Chapter 135: Old Trough
In the wide west chamber, there are only Lu Zhengyuan and Bafenghan's master and apprentice, which seem to be particularly empty, and even the occasional scream, all echo bursts, which is very unaccustomed, Bafenghan looks around and has nothing to do.
"Okay, apprentice, you don't have to wander around here anymore, with this kung fu, it's better to comprehend the golden hammer of Qi Tian!"
Qi Tian beat the golden hammer, after obtaining it, he just condensed the pair of golden hammers, and did not continue to practice, it is good to have time to understand it, but Bai Fenghan and Lu Zhengyuan both know that in a short period of time, Qi Tian beating the golden hammer will not have any effect of breaking through the surname, and practicing is just killing time.
"Master, you say, how many people will go this time!"
"This time?" Lu Zhengyuan's face showed a hint of contemplation, the two fragments of divine power are the killer features that the Medicine King Valley took out this time, the rookies who generally participated in this competition, they have more eyes on it, as for the Tianyun Pill, most of these rookies, most of them are the leaders of the sect, except for a small number, the rest, almost all of them will get the Tianyun Pill, just like the Dragon and Tiger Erxiu of Zhengyi, they were given Tianyun Pill by the elders as early as a few years ago, when the Medicine King Valley was not opened, Zhengyi was the first major sect of the Daomen, and the number of Tianyun Dan obtained was also above all the sects, saying that it was the same one as other sects, but every generation, The monks with ten levels of supernatural powers that he appeared were always the most, and obviously, there were secret deals between them and the Medicine King Valley.
Lu Zhengyuan's news was not as good as Ba Fenghan imagined, and he couldn't say it clearly, he simply mentioned a few well-known monks, all of whom were mastered by Ba Fenghan, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited, and the surname Suo sat down next to him.
The magic weapon of the Luofu Hall is used to travel through the space, this speed is extremely fast, and in just three days, they have already seen the symbol of the Yaowang Valley, Yaowang Mountain.
Yaowang Valley is the same as Luofu Sect, the whole sect is built around Yaowang Mountain, when Luofu Hall flew closer, I saw the towering Yaowang Mountain, compared with the beauty and height of Luofu Mountain, this Yaowang Mountain looks particularly weird, the whole mountain is wrapped by black rocks, and the rocks on the mountain have not been artificially carved, which looks gloomy.
"Great Elder, we're here!" a young disciple suddenly came to the West Chamber, and said respectfully to Lu Zhengyuan.
"Alright, you go back, we'll go down right away!"
When Lu Zhengyuan took Ba Fenghan and walked out of the West Chamber together, the entire hall of the Luofu Hall was full of people, including Long Zhantian, who stayed in the main hall of the Luofu Palace.
"Senior Brother Long, Senior Brother Lu, it's the birthday of the Medicine King, we have come to the Medicine King Valley, we must abide by the rules of the Medicine King Valley, don't run around casually, if there is anything, just act collectively!"
Collective action, Long Zhantian glanced at Qingqiu, and couldn't help but laugh slightly for his statement, when he arrived in the Valley of the Medicine King, he couldn't control some things, it was difficult for Qingqiu to send people, and he couldn't follow him twenty-four hours a day.
Long Zhantian thought so, Lu Zhengyuan's thoughts were similar, he was also thinking, there were many monks gathered in the entire Medicine King Valley, and he also had a lot of close friends, just taking Ba Fenghan to get to know him, and he could be regarded as a familiar face, and if there was any problem in the future, there was no need to temporarily cram.
At this time, whether it is the unruly Long Zhantian or Lu Zhengyuan, they will not dismantle Qingqiu's platform on the spot, and even Qingqiu himself knows what the two of them think, it is just a rhetoric, and it does not really mean to control them.
The closer they got to the Valley of the Medicine King, the speed of their Luofu Hall slowed down significantly, slowly, as if moving forward.
At a distance of almost thirty or forty kilometers from the Valley of the Medicine King, the Luofu Hall suddenly flashed with light, one bright and one dark, flashing four or five times in a row.
"It's hard to do it, what other signals can't be done!" Ba Feng said coldly.
Actually, it really made Ba Fenghan guess correctly, this is really a signal, the meaning of this signal is very simple, the sect master of the Luofu Sect, the head of the Qingqiu Dao, and the huge Luofu Hall with the carrier, came to the Medicine King Valley.
Each sect has a special signal, of course, with the degree of cultivation realm, it can only represent the heads of each sect, and others will no longer pay attention to it.
Many monks gathered in the front hall, along the front point, looked out, in the gray color as the base color of the Yaowang Mountain, suddenly flashed a colorful light, in the colorful clouds, a divine light flashed out, connected to the Luofu Palace, a connection composed of rainbows, appeared in front of their eyes.
"This?" Ba Feng looked at this light curtain dumbfounded, as if it was an entity, faintly, and on the top of this pillar of light, he also saw the appearance of some steps.
"This is to receive the divine light, usually when a big person comes, it will flash out, it seems that the high-level of the Medicine King Valley has received the news that we are coming. β
As soon as Lu Zhengyuan's words fell, the words of the Master Qingqiu followed, and he said lightly: "Senior Brother Long, Senior Brother Lu, the guiding divine light of the Medicine King Valley has come out, let's go down!"
The three Yuan Infant Venerables, in order to give face to the Medicine King Valley, they must go to the Divine Light, which not only represents the Medicine King Valley's respect for them, but also represents the respect for the Medicine King Valley, as for the others, below the Yuan Infant Age, no matter how high the strength and status are, it is impossible to get close to the Divine Light, if it really goes up, not to mention whether the Divine Light can bear it, but just the blasphemy of the Divine Light is enough for the Medicine King Valley to take measures against him.
The three Venerables walked on the divine light, the moment they walked up, the divine light trembled slightly, their steps seemed to be extremely slow, but they were very fast, in just a few seconds, they walked a distance of more than thirty kilometers, and slowly fell to Yaowang Mountain.
The moment they landed, the same Yuan Ying Venerable also stepped forward to greet them.
The Medicine King Valley coincided with the birthday of the Medicine King, and there were a lot of people who came to watch the ceremony, and most of the Yuan Ying Venerables in the Medicine King Valley were in charge of their duties, and it was extremely important to be responsible for receiving VIPs from all sides.
The Luofu Hall slowly fell towards Yaowang Mountain, and the vacated halfway up the mountain was just right for the Luofu Hall here, and he landed slowly.
Originally, the Luofu Sect came to the guest house, but the Luofu Hall should be arranged, but the Luofu Hall came with their own people, and the guest house did not have to be, and even the basic hospitality was omitted.
The head of the house, sure enough, is well-trained, and when the people on Qingqiu go out, they have already begun to prepare, and the empty front hall instantly looks much neater, and it can welcome foreign guests.
The guests and hosts sat down separately, except for Hu Yanzhuo, the rest of the head hall entered the apse, and the four Yuan Ying Venerables gathered together, and only the disciples of the descendants could stay.
Ba Fenghan was also left behind by Lu Zhengyuan, and he, like Zhuge Nanlin and Hu Yanzhuo, stood behind the three Yuanying Venerables.
"The head of Qingqiu, I haven't seen you for many years, and my spirit is still so forgetful, these are the rising stars of your faction, it seems that they are not at a low level!"
The person in charge of the reception is Kong Youde, the third elder of the Medicine King Valley, who has always dealt with internal affairs and rarely does external affairs, but this time there are many people, and he has to do foreign affairs that he is not familiar with, and is responsible for welcoming guests.
After a few simple greetings, the Master Qingqiu simply explained a few words to Kong Youde about the Luofu Sect, and Kong Youde drifted away, and his birthday was about to start in a few days, which was the busiest and most critical time.
Watching Kong Youde leave, Master Qingqiu faintly announced: "Everyone disperse, the real hall will be held in the seventh day!"
Qingqiu left, and Lu Zhengyuan sat down slightly, and whispered to Ba Fenghan: "Wait, you go out with me!"
"This?" Ba Fenghan was stunned for a while, he didn't expect Lu Zhengyuan to actually violate the ban of the Qingqiu Master in public, and was about to say something, but he saw that Long Zhantian was taking Zhuge Nanlin and had already gone out with his head held high.
"Ah!" Not to mention them, all the disciples in charge of the family line were also extremely surprised, a somewhat stunned monk, opened his mouth and was about to say something, but was blocked by the senior brother next to him, he struggled for a long time, his face was a little red, but he was knocked on the door of the head by the senior brother with a chestnut, and angrily reprimanded: "What are you going to do!"
"Didn't the master say that we should act collectively?"
The senior brother was so naΓ―ve that he couldn't cry or laugh, and said: "Do you think that if the master is not there, he can control Long Zhantian, or Zhuge Nanlin." β
The two of them went out together, Long Zhantian was the fierce Yuanying Venerable, the two of them, it was indeed not something he could manage, he set his eyes on Hu Yanzhuo, but Hu Yanzhuo avoided his gaze as if he didn't see it.
sighed, the emperor is not in a hurry The eunuch is in a hurry, it is obvious that he is hot snow that has not been smoothed out.
The reason why Long Zhantian went out was very simple, immediately, the black market transaction was two days today and tomorrow, he needed to take advantage of this time to contact the organizer, otherwise, after spending so much money, he took more than 8,000 spars to play, and then took them back, he would lose a lot.
Bafenghan glanced at Lu Zhengyuan, and held back the words on his lips, Lu Zhengyuan smiled slightly and said, "Let's go, let's go out too." β
Ba Fenghan didn't have too many ideas, followed Lu Zhengyuan, and went out.
The two Yuanying Venerables both chose to go out at about the same time, so he was helpless for a while, he could even foresee that he, ah, many brothers, would go out with all kinds of requirements, faintly, he complained a little, why would the Master Qingqiu make such an order?
Luofu Hall is controlled by the people of Qingqiu, everything that happens in the hall, even if he is gone, is also clear, no wonder he came to the Medicine King Valley to do this, the density of monks in the Medicine King Valley at this time is extremely high, almost a piece of money can be smashed down a few strong monks. Lu Zhengyuan and Long Zhantian are both Yuanying Venerables, and they only take one person out, so they can take care of its safety, and if the others want to go out, he Qingqiu can't take care of it.
Although there were some difficulties, Hu Yanzhuo strictly carried out the master's orders, no matter who asked for him, he refused a word.
followed Lu Zhengyuan down to the Luofu Palace, and Ba Fenghan found that Lu Zhengyuan was very familiar with the Valley of the Medicine King, and almost didn't need to ask for directions and guidance, and came to Fang City.
Because it is the birthday of the King of Medicine, whether it is invited or not, all kinds of monks gather in Yaowang Mountain, and the entire Yaowang Mountain is very lively, and the market is bustling.
Lu Zhengyuan didn't buy anything in the Fang City, but went directly to the tallest building in the Fang City.
The name of the building is very quaint, Lanshui Pavilion.
"It seems to be a teahouse?" Ba Fenghan's mind, for some reason, flashed past the teahouse in Luofu Zongfang City, and muttered in his mouth.
"That's right, Feng Han, you're right, this is the teahouse!"
"Teahouse, what are we doing in the teahouse, do we drink tea?" Yaowang Valley, above the pill, is extremely famous, but on the tea leaves, it is much weaker, the entire huge Yaowang Mountain, and even all the territories controlled by the Yaowang Valley, have not produced good tea, and the ginseng leaf tea that can barely be used to entertain people can no longer be called tea in the full sense, he chopped the ginseng leaves, mixed them with various high-quality materials, and finally formed something similar to black tea on the earth.
Lu Zhengyuan shook his head and said, "Not all, I'm here to find someone!"
came to the teahouse to find someone, it seems that what Lu Zhengyuan is looking for has an abnormal preference for tea.
Walking into the teahouse, it was almost the same as outside, all of them were full, Lu Zhengyuan went upstairs without the slightest hesitation, and the handyman on the first floor saw it, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but he couldn't help it.
The layout of the second floor is much stronger than the first floor, because the level is opened, the number of people who can come up is much less than that on the first floor, most of them have a location, quietly, and some are holding the mellow ginseng leaf tea, slowly tasting it.
On the second floor, Lu Zhengyuan didn't stay too much, and went directly to the third floor, this time, someone came to block it, but he was forced to look at Lu Zhengyuan and glared back, what kind of person is Lu Zhengyuan, he is the Venerable Yuanying, any look, if he goes all out, Ba Fenghan can't stand it, not to mention the defenseless waiter, the waiter on the second floor, at most, is also at the level of Yangyuan.
The third floor is the most upscale place in the entire Lanshui Pavilion, so far, there is only one person sitting, who is intoxicated with a cup of ginseng leaf tea, slowly tasting, he carefully tasted the cup, as if it was a priceless treasure, taking a small sip of it.
"Old trough!" Lu Zhengyuan blurted out the words, and the old man's hair was all white, almost covering his face, and his beard stood upright, like a fierce Zhang Fei in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, such a fierce and abnormal character, Lu Zhengyuan actually called him the old trough.
When Ba Fenghan was muttering in his heart, the old trough head turned around and saw Lu Zhengyuan, obviously very interested in the name of the old trough head, and almost grinned and said: "Sanpi, why are you here, why didn't the stuffy gourd follow!"
Sanpi, Ba Fenghan almost couldn't help it, he wanted to laugh, it was easy to hold back, it was really only more thunderous, there was no most thunderous person, the master's name was actually called Sanpi, I really didn't know that it was the three skins, and the stuffy gourd mentioned by the old trough head should be ten **, it is the master of the master.
Lu Zhengyuan pursed his lips and said, "Okay, you old trough, when you see me bringing my apprentice here, you won't save me some face, do you talk like this!"
"You have accepted apprentices, aren't you going to accept them?" The old trough was stunned for a moment, and glanced back, Ba Fenghan's eyes were like lightning, and he was absorbed into Ba Fenghan's mind, as if to control him, he subconsciously took a step back, avoiding the old trough's forced gaze.
The old trough looked very carefully, it took a long time to finish reading, he lowered his head and drank a little tea, and said: "Yes, the guy is very good, Sanpi, you really have a vision!"
"Of course!" Lu Zhengyuan sat down unceremoniously, poured a cup of ginseng leaf tea, just took a sip, and said: "You are still drinking this, come, drink what I brought, this is the best produced this year, in the future, it will not be very convenient to bring." β
Lu Zhengyuan said, took out a small bag of tea from the storage bracelet, and put it on the table.
The small bag is made of the soft skin of a demon beast, which can not only isolate the breath in the bag, but also clear the peculiar smell, which is the best container for the prevention and control of tea.
The old trough's face was happy, almost lying on the table, directly smelling the small bag, nodding with satisfaction, and said: "The best Wuqiong tea, or three skins you are authentic, every time you see me, you can't forget to help me get it, I've been out of stock for a long time, otherwise, how could I come here to drink this bitter and don't pull a few, and add most of the ginseng leaf tea!"
Ba Feng was stunned secretly, this old trough, his face changed too quickly, just now he was still intoxicated and tasted the ginseng leaf tea again, and with a better one, he directly threw the ginseng leaf tea aside, which is too realistic.
The old trough head went his own way, and immediately called the waiter, and then Ba Fenghan noticed that on the head of this waiter, there was a faint trace of the talisman, although it was not fully formed, but it had also reached the peak of the imperial weapon, and the third floor was actually such a level of martial arts, it seemed that there was no escape from the robbery, and even only Yuan Ying could enjoy the third floor.
Although he drank his own tea leaves, the waiter did not have the slightest expression of embarrassment on his face, and the fog tea, especially the best fog tea, had a special brewing method, which required special rootless water and snow charcoal to heat.
There is no root water, the general teahouse is available, but the snow charcoal, it is not so easy to find, it is a special product of the Luofu sect, you need to go to the head of the vein, pick the branches and leaves of the round fruit, and then burn it into charcoal, because on the charcoal, there is a trace of silver line, so it is named snow charcoal.
I don't know if it was this waiter's great powers or something else, but the waiter quickly found these two things and sent them up.
The old trough was so excited that he casually threw a piece of medium-grade spar and threw it to the waiter, and the waiter's face showed a hint of joy, and then he retired.
"Sit down!" The old trough head looked at Ba Fenghan and stood behind Lu Zhengyuan, and said: "They are all their own people, you can call me the old trough head, or you can call me uncle." β
The old trough head, Ba Feng muttered secretly, this nickname, I'm afraid only people close to him, can be called casually, if he calls, I'm afraid it won't be good, he earned a thought, sat down on the small table, and shouted: "Uncle Shi is good!"
The old trough frowned and said in a low voice: "It's another rule-talker!"
Lu Zhengyuan laughed, the wise old trough, and said: "This is my good friend, Zhao Shangzhi, the elder of Tianchi Jinding. β
"Uncle Zhao!"
Zhao Shangzhili ignored Ba Fenghan, tilted to the side, waited for the snow charcoal to boil the water, and then made tea to drink, the best tea in his hand was almost consumed, and he had been out of food for a long time.
Under the heating of snow charcoal, the rootless water slowly boiled, Zhao Shangzhi habitually poured the rootless water into the teapot, and at the moment of pouring, the aroma came out violently, and the pure mist was also shrouded in the top of the teacup.
"Drink it, good tea, and have good techniques, I'm afraid that these superb fog teas, only you, Master Zhao, can brew the real taste, don't waste it!"
Under Lu Zhengyuan's suggestion, Ba Fenghan picked up the small teacup, in the teacup, the mist was swirling, as if around the mountain, the tea leaves of the foggy Qiongcha were upright, like a sword rising into the sky, he tasted it slightly, his mouth was full of fragrance, and he couldn't help but say excitedly: "Good tea!"
"Good tea, it's a pity that it's not much, today, I'll brew it for you three times, and I'll enjoy the rest slowly!" Zhao Shangzhi took the small bag of tea to his side like a calf.
Lu Zhengyuan knows that Zhao Shangzhi cherishes tea as his life, and he can brew it three times, I'm afraid it will be more, or it depends on the face of Wuqiong Tea itself.
After drinking two cups, the remaining cup is slowly tasted tea.
The fragrance of tea shrouded the room, Zhao Shangzhi closed his eyes intoxicated, and then enjoyed the fragrance of tea, and then asked Lu Zhengyuan: "Why did you just come, not a few days earlier!"
"It's a hitchhiker!"
"Hitchhiking?" Zhao Shangzhi was clear and asked, "Is Qingqiu here?"
"yes!"
"I said just now, why is there such a big movement, the feelings are picking you up, I just watched the excitement, plus there is a job to greet it, it's very beautiful for a while!"
Zhao Shangzhi's sarcasm made Lu Zhengyuan a little unbearable, and said with a straight face: "You old trough, we have intersected for hundreds of years, don't you know me, if I want this, I won't come out with it." β
Zhao Shangzhi smiled, but didn't say anything more, the whole room, fell into an inexplicable silence, where did Ba Fenghan sit, his eyes were between the two, looking at it, in the end, he still didn't speak.
After drinking the third cup, the room fell into a deep silence, and after almost half a cup of tea, Zhao Shangzhi suddenly said faintly: "The underground black market will open in three days!"
(To be continued)