Sun Tiecheng pointed to the bloody thread dumpling and said to Fan Zhongfu: "The person in this dumpling is you. You used your flawless skills to put yourself into this garment."
Fan Zhongfu looked at the dumpling in his hand blankly, shook his head and said, "This can't be me."
The reason is very simple. How could he include himself in the techniques he used?
Sun Tiecheng said: "It must be you, otherwise who else could it be?"
Fan Zhongfu looked at the thread dumpling in his hand and seemed to wake up a little: "No, I just took you in."
Sun Tiecheng laughed when he heard this: "Aren't you talking nonsense? I am right in front of you, when did you take me in?"
Fan Zhongfu touched the thread dumpling in his hand. Blood was still seeping out, and the flesh and blood inside seemed to be beating.
He was afraid. The more afraid he was, the faster his heart beat. The faster his heart beat, the faster the flesh and blood in his hands beat.
"Then, even if it's not you, it's not necessarily me." Fan Zhongfu said without confidence. The only explanation now is that he just used the technique to not take in the middle-aged man in front of him, but instead took in a
A person of unknown origin.
Sun Tiecheng sighed and said: "Why are you so stupid? Take a closer look first. I look good in front of you.
This is definitely not me."
While speaking, Sun Tiecheng pointed at Qiu Zhiheng again: "This man is as skinny as a monkey, but he still stands tall and graceful, so it's definitely not him."
Qiu Zhiheng didn't know what to say, and he didn't know what the situation was in front of him. Fan Zhongfu was invincible to Qiu Zhiheng.
However, in front of this middle-aged man, Fan Zhongfu became someone who could be manipulated at will.
It's not a metaphor, it's real.
Sun Tiecheng said to Fan Zhongfu: "There are only three of us here. It's not me and it's not him. Who else could it be? Aren't you the only one left?"
Fan Zhongfu was speechless.
After living for such a long time, he had never seen a real foolish cultivator, nor had he ever seen the technique of reversing the consequences. He didn't know what methods the middle-aged man in front of him used.
Sun Tiecheng said: "If you don't believe it, just squeeze the thread dumpling in your hand and see if it hurts?"
Fan Zhongfu's hands were trembling and he didn't dare to squeeze them.
Sun Tiecheng waved his hand, and like a magic trick, he changed the thread dumpling into his hand: "You can't bear to pinch it.
Let me help you and see if it hurts."
He took it, he pinched it.
Sun Tiecheng put the thread dumpling in his hand and shook it gently. Fan Zhongfu's bones cracked and he fell to the ground with a thud.
Pain, heartbreaking pain!
But after the pain subsided, Fan Zhongfu was a little confused, where did his bones come from?
He is a clothing cultivator, a clothing cultivator on the clouds. His flesh, blood, bones, and internal organs have all been transformed into clothes.
This is a deception!
This is illusion!
That silk ball was not me at all, I was deceived by him!
Fan Zhongfu gritted his teeth, stood up immediately, waved his hand, threw out thousands of needles and threads, and surrounded Sun Tiecheng.
Clothing repair skills, step-by-step stitching.
These needles and threads form a special formation. People trapped in the formation cannot move easily, otherwise they will be cut by the threads.
There seem to be many gaps and holes between the intertwined silk threads. Don't even think about escaping from these gaps and holes. If you stick out a hand from the hole, your hand will be cut off. If you stick your head out, your head will be cut off.
Dropped.
There is no way to escape from the formation formed by the walking needle technique. The way to break the formation is to destroy these needles and threads.
However, these needles and threads are extremely strong. To destroy the needles and threads, you need targeted techniques or weapons.
Fan Zhongfu's tactics were very clear. If the needle and thread could trap the middle-aged man, he would kill him immediately and then deal with Qiu Zhiheng.
If the needle and thread cannot trap the middle-aged man, it can at least delay him for some time, and Fan Zhongfu still has a chance to escape.
Sun Tiecheng was trapped in the needlework array, looked at Fan Zhongfu and said, "Do you feel any pain?"
He pinched the silk thread bag in his hand again.
Fan Zhongfu vomited a mouthful of blood and collapsed on the ground again. Under the severe pain, the formation could no longer be maintained, and the needles and threads were scattered into a ball.
What's going on?
Isn't it a deception?
Why does this pain feel so real?
Sun Tiecheng kicked off the needlework under his feet and came to Fan Zhongfu with a smile: "Just tell me, does this belong to you?" Fan Zhongfu nodded and said, "Senior, that's what you say. As long as senior lets me live, you can say whatever you want."
"Let you go?" Sun Tiecheng squeezed the silk dumpling again, and Fan Zhongfu felt that several of his bones were broken.
I rolled my eyes in pain.
"Why did I let you go?" Sun Tiecheng squatted on the ground and looked at Fan Zhongfu, "You just lied to me and said you knew where the iron-barred bamboo was. I am an honest man and I really believed you. I didn't expect you to treat me like this."
Play dirty tricks,
Shouldn't a bird like you die?"
"Senior, I am from Seolhwapo. If you want to kill me, you have to look at Seolhwapo's face.'
Sun Tiecheng smiled: "What kind of reputation does Xuehuapu have? To judge your reputation, you have to look at the cream. The cream is a good thing to put on your face. Are you a cream?"
Fan Zhongfu still said the same thing: "What the seniors say is whatever it is. If you say it is cream, I am cream."
Sun Tiecheng stretched out his hand towards Fan Zhongfu and said, "Okay, squeeze some ointment and show it to me."
"I, I can't squeeze out."
"Shall I squeeze it for you?" Sun Tiecheng squeezed the thread dumpling.
Fan Zhongfu lamented loudly: "This junior is short-sighted and has no intention of offending my seniors. Seniors are arrogant. Don't argue with juniors. As long as you spare my life, I can do whatever my seniors ask me to do."
Sun Tiecheng nodded and said, "Tell me first, do you know where the Tiejin Bamboo is?"
"Senior, I really don't know." Fan Zhongfu didn't lie. He really didn't know where the iron-reinforced bamboo was.
There are iron-reinforced bamboos on Kuwu Mountain. This is just a legend. Fan Zhongfu has never seen iron-reinforced bamboo in his life. There are also very few people in Puluo Prefecture who have seen iron-reinforced bamboo.
"I don't know, so what are you doing here?" Sun Tiecheng pinched the silk dumpling back and forth several times.
Fan Zhongfu felt that all the bones and internal organs in his body had been squeezed into a pulp.
He has tortured many people with his flawless technique, and until today, he really doesn't know what this technique feels like.
"Senior, please allow me to say something, I know where the iron-reinforced bamboo is————·
Sun Tiecheng rubbed the thread and said, "Just tell me if you know."
This thread dumpling has become Fan Zhongfu’s nightmare. If he takes another look at it, he feels like he has been cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.
"Senior, I really can't remember————"
Sun Tiecheng was about to make dumplings again, and Fan Zhongfu shouted in a hissing voice: "I'll take senior there! I'll take senior there right away! I haven't been to Kuwu Mountain for many years, and I have indeed forgotten a little. When I pass through this forest, I will remember it.
Senior, I can really remember it!"
Fan Zhongfu burst into tears, and Sun Tiecheng sighed and said, "You are so pitiful, okay, you lead the way, I will trust you for once."
The two of them walked into the woods, Qiu Zhiheng stood there, not knowing what to do.
Sun Tiecheng turned around and said, "I see there is a flower in your basket. Are you here to collect blood seeds? There are apricots in this forest. Go quickly and pretend you have never seen us."
Qiu Zhiheng didn't dare to pick apricots, nor did he dare to go down the mountain. He stood there, wanting to wait until Sun Tiecheng was completely gone before he left.
After waiting for a while, I suddenly heard Sun Tiecheng shouting in the distance: "Why are you running? Don't run. It's good for you to follow me. If you run away now, you will definitely regret it!"
As soon as Qiu Zhiheng finished speaking, he saw Fan Zhongfu flying down the mountain. After a few steps, with a pop, the whole person disappeared on the hillside.
The fog in Kuwu Mountain was very thick. Qiu Zhiheng didn't know why Fan Zhongfu disappeared. As he got closer, Qiu Zhiheng smelled something strange, and then heard Fan Zhongfu's struggle.
Poof, poof!
Fan Zhongfu swam hard in a pool of golden soup, but the golden soup was too thick. Fan Zhongfu had to endure great resistance every time he took a step forward.
Why is there a Jintang Pond on Kuwu Mountain?
This place should not be suitable for farming. Who would do such a big project here?
After a hard struggle, Fan Zhongfu finally swam to the edge of the pool.
He grabbed hold of the slippery pool wall and used the clothing repair technique - Feather Wings.
The clothes on his body were gathered behind his back, dismantled into threads, and the threads were rewoven and intertwined, turning into a pair of huge wings.
The wings had absorbed enough gold juice and were slightly heavy, but after flapping several times, Fan Zhongfu still flew up.
The Jintang Pond was very deep, and it was very difficult for Fan Zhongfu to fly upward every foot.
This is not only because his wings are very heavy, but also because his body is severely corroded by the gold juice.
Since falling into the golden soup pool, he has returned to the state of clothing repair. There is no flesh and blood on his body. There are layers upon layers of clothes, but from the innermost layer to the outermost layer, every piece of clothing is riddled with corrosion.
This is equivalent to a normal person having a thousand holes burned through his body. In this state, Fan Zhongfu can still fly, which shows his advanced level of cultivation.
Flying upward inch by inch, Fan Zhongfu finally flew to the edge of the pool.
Mr. Xu stood at the edge of the pool and poured a spoonful of golden soup down.
This is the golden cultivation technique, the golden light shines everywhere.
Under the golden light, a pair of wings behind Fan Zhongfu turned into fly ash, and he fell into the pool again.
Sun Tiecheng sighed, stood on the edge of the pool, and said to Fan Zhongfu: "You think you are so disobedient? I told you not to run, but you refused to listen. Do you regret it now?"
Seeing Mr. Xu coming, Qiu Zhiheng breathed a sigh of relief.
Xu Han asked: "Xiao Qiu, what are you doing here on Kuwu Mountain?"
Qiu Zhiheng took out the flowers of blood-skinned apricots from the basket and said to Xu Han: "I want to pick some blood-skinned apricots and give them to Mr. Yao."
Xu Han smiled and said: "Silly boy, tell me directly about this kind of thing from now on. Try to come to this kind of place as little as possible, and hurry down the mountain."
Qiu Zhiheng turned around and walked down the hillside. Sun Tiecheng said: "Don't drive them away, they are here to pick apricots! Little brother, there are indeed apricots in the forest. Pick a few more and bring some to Lao Xu.
If Lao Xu hadn't saved you today, you would have died."
Yes, it was all thanks to Mr. Xu who saved me that I saved my life.
Qiu Zhiheng looked back, he was a little worried about Mr. Xu.
Xu Han waved his spoon, signaling him to leave quickly.
Seeing Qiu Zhiheng walking away, Sun Tiecheng sighed: "Old Xu, what are you doing? They are really here to pick apricots. Aren't you delaying their serious business?"
Xu Han looked at Sun Tiecheng and said, "Don't worry about what others do. First tell me, what did you do here?"
Sun Tiecheng looked at the Jintang Pond, smiled, and said nothing.
Xu Han poured another spoonful on the top of Fan Zhongfu's head. This technique is called golden juice capping. The golden juice flowed down from Fan Zhongfu's head at a steady speed until he was covered with golden color. Now Fan Zhongfu could not hear anything and his eyes were filled with golden light.
Can't see.
Sun Tiecheng saw this and spoke: "I came to Kuwu Mountain to get some iron-reinforced bamboo and go back to make elixirs."
Xu Han frowned and said, "Who told you that iron-reinforced bamboo is used to make elixirs?"
Sun Tiecheng smiled and said: "Don't worry about it, just decide whether to give it or not?"
Xu Han shook his head: "Why do I have to give you such a precious medicinal material?"
Sun Tiecheng shrugged his eyebrows: "It's just based on our past friendship."
Xu Han still shook his head: "I have no friendship with you."
"Regardless of friendship, let's talk about grudges."
"I don't have any grudges against you. I had no involvement in the destruction of Fool's City."
Sun Tiecheng nodded: "The fact that you didn't get involved proves that you are my old Sun's friend. When friends meet, they should have a drink and reminisce about old times. Why do we have to fight with each other?"
Xu Han thought for a while and felt that this made sense. He took a spoonful from the pool and brought it to Sun Tiecheng: "How about we have a drink?"
Sun Tiecheng nodded: "Okay, let's drink together!"
Xu Han took off a wine gourd from his waist and drank all the wine in the gourd: "I did it first because he drank all the toasts, leaving only the golden soup in the iron spoon.
Sun Tiecheng sighed, smiled bitterly and said, "You old guy, why don't you follow the path?"
Xu Han also sighed: "I am a farmer, but if I follow your path, the farmer will always suffer.
Wen Sun Tiecheng waved his hand and said: "If nothing else, let's just talk about this serious matter. I want iron-reinforced bamboo. Will you give it to me or not?"
Xu Han said: "You want it, but I don't want to give it to you. It's useless for us to keep talking like this. It's better to have a fight."
"I told you, we are friends, don't use swords or guns. Let's let him judge and do whatever he says!" Sun Tiecheng looked at Fan Zhongfu in the pool.
Xu Han fished Fan Zhongfu out with a spoon.
Fan Zhongfu wiped the gold juice from his face and looked at Sun Tiecheng and Xu Han.
Sun Tiecheng spoke first: "There is something going on between the two of us, and I want you to comment on it. I came all the way to Kuwu Mountain to collect some medicinal materials, but this old man refused to give them. What do you think I should do about this matter?
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Xu Han took a spoon and mixed the golden juice in the pool: "Common medicinal materials are given as long as they are given. Some medicinal materials are priceless, but he cannot take them away with just a word."
Sun Tiecheng said: "If one sentence doesn't work, let's just say a few more. You give me a price and I'll buy it."
Xu Han said: "I won't make a price, I won't sell it to you, and I won't let you take it. What can you do?"
Sun Tiecheng looked at Fan Zhongfu and said, "Listen, are what he said reasonable?"
Xu Han also looked at Fan Zhongfu: "Tell me, what is reason?"
Fan Zhongfu licked his lips and looked at Xu Han first.
He knew that this was the ancestor of Jinxiu. When he came, someone in Xuehuapu had told him to avoid Xu Han, but he didn't expect that Xu Han didn't avoid it and met another ruthless person.
Sun Tiecheng became impatient and pinched the thread dumpling in his hand: "I'm asking you something, why don't you say it?"
Xu Han was also a little angry. He waved a spoon in front of Fan Zhongfu and said, "Why are you hesitating? Just tell me when you've decided!"
How to say?
Saying this to Sun Tiecheng is tantamount to offending Xu Han, and you will have to go to the golden pond.
Saying this to Xu Han would be tantamount to offending Sun Tiecheng and would result in him cutting him to pieces.
Fan Zhongfu knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the two of them: "Two seniors, two grandpas, you adults, please spare my life."
Upon hearing this, both of them were unhappy.
Sun Tiecheng pinched the thread dumpling and said, "I think you are sick. You can't understand what you are saying. I need to relax your muscles and bones."
"Don't relax your muscles and bones, you have to take medicine to cure the disease," Xu Han put the spoon in front of Fan Zhongfu, "Come on, young man, open your mouth."
It won't work if we don't say it today.
Fan Zhongfu never thought that he would be able to judge these two worldly masters one day.
After careful consideration, Fan Zhongfu spoke. He looked at Sun Tiecheng and said: "I think what this elder brother said is reasonable. We are all friends. He came all the way here. He didn't say steal or rob. He just collected some medicinal materials.
, it should be convenient for people."
Sun Tiecheng smiled: "Old Xu, listen to what I said!"
Fan Zhongfu didn't just say it casually, he really thought it through.
If he offended Sun Tiecheng, if he squeezed the thread ball twice more, his life would be gone.
But if he offends Xu Han, he can still save his life if he soaks in the golden pond for a while longer.
If you can survive, you still have a chance to escape.
Xu Han sighed. Since they had made an appointment, with their status as Sun Tiecheng, they could not break their promise on this matter.
"Old Sun, I really can't tell you where the iron-reinforced bamboo grows."
Sun Tiecheng said with both hands: "If you don't keep your word, you are bullying an honest person.'
Xu Han pointed at Fan Zhongfu and said, "You hand this man over to me, and I'll get you two bamboos. What do you think?"
"Okay!" Sun Tiecheng nodded, "I don't want bamboo leaves or bamboo poles, I just want bamboo shoots!"
He wants bamboo shoots!
Xu Han's expression became more solemn.
Sun Tiecheng folded his hands and said: "Why, you don't want to give it anymore? The mouth is under the nose, and the spit is the nail. Lao Xu, I respect you, you must keep your word!"
"Okay, fine, you wait here while I go get the bamboo shoots."
Not long after, Xu Han came back, holding two bamboo shoots in his hand, "Ten iron bars, you can inspect the goods yourself. If you feel something is wrong in the future, I will not return or exchange them."
Sun Tiecheng looked at the bamboo, nodded and said, "What you brought here is definitely not fake."
After saying that, Sun Tiecheng clasped his fists and left with the bamboo shoots.
Xu Han looked at Fan Zhongfu and smiled: "We are the only ones left now."
Fan Zhongfu knelt down and kowtowed, shouting repeatedly: "Senior, have mercy on me! I never wanted to offend senior. I came here to find Qiu Zhiheng. I stayed in Yaowanggou for many days and did not dare to look for him because I was afraid of offending him."
you,
I learned that Qiu Zhiheng went to Kuwu Mountain, so I followed him. As you saw just now, Qiu Zhiheng was in good shape. I didn't beat him or kill him. I just gave him a few words to scare him. "Senior, you can't
Because this little thing will kill me!"
"You get up first. I don't want to kill you. I ask you three things. If you answer me truthfully, I will let you go."
Fan Zhongfu nodded and said, "Senior, please speak."
"First thing, why are you causing trouble for Xiao Qiu?'
Fan Zhongfu answered truthfully: "I am from Xuehuapu. The people above me asked me to find Qiu Zhiheng, use him to lure Li Qi out, and then use Li Qi to investigate the whereabouts of Xuansheng Honglian."
Hearing this, Xu Han asked a second question: "They say that Seolhwapo is for salesmen. Have you ever seen a salesman in Seolhwapo?"
Fan Zhongfu said: "I have never seen a salesman in Puzi."
"The third thing is, have you ever seen a salesman outside Seolhwapo?"
Fan Zhongfu lowered his head and said, "I must have seen that before. When I entered Taoism, I bought the medicinal powder from a salesman."
Xu Han shook his head and said, "You're not talking about something that far away. I'm asking you, have you ever met a salesman since you joined Seolhwapo?"
"I've met him before. I bought some things from him. Naturally, I didn't dare to be rude to him, but he and I couldn't talk too much, especially what happened in Puzi. That was absolutely not allowed to be mentioned.
There are rules in Seolhwapo. Unless you have a mission, you can't talk about what's going on in Pozi when you leave Pozi.
You can't recognize people in Puzi either. Even in front of the salesman, you have to act like an ordinary person so that no one can see anything special."
After asking the three questions, Xu Han thought for a while.
He put away the spoon and said to Fan Zhongfu: "I can let you go now, but you have to be an internal agent for me when you return to Seolhwapo. You have to write me a letter every day to inform me of the situation in Seolhwapo."
Fan Zhongfu nodded repeatedly.
One letter a day, can he do it?
He couldn't do it, he wouldn't even provide internal support to Xu Han.
He just wants to get away as soon as possible. No matter what Xu Han says, he will agree.
Xu Han took out two gold nuggets, real gold nuggets, and handed them to Fan Zhongfu: "From now on, I will use this to write letters. If there is paper, write it on the paper. If there is no paper, write it on the wall. If there is no wall, write it on the ground. As long as
If you can write the words down, I can receive them, remember?"
Fan Zhongfu accepted the gold nugget and nodded: "I remember."
"If you remember, then go down the mountain. With your cultivation, you can leave Kuwu Mountain within an hour. Then you will find a place to stay first, and then write your first letter to me. Do you remember?"
"Remember!"
"I'm telling you again that you must write to me within an hour. Do you remember it?"
"Remember!" Fan Zhongfu held the gold nugget and ran down the mountain.
Leave Kuwu Mountain in an hour?
He underestimates me too!
Fan Zhongfu once again used the feather-cloth winging technique, and two wings grew out of his back. He took out his needle and thread and mended the wounds on his body while flying.
He flew very slowly at first. After five minutes, the golden juice on his wings dried up and he sewed up some of the wounds on his body. In less than ten minutes, Fan Zhongfu flew out of the Bitter Mist Mountains.
After coming down the mountain, he didn't go to town or find a place to live. He went directly to Xindi, just wanting to leave Yaowanggou as soon as possible.
After flying for more than three hours, Fan Zhongfu found that the scenery below him was a bit familiar. After the village was the wilderness, and after the wilderness was the village. The cycle went on and on, but he never saw a new land.
Lost?
Fan Zhongfu firmly believed that he could not get lost, and he realized that he should have fallen into Xu Han's backhand.
Too careless.
It's time to write him a letter. If I don't write this first letter, I will definitely not be able to get out of Yaowanggou.
Fan Zhongfu fell to the ground and found a stone in a forest. He was about to write a letter when he suddenly saw Xu Han standing in front of him.
"Senior-" Fan Zhongfu trembled, "I was about to write a letter to you, but I couldn't find a suitable place.
I’ll write to you right away, I’ve almost got my gold nuggets out.’
Xu Han sighed: "Why did you break the promise I made with you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding scene changed.
The surrounding woods disappeared and were replaced by a thick fog.
He is still on the Bitter Mist Mountain.
Fan Zhongfu shouted: "Senior, I was wrong. I really wanted to write you a letter, but I just forgot about the time!"
Xu Han shook his head and said, "You are sick and you need to be cured!"
"Senior, former——"
Xu Han pinched Fan Zhongfu's mouth, held up a spoon, and served the golden medicinal soup: "Here, take the medicine."
The warm medicinal soup slid down the esophagus and into the stomach.
Fan Zhongfu had tears in his eyes and his body was shaking uncontrollably.
"Sun was walking outside the city and thinking to himself, remembering how tragic things were back then. I am like a bird in a cage that cannot spread its wings. I am like a tiger that has left the mountain and is lonely. I am like a wild goose that comes from the south and is separated from its flock. I am like a dragon trapped in shallow water.
On the beach————.」
Sun Tiecheng himself modified a version of "Silang Visits His Mother", walked and sang all the way back to the City of Fools, and entered his yard triumphantly.
Gui Jianchou was still squatting at the door and never moved.
Sun Tiecheng frowned and said, "You're really just squatting here, get up quickly and don't block the way here!"
Gui Jianchou stood up straight and said with a smile: "City Lord Sun, is the matter done?"
Sun Tiecheng snorted coldly: "Then you still need to ask? Today I will show you what the bamboo shoots of Iron-Reinforced Bamboo are!"
Gui Jianchou really wanted to see it. He had never seen the bamboo shoots of iron-reinforced bamboo: "I heard that iron-reinforced bamboo has ten iron bars. I don't know if they can be seen on the bamboo shoots."
"Yes! Why not?" Sun Tiecheng was very proud, "I was afraid that Lao Xu would lie to me, so he counted them one by one in front of me, ten in total, not a few!"
While talking, Sun Tiecheng took out the bamboo shoots, and Gui Jianchou counted them carefully beside him.
On the top of the green bamboo shoot shell are iron bars with a metallic luster. Each iron bar extends from the tip of the bamboo shoot to the root of the bamboo shoot, a total of ten iron bars.
Gui Jianchou exclaimed, "There are really only a lot of them."
Sun Tiecheng frowned: "No, one is missing."
Gui Jianchou shook his head and said, "I counted ten iron bars, and there are indeed a lot of them."
Sun Tiecheng shook his head and said: "It's not an iron bar, it's a bamboo shoot missing!"
Xu Han gave Sun Tiecheng two bamboo shoots, and Sun Tiecheng brought one back.
"Where did the other bamboo shoot go?" Sun Tiecheng looked at Gui Jianchou.
Gui Jianchou shook his head and said, "I definitely don't know this."
Gui Jianchou was very nervous. In fact, Sun Tiecheng was not angry. He looked at Gui Jianchou seriously: "I want you to tell me, who stole this thing?"
Gui Jianchou thought for a moment: "The only person who can steal things from you is their ancestor, the pirate repairman."
Sun Tiecheng thought for a moment and said, "Are you talking about Thousand Hands? He should be the only one, but I remember that he was beaten to death by the salesman."
Gui Jianchou thought for a moment: "I think it's easy for the salesman to beat him, but whether he can be beaten to death is another question."
Green Water City, Yuanzhufang, deep in the alley, there is a small courtyard.
There are two tile-roofed houses in the yard. An old man is sitting in the main room, drinking tea.
This old man looks very distinctive, with a thin body and a curved back. He is sitting on a chair, his feet just touch the ground, and standing on the ground, he is barely higher than the table.
Looking at his appearance, his high cheekbones are red, his sharp chin is black, he has two thin eyebrows, a pair of thin eyes, and two sharp and thin front teeth are exposed from time to time in his thin lips.
The old man took a sip of tea, put down the cup, and shouted to the empty yard: "Come in!"
He Jiaqing appeared next to the old poplar tree in the yard, entered the main room, and bowed to the old man in a polite manner.
The old man smiled and said: "You little bastard, I asked you to come, and you did come!"
He Jiaqing said: "My ancestors have given orders, how dare I not come?"
"How's the ring going?"
"There is still a little bit of decoration left, and it will be finished soon."
"Bring it to me and see."
He Jiaqing quickly placed the ring on the table.
The old man took a look, nodded and said: "To be honest, I really don't like your other craftsmanship. Even if this ring is made decently, don't decorate it. Leave this to me. Let's make things clear."
"
"Our ancestors are magnanimous!" He Jiaqing gave another salute.
The old man accepted the ring, but He Jiaqing didn't see clearly how he accepted it.
He was holding the tea cup in one hand and the cup lid in the other hand, and was fiddling with the tea when the ring on the table suddenly disappeared.
"Xiao Qingzi, I called you here today to show you something good." The old man's hands did not move, and a bamboo shoot appeared on the table, "Do you recognize this thing?"
He Jiaqing looked it up and down, nodded and said, "I've seen this thing in photos. Iron-reinforced bamboo can cure internal injuries. It's a rare medicinal material."
"It's rare? You have such a big mouth!" the old man said with a smile, "Xiao Qingzi, do you know who I offended for this bamboo shoot?"
He Jiaqing shook his head and said, "I really don't dare to guess."
The old man asked again: "Do you know what this iron-reinforced bamboo is used for?"
He Jiaqing thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Besides treating internal injuries, what else can it be used for?"
The old man said: "It can also be used to make medicinal powder. The iron-reinforced bamboo shoots are the main ingredient for the salesman to make the entry-level medicinal powder!"
"Refining entry-level medicinal powder?" He Jiaqing was shocked, "Aren't all entry-level medicinal powders made from the corpses of cultivators?"
The old man laughed when he heard this: "What kind of skill is it to make medicine powder from corpses? Even the birdman Hua Manchun can do it.
Corpses are passed from generation to generation, and are lost in each generation. If we rely on this method, wouldn’t there be fewer and fewer cultivators in Puluozhou?”
He Jiaqing's eyes widened and he looked at the bamboo in his hand: "Can the salesman use medicinal materials to refine the basic medicinal powder?"
"What do you think?" The old man took a sip of tea, "This is my capital."
PS: But the question is, how to make medicine with this bamboo shoot?
Thank you to the leader of the alliance, Wind Thorn Slaughter God, for your strong support, and to you for your trust and protection!
Chapter completed!