"Brother, I want it too, I want it too!" Zheng Yuan pulled the corner of Zheng Jia's clothes and sprinkled her cuteness in front of everyone.

"Didn't my brother already give you the Pure Yang Sword Technique? Wait for you, after you have practiced the Pure Yang Sword Technique to the end of the year, will I give you a more powerful exercise?" Rubbing Zheng Yuan's hair, Zheng Jia sent Zheng Yuan like a child, anyway, he is not a child.

"The soft water formless and the pure yang swordsmanship are similar. The difference lies in the development of vitality and the use of sword moves. The sword has priorities, and the vitality has fog, rain and ice. This soft water is not as difficult to cultivate as the real gold body, but it is undoubtedly very boring, so what you can achieve depends on your own efforts!"

It was getting late, and everyone went back to their rooms to rest. The starry crescent moon and the intermittent chirping of insects and frogs give the lonely night a little life.

After a night of silence, Zheng Jia finally slept fullly, and when he woke up naturally, it was already more than half of the hour, and the first thing he did when he got up was to jump on the roof, sit down cross-legged with his legs, his hands were sealed, facing east, his eyes were slightly closed, and he quickly followed the law of clear air between breathing and inhaling, and merged with the breeze and light.

In one night, his strength has actually increased to two thousand three hundred levels, which is impossible for ordinary people to achieve in three or four years, but Zheng Jia only took a few nights to complete it, if this is spread, it will definitely attract the attention of the entire Ice Heart City.

An hour later......

"In another month, you can break through to the second mountain, so that the status of the family can be improved a lot, and now the important thing is to solve the rest of the matter. Alchemy, alchemy...... If I remember correctly, the family should have some medicinal herbs that strengthen the foundation of Peiyuan, and if you want to repair the damaged dantian, the year is more than 100 years, so go to the patriarch to go. ”

Thinking of this, Zheng Jia walked towards the place where the patriarch lived, thinking on the way, in his previous life, he could not say that he was better than everyone in the whole continent in alchemy, but he was by no means a nameless junior, and the last place he stood on was the eightfold alchemist, who became famous on the road with the refining of the Transformation Pill.

Of course, his fame was not because of the Eightfold Transformation Pill, but because he single-handedly destroyed the rebellious Baiyou Sect in the southern part of the empire.

At the beginning, the Baiyou Sect and Nianzong wanted to overthrow the empire, and the empire had a civil war for a year, and finally because of Nianzong's cowardice, the Baiyou Sect failed. It can be said that although it was not Zheng Jia's credit to exterminate the Baiyou Sect back then, he also made the most efforts.

At the beginning, Zheng Jia killed four strong men of the Eight Mountains with the strength of a seven-fold mountain, and even went down in history, because after that battle, his whole person was stained red with blood, standing on the mountain peak, its horror level is comparable to that of the devil, and the title of Blood Red Venerable was also derived from this.

Soon, Zheng Jia had already walked to the patriarch's study, and just wanted to knock on the door when he heard a loud noise from inside......

"Patriarch, it's not me nagging, you should also know that it is very risky for a foreign son who casually hurts people to enter the inner clan, if he becomes strong one day, who can control him?" Zheng Jia dipped saliva on his fingers, poked a hole in the paper window, and saw an old man shoot up from the hole, and almost jumped up.

But the patriarch was quiet, and he faced this old man with a calm face, and I didn't care about it. He knew this old man, he was the most powerful elder in the clan except for the patriarch, and his strength was at the five-fold mountain and water level, which was very terrifying.

"What are they talking about inside?" Curious, Zheng Jia decided to listen to it.

"Our Zheng clan has always had only the strong to stay, and the rest that can't protect the family will be put into foreign clans! This is the rule set by the ancestors, what's the matter? Zheng Haiwei, do you want to change the clan rules?" The patriarch shook his sleeve robe and directly pressed the clan rules.

"Don't use the clan rules to bluff me! I have good words to advise, now is the time when the competition between the three major families in Ice Heart City is the most intense, if Zheng Jia's stinky boy in the middle dares to mess around, I will directly take a knife and ask for it!" Zheng Haiwei's tone was rampant, and Bubble Xingzi also came out casually, without the appearance that an elder should have.

"When the time comes, why should you worry about the sky? No, I said Great Elder, are you deliberately looking for Zheng Jia's stubble? He is obviously a young man with amazing talents, why do you want to embarrass him? Is it for your own selfishness?"

The patriarch deserves to be the patriarch, and every word he said was thorny, and the great elder couldn't say anything.

Zheng Jia, who could hear it clearly outside the window, could be said to have developed admiration for the patriarch. Although he didn't have too much contact with the patriarch in his previous life, but Bingxin City was killed, Zheng Yingming, the patriarch of the Zheng clan, was the first person to face the demon clan, and he was also the first person to kill the leader of the enemy.

Great Elder Zheng Haiwei was so angry that he couldn't say anything, his face turned from red to iron-blue, there was no reason to continue to make noise, he snorted, shook his robe, and pushed the door out with the sound of the wind in a big stride.

That is, when Zheng Haiwei pushed the door hard, he happened to bump into Zheng Jia sneakily eavesdropping in front of the window next to the door, and then glared at Zheng Jia fiercely with angry eyes.

Embarrassedly lowered his head and scratched the back of his head, Zheng Haiwei snorted again, shook his hand and walked away.

Looking at Zheng Haiwei's shrinking back, Zheng Jia just shook his head helplessly, and when he walked into the patriarch's room, he saw the patriarch with his back to him, sitting at the tea table with a thoughtful look.

Zheng Jia couldn't bear to disturb the patriarch who was thinking, but he had no choice but to find him for something, so he could only cough lightly twice and said in a low voice: "Patriarch, inside, inside, I need some herbs to strengthen the foundation of Peiyuan, and I hope the patriarch ......"

The patriarch's body moved slightly, raised the slightly pale head, hummed in his throat, took out a token from his pocket that was only half the size of a palm, and threw it to the position of Zheng Jia behind him.

Catching this token, Zheng Jia clenched his fists with both hands and bent down slightly to the patriarch, and said respectfully: "Patriarch Xie is complete! By the way, patriarch, my junior has one more thing to ask for, that is, I want to beg the patriarch to allow Zheng Yuan and Zheng Shu to also return to the inner clan and live with our family of three." ”

Seeing that the patriarch just said "whatever you want" in a low voice, Zheng Jia walked out of the door lightly and gently closed the somewhat broken wooden door by the way.

Walking out of the room, Zheng Jia glanced at the words on the token - Yihe Hall. Yihetang knew that the courtyard where the Zheng family had cultivated medicinal herbs for generations would not have too precious herbs in it, and the year would generally not exceed five hundred years, but there were a lot of medicinal herbs for the solid foundation of Peiyuan.

Although there are many medicinal herbs in Guben Peiyuan, it is a bit rare to have a year of more than 100 years, after all, the history of the Zheng family is only more than 600 years, and the herbs planted in the middle are used and died, so the remaining herbs are not more than 400 years at most.

Yihe Hall is about a hundred meters east of the Fangxin Tower, two stone lions in front of the hall are sitting majestically, and in front of each of the stone lions stands a refined man, who is obviously guarding the front door of Yihe Hall.

Zheng Jia was just about to pass between the two, but the spears in their hands immediately crossed into a big "X" shape, blocking his path. One of the guards said majestically: "Those who hold Yihetang tokens are near, if you don't have this card, please leave quickly!"

This is a voice full of energy, shouting it even shocked Zheng Jia's skin and flesh, and immediately handed the token in his hand to the guard, the guard glanced at it, and then touched the quality of the feel, and then sent out a body from his throat, and then returned the token to Zheng Jia, and the spear was withdrawn, making way for Zheng Jia.

Although Yihe Hall is not a forbidden place of great importance to the family, the medicinal materials in it are indeed extremely valuable, and when converted into money, the total value is between 1.2 million and 1.5 million taels of silver, which is an astonishing amount, enough to support the expenses of the residents of the center of Ice Heart City for a year or more, so there will be two guards here.

What's more, Zheng Jia can clearly feel from the breath of these two guards that they all have the strength of the double mountain level, looking at their appearance, they are in their early thirties, and it is not impossible to break through to the triple mountain at the age of forty, and it can be seen from here that the family attaches great importance to Yihe Hall.

Zheng Jia walked to the front of the gate, raised his head and swept around the two doors, which were very huge, and at first he pushed them open with the brute force of his flesh, but he only pushed them open by a fraction!

When the vitality ran to the four meridians of the Hand Shaoyin Heart Meridian, the Hand Shaoyang Sanjiao Meridian, the Hand Yang Ming Large Intestine Meridian, and the Hand Sun Small Intestine Meridian, a pale white mist-like substance floated out, and with the help of the strength of the calf, Zheng Jia riveted forward vigorously, and only slowly opened it, and after a long time, it opened a slit that was only enough for him to enter alone.

Zheng Jia was already out of breath when he got into the cracks, and the first thing he did when he entered Yihe Hall was to figure out why this door was so difficult to push, turn around, how to look normal, and couldn't find anything abnormal at all.

"What the hell is going on?" Calming down and carefully looking for clues, Zheng Jia was like a second monk who was confused. Judging from his memories of his previous life, except for the fact that the medicinal materials were sufficient and valuable, this Yihetang did not have any shining points to speak of.

He looked at the door, knocked and knocked, touched and touched, but could not find any clue before leaving with a strange face.

There is no need to stumble to the end if you don't understand something, it's like when you do a math test paper, the first few questions are all special functions you can't solve, the last few questions of addition, subtraction, multiplication and division are your master, and if you don't do the simple questions in the back, it will be foolish.

What's more, Zheng Jia came to Yihetang to have important things to do, not to be stuck in the heavy problem of two doors.