The sky was overcast and there was a cool breeze.

Half a month later, outside the edge of a city, a shallow puddle fell with a light rain, splashing and bending the flowers and plants on both sides of the dirt road.

And now on this dirt road to the city, there are about 20 people holding oil umbrellas and riding horses.

The first person is Zhao Zhou.

A little further back, it was Ma San, and the disciples behind him.

They also notified the boxers who should be invited in this half month, and then came back to prepare.

Similarly, Zhao Zhou was also idle, and he also followed them to Foshan, ready to familiarize himself with the 'head snake' here, and then send the objects prepared within half a month, and the right to 'visit relatives and friends'.

Further behind them, there was also a horse-drawn cart pulling goods, 'Squeaky Squeak' was struggling to move forward on the rain-soaked dirt road, which was filled with snake meat, treasure armor, and antiques prepared by Zhao Zhou.

The one who led the carriage forward was also a goatee, and he followed Zhao Zhou, which was regarded as a fight, just like an accompanying housekeeper, which was convenient for dealing with some things.

In addition to the goatee, Li Yin and Wu Laogou sat in the store, 'monitoring' the people in the restaurant that day, and at the same time summoning the people to search for the next tomb.

"This time I followed Master Zhao on the itinerary, but I have to do it."

At this time, on the dirt road outside the city, the goatee led the carriage, and the 'creak' wheels slipped in the mud from time to time, and he was followed by several disciples of the Gong family, helping him to push carefully.

"However, God is also quite face-saving. The rain didn't fall early or late, just as we entered the city this morning. Otherwise, if it rains for half a day, the road will be full of mud, and if the carriage overturns, not to mention whether this credit is worth or not, it will leave a bad impression in Master Zhao's heart...."The goatee led the horses, cautiously, and listened to all directions, which was a hundred times more nervous than when he went to the tomb.

It's just that this dirt road is only a few hundred meters away, and when you step on the cement and stone road, this road is easy to rush, and Goatee's mind slowly calms down.

But they waited until they came to the edge of the city.

Ma San in front of him took two steps, and waved his hand at Zhao Zhouyi, who was looking at the city, and said, "Master Zhao, this exchange meeting is set here in Foshan." However, this exchange meeting is still half a month away, why don't you stay with us first? ”

When Ma San said this, he had hospitality on his face, was very enthusiastic, and seemed to be very moral. But in fact, he just wanted Zhao Zhou to appear as a friend of the palace family at this exchange meeting, adding pomp and circumstance.

In particular, Ma San personally led Zhao Zhou to the door, also wanting his master to impress him.

Because he was adopted by his master since he was a child, he was also taught by his master as his own son and the head of the palace family in the future, which can be described as very strict, which also led to Ma San rarely being praised by his master since he was a child, and he had long held a 'childishness' and wanted to prove himself.

"If Master knew that I had made a friend of a great master who was not bad for God, he would definitely praise me." Ma San has a lot of thoughts, but on the surface he is very hospitable.

"Thank you, Master Ma." Zhao Zhou replied with a salute, although anyone with a discerning eye could see through Ma San's careful thoughts, but Zhao Zhou didn't care about this, anyway, as long as he had a place to stay, it would save him from looking for an inn in this drizzle.

And waited until everyone walked all the way to a large mansion in the city.

After Ma San placed Zhao Zhou and the goatee, he also hurriedly informed his master.

It's just that his master, as the 'host' of this exchange meeting, is much busier than Ma San's, and he hasn't come back from other provinces.

Ma San heard what his subordinates said, and he was also empty-minded, and sighed a little. But he didn't neglect Zhao Zhou, and ordered someone to take a look at it, and ate at Bijiang Jinlou in the evening to catch the wind and wash the dust.

"There are a lot of masters in the Golden Building, and I will introduce Master Zhao one by one in the evening, especially the masters of rap opera there, but they are all opera masters!" Ma San invited graciously.

"It's better to be respectful than to obey fate, the last time the Seven Heroes and Five Righteousness, but I didn't finish listening to it." When Zhao Zhou heard this, he didn't shirk it, and asked the goatee to bring some gifts in different categories.

Moreover, after Zhao Zhou prepared the gift, seeing that Ma San was busy arranging, he also went to the Golden Building in advance to listen, wanting to see if Ma San had deceived himself and whether there was any opera in it.

Also along the way, Zhao Zhou and goatee holding an oil umbrella, passing through the streets and alleys, vendors and pedestrians, and when they came to the Golden Building, they also saw that the Golden Building was more than four floors high, the outside was brushed with 'shining gold paint', and the eaves were hung with oil lanterns.

However, before Zhao Zhou could step into the gold-painted door, a light medicinal fragrance suddenly wafted from not far away.

"Medicinal soup?" Zhao Zhou heard it, pondered for a while, and let the goatee enter the Golden Building first, and he himself followed the smell to the small alley north of the Golden Building, wanting to see what the medicinal soup that emitted medicinal fragrance was.

Because, when Zhao Zhou smelled this medicinal fragrance, he found that he didn't seem to have a serious 'medicinal diet recipe', which led to most of the meat he got being 'dried and eaten', otherwise it would be matched with some medicinal materials, and it would be difficult to exert a real effect.

Similarly, Zhao Zhou was also very curious about whether the medicinal diet recipes made by the martial artists in this world would also be based on those 'spirit beasts'.

"Those poisonous snakes I hunted some time ago, if you say that the image is a little bit, they are the spirit beasts of the cultivation realm. The flesh and blood contain aura, and the value is higher than that of the evolved tiger, but I can't boil and cook it, for fear that the aura will be dissipated. If it is eaten raw, it is not necessary to talk about whether it is poisonous or not, and there is always no medicinal diet formula to perfect. ”

Zhao Zhou thought about it, and in just ten breaths, he came to this alley.

At this time, some grocery buyers came in and out from the back door of the golden building in the alley, probably preparing for a big feast.

Zhao Zhou saw it and also found that the medicinal fragrance was wafting from inside, so he followed a few guys inside.

These guys saw that Zhao Zhou was extraordinary and well-dressed, and no one was idle to ask anything, for fear of offending the characters they couldn't afford to provoke, and losing this hard-won errand.

And as Zhao Zhou walked in, he walked through a small courtyard and came to the firewood room in the back kitchen of the Golden Building.

Zhao Zhou sniffed for a while, saw that the back kitchen door ten meters away in front of him was not closed, and heard the sound of 'crackling' fresh firewood filling the fire, and then knew that there were people inside, so he stepped in, ready to ask.

also when Zhao Zhou walked into this small back kitchen.

In front of the stove in the house, there was a middle-aged man in a cloth robe, about forty or fifty years old, sitting on a small bench, like a villager burning a kiln in the countryside, very ordinary.

It's just that Zhao Zhou can feel that the closer he gets to this person, the more he feels in his six senses, the more he feels that this house is more than just a 'furnace!' ’

Zhao Zhou thought about it again, and knew that this person was clearly the blood of this person, and he had reached the realm where he could get rid of demons, just like the 'melting pot of heaven and earth', not far from seeing that God was not bad, or that he had already reached the point where seeing God was not bad!

"Blood like a dragon? This person's blood is even higher than mine. Zhao Zhou was curious, and looked at the snake soup in the pot, probably this great master has such qi and blood, in addition to the aura in this world, it must also be related to this medicinal diet.

Otherwise, why would such a great master boil this medicine soup so well.

And between Zhao Zhou's exhalation and inhalation, he could also feel that this medicinal soup volatilized with a slight 'aura', which was similar to the snake incense.

However, the snake incense is obviously smelled, and this medicine soup is obviously eaten.

And when the person who boiled the soup saw Zhao Zhou coming, his tone was flat, and he said without raising his head: "Who are you?"

"Zhao Zhou." Zhao Zhou said, seeing that this person frowned a little, he also knew that he had no name now, and even more knew that he had no one to invite, so he came in without permission and lost his manners.

So, he simply took the flag of the palace family and saluted: "Zhao Zhou, a guest of the palace family."

"The palace family." The person who was boiling the soup paused, but he didn't frown as before, but also paid attention to the number of etiquette, got up and saluted Zhao Zhou, "My surname is Ding." Ding Lianshan, a fire-burning master in the Golden Building. ”

"Master Ding." Zhao Zhou also returned the courtesy, saw a bench, and didn't say anything polite, so he sat on it and said directly: "Master Ding, you and I are both martial artists, and we know it, so we don't need to hide our identities."

Zhao Zhou said, seeing that Ding Lianshan didn't say a word, he hugged his fists and saluted, "Dare to hear Master Ding, is this party related to boxing?" ”

Although Zhao Zhou spoke directly, he also knew that he should find a topic to talk about first, and as a fellow 'martial artist', he would get closer to the relationship, and then ask the prescription, and the success rate would definitely be much greater.

Similarly, Ding Lianshan looked at Zhao Zhou and felt that Zhao Zhou had no 'malice', then pondered for a while, and said slowly: "Practicing boxing actually has little to do with medicine soup. Instead, focus on heart training. ”

As he spoke, he sat on the bench, boiled the snake soup, and said a Taoist sentence, which is also a principle that the martial artists of this world know, or the training method of the martial artists of this world.

"This training of the mind is to observe oneself, the world and the world, and the audience's life. With a valley in his heart, he can see the people in the world, and he can see that God is not bad and step through the void. ”

"What realm is Master Ding?" When Zhao Zhou heard this strange practice, he also picked up a piece of firewood, as if he was tempting, and as if he was curious, he filled it into the stove. Because Zhao Zhou can feel that this is a bit perfunctory, he must 'help' a little, and only when people recognize it will he say the 'truth'.

And sure enough.

Ding Lianshan didn't know when he took out a piece of firewood that was the same size as Zhao Zhou's hand, 'snapped' it, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen myself, I haven't seen heaven and earth, and I haven't seen all living beings, just an old man who burns a fire."

Zhao Zhou pulled the firewood, bounced off Ding Lianshan's barricade, and insisted on sending it to the fire, "With Master Ding's practice, you have seen through the red dust, forgotten the common people, and have already become immortals." ”

Ding Lianshan saw that the firewood in his hand swirled, and pointed at Zhao Zhou's fingers holding the firewood with the end of the tail, "The fire-burning skills in the countryside, if you don't get it right, your hands will be burned, and please be careful when Master Zhao adds firewood." ”

"I don't know how to practice medicine, although this fire-burning technique can't be called a chestnut in the fire, but I also know a little bit about it. This fire can't burn my Zhao Zhou's hand. Zhao Zhou was on the side of his body, his fingers lightly touched the firewood, reversed a circle, and also used the end to block it, "This spark is splashing, or please ask the master to peck carefully." ”

Bang Bang –

Zhao Zhou and Ding Lianshan were also picked, and the firewood of both of them was far away from the stove.

But in the next moment, the two of them advanced at the same time, or pointed, or put, like a swordsman stabbing a sword, and like two dragons fighting.

However, in just a dozen breaths, the firewood could not withstand the strength of the two of them, and with a 'click', it was completely broken into two, and the fracture was smooth.

And the length of these two sections is basically the same, and it is unrecognizable to the naked eye.

When Zhao Zhou saw it, he also smiled and put down the firewood in his hand, and first signaled himself to take it, "Master Ding's gossip swordsmanship has reached its peak, and with only ordinary strength, this firewood can be crossed." ”

As Zhao Zhou spoke, he picked up the broken section again, and also pointed to the broken section of Ding Lianshan, "Master Ding, let's cut it off one by one, and combine it into a whole piece of firewood." Why don't you and I fill this stove? It can also be counted as my Zhao Zhou's efforts, and when the snake soup is boiled, how about sharing a bowl with me? ”

"Good!" Ding Lianshan looked at Zhao Zhou, and also fought a hand, although he didn't use any strength, but he also knew that this Master Zhao was not much different from himself, and then he also talked about it on an equal footing, while filling the firewood, he said with a smile: "Master Zhao, your gossip swordsmanship is also beyond my reach." Especially with your age, the old man is a pity, if it weren't for the fact that the old man couldn't violate the rules of the master, he would like to pass on the sixty-four hands of this palace family to you. ”

"I have gossip and I have never wanted to learn." Zhao Zhou also smiled, he didn't expect to ask for a medicinal diet, and he could also ask a 'master of the palace family'.

"Oh? Then why is Master Zhao looking for the old man? Ding Lianshan thought for a moment, and suddenly pointed to the big iron pot, "Is this just this snake soup?" ”

"Definitely." Zhao Zhou heard that Ding Lianshan mentioned this medicinal food first, and also pointed to the big iron pot, "I came with this fragrance." ”

"I see." Ding Lianshan stopped talking.

When Zhao Zhou saw it, he didn't say anything, and walked out of the back kitchen, but after a while, he took a bag of 100 catties of poisonous snake flesh and handed it to Ding Lianshan and said, "You taste it?"

Ding Lianshan saw it, sniffed the poisonous snake meat, thought about it a little, and the smile on his face was a little more, "I have a copy of this snake soup recipe, and I will find someone to send it to Master Zhao when the time comes." ”

"Thank you." Zhao Zhou's expression did not move, and slowly filled the match.

After a while, when Ding Lianshan said that the snake soup was almost ripe, Zhao Zhou asked again: "Master Ding, in addition to the snake soup medicinal diet, are there other recipes?"

"I don't have that?" Ding Lianshan looked at Zhao Zhou, also took other people's things, and said a few more words: "Although I don't have it, I know that there is a person in Foshan who has a lot of recipes."

"Who?" Zhao Zhou slowly picked up the match, and his technique was more sophisticated than Ding Lianshan, like a furnace that had been burning for thirty or forty years.

"Ip Man." Ding Lianshan also admired Zhao Zhou's technique when he saw it, and then said: "Foshan's Peidri, plus the two silver shops on that alley, are all his Ye family's real estate. The young master of the Ye family can also be said to have no worries about food and clothing for a lifetime, and this medicinal soup and medicinal bath recipes are also as many as cow hairs..."

Ding Lianshan said, seeing that the snake soup was ripe, he finished a bowl of snake soup by himself, and he was still unsatisfied, "It's not a secret, Mr. Ip Man is also hospitable, frank, and a gentleman." If Master Zhao brings some gifts to him as a guest, with Mr. Ye's bold temper, Master Zhao must also be able to ask for some recipes. ”

"Thank you, Master Ding, for your words." Zhao Zhou returned the salute with his fists, and saw that Ding Lianshan didn't mean to serve soup to himself, so he didn't say anything polite, picked up the soup spoon, and drank directly to the pot without fear of being hot.