A huge cross runs through the four main city gates of east, west, north and south, and simply divides Wuyun City into four urban areas.
Nancheng District.
The main street is bustling with people and cars, and shops of various sizes are lined up one after another on both sides.
But most of them are big shops.
The ones that can gain a foothold on the main streets are basically large shops, and even those small shops that don't look very impressive often have their own unique style.
However, if you go one level inward along an alley or something and turn to a secondary street, it will be a different story.
Ye Xiaoye stepped into the morning sunshine and walked into a large store called "Ten Medicine Hall".
There are several waiters in the store, serving several groups of customers.
Business seems to be booming.
"Sir, what do you need?"
When Ye Xiaoye came closer, an idle waiter greeted him.
"I have something to ask your shopkeeper."
Ye Xiaoye tapped his fingers gently on the counter and said this.
The young man didn't respond at all. Not far away, an old man who was also idle came over and asked politely: "Sir, what can I do for you?"
Ye Xiaoye stretched out his finger and pointed in the direction of the sky, and then whispered: "Wanyao Sect."
The old man's expression changed, and he walked out of the counter directly, and then said to Ye Xiaoye: "Dear guest, please come with me."
After passing through the middle door at the back of the shop, the two of them walked into a large courtyard. The old man led the way, showing respect in his gestures, and then brought Ye Xiaoye to another old man.
The old man was reading a book by the corridor. When he heard the footsteps of the two people, he first raised his head. After a short period of obvious surprise, he immediately stood up, held his fists and said politely: "Your Excellency, may I ask..."
The old man who brought Ye Xiaoye here was still surprised when he heard: "Go back to the front first."
"Yes, Hall Master!"
This time the hall master also told Ye Xiaoye the identity of the old man reading the book.
Otherwise, I really wouldn’t dare to recognize it.
Because this old man is only in the Qi Condensation Realm, and he is only in the middle and late stages of Qi Condensation, far from the Profound Pass Realm...
Gee, I don’t know how far it is.
In the sect, his cultivation level is unmatched by anyone.
Outside the sect, his cultivation level, well, at least in this Wuyun City, cannot be said to be incomparable to anyone else, but at least along the way, the cultivation level of those cultivators he saw were very shallow.
Just like the person in front of you, as the person in charge of the "Ten Medicine Hall", the lowest level stationed in the Ten Thousand Medicine Sect, his cultivation level is not even at the level of Xuan Guan. Do you dare to believe it?
"Master, what's your surname?"
Ye Xiaoye did not answer his question first, but said something like this.
The old man was startled, and then his expression became more respectful. Apparently he had determined something in his heart, "I am Wen Donghua, the master of the Ten Medicine Hall here. I have met your Excellency."
"I've met Hall Master Wen!"
Ye Xiaoye became polite again.
"On the lower leaflet."
A man doesn't change his name when he's in business, or when he's sitting down, so there's no need to hide his origins if he's upright.
"From Qinglin Sect."
"This trip is because I want to learn from Hall Master Wen."
Qinglin Sect was not just fabricated by Ye Xiaoye. Qinglin Sect was a real large sect in Jiujiang Prefecture, and Qinglin Sect Ye Xiaoye also had a real identity.
Although, probably no one of the Qinglin Sect's disciples has ever seen Ye Xiaoye.
Saying this, Ye Xiaoye took out the wooden sign in his hand and a letter of introduction.
The material of the wooden sign comes from a unique spiritual wood of the Qinglin Sect, which cannot be imitated by outsiders. Of course, no one would dare to imitate it at will.
Counterfeiting of this nature is not a legal issue in this world.
The letter of introduction came from the Sheriff's Mansion of Nanlin County.
These two things together are enough to ensure that Ye Xiaoye's settlement here will go smoothly.
As expected, after carefully looking at the wooden sign and the letter of introduction, he respectfully returned both of them. The old man gave a very formal and respectful salute: "Wen Donghua has met Young Master Ye again! I already know the purpose of Young Master Ye's visit.
I will try my best without any reservations!"
"Hall Master Wen, please rise."
Ye Xiaoye stretched out his hand to help the old man up, "Although I am from Shangzong, after all, I will study under Hall Master Wen from now on. The title of Master Ye is really not suitable."
"How about Hall Master Wen just call me Ye Zizi, and I call Hall Master Wen Mr. Wen?"
"How can you bear this?"
Wen Donghua was a little flattered.
The Shangzong is indeed the Shangzong, but this Shangzong is only relative to the Wanyao Sect institutions under the rule of Nanlin County, such as Shiyaotang and Baiyaotang.
By the time we reach the Qian Yaotang at the state level, the two are almost on par, or even the other way around.
What really made Wen Donghua show such respect was the young man in front of him. He was also a cultivator, but his cultivation level was actually above him!
This is really a bit scary and scary.
"When Mr. Wen teaches me, be more attentive and you will be able to bear it."
Ye Xiaoye said with a warm smile.
The staffing of this Ten Medicine Hall is very simple.
Hall leader Wen Donghua.
There is no deputy hall master under him, only a group of his disciples and the like, managing all kinds of affairs, large and small.
In the evening, Wen Donghua gathered a group of disciples who were ranked high in the queue to cleanse Ye Xiaoye and meet the wind. The disciples soon knew that their Ten Medicine Hall had welcomed a real distinguished guest.
And this distinguished guest will become one of them next.
The airborne faction will not receive much welcome, and when this airborne faction comes, the "local faction" will be born accordingly.
However, the host of the hall respects and respects the distinguished guests, and no one dares to be disrespectful, and no one dares to be disrespectful. At a dinner table, the host and guest are both enjoying themselves, and both parties have the most basic understanding.
On the second day, teaching and learning officially began.
Judging from Wen Donghua's expression, he regarded this matter as a serious matter and the only important matter.
After breakfast for just two people, Wen Donghua took out a medicine book and said to Ye Xiaoye: "Master Ye... Ye Zi, learning medicine is inseparable from knowledge and memorization. Read this book first. If you can memorize it,
It is best to memorize it slowly and bit by bit in the future."
The book has no name, but when you open the inner pages, you will see vivid images, and the following pages of each picture page are introductions in text.
A picture page is a medicinal herb.
The following text introduction is about the name, origin, properties, effects, etc. of this medicinal herb.
Ye Xiaoye quickly flipped through it from beginning to end and found that it was full of records about medicinal herbs around Wuyun City. In particular, they were all very clear about where and where each medicinal herb was produced in Wuyun City.
It took about two or three minutes before he handed the finished book to the other side.
"leaf……?"
Wen Donghua took the book in confusion.
"Mr. Wen, I have finished reading it and memorized it all."
Ye Xiaoye said with a smile.
This is not to pretend, but to demonstrate this ability is necessary, not only to quickly skip some unnecessary links, but also to let the opponent have the most basic understanding of him.
This will be beneficial to future teaching interactions between both parties.
Ye Xiaoye's display gave the opponent a knowing blow.
"Master Ye, you...do you have a photographic memory?"
Wen Donghua called out Mr. Ye again, and then said this as he lost control of his mind.
Wen Donghua didn't doubt that Ye Xiaoye had come into contact with this book before, nor did he doubt that Ye Xiaoye had really memorized the book just by reading it once.
As a cultivator, although his cultivation is "average", as a cultivator of the Wan Yao Sect, he still has some knowledge. He is not a real bumpkin, let alone those casual cultivators who have no inheritance to speak of.
There are two types of photographic memory.
One is innate, and the other is brought about by practice.
Both of these are found in Wanyao Sect.
But no matter which one of the two it is, for people of Wen Donghua's level, it is only a legend.
And now, a legend stood in front of him.
"Mr. Wen, I still need more teaching from you about medicinal herbs."
"About practice, the two of us can communicate with each other in the future."
Hearing Ye Xiaoye's words, Wen Donghua had no doubts anymore, and immediately afterwards, there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart!
I was so happy that my heart almost jumped out of my chest.
At this moment, there was only one voice echoing in his mind:
My luck has come!
My luck has come!
…
After standing still for a moment, Wen Donghua came to his senses and bowed deeply to Ye Xiaoye again: "Young Master Ye, Mr. Wen will definitely live up to Young Master Ye's expectations!"