Zhang Yuan took Qingcao's hand and walked towards the third hall on the right. Zhang Yuan didn't bother to look at who was lying on the ground at all, he took care of himself and strode forward, his feet were like this, Shi Shiran stepped on the face of the cold-faced girl with a sharp chin, stepped on the chest of the thin girl, and by the way, kicked the ruthless man and woman to faint.

As for the three young brothers who followed him? Zhang Yuan didn't have to do anything anymore, when he slapped them just now, he took extra care of these three people, half of their brains were broken, even if there was a spirit pill to help, they didn't have half a year of effort, they didn't want to get up. Their obscene words completely angered Zhang Yuan, and Zhang Yuan restrained himself very much, so he didn't kill them.

In the third hall, an old man in green clothes took the paper handed over by Zhang Yuan and slowly turned it over. Gradually, the old man's smiling face froze, he glanced at Qingcao blankly, then looked at Zhang Yuan stupidly, and asked in surprise: "Qingcao, you just said, is he?" ”

In front of the old man, Qingcao was obviously much more relaxed. A really happy smile also appeared on her timid little face, and she laughed softly: "Brother Zhang Yuan, you are the new guest of this sect!" Zhang Yuan silently took out a token carved from purple jade from his sleeve, which was the order that Wei Yun left for Qingcao yesterday and asked Qingcao to hand over to him.

The old man's face twitched, he saluted Zhang Yuan with a dry smile, and asked a little blankly: "The little old man's medicine mountain steward Dao Yaozi has seen Keqing to worship." It's just that although the drugs listed on the list of Keqing's offerings are not precious, but in terms of quantity, they are really a bit scary, I don't know what Keqing wants so many medicinal materials for? ”

"Quantitatively, scary?" Zhang Yuan casually pulled out a piece of paper, pointed to the worthless 'One Million Jin of Suxin Grass' on it and frowned: "This amount, is it scary?" ”

Dao Yaozi smiled dryly: "Suxin grass is not worth anything, but a million catties, even if it is a dispensing medicine, how many people will eat and drink?" What's more, in the medicine list you prescribed, the least one of the 'Drunken Spirit Flowers' costs 10,000 catties, this ......"

Dao Yaozi glanced at the Keqing Offering Token in Zhang Yuan's hand again, it was indeed the Keqing Offering Token issued by Xuanzong, with this token, it was possible to mobilize part of the material and manpower of the Kunshan faction. But the list of medicines prescribed by Zhang Yuan is really too scary, right?

Of the three hundred and ninety-eight commonly used medicinal herbs, the least one is 10,000 catties! Oh my God, what is he going to do? Zhang Yuan shook his head lightly, and said lightly: "Prepare medicinal materials for me, I will explain this matter to Daoist Wei Yun." ”

After speaking, Zhang Yuan casually threw the Keqing Offering Token in front of Dao Yaozi, turned around and pulled the grass out of the hall. He said lightly: "I want to use these medicinal materials to make alchemy, and I am familiar with my hands." You mobilize so many medicinal materials, and you will have trouble if you want to come, so just take my Keqing Offering Token and do it. ”

"Alchemy? Familiar with the hands? Dao Yaozi was almost frightened by Zhang Yuan's words and fainted to the ground. Which sect is this monster guest worship? So many medicinal herbs, just to practice your hands?

Dao Yaozi shook his head, grabbed the token and carefully put it into his arms. He looked at the back of Zhang Yuan pulling the grass out, but a loving smile gradually appeared on his face. Grass, maybe keep up with a good master!

As soon as Zhang Yuan walked out of the hall with the green grass, the old man turned around and walked into a small room at the back of the hall. The room is clean, paved with green bricks, and the walls are made of terrazzo bricks on all sides, and a layer of plain bamboo paper is pasted on them.

In the middle of the room, there was a grass futon, with three long whiskers under his chin, his face was delicate, his eyes seemed to be open and closed, and there was a faint trace of purple light shooting out of his eyes, and Wei Yundao was sitting cross-legged on the futon. Hearing the footsteps of Dao Yaozi walking in, Wei Yun Daoren slowly raised his head, a cold lightning shot out in his eyes, and asked lightly: "What is Zhang Yuan Xiaoyou doing this time?" ”

Dao Yaozi respectfully placed the thick stack of prescriptions in front of Wei Yun Dao people, and he chuckled: "Master Zhang has opened a medicine list, all of which are commonly used to refine ordinary pills, but the quantity is too huge. Well, there are a few things in it that I can't tell what they are for, but there are a lot fewer of them. He bent down, picked up the piece of paper on top of the thick stack of prescriptions, and respectfully handed it to Wei Yundao.

"Hmm, ten catties of fire lava refining stone core, ten catties of fire chalcedony, all polished into powder?" Wei Yundao tilted his head and thought about it, and suddenly smiled: "Interesting, Zhang Yuan Xiaoyou, it is really the true nature of the Hundred Herb Sect, and he has been thinking about refining a large number of pills since then. ”

He didn't even glance at those prescriptions, just nodded and said, "Prepare all the medicinal materials, add two percent of each and send it to Zhang Yuan Xiaoyou." Well, pass on my decree, and give him everything that Zhang Yuan Xiaoyou wants to use in the future. ”

Wei Yun whispered with a little expectation: "It is a helpless thing for the Hundred Herb Sect to be destroyed. But maybe he can surprise us? In today's cultivation world, without those pills, it is really a fatal thing. Let's see how much he learned in the Hundred Herb Sect. ”

Dao Yaozi bowed slightly, took three steps back, and was about to walk out of the room, but he stopped again. He glanced at Wei Yun Daoren a little hesitantly, lowered his voice and said, "However, Master Zhang injured ...... just now" Dao Yaozi nodded towards the door, and said with a wry smile: "Behind those few people, there is Tianyun Patriarch support, Tianyun Patriarch, but the ancestor of that princess, you see?" ”

Wei Yun's eyes were shining, and he said coldly: "Send those six people to the Houshan firewood house to work, and do three years of hard work to hone their hearts." On Tianyun's side, I have my own words. Go ahead. A soft halo slowly spread out from Wei Yun's body, and his figure gradually became lighter and lighter in the halo, and finally dissipated into the air.

Dao Yaozi silently saluted in the direction of the futon, stepped forward and grabbed the thick prescription, turned around and left quickly. With a smug smile on his face, he hummed in a low voice, "Hmph, how many of you have today?" On weekdays, you are arrogant and domineering to bully people, but the old man can't help you with his low body, but today you have angered Patriarch Wei Yun, but you have your good fruit to eat! Hehe! ”

Zhang Yuan took the grass and walked on the edge of a big lake, on the white surface of the lake, several wooden boats were slowly drifting on the lake, and a group of miscellaneous disciples of the Kunshan faction wearing rough sermon robes were shouting and casting nets to catch fish. There was a circle of ospreys flying around the sky, as if they were ready to get a little meat from the hands of these miscellaneous disciples.

Qingcao quietly followed behind Zhang Yuan, and his little hand gently pulled Zhang Yuan's robe sleeve. She stared blankly at Zhang Yuan's slightly thin and lifeless back, and all she could think of was the scene of Zhang Yuan beating out the six senior brothers and sisters who had bullied her for several years with a wave of his hand. Qingcao's little hand tightened, and he grabbed Zhang Yuan's robe sleeve more and more hard. In addition to the Taoist medicine that cared for her, Qingcao suddenly found that in this cold world, it seemed that she had another person who could be trusted and relied on.

Although Zhang Yuan's face was always as cold as a dead man, and although his voice was as ugly as a ghost's scream, he gave Qingcao an extremely warm feeling.

"Grass!" Zhang Yuan suddenly called. Qingcao kept looking at Zhang Yuan stupidly, and didn't hear Zhang Yuan's cry at all. didn't respond, Zhang Yuan stopped violently and turned to look at the grass.