasn't very interested.

"Take this communication talisman and I'll contact you at that time, don't be too far away."

Zhang Mu didn't want to waste time, so he dropped a communication talisman he bought from Taiyue Mountain Fu Long Peak, and the water attribute law on his body appeared, and the whole person melted into the sea water, and fled away in an instant.

Wang Dou was stunned for a moment and smiled bitterly: "It's not good to go anywhere now, it's better to hide for a few days and see if you can enter that ruin." ”

It took him a lot of time to control Wang Dou's soul origin, plus the time to go back and forth, three hours later, Zhang Mu caught up with Penglai's giant whale battleship and returned to his room silently.

"Come in, you don't have to play chess there." Zhang Mu said lightly, and the Tsar and Iron Emperor outside the door breathed a sigh of relief, got up and walked into Zhang Mu's room.

"Shogun, it seems to be done, it's really powerful, even those pirates are not your opponents."

The tsar seized the opportunity to pat himself on the back, how could Zhang Mu not know what this guy thought, and waved his palm in front of him, and two piles of spirit stones appeared.

"It's yours, a million each."

The two of them guarding the door can be regarded as helping him, and Zhang Mu's rewards and punishments are clear, so naturally they will not treat the two of them badly.

"The Shogune is mighty!" The tsar accepted the spirit stone with a smile, and liked the generosity of the curtain very much.

"Keep out the door and don't let anyone disturb me."

Zhang Mu sent the two of them, his fingers kept popping out, arranging formations in the room, and blocking the space.

Then a black and white Taiji diagram appeared, and he sat in it, took out a purple pill furnace, and began refining dragon blood.

This time he was lucky, Wang Dou's own holy medicine and Penglai's materials just met his requirements for refining dragon blood.

Immediately, a warm heat rose from the abdomen, and the injury began to improve little by little.

"It is worthy of being the best healing medicine, if I can find this kind of treasure medicine every day, then I will be developed!" Ye Mu smiled, put away the Blood Spirit Grass, and then lay on the ground, letting the little snake be on guard and close his eyes to rest.

After walking all morning, coupled with injuries, Ye Mu quickly fell asleep, and when he woke up, the sky was already a little dark.

Ye Mu found a corpse in the distance, his heart was shocked, he was completely sleepy, and when he looked closely, it was a vicious wolf.

He touched his waist, and the little snake stuck out its head and stuck out its tongue, and it seemed that it had done it again.

Ye Mu touched his chest again, a little surprised: "Amazing, I only ate one leaf, and my injury has improved a lot!"

Seeing that the sun was setting and it was not early, Ye Mu didn't bother to pay attention to the wolf corpse, took his own things, and rushed to Qinghe City.

Two hours later, nine days on the moon, Ye Mu finally came to the outside of Qinghe City.

Looking at the somewhat quaint city walls, some pictures came to Ye Mu's mind, begging here back then, almost starving to death, and then being taken back by Old Man Zhang......

After three years, he is back, and this place is the same as before, it is still so strange, it makes people not feel the slightest sense of belonging.

When I entered the city, I found the cheapest inn to live in, and when I came out the next day, I only had a few pennies left.

The reality was harsher than imagined, and if there was no Blood Spirit Grass, Ye Mu could have predicted that he would definitely be miserable.

Fuyuan Pharmacy, there are a lot of people coming in and out, Ye Mu hesitated for a moment, and then walked in.

Inside the pharmacy, mixed with various medicinal fragrances, Ye Mu took a breath, feeling like returning to Lao Zhang's pharmacy.

However, this place is too big, and even the guys are wearing special clothes, and many of the people who come and go are dressed in brocade and ribbons, and their identities are extraordinary.

Even the doctors, there are several, and the medicinal materials are even more dazzling, and Ye Mu is dazzled.

"Are you seeing a doctor or?"

A young square-faced guy was a little impatient when he saw Ye Mudong looking around.

Especially when he saw Ye Mu dressed shabbyly, he felt a little disdainful in his heart: "If it's okay, don't stop here, there are still many people to see a doctor!"

"Ahem, I'm here to sell herbs, your store should accept it, right?" Ye Mu pretended not to see his face, and calmly explained his intention.

The guy looked Ye Mu up and down, seeing that his hands were empty, and couldn't help sneering: "Selling medicine, why didn't I see that you have medicine on you?"

"Here!"

Ye Mu carefully took out a red herb from his arms, like blood watering.

"What kind of herb is this? I've never seen it, so come and let the shopkeeper take a look! The square-faced guy couldn't get it for sure, but he also believed Ye Mu's words.

Following the guy, Ye Mu came to a separate counter, and an old man with a snow-white beard was sitting on a wooden chair, looking at an account book in his hand. Next to him, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man lowered his head and was sorting out the herbs on the counter.

"Shopkeeper, there are medicine pickers!" The square-faced guy whispered.

The white-bearded old man raised his eyelids and glanced at Ye Mu casually, when he saw the thing in his hand, a glimmer of light flashed in the old man's eyes, he put down the ledger and stood up, a little surprised: "Blood Spirit Grass, little brother good luck."

"Old gentleman, how much do you think this blood spirit grass can sell?" Ye Mu smiled and blocked the herbs on the counter.

The white-bearded old man glanced at it a few times, groaned slightly, and said, "You are a fifty-year-old blood spirit grass, but one leaf is missing, and the medicinal properties are a little lost, ten taels of silver, how about it?"

This price is a bit low, but Ye Mu knows that it is normal for him to be lowered when he first arrives, but he still tried: "Old man, the blood spirit grass is rare, I think other pharmacies are happy to accept it."

The white-bearded old man showed surprise, he didn't expect this half-grown young man to dare to bargain with him, his grandson was so old, but he didn't even know how to wear clothes.

"In this way, I will give you fifteen taels at most, and no more."

"Deal!" Ye Mu knew the advance and retreat, and agreed on the spot.

Soon, Ye Mu had an extra bag of silver in his hand.

The white-bearded old man smiled kindly: "Little brother can find the Blood Spirit Grass, it can be seen that he has some skills, if he has any medicinal materials in the future, he can come to our store, and he guarantees that he is not lower than the others."

Ye Mu nodded, picked up the silver, and walked out of the pharmacy.

He went to the garment shop and bought two sets of nice clothes, and after changing them, he finally looked a little human, and went to the inn to have a good meal.

The next day, Ye Mu habitually got up early, opened the window, and the fresh air came to his face.

"There is a little snake here, and I am not short of money for the time being, and now I have two paths, one is to go to a private school and participate in the imperial examination to become an official, and the other is to go to a martial arts hall to practice martial arts and become a martial artist."

Ye Mu smiled bitterly: "It's not easy to choose either, so let's try them for the time being."

On the same day, Ye Mu spent five taels of silver, reported to a private school and a martial arts hall, went to each for three days a week, and spent the remaining day collecting medicine to make money.

Six days later, Ye Mu entered the mountains and asked the little snake to help him find the precious herbs.

He followed and soon found a wild ginseng.

On this day, Ye Mu was full of harvest and returned with joy.

This time, he sold the herbs and got another ten taels of silver, which could ensure that he would eat meat every day for the next week.

(End of chapter)