Chapter 111 What kind of onion are you?
Chu Feng is very confident.
Showing his skills in front of his master, Master Qinglian, can also increase his might in front of his junior sister Su Shiya, especially in front of Lin Aotian. Although Chu Feng admires Lin Aotian very much, a man's face is still very important.
The group followed Chu Feng.
The long dragon in the team is so long. If you wait here, you may be waiting for the alchemy conference to end and you may not be able to enter.
Lin Aotian found that there was a queue next to him, and many people were even more miserable, kneeling and crawling forward.
A disciple wearing a black elixir robe in Medicine God Valley held a leather whip in his hand.
Bang!
The whip made a crisp sound in the air.
These people crawled forward like slaves, and they were all people who came to this Medicine God Valley to seek medicine.
The black elixir robe has a low status in the Medicine God Valley, and the white elixir robe is more noble. The elders all wore red elixir robes, and only the master of the Medicine God Valley Valley wore golden elixir robes.
"Crawl for me quickly!"
"You garbage waste!"
"Bang!"
The boy in black robe grinned and learned the sound of the whip in the air, "You poor guys, you want the medicine from the Medicine God Valley to cure your illness, you can only kneel down and crawl. Who makes you all poor guys and have no money?"
Ha ha.
Ha ha……
The remaining disciples who were also wearing black pill robes in Medicine God Valley also laughed. They were all like ants.
Lin Aotian noticed that there was an entrance next to the group of kneeling crawlers. Obviously, the people entering that place were more noble and very rich. There were also various planes of different sizes parked at the entrance. Lingjiu Peak was relatively high, and ordinary cars could not drive at all, so the plane came in handy.
Helicopters, small passenger aircraft, and various styles of aircraft.
These rich people can get medicine without kneeling down.
"Please, my father is about to lose his life. He has tuberculosis. You, Yao Shen Valley, save my father."
"I have been dependent on my grandfather since I was a child. I...I am willing to use everything to change the medicine and save my grandfather. I don't want to see my grandfather die in pain."
"Me, too, give me medicine, I want to help me."
“…”
These poor people crawled while crying, and kept muttering some words.
Seeing Su Shiya's eyes were red.
"It's so pitiful."
"Brother Long, how much money did you bring? Let's go and help these poor people. Many of them are seriously ill." Su Shiya wiped her tears. She was the most jealous of such a scene.
"Shiya, how many people can you help? They are sick." Chu Feng looked back at the people kneeling on the ground, "They are not worthy of pity, and we have no obligation to help them."
Su Shiya frowned, how could Chu Feng say such a powerful thing? If Master Qinglian hadn't saved Chu Feng, Chu Feng would have starved to death on the streets long ago.
"Chu Feng, it's wrong for you to do this." Master Qinglian was also disappointed. "The poor are also humans. Most of them are kind-hearted and compassionate. Many people are poor due to illness. They are very hardworking and have no intention of harming others. What about the rich people you are talking about?"
"Being rich and unkind! The money of most of them is not the right way, but some shameful money."
"Master, people have their own highs and lows. We don't need to help them, such poor people. Besides, we can't help them." Chu Feng's face turned cold. In front of Lin Aotian, Su Shiya and Master did not give him face and said that he was not.
Lin Aotian had quietly walked over.
This matter.
He has to take care of it.
"Give these people the medicine, give whatever they want." Lin Aotian's eyes were full of biting evil spirits, and he stared at one of the disciples of Medicine God Valley in black robe.
"Damn, I heard it right." A disciple with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek in a black robe quietly stuffed a stack of money into his pocket. This is the life-saving money for these poor people. Anyway, if they give money, they can get the medicine. If they don't give money, it will be useless to kneel down and climb to the door of the Medicine God Valley.
"What the hell are you? This is the Medicine God Valley, not..."
Bang!
Fighting a cow across the mountain!
Lin Aotian is too lazy to use his hands. This kind of garbage that is like a black stone is not worthy of Lin Aotian's use of his hands. It is too dirty.
The disciple in black robe flew out directly.
He had bleeding from his seven orifices and died on the spot.
"Grass! Where do you get the miscellaneous hairs, grass, and garbage from the early stage of Qi training."
A group of disciples from Medicine God Valley wearing black elixirs rushed over.
"Kill this little bastard. This is the Medicine God Valley. How could they come from?"
"Kill him!"
Lin Aotian was very angry.
If there are spiritual medicines in Medicine God Valley, you should give full grace to keep these poor people alive. The sky-high-priced elixirs in Medicine God Valley are long enough for Medicine God Valley to become rich, so why do you still need to squeeze the oil and water of these poor people?
Lin Aotian stretched out his hand.
The sword energy is like frost.
The disciples of the Medicine God Valley who rushed up splattered three feet of blood on the spot. They were all warriors at the peak of the martial arts realm and didn't have time to make a move.
"This is a magician." The disciple wearing a white elixir robe narrowed his eyes and said to another disciple beside him, "Go to report to the elder, someone came to the Medicine God Valley to cause trouble."
"I have to be quiet for a long time, and no one has come to cause trouble. Today is interesting, and I have to take action, I want to try the power of my medicine snake."
"Yes, I'll report to the elder right away."
Chu Feng looked at the dozen disciples of Medicine God Valley who died tragically, "Brother Long Chen, what are you doing? We have become mortal enemies with Medicine God Valley, then... we can't go to the alchemy conference."
"The shit-like alchemy conference, a group of mobs, are just garbage. They have made too many elixirs, so it's better if we don't go." Lin Aotian helped a gray-haired old woman up, and a big old man came to kneel down and beg for medicine. It's so pitiful, "Old man, there must be medicine, why should I suppose myself?"
"Young man, you, go quickly. If you kill the people from Yaoshen Valley, they will not let you go. The people from Yaoshen Valley have a good relationship with Zhou Tianhao Zhou's family and Jiangcheng's Hua family. They will not let you go. You can go quickly and leave Jiangcheng."
Lin Aotian smiled slightly, "Old man, I won't leave. From now on, I will have the final say in Jiangcheng, and I will also be mine in Medicine God Valley."
"Brother Long, what are you going to do?" Su Shiya blinked her big eyes.
"I want to take Jiangcheng into my pocket." Lin Aotian's other key point was that Jiangcheng was not as rich as Longcheng, but it could station million troops here, especially Lingjiu Peak, which is very suitable for being a military camp base and destroying Fusang Kingdom. Jiangcheng's strategic position is very important.
Chapter completed!