Chapter 212： Under 212 method

Chapter 212 under the 212 method

Only arrived at the small building.

Zhang Rong conveniently saw Master Chongxuan sitting on the balcony on the third floor with a smile, drinking some wine, eating melon seeds and braised beef.

"Are you back?" Yue Dewen said with a smile.

"The disciple has seen the master." Zhang Rongfang reluctantly bowed his hands and saluted.

"Got it?" Yue Dewen said.

"Disciple" Zhang Rongfang was speechless.

"It seems that I understand. You little head, you don't know what you're thinking all day." Yue Dewen stood up, put his hands behind his back, and patted his apprentice on the shoulder.

"To be a human being, we must pay attention to one specificity.

The same is true for monasticism. Half-hearted, thinking about martial arts for a while, thinking about literature for a while, such a little time in a person's life is not enough. "

"The disciple understands."

"You know what a fart. Every day I look around for the main medicine of the Golden Toad Kung Fu. The talent is so good, it doesn't need to be on the right path.

Even the second-generation Moon King trained himself to death, who are you? Do you think you are stronger than his ancestor? "Yue Dewen said unceremoniously.

"At first, I thought that the boy was more sensible than Xiao Zhi, but now it seems that he is also a troublemaker." He felt tired after thinking about it.

This picture is really persevering, looking for medicine everywhere, just not giving up.

However, fortunately, he found out early.

As long as he is around for a day, this kid will not even think about tinkering with the Golden Toad Kungfu.

Practicing the first level is not enough, and want to practice the second level if you are not obedient? That's not the way to court death!

If you practice a few more layers, you will be useless!

"Master." Zhang Rongfang smiled wryly, wanted to speak, but didn't know how to start.

"Okay, take care of yourself from now on. I have already greeted the outside. No one will bother you in the future. You will not be a spirit messenger from now on, but my Daozi of Tianbao Palace." Yue Dewen waved his hand.

"Disciple obeys." Zhang Rongfang had no choice but to comply.

No matter from which angle, he has no reason to continue practicing Jin Chan Kung Fu.

After all, it is impossible for him to say that he is not afraid of losing his life.

"By the way, let me add another thing, as a teacher, there is another student, you should call him brother.

But his cultivation base is a little bit worse, so don't bully him. This kid is a little too soft-tempered. "

Yue Dewen breathed a sigh of relief and clapped his hands.

Soon, another person slowly walked up the stairs.

The visitor was slender and well-proportioned, with a handsome face and clear eyes. It was Zhang Qingzhi who met Zhang Rongfang from time to time.

"Xiaozhi, meet your junior brother. You two will support each other in the future, you know?" Yue Dewen urged.

"It turns out that brother Zhang Ying is actually a new disciple accepted by Master." 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 not like an ordinary person. Except for being a little soft, he was pretty good in all aspects.

"Well, you two should communicate more." Yue Dewen knew that the two boys knew each other, so he was not surprised, picked up the jug and melon seeds, and left on his own.

Leaving the two of them staring at each other, they were a little embarrassed.

"Brother Zhang Ying, since this is a senior brother, let's forget about the previous share." Zhang Qingzhi said.

He felt a little embarrassed that he made such a profit from his fellow apprentices.

"It's nothing, it's just..." Zhang Rongfang was a little helpless, still thinking about the past.

Golden Toad Art determines whether he can accelerate the accumulation of attribute points, but now, being discovered by Master

Unable to dispense medicine, he can only wait for the passage of time honestly, and accumulate a little bit every seven days.

If he was in the past, he might have thought that this would be enough, but after seeing the perverted force after spiritualization, he felt in his heart that accumulating attribute points like this was still too slow.

'It seems that we can only wait two months honestly.' Zhang Rongfang felt helpless and could only put his hope on Zhonghuihang.

Wait for two months to transfer the goods, and get the century-old red ganoderma.

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In the blink of an eye, time flies, and years fly by.

In a flash, two months passed by quickly.

In the capital city, in front of Zhonghuixing.

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 exhausted from carrying goods sat in the shadows to enjoy the cool with their shirtless arms and water bags.

The flow of people in and out is significantly less in this weather.

At this time, people who come here are usually shopkeepers of medicine shops in the city, or medicine merchants who come to sell goods.

Generally, people who seek medicine and large shops with a large purchase volume will choose to come sooner or later.

In front of the long red gate, there are several children in charge chasing and playing, playing the game of catching fast and catching thieves.

Suddenly, an inconspicuous black wooden carriage drove slowly to the door.

The car door opened, and a burly man with a height of about 1.9 meters stepped out.

The strong man was wearing Taoist robes, his eyes were full of vigor, and he looked up at the signboard.

He strode through the door.

"Zhang Dao has been waiting for a long time!" As soon as he entered the door, Shen Zheyun, one of the managers, was already waiting in front of the door, bowing slightly to him.

"No need to be too polite. Manager Shen, how about the red ganoderma I want?" This person is Zhang Rongfang who has been waiting for two months.

During the past two months, he practiced literary arts hard every day, kept practicing martial arts, and made alchemy from time to time.

Basic-level mastery of alchemy is enough for him to refine the blood-enriching pills he needs.

In this regard, at least the cost and safety performance are guaranteed a lot.

After all, pills are finished products, and no one knows what else is in them besides your medicinal ingredients.

"This way please." Shen Zheyun stretched out his hand to guide Zhang Rongfang to the quiet room on the second floor.

Close the door, he turned around, and only then showed a wry smile.

Seeing this wry smile, Zhang Rongfang's heart skipped a beat, feeling bad.

"Could it be that the situation has changed for Shen Guanshi?"

"Zhang Daoist, the red ganoderma was indeed found, but it was cut off halfway," Shen Zheyun said helplessly.

"I tried my best, but... there seems to be someone at the headquarters who collects the hundred-year-old red ganoderma. I'm lowly and weak in the business."

"Do you think this is okay? I can use 80-year-old red ganoderma instead"

"No way!" Zhang Rongfang shook his head decisively.

It is mentioned in the prescription that this is the main medicine, so nothing should be lost.

"But this." Shen Zheyun was at a loss.

It seems that there is a dedicated person, just waiting to cut off the century-old red ganoderma.

Such an expensive medicine is actually bought out by Shengsheng

Zhang Rongfang knew it well, but he didn’t have much hope

Golden Toad Kung Fu was found in the Wuyun Pavilion of Taoism. Obviously, the master respects Xuan Taoists and must have seen it.

The important medicinal materials in it, he probably knows

"Forget it, don't make things difficult for Shen Guanshi, remember to continue to help Pindao buy it, this time forget it"

"Thank you, Taoist priest, for your understanding." Shen Zheyun quickly cupped his fists and bowed deeply.

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, they were waiting to use all of them on the Golden Toad Kung Fu.

Available now.

‘It seems that we have to find a way to get out of this situation.’ Zhang Rongfang thought in his heart.

It has been two months since Dongzong collapsed, and the wind direction and public opinion have already turned to clothing and accessories.

The Tianbao Palace that protected him before has now become a shackle that shackles him.

You can't practice martial arts, you can't practice Jin Chan Gong, 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 to practice martial arts, this guy will suddenly appear from the corner and stare at him.

Usually, Zhang Rongfang always feels that someone is following him no matter what he eats or drinks.

He suspected it was Ming Yuan, but couldn't find evidence.

In this case, he didn't even dare to add points.

I am afraid that adding some points will cause drastic changes in the body, which will arouse the suspicion of the originator and Taoist Chongxuan.

Leaving the firm, Zhang Rongfang was about to get back into the carriage, but he stopped and left on foot.

When he was depressed, he planned to take a good look around.

It’s been so long since I’ve been here, I’ve never really seen this huge and bustling city.

Follow the sidewalk on the side of Zhonghuixing, all the way 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.

A memorial archway was erected at the entrance of the street, and a letter was written: Juweixiang.

Inside, there are a bunch of Wangzi, a piece of signboard, and a piece of gray flag with the name of the dish written all over it. There is almost no end in sight.

Zhang Rongfang looked in from the street entrance, and there was a strong smell of smoke. Men and women, old and young, were within half an arm's distance from each other.

Most people hold some snacks in their hands and look around with smiles on their faces.

He stepped into the snack street, intending to buy some interesting food to adjust his appetite.

I just went in, and I 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 followed the sound and looked.

In the stinky tofu shop, at a small table against the wall, sat a delicate woman in a long silver-gray dress.

The woman's long hair is **** with a silver lotus hairpin, her **** are bulging, and a small section of her calf is dazzlingly white.

and the rest of the customers in the store have completely different styles of painting.

The rest of them were either strong coolies or half-grown teenagers with freckles.

Zhang Rongfang was a little puzzled, he was sure he didn't know the other party.

"I am Shuangshuang." The woman waved to him enthusiastically. By the way, he lowered his head and stuffed a piece of stinky tofu covered in chili into his mouth.

Yan Shuang?

Zhang Rongfang immediately thought of it.

Slowly approaching, he hesitated and sat down on the stool opposite the woman.

The desktop is full of stains and oily smoke.

But Yan Shuang didn't take it seriously at all, and ate with chopsticks, with a casual and natural behavior.

It is completely different from the charming temperament when we met last time.

"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 heart.

"!?" He was shocked in his heart, and his face remained calm.

"Why did Miss Shuangshuang say this? I have a respected and beloved master, a harmonious senior brother, and many master Dharma protectors in Tianbao Palace. The future has a bright future. Why do you want to leave?"

"Hey, you can hide your aptitude from others, but not from that one." Yan pointed her fingers upwards.

"Combined with the operation of the Zhenyi Sect, we hypocritically push it, and your business is almost settled."

"What is fixed?"

"Naturally, it's what you think about, and what your master doesn't think about," Yan Shuang pretended to be mysterious.

(end of this chapter)