Three days later, Yan Sanjun went to the Medicine King Pavilion alone. This is www.biquge.info third time he's been here.

In front of the quaint building, a group of people are preparing to greet them, they are neatly arranged, bending down in unison, that formation, it is estimated that the ghost is coming in person, and this is just the treatment!

"Shopkeeper Jin, what are you doing here?" Yan Sanjun walked up to him with some embarrassment and whispered.

Jin Chengcheng stepped forward with a smile and said respectfully: "You are a guest of this pavilion, you deserve to receive such courtesy, and you don't need to see outside." ”

"Hey, you can't say that, I haven't agreed to your conditions yet!" Yan Sanjun said with a calm face.

"Huh? Third Young Master, can you do this? If you don't say yes, I'll lose my job. Third Young Master, for the sake of our friendship, you must help me! Jin Chengcheng made a bitter face and begged half-centeredly.

"Oh, if that's the case, I might have thought again." Yan Sanjun pretended to think, thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Shopkeeper Jin, let's just stand outside like this, won't it be too dazzling?" ”

Jin Chengcheng immediately understood, clapped his hands and said, "It's all ready, Third Young Master, please go inside!" ”

Stepping into the Medicine King Pavilion again, Yan Sanjun's mood was extremely different, when he first came, it was to buy medicine, but he inadvertently provoked a soldier ruffian, and offended the Gongsun Elder of the Medicine King Pavilion, which can be said to be unhappy; The second time I came, it was to sell medicine, and although I had another conflict with Gongsun Wensong, for the sake of money, when I left, I was still full of joy.

As for this third time, Yan Sanjun neither bought nor sold medicine, but turned into a guest of the Medicine King Pavilion, to be honest, his mood was a little excited, but more of a calm.

At this moment, the change in identity and status reminded him of a truth, that is, the strong are respected.

At any time, only by making yourself strong can you be recognized and respected by others. Just like now, if he was still the same zero-soul-powered, good-for-nothing teenager before, who would take him seriously!

Sitting in the private room on the second floor, Yan Sanjun and Jin Chengcheng had a cup of tea.

People in the underworld don't need to eat, however, except for tea soup, although the tea soup in the underworld has a tea word in its name, it is not tea in the real sense, it focuses more on soup. Regarding the soup, the most famous is the Meng Po soup.

Legend has it that when the soul crosses the bridge, he will meet an old woman with a bowl of soup in her hand, and after drinking it, she can forget all the troubles of the past life and make people free.

Of course, a legend is just a legend. The real Meng Po soup does not have such a miraculous effect, and Meng Po does not live on the opposite side of the Nai He Bridge, she lives in the capital city, belongs to the underworld army, is a medicine woman, specializing in the position of military doctor.

The so-called Meng Po soup is actually a kind of anesthetic, after drinking, it can alleviate the pain, and at the same time, it can restore part of the soul power.

These are all recorded in the historical sources of the underworld, whether they are true or false, but it is unknown.

The tea soup that circulates outside is actually a kind of medicinal soup, and drinking some often can replenish the yin qi in the body.

"Shopkeeper Jin, who helped our family out of the siege that day? can let Feng Yuhe escape without a fight, it shouldn't be an idle person! Yan Sanjun drank the tea soup and asked casually.

"Hehe, the third young master has good eyesight, yes, that's really not an ordinary person, he is the elder of our Medicine King Pavilion, and he came here to help." Jin Chengcheng explained with a smile.

"Oh, is his cultivation very high?" Yan Sanjun then asked.

"It's not very high, the realm of the nine-fold corpse dog spirit, in our Medicine King Pavilion, can only be regarded as average." Jin Chengcheng said proudly.

"What? Nine-fold corpse dog? I remember that in Musty City, the highest cultivation of the Onicha Niu is only close to the Eightfold Realm! Yan Sanjun said in surprise.

"Well, yes, Lord Niu is about to break through, and when he succeeds, there will be an eightfold corpse dog. Hehe, it's not me blowing to you, in this pavilion, there are so many corpses and dogs, it's nothing at all. This realm, in our cabinet, is only qualified to be included in the position of elders. Jin Chengcheng said.

The more Yan Sanjun listened, the more shocked he became, and he couldn't help but ask, "Isn't the elder layer your highest level?" ”

"Of course, they are at most the grassroots, in charge of some peripheral affairs. Oh, by the way, you probably don't know yet, just when I have time, I'll first introduce you to the internal organizational structure of the Medicine King Pavilion. Jin Chengcheng opened the conversation box and frantically instilled some information about the Medicine King Pavilion to Yan Sanjun.

From Jin Chengcheng's mouth, Yan Sanjun learned that the internal hierarchy of the Medicine King Pavilion was strict, not to mention anything else, there were only one elder layer, there were three levels, one was an ordinary elder, the second was a law enforcement elder, and the third was a Taishang elder.

Ordinary elders are those who have cultivated to the realm of one spirit and are able to refine some basic pills. The law enforcement elder is qualified to be elected only after cultivating to reach the realm of the three spirits and having the strength of a ghost general. As for the Supreme Elder, he will only be selected after reaching the strength of the Ghost King.

In addition, in the Medicine King Pavilion, there are also some special groups of people, although their cultivation is not high, their alchemy attainments are very superb. This kind of person, with the ability of alchemy, can also obtain a noble status. Generally speaking, those who can refine intermediate elixirs are qualified to become ordinary elders; Those who can refine high-grade pills are qualified to become law enforcement elders. And those who can refine the most mysterious ghost pill can be elected as the Supreme Elder.

In the Medicine King Pavilion, people at different levels will be treated differently, and the higher the status, the higher the treatment they will receive.

After learning about the organizational structure of the Medicine King Pavilion, Yan Sanjun suddenly felt how small the world he knew. Originally, I thought that it would be great to be able to cultivate to the point where I could cultivate like Master Niu Sili, but now it seems that there is indeed a heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world!

"Shopkeeper Jin, according to what you say, isn't the Medicine King Pavilion a behemoth! However, why is there only one Gongsun Wensong in the city? Yan Sanjun said with great curiosity.

Hearing this, Jin Chengcheng smiled and said, "Hahaha, Third Young Master, you are wrong about this." It is true that the Medicine King Pavilion is indeed a behemoth, but our Mustard City is only a very small city, and it can't even be marked on the map of the underworld. In a small place like this, only one Gongsun Elder is enough. ”

"Oh, is Mustard really that small?" Yan Sanjun muttered quietly, as if he was talking to Jin Chengcheng, and as if he was talking to himself. There was a moment of confusion in his eyes, and then another flash of light.