Chapter 413: Hanging Pot Villa (3)
Sang Jinshi suddenly roared, shaking the cups and saucers on the table, a large cloud of purple fire erupted from him, the mace was raised, and the purple fire was all attached to the mace, he saw the direction of Biyou Gongzi, jumped up, and threw a thunderous blow at Biyou Gongzi's next step.
After taking half a step, he saw the opponent's mace smashed head-on, leaned back, and gently touched the ground with his toes, floating three feet back.
Sang Jinshi struck the ground with all his strength, and with a loud bang, the three-inch-thick stone slab was smashed to pieces, and thousands of purple flame sparks erupted, flying towards all directions.
The guests were far apart, but they were not afraid, but Biyou Gongzi had to open the fan to resist, and the three-point spark hit the fan surface, which shocked Biyou Gongzi's wrist. He knew that this was the time when his opponent's strength was exhausted, and he had to seize the opportunity, and when the corners of his robe were raised, three green steel cones shot at Sang Jinshi.
Sang Jinshi condensed the qi into a shield to resist, but the strength on the air shield was not as good as the usual two, after the green steel cone broke it, the residual momentum was undiminished, poof, one pierced through his palm, and the other two hit his thighs and shoulders.
Biyou Gongzi had the upper hand, and smiled at him: "We only win or lose, not life and death, Brother Sang, admit it." "Sit back at your seat.
Two horses and men rushed over, one held Sang Jinshi, and the other used a dagger to raise a green steel cone for him, seeing that the wound was flowing red blood, he knew that the hidden weapon was non-toxic, took out the healing ointment and applied it, and bandaged it properly.
Sang Jinshi looked at Biyou Gongzi, glanced at everyone again, and finally nodded to Shang Hong: "Master Shangzhuang, the surname Sang's skills are not as good as others, and he has no face to stay here, so he has left." He left with his men in frustration.
Shang Hong gradually sent the second brother to see off the guests, and continued: "Honzhuang will write the name and quantity of the drugs sold on two hundred nameplates, and the nameplates are scattered in the Fumi Valley in the back mountain, according to the old rules, please go into the valley to look for them, and hand in the name cards before sunset today, and the village will distribute the drugs according to the name brands you hand in." ”
A middle-aged man with a polite demeanor stood up and said to Tao Mengyuan: "Mr. Tao, I don't know if Mr. Tao will accept the request just now?"
Several more people stood up and said, "Mr. Tao's wonderful hands are very good, even today's saints are very respected, now that Mr. Tao is old, if there is no disciple to inherit the medical skills and soul breaking needle skills, and it will be lost in the future, wouldn't it be regrettable?"
Tao Mengyuan shook his head and said, "You don't need to say much, the old man has already brought many juniors when he was the chief physician of the Imperial Hospital, and now he is disheartened and just wants to live an idle and clean life. He arched his hand and turned to walk towards the back hall.
When he traveled to the southern Hebei region, he came to a mountain, and saw that the grass and trees were lush and the elixir was abundant, so he invested money and energy to build a mountain villa for collecting and selling medicines, and that mountain villa was the Hanging Pot Villa.
Shang Hongjian was his disciple back then, thoughtful and sophisticated, but he was not outstanding in medical skills, so he was sent here to take care of the villa. Later, he saw that Shang Hongjian made the operation of the Hanging Pot Villa famous in the world, so he completely handed over the villa to Shang Hongji.
Shang Hong gradually said: "Master insists on this, don't be reluctant, I'm sorry." ”
The highest peak and the two peaks behind it are called "Three Peaks Qixiu", and the three peaks are connected by an iron bridge as the only passage from the front mountain to the back mountain. After walking through the three peaks, you will come to a mountain with a gentle peak, and you will arrive at the Kazami Valley by walking down the mountain road.
This valley covers an area of more than 30 li, the wind direction is different in the valley, east, west, north and south, circulation and other winds can be encountered here, and the type of wind is uncertain, so it is named "Kazami Valley". There are floating rocks of various sizes in the air, large enough to build a pavilion, and small enough to sit cross-legged, with all kinds of flowers and trees on them, unlike anywhere else.
A maximum of twenty people came in the group, and some lone warriors formed a team on the spot and formed an alliance. However, most of the rangers are quite famous in the martial arts, and they disdain to go together, so they go inside alone.
After everyone entered the valley, they scattered around, looking for the famous brand of medicinal materials they needed. When everyone in Jinzhou came to an open space, Cao Youlian and five other members of the Raven God Sect sat together, flipped their hands, and chanted a strange spell in their mouths, and after a while, wisps of black qi emanated from their bodies, and the black qi accumulated more and more, and finally covered the six people.
The children of the Li family stood on huge rocks in different directions to guard against foreign enemies. Li Shijun said in a deep voice: "General Yuan, we have to be careful, don't let the enemy disturb their methods." ”
At this time, the black qi dissipated, and all six of them changed their appearances, their hands turned into bird claws, and their heads also turned into crow heads, their eyes were bright red, and their expressions were hideous.
Lu Xiaoyuan said in his heart: "It turned out to be a group of demons and monsters. ”
The six crow monsters cried at the same time, making a hoarse and piercing strange cry, and the cry penetrated into the sky, and after a while, crows flew in one after another, landing in the circle formed by the six monsters.
Li Shijun said: "The wind direction here is disordered, and it is difficult to send the sound out, otherwise the effect of this spell will be more obvious." ”
The crows rose into the air, circled a few times, and then flew in all directions.
Seeing the six crow monsters standing up, Lu Xiaoyuan said, "Can those crows bring the name brand by themselves?"
A strange person said dissatisfiedly: "That's called the Black Winged Divine Bird." ”
Cao Youlian smiled and said, "The spells given to believers by the Black Wing God are of course the most wonderful, boy, I see that you have good roots, if you join this sect and get the blessing of the Black Wing God's divine power, the future is limitless." ”
Lu Xiaoyuan said: "Thank you for your kindness, I really don't dare to take it." ”
At this time, a crow flew back, clutching a famous brand with both paws, Cao Youlian took it down and looked at it, wrote "Yin Leaves, Twenty Pieces", and said with a smile: "Excellent, excellent." ”
Lu Xiaoyuan thought to himself: "Yin Ying Ye was born in an ominous place full of ghosts, long-term exposure can lead to insanity, and the elixirs they came to purchase are all such evil and poisonous things, I don't know what to do." ”
The crows came back one after another, bringing back all kinds of name tags, all of which were needed for the trip.
Lu Xiaoyuan was bored, so he said hello to Li Shijun and went to the valley to hang out. At this time, everyone was looking for a famous brand, and some found the medicinal materials they couldn't use, so they went to exchange with others, but more often than not, the two sides fought for a famous brand, and there were not a few who were injured and bleeding.
The fight here is also quite unusual. A swordsman in Tsing Yi was besieged by three big men, and gradually felt defeated, so he jumped between the moving pumice rocks, hiding from the enemy's pursuit.