Chapter 20: The Poor Are Dead
Guo Yang returned to the canopy boat and slept beautifully.
In the past six months, Guo Yang has either been on the way to fight monsters and collect medicine, or he has been cultivating day and night. This is very good for improving his combat power, but it also makes him extremely tired.
Outside, he had never slept soundly.
Only by returning to this small fishing boat, away from danger, away from deceit, and away from calculation, Guo Yang seems to be able to close his eyes steadily.
After getting along with Zheng Jingui for more than a year, he has slowly changed from sincerity and fear at the beginning to naturalness.
After all, although Guo Yang is a disciple of the Taiwang Sect, his age is only ten years old, about the same as his daughter. After slowly getting acquainted, Zheng Jingui looked at Guo Yang's eyes, less awe, and more warmth. It's like the warmth of a father to his child.
Zheng Hehua is also slowly not timid, and even dares to ask Guo Yang some simple questions sometimes.
Guo Yang saw all this, but he didn't say anything.
He knew his current situation, and he looked beautiful, but in fact, he was just a low-level cannon fodder of the Taiwang faction.
The life of licking blood on the head of the knife every day, this huge sense of drift made Guo Yang's heart slowly become stiff.
Guo Yang recuperated in the cabin for ten days, and by the way, he carefully studied all the elixirs. He basically knew the other elixirs in his heart, but the fire toad that almost killed him made Guo Yang tempted and had no clue.
"I still suffer the loss of no culture!" Guo Yang couldn't help but sigh, eager to learn a lot of knowledge so that he would no longer be so idiotic.
This strong desire for knowledge stimulates Guo Yang all the time. This strengthened the determination to find a way to become a disciple of the inner sect of the sect.
The ensuing distress came from those small blue stones.
Looking at the few dozen small stones, Guo Yang was so worried that he even stopped absorbing and cultivating.
"I have to find a way to find some more small stones, otherwise, my strength will never be improved. Then, in the process of collecting medicine in the future, I may throw my life away at some point. Guo Yang rested his head on his hands and lay in the cabin for two or three days.
He even regretted a little that he had killed Zhang Zihao too early, and he didn't have time to inquire about any situation related to the inner disciples.
Guo Yang's injuries were almost healed, and when he thought of the small cyan stone, he couldn't stay for a moment. Decide right now to go out and try your luck.
Guo Yang asked Zheng Jingui to dock the ship, and went directly to Qingyun Town without looking back. Truth be told, he hadn't seriously walked around the town yet.
Guo Yang first went to some pharmacies for a walk. These pharmacies are all the properties of the Taiwang faction, and they all have pharmacists from the Taiwang Building.
Guo Yang looked at the various carefully made pills and those clean-cut pills, smelling the rich medicinal fragrance, and felt very comfortable.
"Among these medicines, there are medicines that Lao Tzu dug up. Guo Yang thought to himself, walked slowly, and entered the only bookstore in the town by the way.
He suddenly had the idea to study medicine by the way.
He deals with medicine every day, but he doesn't know anything about medicine, which is a big pity.
Moreover, Guo Yang also has his own plans, he thought, Zhang Zihao took great pains to collect all kinds of elixirs, and he would definitely not directly swallow or absorb those elixirs, maybe like some medicines in the pharmacy, there will be prescriptions, which will be processed into pills by special methods.
Guo Yang was anxious to know the use of the large number of elixirs in his arms, as his current situation, it could be regarded as the only feasible way.
Entering the bookstore, Guo Yang was dumbfounded. When I was training in Taiwanglou, I learned a lot of knowledge, but those were basically related to medicine. When he went to the bookstore, he saw all kinds of books, all kinds of books, all kinds of all-encompassing, which made Guo Yang a little big.
Thinking about it, it is natural that he was born as a sheep herding baby, where can he have the opportunity to get in touch with more books.
However, Guo Yang soon had an idea. He first collected several books on medicinal materials, more than a dozen books on medicine and Taoism, and a few books on anecdotes and geographical graphics along the way.
At the same time, he also unexpectedly found a very strange book. This book, a bit like the last few pages of his own book "Innate Mixed Yuan Gong", is full of pictures, and each picture has dense annotations.
When Guo Yang first saw the book, he felt very inexplicable, because the patterns were very strange, with six long and short lines, marked with eight characters such as dry, exchanged, separated, and shocked. There are also a few pictures, and a few black dots form a peculiar figure, which makes Guo Yang confused.
However, this book immediately attracted Guo Yang, because the first word he saw was "dantian".
"This dantian is about the meaning of the lower abdomen, right? There are dozens of places in my book where this word appears. Could it be that this is also a book of martial arts secrets?" Guo Yang couldn't help but get excited and bought the book without hesitation.
Look at the rest of the books, most of them are romance novels and poems and songs, which are not of interest to Guo Yang, so I didn't buy any of them.
Carrying a large bundle of books out of the house, Guo Yang wandered around the town casually, went to a tavern by the way, ordered a few side dishes, asked for a pot of wine, and drank it slowly.
Outside the window, it was bustling, everyone seemed to be busy running around, high and low, fat and thin, poor and rich, men and women, but Guo Yang Dasheng, who was rarely leisurely, sighed.
After drinking, Guo Yang picked up the book and went to the blacksmith shop again.
He walked around, not buying any blades, just to see for himself how they had gone from a swarthy piece of iron to a sharp weapon.
Watching the combined action of fire and hammer, a blade gradually took shape, and then after special processing such as quenching, it finally showed the sharpness of Senran, all of which opened the eyes of Guo Yang, a sheep herding baby.
Subsequently, Guo Yang entered a jade antique shop.
He thought that the small cyan stone might be a special kind of jade, and maybe he could come across it in an antique shop.
Not to mention, Guo Yang really found a small cyan stone, but it was slightly larger than those in his arms, about the size of a pigeon's egg.
The cyan stone, carved with some auspicious patterns, was made with a small hole, worn with a delicate silk ribbon, and hung there.
Guo Yang approached the bluestone that had been carved into a pendant, and a familiar breath came out faintly, which lifted his spirits. But when he asked the price, for a while, Guo Yang felt that my whole person was not good - too expensive!
This pendant alone costs three thousand taels of silver!
Think about the hundreds of small cyan stones that I have absorbed from my practice in the past year, that is...... How much silver......
Guo Yang felt that the muscles on his face were a little trembling, and looking at the contemptuous eyes of the young man in the store, he wanted to reach out and slap out.
"Excuse me, what is the use of this stone, why is it so expensive?" Guo Yang stabilized his emotions and asked.
"Stone, boy, see clearly, this is a spirit stone! Do you know that the spirit stone is a special gem used in the cultivation of the immortal family, which contains spiritual energy, and if you breathe it out for a long time, you can lift the sun and soar and become an immortal. The guy in the shop squinted at Guo Yang, a dirt bun who had never seen the world, and said in a weird manner.
"Spirit Stone...... Nimbus...... Tuna ...... Immortal ......" Guo Yang felt a little confused for a while, because the news was so shocking that he couldn't turn around.
"This spirit stone turned out to be something used by immortals when they cultivated, no wonder it was so expensive. At first, I thought it was just an ordinary piece of jade. After digesting this shocking news, Guo Yang came back to his senses, and his brain quickly became smart.
"Of course. This kind of spirit stone, don't say that ordinary people can't afford it, it's your inner disciples of the Taiwang Sect, each person can only get one piece every month!" The guy in the shop glanced at Guo Yang's outer disciple of the Taiwang Sect, and his tone softened a little, but the arrogance on his face still made Guo Yang feel uncomfortable.
"The inner disciples can only get one every month! I thought that the inner disciples of the inner sect would have one or two spirit stones for cultivation every day. Alas, we, the outer disciples, have never even seen this treasure. Guo Yang shook his head and sighed.
"A spirit stone is already terrible. Listening to what our shopkeeper said, absorbing a spirit stone is equivalent to a month or two of ordinary cultivation!" said the shopkeeper.
"Is your shopkeeper an inner disciple?" asked Guo Yang tentatively.
"That's not true, but one of our shopkeepers' distant cousin is an inner disciple of your Taiwang Sect, and it is said that he has been promoted to the position of elder. The shopkeeper said a little smugly.
"Alas, to be able to become an inner disciple, how much creation should it take!" Guo Yang looked gloomy, shook his head and sighed.
"To become an inner disciple, you must first have qualifications, and secondly, you must have skills. For example, they can refine weapons, or they can refine pills, or they can dig elixirs. The guy at the shop was talking, and his face was also leisurely fascinated.
When Guo Yang heard this, his heart moved, and he hurriedly asked, "Digging elixir?
"Of course, you think it's easy to dig up the elixir, not to mention you outer disciples, even some inner disciples, it's very difficult to dig up the elixir. Not to mention anything else, just looking for elixir, many inner disciples don't have this talent at all, and they often wander around the deep mountains and old forests for more than half a year, and it is normal to not be able to find one or two elixirs. ”
The shopkeeper seemed to be very familiar with the inner disciples of the Taiwang Sect, and when he finally met an outer rookie like Guo Yang, he couldn't help but be a little pretentious.
"That's that, think about that elixir, it's all eaten by the immortals as a vegetable, how can we ordinary people pick it if we want to!" Guo Yang simply pretended to be stupid and stunned, and said.
"Eat it as a dish...... Haha, I see that you are also an outer disciple of the Taiwang Sect, why don't you understand anything! The elixir is used to refine the elixir. Do you know the pill? According to the pill, it is refined by those alchemy masters, and the effect of swallowing the pill is hundreds of times better than absorbing spirit stones! Listen to our shopkeeper, one pill can often be worth the effect of hundreds of spirit stones. The shopkeeper looked at Guo Yang with disdain and said.
"It turned out to be a refining pill, I thought it was eaten as a dish, or like ginseng, boiled in soup and drunk. Haha, this big brother, your knowledge is extensive, and it has opened the eyes of the younger brother!"
Guo Yang tried his best to flatter the shopkeeper, casually stuffed a piece of broken silver about half a tael, and continued without changing his face: "Brother, it is better for people like you to make friends than to read a century-old book." From now on, you will be my brother, and if you need anything, just ask. ”
The guy in the shop actually listened to some details, and it was hearsay about the specific pills or something. However, mortals like to listen to flattery, and seeing that Guo Yang is very sensible, he can't help but flutter.
He quietly put the broken silver into his sleeve, and began to blow the conch, telling everything he knew.
However, these basic knowledge, for Guo Yang, are really like an enlightenment. After all, a child who grows up in a sheepfold has too limited understanding of the outside world.
For example, the spirit stone is used for cultivation, for example, the elixir is used for alchemy, and these scales and half-claws of knowledge have solved Guo Yang's confusion.
"Every year, the Taiwang Sect will have a task test to select inner disciples, and as long as you pass the test, you can become an inner disciple smoothly. However, those test tasks are said to be extremely difficult, and few people can complete them. The shopkeeper continued.
"What are the test tasks? When will the selection tasks be released? I have just become an outer disciple, and I really don't know the situation, so I would like to ask my eldest brother for more guidance." "Where is Guo Yang willing to let go of such a good opportunity, he can ask as much as he can.
"The timing is uncertain. But brother, the test mission is not a joke, I heard that people die every year. As for the time, it varies from year to year. In this way, my brother will keep an eye on you, and I will tell you as soon as there is news. The shopkeeper said in a big way, holding his chest up and looking up, he really looked like a big brother.
"Then thank you big brother first. I am in the medicine collection team in Taiwanglou, my name is Guo Yang. If you can become an inner disciple, the younger brother will definitely repay the eldest brother with all his heart!" Guo Yang also held his head high, patted his chest and promised loudly.
Just as the two of them were patting their chests, a light cough came from the back hall. In an instant, the shopkeeper's face turned green, and the waist pole that had just been erected instantly wilted, and he bowed and saluted: "Shopkeeper, your old man is here." ”
A white and fat middle-aged man turned out of the back hall, glanced at Guo Yang coldly, and sat down on a sandalwood chair noncommittally. The shopkeeper trotted over with his hands and feet, quickly made a pot of tea, and neatly poured it for the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper took the tea bowl, slowly took a small sip, glanced at Guo Yang, and asked lightly: "This little brother, you inquired about the inner disciple test, do you also want to participate?"
"It's a great blessing for a villain to be fortunate enough to be an inner disciple of the King Sect, and it's a lie to say that you don't want to. Guo Yang hurriedly said with a smile.
"Young people, it's good to have ideas. What will you do?" asked the shopkeeper.
"I ...... I'll pick medicine. I'm from the herb picking team. Guo Yang said.
"Collecting medicine? The medicine collection team is useless, what people need is elixir. The shopkeeper frowned and said, seemingly impatient.
"I can pick elixir once in a while. My nickname is Skinny Monkey, and I climb high, so I can occasionally encounter elixirs. Guo Yang said.