"This is the true recipe of the cultivation method of the True Qi Period, these three bottles of elixir are the elixir that you take every time you ascend to the level when you practice during the True Qi Period, remember that you must not rush forward in your cultivation, you must not be in a hurry!" Yuwen Zhou Yuan said.

"Yes, the disciple must obey the teacher's orders. Yuan Zhengang said.

"Come, now I'll explain to you the cultivation tips of this Jade Spirit True Technique......" Yuwen Zhouyuan continued.

Then he began to teach Yuan Zhengang to meditate and practice qi.

After Yuan Zhen had just mastered the essentials of meditation and qi training, the crooked-eyed Song Zihong came up with axes, ropes, sickles and other things, followed by several farmers, carrying a lot of green bamboo, straw and the like, it turned out that the crooked-eyed Song Zihong was also a lazy thing, he was unwilling to cut bamboo and build a house by himself, so he took out a few taels of silver and invited someone to help them build a house.

These people came to the platform, and under the joint command of Yuwen Zhouyuan and Crooked-Eyed Song Zihong, they built three bamboo huts and three bamboo beds in a short time.

So, the three of them settled down on the mountain.

Two days later, Yuwen Zhouyuan opened his eyes and said to Yuan Zhengang and Song Zihong: "You two stay here, let me go and see what happened to those demons in Beiyin County?"

"Master, those enemies should be left to the disciples, and the disciples should kill them with their own hands to avenge their grandfather and fathers and fellow villagers!" Yuan Zhengang said to Yuwen Zhouyuan.

"This master can promise you, I will go back to Beiyin County to see the situation. If you want to take revenge, you have to cultivate well!" Yuwen Zhou Yuan said.

"Yes, the disciple must be a good student to cultivate!" Yuan Zhengang said.

Yuwen Zhouyuan had to explain to Song Zihong with crooked eyes alone, then Song Zihong was tired of living outside, and he wanted to go back to his hometown to see, so Yuwen Zhouyuan had no choice but to take him on the road with him.

Three days later, the two arrived outside Beiyin County, and saw a few notices by the city gate from a distance, and Song Zihong, who had crooked eyes, walked over.

However, after a while, the kid came back in a rage, still holding a list in his hand.

He slammed the Bangwen to the ground and yelled: "I'm angry, I'm really angry, Zhengang is worth five hundred taels of silver, Yuwen Gongzi is also worth one hundred taels, his grandmother's, Lao Tzu is only worth two taels, his grandmother's, those bastards are really fucking illiterate, Lao Tzu is at least worth five taels!"

Yuwen Zhouyuan hurriedly picked up Bangwen, and saw that the heads of himself, Yuan Zhengang and Song Zihong with crooked eyes were painted on it, which was not very clear, and it was obviously a long time had passed.

Looking down carefully, I saw that I had become a wanted criminal in the province, and the crime was poisoning and killing 589 people in Dongliukouzi, Yuwen Zhouyuan and Crooked-eyed Song Zihong were accomplices, and they offered rewards of 500 taels, 100 taels and 2 taels respectively to arrest the three people.

Yuwen Juyuan smiled indifferently after seeing it, and raised his hand to point at the notice and turned into ashes.

"Don't take this seriously, the people in this government must have colluded with the murderer! It seems that if we want to find out the clues, we have to start with the people in this government. "Yuwen Zhou Yuan Dao.

"Yuwen Gongzi, I, Song Zihong, listen to you!" Song Zihong said wittily on the side.

"Okay, let's go into town. Remember to put this on. Yuwen Juyuan said as he took out an item from the storage bag and handed it to Song Zihong, and then walked forward.

Song Zihong took it and saw that it was a delicate mask, and he put it on his face without thinking about it.

This mask was given to Yuwen Zhouyuan by Wen Zhengming, and Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't expect that his dignified True Yuan Dynasty monk would actually use the mask used by the high-ranking idle Jianghu people, if others knew about it, I don't know what they would say.

As soon as the two entered the city, they saw a group of people surrounding the archway in front of them, pointing at a sign.

Yuwen Juyuan aimed his eyes at the crooked-eyed Song Zihong.

Crooked eyes, Song Zihong pulled a big head and said loudly: "I'll go and take a look!"

Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled and said, "It's best for you to come forward and look at it, anyway, it's only worth two taels of silver, and no one will see you!"

"Hey, Yuwen Gongzi, don't mention this matter again, I'm in a hurry with you again, the government and his grandmother are playing tricks on me, and you are also here to laugh at me, who am I recruiting to provoke whom?"

Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled, and no longer laughed at the crooked-eyed Song Zihong, the crooked-eyed Song Zihong pulled his head and stepped forward, squeezing through the crowd to see the list.

After reading it for a long time, he didn't see a name - all the words on it knew him, but he didn't know them.

But this Song Zihong has his own way, pulled a person who looks like a showman, pointed to the list and said: "Boy, read it with me, his grandmother's, what is written on it, I haven't looked at this thing for a long time, it's really a little strange!"

That Xiucai was angry and happy, thinking that if you don't know how to read, you can't read, so you can't read, and you also came up with a "forgot" excuse, and the attitude is still so arrogant!

Na Xiucai originally wanted not to give this crooked-eyed Song Zihong Nian, but when he looked back, the crooked-eyed Song Zihong had a tiger's back, a face full of meat, and a fierce look in his eyes, he suddenly softened, and immediately trembled and read it to him.

It turned out that this is the list of Chen Laifu, the richest man in Beiyin City, to the effect that half a year ago his only daughter had a strange disease, all day long, he was sluggish, he didn't think about tea and dinner, and it was especially serious in the past three months, he was unconscious every day, and he couldn't be cured by countless doctors.

After listening to Song Zihong, his eyes immediately lit up, half of the family wealth is not a small amount, this Yuwen Gongzi is a person who cultivates immortals, and it is not easy to cure this mortal disease.

Haha, people who cultivate immortals don't love money, and Yuan Zhengang doesn't love money either, if you ask Yuwen Gongzi to help you cure, isn't this money cheap for yourself, haha, the old man said that I could make a fortune with Yuan Zhengang, and this will not be fulfilled immediately!

Thinking of this, he let go of that Xiucai, stepped forward in three steps and two steps, and stretched out his hand to pull down Bang Wen.

The guard of the Bangwen family will see it clearly, and when he saw the crooked-eyed Song Zihong picking up the list, he immediately surrounded him, and when a short and fat old man gave a salute to the crooked-eyed Song Zihong, he said respectfully: "Sir, can you really cure my young lady's illness?"

"Isn't that nonsense? can't you cure me, what are you doing with this list!" Song Zihong said with crooked eyes.

"However, there are already a lot of writers who have written lists, and they have entered our house but they are helpless against Miss's illness, so if Mr. is not completely sure, please post this list back first, lest we have to write a new one!"

"Then where is it, if I post it back, what if this half of the family wealth is robbed by others? You old man, it's really wordy, why, look down on me, think I can't do it? Hehe, it doesn't matter if you look down on me, I still have a backer, hey, Yuwen Gongzi come here, we have made a fortune, there are thousands of family fortunes here!" The crooked eyes Song Zihong took the list and jumped to his feet and shouted.

Those generals grinned, thinking that this person would treat people, and it was hard for others to believe that he was a veterinarian.

Yuwen Zhouyuan and saw Song Zihong jumping and jumping in the crowd with crooked eyes, looking elated, and couldn't help but step over.

Crooked-eyed Song Zihong saw Yuwen Zhouyuan coming, grabbed Yuwen Zhouyuan, stuffed Bangwen Xiangyuwen Zhouyuan's hand, and said: "Yuwen Gongzi, I found a deal for you, hehe, this time there is a lot of reward, half of the richest man in Beiyin, don't you cheap others, give me crooked eyes Song Zihong, it's not easy for me to cook and wash water for you and your apprentices these days!"

Yuwen Zhouyuan took the list of words given to him by Song Zihong with crooked eyes, smiled, waved at the generals, and said, "Where is the door of your house, lead the way in front of this son!"

Yuwen Zhouyuan's words, a convincing majesty naturally revealed, the old family general couldn't help but gasp, there was no trace of the idea that this person was a cheater, let alone dare to ask more, and immediately respectfully led Yuwen Zhouyuan and the others to the Chen Mansion in the city.

A few people crossed the street, and in a short time came to the door of a magnificent manor.

The vermilion lacquer gate of the manor was tightly closed, leaving only a small door next to it for people to enter and exit, apparently because the owner of the manor was worried about the condition of his only daughter and had no intention of entertaining guests, which caused this magnificent gate to become increasingly cold and depressed.

The old family will introduce the two into the living room of the house, and after the fruit and refreshments are served, they will confess and say that they are going to report to the master.

Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded slightly, and motioned for the family to go in and report.

The family rushed in.

Yuwen Zhouyuan sat on the chair and closed his eyes to recuperate, crooked eyes Song Zihong didn't care, seeing that the pastry was made meticulously, and the fruit was even brighter, he couldn't help but have a big appetite, grabbed a pastry with one hand, picked up an apple with the other, and opened his mouth to "crackle" and chew and bite it.

When the footsteps outside the living room sounded, and a white-bearded old man wearing a scarf walked in, Song Zihong was eating half of a pastry with crooked eyes, and when he saw someone coming in, he also felt a little rude, so he hurriedly stuffed the other half of the pastry into his mouth, and then swallowed it into his stomach, but the pastry was dry, and Song Zihong was in a hurry to eat, and he choked in his throat at once, and immediately suffocated his face red.

At this time, it happened that the old man was polite to the two, Yuwen Zhouyuan stood up and replied to the old man, but Song Zihong's crooked eyes were so red that he couldn't say a word.

At this time, Chen Yuanwai had already learned the name of the crooked-eyed Song Zihong from Yuwen Zhouyuan's mouth, and looking at the crooked-eyed Song Zihong's ugly state, he couldn't help but think in his heart: It's a pity that this rather literate name!

At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan asked Chen Yuanwai: "I don't know how Gui Qianjin got this strange disease, and what medicinal stones do you usually use?"

Chen Yuanwai sighed after hearing this, his nose was sore, and he couldn't help shedding tears, and said after a while: "I won't hide it from you, the little old man only has a daughter in his fifty, usually he is afraid of being scared in his hand, and he is afraid of melting in his mouth. The second door is not stepping, but this year I don't know what's wrong, suddenly I fell ill, at the beginning of the mind was still clear, and then the spirit became more and more blurred, to the head of three months, even more coma in bed, a sickness, how many doctors I usually found, how many masters I invited, exhausted the medicine stones, did all the magic but still did not work, the old man was helpless, only to ask the master to heal the little girl!"