"Tian Yunyi is also like many people in Wang Zuo's family, he does not practice martial arts, but he cultivates the art of assisting the emperor, not to mention how smart he is, it is his means of strategizing and laying out the world, which is not comparable to ordinary people. Wang Zuo's family can rank among the top of the hermit family just by virtue of assisting the emperor, and Tianyunyi has the name of a genius that is difficult for Wang Zuo to come out of for three hundred years. Speaking of this, Mo Qingyu couldn't help but chuckle, "Since he said that Shanghai will be worry-free after today, he won't lie to you, I'm afraid that the person who sneaked up on your new home in the morning was also deliberately let go just to meet you." ”

Yang Shaotian was in a cold sweat, the strategist was really much more terrifying than the martial artist, he was in the dark but he could manipulate the life and death of others, this day Yunyi even calculated the way to see himself, and thanks to his own person, if he was really on the enemy's side, even if Yang Shaotian was not afraid of a tenth-level martial artist now, but he still didn't have the confidence to play a scheming strategist.

After being speechless for a while, Mo Qingyu handed the token back to Yang Shaotian, and then glanced at Yang Shaotian a few more times, wanting to say something, but he stopped talking, and finally turned around and went back to his room.

In the next two days, Yang Shaotian was still cultivating in the room by himself, and he soaked in the medicinal bath four or five times, and the immortal green wood in his body also had new changes, and two young shoots had grown, although it was not as good as the previous two divine leaves, but it could be regarded as some progress, but Yang Shaotian couldn't feel the growth of his cultivation, which meant that there was still a certain distance from the psychic Xiaocheng. Thinking of this, he also sighed helplessly, the medicinal liquid extracted by Shennong Ding is thousands of times purer than the conventional medicinal liquid, the psychic monk has bathed five times, not to mention the bottleneck, it is enough to enter the consummation, but Yang Shaotian does not feel that he wants to touch the bottleneck of Xiaocheng, he can only say how demonic people are, how difficult it is to cultivate.

On the morning of the third day, Yang Shaotian went to Yao's house with Mo Qingyu early in the morning, and today he and the Yao family will go to Jinling to participate in the auction of medicinal materials.

Along the way, Mo Qingyu and Yang Shaotian were in the same car, but the two didn't talk much, Yang Shaotian closed his eyes slightly, and his spirit was projected into the sea of knowledge, cultivating with peace of mind.

After several hours, the convoy finally arrived at the venue of the medicinal herb auction, the Yao family only came to Yao Zhenshan and Yao Ping this time, and even the bodyguards did not follow into the venue, because they also knew that nothing would happen with Yang Shaotian in nature, but they were a little surprised that Mo Qingyu actually came with him. As people at the scene of the martial arts competition, they naturally knew Mo Qingyu's identity, that was the eldest lady of the Mo family, even if she was outstanding, it was definitely not something that anyone in her family could afford. Yao Ping couldn't help but sigh in his heart, heroes and beauties since ancient times!

The four of them were wandering around the venue waiting for the opening of the auction, Yao Zhenshan also looked at Yang Shaotian's expression from time to time, he was the head of the Yao family, he naturally had a way of knowing people, and it was not in vain to live for so many decades. But no matter what Yang Shaotian saw, no matter who he saw, he was not surprised, such a calm attitude made Yao Lao secretly surprised, it was hard to believe that this was actually an eighteen-year-old boy, if he didn't say it, he thought it was an old man who had lived for seventy or eighty years.

After all, Yao Zhenshan is the largest Chinese herbal medicine merchant in Shanghai, and he has also met a lot of acquaintances in the venue, so he naturally greets old acquaintances in a friendly manner, although those people have seen Yao Ping, but they have never seen Yang Shaotian and Mo Qingyu, but they only thought that they were the two juniors of the Yao family, Yao Zhenshan brought them out to see the world, so he didn't care too much.

Before the auction, although there are also some medicinal materials for exhibition and sale, it is not a lot of money on the market, whether it is a five-hundred-year-old blood ginseng, or a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, they are all genuine, but it is a pity that Yang Shaotian has no demand for these medicinal materials, although they can also be used as medicinal materials for medicinal baths, but because of the addition of Shennong Ding Refining, there is no need for him to use such good medicinal materials, spend millions to buy a medicinal material, and the final improvement effect is only two or three percent stronger than now, it is really not worth it.

However, Yang Shaotian noticed some special people.

For example, he saw an old man, followed by a young man, the two of them had ruddy complexions, and their bodies looked very healthy, and what was even more surprising was that Yang Shaotian had observed that the real age of the old man was actually one hundred and twenty! Looking at the whole world, this can be regarded as a high-collar longevity, not to mention that most of the old people who are over 100 years old are like candles in the wind, and their vitality is weak; but this old man has a strong step, a fine light in his eyes, and no martial artist's aura, but his body exudes a different kind of momentum; the young man is similar to the old man's momentum, but it is more than one point weaker than that, but even so, it is still difficult to hide the outstanding momentum of these two people in the aura.

Mo Qingyu also saw these two people along Yang Shaotian's line of sight, and then secretly leaned close to his ear, and said softly, "The two people you see are from the Medicine King Valley, and that old man should be the elder sent by the Medicine King Valley to sit in this auction." ”

Yang Shaotian nodded, smiling without saying a word, he had actually guessed the identities of these two people a long time ago, because he had felt the power of the aura of the Heaven and Earth of the Medicinal Herbs in both of them. It is also recorded in the Primal Dao Recipe that there are all kinds of cultivators, sword cultivators, physical cultivators, Dharma cultivators, demon cultivators, and so on in the vast realm of cultivation. And the cultivation methods of these two people are not like the martial arts cultivation methods evolved by physical cultivation, but more similar to medicinal cultivation. Although they are many, much worse than real medicine cultivation, their cultivation methods are closer to the cultivation of true cultivation than ordinary martial artists.

In other words, medicine cultivation is accompanied by spiritual herbs and elixirs all year round, so they feel the aura of heaven and earth contained in herbs all year round, whether it is cultivation, bathing, or eating, they are inseparable from these spiritual herbs and elixirs, and use herbs to exercise the body, so that the physical fitness is stronger, and the spiritual energy in the body is more vigorous; at the same time, they also practice the art of alchemy with medicinal herbs, which is the cultivation method of improving spiritual and divine consciousness.

Yang Shaotian watched this old man and young shuttling through the crowd slowly, and couldn't help but smile slightly, it seems that the land of Yanxia is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, ordinary people feel that there are amazing means when they see martial artists, and martial artists think that level ten is the pinnacle of this world, but in addition, there are people like Yaowang Valley who cultivate simple medicine cultivation, outside the mountain, Qingshan Building, outside the mountain, a mountain is higher than a mountain, although this old man is cultivating medicine, but in terms of strength, it is definitely at the ninth level.

As for himself, Yang Shaotian felt amused again, he was an outsider in this world, an outsider, even if there were thousands of cultivations in this world, what if there were thousands of cultivations? What if there were a hundred years of inheritance and a thousand years of inheritance on the land in this hot summer? I have a trick to cover hundreds of millions of people, I have a trick to cross the world, and I have a wood to speak of immortality!