Chapter 244 Shinyang Sect

Wang Meng led Xin Han to the city lord's mansion of Jumu City, that's right, it was the mansion of the city lord of Jumu City. The inner sect brother Wang Meng mentioned was the youngest son of the city lord of Jumu City.

After going forward to report, the guard went in to report, and after half a stick of incense, he returned and said to the two: "Go in, the young master is waiting for you in the martial arts hall."

Xin Han walked in with Wang Meng, and found that the scale of this mansion was very large, even about the size of Prince Kang's palace, which shows that the power of the city lord should be quite astonishing.

Wang Meng led Xin Han to the Martial Arts Hall with familiarity. At this time, a boy of seventeen or eighteen was practicing swords. Wang Meng signaled Xin Han to keep quiet, and the two stood aside quietly waiting.

The young man's sword was shining, and he looked quite extraordinary, and the sound of the strong wind meant that the power brought by each sword was also quite amazing.

Wang Meng looked at the young man dancing the sword with envy and admiration, but in Xin Han's eyes, the young man's swordsmanship was too strong and flashy, but it had nothing to do with him, and he would not say it to offend others for nothing.

After the young man's sword light was absorbed and his breath calmed down, Wang Meng stepped forward and praised: "Brother Zhao's swordsmanship has become more and more fierce. He is indeed a martial arts genius in Jumu City."

The young man smiled complacently, and he was very grateful for Wang Meng's praise, but he still said modestly: "Come on, you just know how to say that my sword skills are far worse than those of senior brothers and sisters. .”

He looks several years younger than Wang Meng, but he speaks old-fashioned, with an air of great airs.

Wang Meng explained to Xin Han before that this is the case in Shenwu Continent. When outer disciples meet inner disciples, regardless of their age and entry time, they always call senior brother or senior sister.

Wang Meng introduced with a smile: "Brother Zhao, this is the brothers Xin Han and Xin that I told you about."

The young man surnamed Zhao glanced at Xin Han and nodded expressionlessly: "My name is Zhao Wei, you can call me Brother Viagra."

Although Xin Han looked less than twenty years old. But no matter how you look at it, he is a bit older than the young man in front of him, but the young man spoke in a condescending tone, obviously not taking him as a dish.

The corner of Xin Han's mouth twitched, Viagra? What a manly name!

But this time I came here to buy Chiyan Grass. Xin Han also didn't want to conflict with the forces of Shenwu Continent, so he said, "Brother Wei has admired you for a long time. Before coming here, I heard from Brother Wang that you are a rare young master. Just now, I saw that you are really powerful."

Zhao Wei went to the chair beside the martial arts hall and sat down on his own.

Listen to Xin Han's words. The smile on his face became more: "Okay, okay, what can you see, don't listen to Wang Meng's nonsense, right, you want to buy Chiyancao?"

Xin Han nodded and said, "That's right, Brother Wang said you have a solution, Brother Wei."

Zhao Wei didn't answer, but instead asked, "What is it for?"

Xin Han had already thought up his words, and said: "My master left a prescription for body training, and this herbal medicine is in it."

When Zhao Wei heard that it was a prescription for external exercise, he immediately lost interest. He said rather disdainfully: "External kung fu is difficult to achieve elegance after all. You must know that practicing internal kung fu will naturally make your body strong, but the magic is much higher than external kung fu."

Wang Meng was afraid that Xin Han would talk back, so he immediately said: "That's, that's, Brother Xin doesn't have the blessing to cultivate internal strength."

Zhao Wei nodded, and lost interest in talking to Xin Han. He took out a palm-sized wooden box from the table beside him, and threw it over: "Here is a box of Chiyancao, which is worth five hundred taels of silver." .”

Just as Wang Meng received the wooden box, he heard the price. His face was stunned, and he said with a somewhat ugly look: "Senior brother Zhao, is the price a bit high?"

The wooden box contained at most one catty of red flame grass, but Zhao Wei offered a sky-high price of five hundred taels. Even if this herbal medicine is rare, it is not so expensive. You must know that Wang Meng hired a master of the seventh floor of Houtian to help complete the task, which only cost one hundred taels of silver, which shows that Zhao Wei asked for a high price.

Zhao Wei ignored Wang Meng and looked at Xin Han instead: "What do you say?"

Xin Han didn't bother to bargain with him, and immediately took out five one-hundred tael banknotes from his pocket and handed them over. These banknotes were all pre-deposited by him at the bank in the city. It can be exchanged in any city in Shenwu Continent.

Zhao Wei took the bank note and looked at it twice, seeing that it was correct, he immediately became more enthusiastic towards Xin Han: "Brother Xin is happy to do things, if you need Chiyancao in the future, just ask."

Although he was born in a rich family, five hundred taels of silver is enough for him to spend for a few months, which is not a small windfall. For a fat sheep like Xin Han, he naturally looks a little more pleasing to the eye.

Xin Han opened the wooden box and saw the herbal medicine that was as red as flames. He knew it was Chiyancao. How much do I pack, how about it?"

"Oh? You need a lot of red flame grass? Do you have so much money?" Zhao Wei looked at Xin Han suspiciously.

Xin Han took out a stack of banknotes from his bosom and spread them out for Zhao Wei to see: "My master left a lot of money when he left first, and it was just for my practice. Don't worry, Viagra, it won't make any difference."

"this is...?"

Zhao Wei's eyes were straightened, but the bank note was at least tens of thousands of taels of silver, which was an astronomical figure for him, the young master of the City Lord's Mansion.

"This is one hundred thousand taels of silver. The silver is used to buy Chiyancao. I don't know if it's enough."

"One hundred thousand?...You...you are really a prodigal, one hundred thousand taels is enough to buy a good book of inner strength and mental method, and you actually use it to practice outer strength...you are really...no way! I have to Let's see if you really practice external skills." After speaking, he slapped Xin Han on the shoulder.

Xin Han didn't dodge, this palm hit his shoulder, knocking him back five or six steps, of course this was just his faking.

Hitting the opponent with a palm, Zhao Wei certainly felt the effect of the iron cloth shirt, and his muscles were as firm as a rock. However, he only used half of his strength, so he couldn't understand the extent of Xin Han's hard work. He just wanted to confirm it. That's all.

"It's really even a foreigner's technique!" Zhao Wei was suspicious, and immediately said: "I can't decide this business, and I can't come up with so many red flame grass. In this way, we will return to the teacher's door tomorrow, you Let's go together too, when the time comes, I'll ask Senior Brother to make the decision. See how much I can sell you."

Xin Han said happily: "This is the best, thank you Viagra." Every time I say the word 'Viagra', I can't help complaining in my heart, what a bad name.

Xin Han and Zhao Wei agreed on a time, took their leave and left. Zhao Wei sat on the chair and kept laughing: "It's really a fat sheep. Even those useless grass can be sold for so much money. This money is easier to come by than robbery."

He calculated that this time he introduced this big deal to the senior brother, not only would he be able to sell it well to the senior senior brother, but he would also get at least 30% of the silver, that's 30,000 taels, and he could buy himself many good things.

It's a pity that the red flame grass grows in the back mountain, and I am not qualified to enter. Among the inner disciples, only a few such as the senior brother have this privilege.

An idea suddenly came to his mind, if he could get rid of the fat sheep by himself. Didn't he get the money himself, but he immediately overturned this idea.

No matter what you say, Zhenyang Sect is an upright sect. If the news of this matter leaks out, you will definitely be expelled and go out.

Xin Han went out of the city lord's mansion, and found a restaurant to invite Wang Meng to have a meal to express his gratitude. Wang Meng's martial arts skills are average, but he is really a good person.

The two ate and drank to their heart's content. During the dinner, Wang Meng also told Xin Han some things about him in Zhenyang Sect these years. Let Xin Han have a little understanding of Zhenyangzong.

Like other sects, Zhenyang Sect is divided into inner and outer sects. The inner sect has hundreds of elite disciples. These people learn martial arts from the ten elders of Zhenyang Sect. And the head of the sect has only ten disciples. This time, the eldest lady of the Dongfang family was accepted as a closed disciple, and he will not accept disciples from now on.

As for the number of outer sects, there are many thousands, and these people all dream of being able to save enough sect contribution points. Fortunately, it can be exchanged for the qualification to enter the inner door.

But this contribution degree is a sky-high price, a full 200,000 sect contribution degree, it is difficult for many people to achieve it in their lifetime, unless they are lucky enough to get some kind of elixir or treasure, and hand it over to the sect in exchange for the contribution degree. Only an extremely difficult task can make up the contribution to be among the inner sect.

In short, when Wang Meng talked about these things, his nose burst into tears.

Satisfied with wine and food, Wang Meng and Xin Han bid farewell, made an appointment to meet tomorrow morning, and returned to Zhenyangzong's residence in Jumu City alone.

Xin Han saw that the time was still early, so he went to several pharmacies he had been to before, and took out his banknotes to buy medicinal materials in a big way. All the pharmacies in the city were evacuated.

It wasn't his whim, but these herbs were simply too cheap for him, fifty taels of silver could buy a hundred-year-old ginseng, no one would believe it if it was told, isn't it the same as picking it up.

In addition to buying medicinal materials, Xin Han also bought a few books on the world's medical skills and medicinal materials, and planned to give them to Hu Qingniu and the others.

The next morning, Wang Meng came to find Xin Han early, and brought him outside the north gate of Jumu City. The disciples of the outer sect of the Zhenyang Sect that he had seen in the Boundless Forest were also waiting here with their horses.

These people all carried the arrogance of the disciples of the sect, and they were not very enthusiastic when they saw Xin Han, and they nodded lightly as a greeting.

But as Zhao Wei appeared, these people immediately changed their faces, and rushed forward to say hello: "Senior Brother Zhao!"

"Hi brother."

"I haven't seen you for a few days, senior brother is even more heroic and extraordinary."

Zhao Wei just nodded slightly to these people, and seeing that Xin Han had arrived, he asked someone to give Xin Han a fast horse, and after saying hello, everyone got on the horse and galloped away towards the north.

The Lieyang Mountain Range where the Zhenyang Sect is located is thousands of miles away from Jumu City. There is an ancient extinct volcano in it, so it is named Lieyang. The red flame grass grows in this mountain range.

Xin Han walked with these people for more than ten days, changing horses several times in the middle, and arrived in front of a desert, the Lieyang Mountains were in the center of the desert.

After walking in the desert for another seven or eight days, they finally came to a mountain range, which stretched for hundreds of miles, which was the residence of the Zhenyang Sect.

Xin Han followed these people to the main peak of the mountain range. Looking from a distance, a palace-like building appeared and disappeared between the clouds and mist on the mountain top. Wang Meng told Xin Han that the Zhenyang Sect was there.

Below the main peak, on a stone building with a height of tens of meters, there are three big characters Zhenyangzong written impressively.

Xin Han raised his eyes and saw the majestic and majestic momentum of these three characters, flying and flying, and he felt that between the lines, a grand momentum rushed towards his face.

Wang Meng touched him, and said in a low voice: "Don't look at it, it's the handwriting of the first generation patriarch of our Zhenyang Sect, if you don't have enough skill to read it, you will go crazy."

Xin Han nodded. Although he didn't feel any discomfort, he quickly lowered his head. He didn't want to act differently.

In front of the building, the gatekeeper disciple of Zhenyangzong saw Zhao Wei, and immediately stepped forward to salute. Zhao Wei led everyone off the horse, handed the horse to the gatekeeper disciple, and then began to climb the mountain on foot.

Halfway up the mountain, a piece of ancient pavilions and pavilions appeared. Zhao Wei turned his head and said to Xin Han, "Going further inside is the inner door, you can't enter, now wait at the outer door, wait for me to tell the senior brother, and then reply." You, after speaking, walked up the mountain alone, Wang Meng and others hurriedly said goodbye to him. (To be continued.)