The story of the reborn pharmacist

In Hanyang City, Jiuxing Pavilion.

Yan Lin clenched the flying sword in his hand, and firmly blocked the door: "No, I will never allow you to pass."

"I said you are really interesting. You told me about the secret realm yourself, but now you don't allow me to go there." The person opposite glanced at him lightly, and said nonchalantly.

"Is that what I want to tell you?"

Yan Lin took a deep breath, feeling that if he hadn't been a monk, he would have been pissed off by the anger in front of him.

The boy in front of him is named Yan Yao, who is the younger brother of Yan Lin's mother. Spiritual roots are rare in the mortal world, and there are very few brothers like this who both have spiritual roots. They entered the Xuanguang Sect together again. It can be said that as long as they do not violate the sect's rules, Yan Lin will try his best to take care of his younger brother on weekdays.

But this time Yan Yao really went too far. When Wei Ziqin and Wei Ziqin came out of the secret realm of Hulushan before, Yan Lin had clearly promised that the other party would not reveal anything about the secret realm, but in the end, something went wrong. Yan Yao, who had just rushed over to reconcile with him, saw the traces, and after drinking a bowl of spirit wine, Yan Lin said everything.

"I said, brother, you are too rigid." Yan Yao played with the spirit grass in his hand, "You obviously had a part in the discovery of the secret realm, so why can't you go through it again, even if you lost to him in the previous fight, it's just a An outer disciple who has never even entered the sect, if he hadn't resorted to other means, it would have been impossible to defeat you, and he still has the face to snatch your Broken Flower Jade, don't you want to return it?"

"If you use tricks, you lose if you lose. I am convinced, and even if you want to win back later, you must not use this method," Yan Lin said. Fei Jian also sacrificed, "You don't need to say any more, it's my fault to reveal the secret realm to you, if you want to go out, just step over from me first."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Lin suddenly felt a strange dizziness, as if the true energy in his body was evacuated in an instant, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he had already collapsed on the ground.

"You..." Yan Lin raised his head in disbelief holding on to the last bit of energy.

"Don't worry," Yan Yao walked over and patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, "I just put a little something in your spirit wine before, enough for you to sleep for a while. Oh yes, I have already asked I hired the guy in the store to take care of you, and when you wake up, I guess I’ve already come out of that little secret place, and I’ll come here to meet you again.”

Outside Hanyang City, on a forest path.

Being dragged into the carriage in a hurry, Wei Ziqin was confused, and only later learned under the explanation of Master Feng that the two of them were indeed going to meet the buyer who wanted to buy spirit tea. The buyer has a weird personality and insists on seeing the pharmacist who cultivated the spirit tea with his own eyes. Master Feng had no choice but to come over temporarily to grab Wei Ziqin.

"I just hope everything goes well today." Although it was not the first time he had dealt with such an eccentric cultivator, Feng Yongfeng couldn't help being a little nervous.

Unfortunately, things obviously didn't go as smoothly as he hoped.

Just halfway through, the carriage stopped. Feng Yongfeng lifted the curtain and felt that there was no word that could describe the situation before him better than the four words Yuanjialuzhai.

"Hey, isn't this the Patriarch of the Feng family? What a coincidence, I haven't seen you for a long time, so Mr. Feng is fine?"

On the other side of the path, another carriage stopped at the side of the road, and a rich old man walked out of it.

"Yes, Master He, it's been a long time." Feng Yongfeng also smiled.

He Jin, the owner of the He Family Tea House, is not from Hanyang City himself. Although he is also in the tea business, he is not in the same direction as Feng Yongfeng, and he is exclusively following the official route.

Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any conflicts between the two families, but I don't know where He Jin's brains have gone wrong in the past few years, and he insisted on coming here to trouble Feng Yongfeng.

Feng Yongfeng couldn't figure it out. He especially wanted to tell him, you see, you are following the route of the government so that you can sell tea to the palace in the future, and I am following the route of the sect so that you can sell tea to the palace in the future. Go to the sect of cultivation, one of us earns gold and silver and the other earns spirit stones, well water does not interfere with river water, why do we have to get together.

But if He Jin can make sense, he is not He Jin.

"I said that Mr. Feng is not kind." He Jin shook his head, "Why, you are only allowed to find a way to grow spiritual tea, and then sell the spiritual tea to the cultivation sect... Who doesn't want to earn spiritual stones? In the end, it's not up to each other to rely on their own abilities, it's not good for Master Feng to be so domineering."

"What's wrong with you, do I mean that?" Feng Yongfeng didn't know what to say, before he could finish speaking, he suddenly heard the people around him say.

"The one you are holding in your hand should not be spiritual tea."

Following Wei Ziqin's words, everyone's eyes turned around. He Jin frowned, and subconsciously hugged the wooden box containing the spirit tea in his hand a little tighter: "What do you mean?"

"Didn't the person who cultivated the tea trees for you tell you that the aura in the tea leaves in your hand should have been attached to them by other means after the tea leaves were plucked, and it can't be regarded as spiritual tea in itself?" Wei Ziqin said .

Ordinary tea leaves are just mortal things after all, and they cannot be infused with spiritual energy directly. If you want to cultivate them into spiritual tea, you can only raise the grade of the tea tree to above the yellow rank, and although the tea in the opponent's hand also contains a small amount Reiki, but in essence it is still ordinary tea.

He Jin frowned even more when he heard this. He didn't have spiritual roots himself, and he didn't know anything about cultivation, including the spiritual tea in his hand. Seeing that Feng Yongfeng was not pleasing to the eye, he wanted to grab his business and earn some Lingshi by the way.

Is there really something wrong with the tea in my hand?

No, it's too late to say anything now, He Jin settled his mind: "Young master, you are really joking, you think mine is not spiritual tea, I also think yours is not spiritual tea, which one is better, and in the end It’s still up to the buyer to say it, and you guys think it’s right.”

The moment He Jin finished speaking, the surrounding air suddenly vibrated violently. At the end of the originally empty path, a tall tower suddenly appeared out of thin air, soaring into the clouds, with a golden light that could almost dazzle the eyes.

Wei Ziqin raised his eyebrows and looked at the tall tower in front of him.

The Gilded Pavilion, which belongs to the Cold Moon Palace, is the same as the Jiuxing Pavilion, and it is also a place where all kinds of magic weapons are sold in the cultivation world.The only difference is that although Liujin Pavilion also has many branches, the location of each branch is not fixed, and most of the commodities bought and sold in it are auction-based.

Wei Ziqin glanced at Feng Yongfeng next to him, and wanted to say that he was indeed the head of the Feng family, and he was able to sell tea to this place.

Unlike other shops in the cultivation world, the Gilded Pavilion does not prohibit ordinary people from entering.After entering the door and explaining their purpose, they were directly invited to the third floor of the tower by the shop assistants.

Feng Yongfeng, who had dealt with various monks all the year round, was fine, but He Jin, who came to this kind of place for the first time, couldn't help feeling a little nervous, and could only hold the wooden box in his hand tightly.

As a result, as soon as he entered the door, he heard the people in the room suddenly say: "What's the matter, aren't there only two people? Who is that person behind?"

The room is not big, but it is very delicately decorated. A monk wearing a silver-gray mask is sitting at the table, and seems to be slightly dissatisfied looking at the shopkeeper of the Gilded Pavilion who is accompanying him.

Wei Ziqin glanced at him suspiciously, thinking that this person seemed to be the monk he met in the secret realm before, so why did he come here.

But Feng Yongfeng next to him thought that the other party was talking about himself, so he couldn't help but feel his heart tense, and then followed the other party's line of sight, only to realize that the person was not talking about himself, but He Jin who was following behind them .

"There are only two people, that person, that person must have gone by mistake." The shopkeeper of the Liujin Pavilion was sweating, and he didn't understand why such a mistake happened, so he quickly winked at the guy to get him out .

Seeing that the other party wanted to drive him away, He Jin couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

How could he just leave like this? For the sake of the spirit tea, he first bribed Feng Yongfeng's subordinates to learn about the spirit tea, and then found monks to help cultivate the spirit tea. If the other party has found a suitable buyer, if they leave at this time, wouldn't all the previous efforts be in vain.

"Wait, wait a minute," He Jin pushed away the buddy who came over to pull him, and rushed into the house with a strong breath, and put the wooden box in his hand on the table, "Isn't the fairy elder going to buy spiritual tea? I, I also have spiritual tea here, which is definitely better than his, please take a look at it first."

Surprised by He Jin's courage, Feng Yongfeng didn't know what to say, so he could only stand quietly.

"Spiritual tea?" The monk wearing a silver-gray mask glanced at him, stretched out his fingertips and tapped lightly on the opened wooden box, and saw that the fresh tea leaves that had not been roasted in the blink of an eye All turned into powder.

He Jin was speechless and completely froze in place.

Wei Ziqin didn't speak, he had already expected such a result in his heart.

The tea leaves that have not been upgraded are still just ordinary tea leaves, which cannot contain any real energy or spiritual energy at all. If they are forcibly poured in, the result can only be the result in front of them.

It's just that the cultivator used the true energy just now... Wei Ziqin frowned, wondering if it was his own illusion, including when he was in the small secret realm before, he always felt that the cultivator seemed to have some inexplicably familiar aura .

Seeing that He Jin, who was constantly begging for mercy, was dragged out, Feng Yongfeng, who was waiting aside, couldn't help becoming a little nervous. Fortunately, the spirit tea cultivated by Wei Ziqin was indeed very good, and there was no problem in the whole process. Not only did it not shatter after the gas, but it was even more tender.

After confirming that there was no problem with the spirit tea, there was only frying and tea testing left. Feng Yongfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and was led by the shopkeeper of the Liujin Pavilion to sit down beside him.

"Okay, since there is no problem with the tea leaves, then let's talk about how you want to sell these spirit teas."

"No, no, don't worry, let's talk about it after you try it." With He Jin's lessons learned, Feng Yongfeng would dare to raise the price at this time. After all, these spiritual teas are only a small part of the samples that Wei Ziqin brought. Who knows how they taste? Will there be any problems? Let's wait for the other party to taste it.

"That's fine." The monk wearing a mask, or Bai Heng nodded, telling him that he didn't come here today for those spiritual teas.Just as he was about to say something to ease the atmosphere, he heard Wei Ziqin suddenly speak.

"Did I meet you somewhere before?" Wei Ziqin frowned, and the more he thought about it, he became more and more puzzled, and subconsciously asked, "I mean, before that little secret realm."

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