Zhang Rong conveniently saw Master Chongxuan sitting on the balcony on the third floor with a smile on his face, drinking some wine and eating melon seeds and braised beef.
"Come back?" Yue Dewen said with a smile.
"Disciple has met Master." Zhang Rongfang reluctantly bowed and bowed.
"Do you understand?" Yue Dewen said.
"...Disciple..." Zhang Rongfang was speechless.
"It seems I understand. With your little head, you don't know what you are thinking about all day long." Yue Dewen stood up, put his hands behind his back, and patted his apprentice on the shoulder.
“As a human being, you must pay attention to single-mindedness.
The same is true for cultivating Taoism. You are half-hearted, thinking about martial arts sometimes and literature sometimes. There is only such a small amount of time in a person's life, which is not enough."
"Disciple understands."
"You know what the heck. I'm looking for the main medicine of the Golden Toad Gong everywhere every day. I'm so talented, so I don't need to be on the right path.
Even the second-generation Moon King trained himself to death, who do you think you are? Do you think you are stronger than his founder?" Yue Dewen said unceremoniously.
"I originally thought that your boy was more sensible than that guy Xiaozhi, but now it seems that he is also a troublemaker." He felt tired just thinking about it.
This picture is really persevering, looking for medicine everywhere, but not giving up.
Fortunately, he found it early.
As long as he is around, this kid won't even think about tinkering with the Golden Toad Kung Fu.
Practicing the first level is not enough, and you are still disobedient and want to practice the second level? This is not how you seek death!
If you train a few more levels, you'll be useless!
"Master" Zhang Rongfang smiled bitterly and wanted to speak, but didn't know how to start.
"Okay, take it easy from now on. I've already said hello to the outside. No one will bother you anymore. You won't be a spiritual messenger in the future.
But I, Tianbao Palace Daozi." Yue Dewen waved his hand.
"Disciple obeys the order." Zhang Rongfang had no choice but to comply.
No matter from any angle, there was no reason for him to continue practicing Golden Toad Kung Fu.
After all, it was impossible for him to say something without fear of harming his life.
"By the way, let me tell you something, my master has a disciple, you should call him senior brother.
But his cultivation level is a little bit poor, so don’t bully him. This guy’s temperament is a bit too soft.”
Yue Dewen calmed down a little and clapped his hands.
Soon, another person slowly walked up the stairs.
The person who came was slender and well-proportioned, with a handsome face and clear eyes. He was clearly Zhang Qingzhi, who had met Zhang Rongfang from time to time.
"Xiao Zhi, meet your junior brother. You two will support each other from now on, you know?" Yue Dewen warned.
"This...it turns out that Brother Zhang Ying is actually Master's new disciple." Zhang Qingzhi looked surprised.
Zhang Rongfang was also a little surprised, but it was reasonable.
When he first met Zhang Qingzhi, he felt that this person was different from ordinary people. Except for being a little soft, he was quite good in other aspects.
"Well, you guys should communicate more." Yue Dewen already knew that these two guys knew each other, so he was not surprised. He picked up the wine bottle and melon seeds and left on his own.
The two of them were left looking at each other, a little embarrassed.
"Brother Zhang Ying, since this is a senior brother, let's forget the previous share," Zhang Qingzhi said.
He felt a little embarrassed that he was making such a profit from his fellow disciples.
"It's nothing, it's just..." Zhang Rongfang was a little helpless, still thinking about what happened before.
The Golden Toad Skill determines whether he can accelerate the accumulation of attribute points, but now, he has been discovered by his master...
Unable to prepare the medicine, he could only wait for time to pass and save up little by little every seven days.
If he had been in the past, he might have thought that this would be enough, but after seeing the abnormal martial arts after spiritual transformation, he felt in his heart that it was still too slow to accumulate attribute points like this...
"It seems that we can only wait for two months." Zhang Rongfang felt helpless and could only place his hope on Zhong Huixing.
Waited two months for the goods to be transferred and got the century-old red Ganoderma lucidum.
Time flies in the blink of an eye, and the years fly by.
In a blink of an eye, two months flew by.
In the capital city, people gathered in front of the gate.
In the afternoon, the shadow of the entire business was cast by the sun on the broad street, forming a shady place.
Many laborers who were tired and overheated from carrying goods sat bare-chested with sleeping bags in the shadows to enjoy the cool air.
The flow of people in and out is obviously much less in this weather.
At this time, the people who come here are usually the shopkeepers of the drug stores in the city, or the merchants of medicinal herbs who come to sell their goods.
Generally, people seeking medicine and large shops with large purchases will choose to come here sooner or later.
In front of the long red gate, there were several children in charge, chasing each other and playing the game of catch the thief.
Suddenly, an inconspicuous black wooden carriage slowly drove to the door.
The car door opened, and a burly man about 1.9 meters tall walked out.
The strong man wore a Taoist robe, his eyes were full of energy, he looked up at the signboard. He strode into the door.
"Zhang Dao, I've been waiting for a long time!" As soon as he entered the door, Shen Zheyun, one of the stewards, was already waiting in front of the door and bowed slightly to him.
"No need to be polite. Manager Shen, how about the red Ganoderma lucidum I want?" This person is Zhang Rongfang who has been waiting for two months.
During these two months, he studied hard in literary arts every day, kept practicing martial arts, and refined elixirs from time to time.
The alchemy skills at the basic level are enough for him to refine the blood-enhancing elixirs he needs.
In this regard, at least the cost and safety performance are guaranteed a lot.
After all, elixirs are all finished products, and no one knows what other medicinal ingredients you put in them besides the prescription.
"Please come this way." Shen Zheyun stretched out his hand to guide Zhang Rongfang to the quiet room on the second floor.
After closing the door, he turned around and revealed a wry smile.
Seeing this wry smile, Zhang Rongfang's heart skipped a beat, feeling bad.
"Manager Shen, has the situation changed??"
"Daozhang Zhang, we did find the red Ganoderma lucidum, but it was intercepted on the way," Shen Zheyun said helplessly.
"I tried hard, but there seems to be someone at the headquarters who specializes in collecting century-old red Ganoderma lucidum. I am in a low and powerful position in the company."
"Do you think this is okay? I can use red Ganoderma lucidum from the 1980s as a substitute."
"No!" Zhang Rongfang shook his head decisively.
The prescription mentioned that this is the main medicine and cannot be missed.
"But this..." Shen Zheyun was at a loss.
It's like there's someone here just waiting to cut off the century-old red Ganoderma lucidum.
Such an expensive medicine is actually sold out...
Zhang Rongfang knew it in his heart, but in fact he no longer had much hope...
The Golden Toad Technique was found in the Wuyun Pavilion of the Daoist Sect. Obviously, the master, who respected Taoist Xuan, had definitely seen it.
He probably knows all the important medicinal materials inside.
"Forget it, don't be embarrassed, Manager Shen. Remember to continue helping Pindao with the acquisition. Forget it this time."
"Thank you, Taoist Priest, for your understanding." Shen Zheyun quickly clasped his fists and bowed deeply.
After walking out of Zhonghuixing, Zhang Rongfang took a look at the attribute points he had accumulated so far.
So far, he has accumulated 11 points.
Originally, I was waiting to use it all on the Golden Toad Kung Fu.
But now...
‘It seems... we have to find a way to get out of this situation... Zhang Rongfang thought in his mind.
It has been two months since the collapse of Dongzong, and public opinion has already turned to clothing.
Tianbao Palace, which protected him before, has now become a shackle to fetter him.
You can't practice martial arts, you can't practice Golden Toad Kung Fu, you can only practice literary skills.
Master Chongxuan and Taoist Mingyuan are elusive and may appear from different corners at any time.
Especially Chongxuan, as soon as he starts practicing martial arts, this guy will suddenly appear from the corner and stare at him.
Usually, whether eating or drinking, Zhang Rongfang felt like someone was following him at any time. He suspected it was Ming Yuan, but he couldn't find any evidence.
In this case, he didn't even dare to add points.
I was afraid that adding some would cause drastic changes in my body, which would arouse suspicion from Taoist priests Ming Yuan and Chong Xuan.
After leaving the trading house, Zhang Rongfang was about to get on the carriage again, but stopped and left on foot.
When he was depressed, he decided to take a walk around the area.
I have been in Dadu for so long, but I have never really seen this huge and prosperous city.
Follow the sidewalk on the side of Zhonghui Street and go straight forward.
Pass through a single-family residential compound with white walls and red tiles, and turn right into an alley.
Inside is a snack street with a lot of people and crowds.
An archway was erected at the entrance of the street with the inscription: Juweixiang.
Inside, there are vines, signboards, and gray banners filled with dish names. There is almost no end in sight.
Zhang Rongfang looked in from the street entrance and saw thick smoke filling the air. Men and women, old and young, were no more than half an arm apart.
Most people were holding some snacks in their hands and looking around with smiles on their faces.
He stepped into the snack street, intending to buy some fancy food to whet his appetite.
I just entered and didn't walk more than ten meters.
Suddenly, a low cry came from a stinky tofu shop on the right.
"Brother Zhang Ying, Brother Zhang Ying?"
Zhang Rongfang looked at the sound.
In the stinky tofu shop, a delicate woman in a silver-gray dress sat at a small table against the wall.
The woman's long hair was tied up with a silver lotus hairpin, her breasts were bulging, and the small exposed calf was dazzlingly white.
He has a completely different style from the other customers in the store.
The rest of the people were either strong coolies or teenagers with half-grown freckles.
Zhang Rongfang was a little confused. He was sure that he didn't know the other party. "I am Shuangshuang." The woman waved to him enthusiastically. By the way, she lowered her head and stuffed a piece of stinky tofu dipped in chili into her mouth.
Yan Shuang?
Zhang Rongfang remembered it instantly.
Slowly approaching, he hesitantly sat down on the bench opposite the woman.
The tabletop was covered in stains and oil smoke.
But Yan Shuang didn't take it seriously at all. He ate with chopsticks and behaved casually and naturally.
The charming temperament was completely different from the last time we met.
"Do you want to go out? Leave Dadu?"
As soon as Zhang Rongfang sat down, he heard Yan Shuang's words and instantly expressed his feelings.
"!?" He was shocked, but his face remained calm.
"Why did Miss Shuangshuang say this? I have a beloved master, harmonious senior brothers, and many expert protectors in Tianbao Palace. I have a promising future, so why do you want to leave?"
"Hey, you can hide your qualifications from others, but not from that person." Yan pointed upward with both fingers.
"Coupled with the operation of Zhenyi Sect and a pretentious push from our side, your matter is almost settled."
"What was decided?"
"Of course it's what you want, and what your master doesn't want," Yan Shuang said pretending to be mysterious.