The stalemate between Dong Zhongshu and Jinchang indeed lasted for a long time.
Until Zhang Xuezhou adjusted in the real world for seven days, the two people still had not solved the problem.
This is almost the same as when Zhang Xuezhou wanted to ask Zhou Yueyan to cultivate the body parts of an extraterrestrial demon, but things did not go smoothly.
The price that needs to be paid is extremely high, and it is not a problem that can be solved by just talking.
The same is obviously true for Dong Zhongshu and Jinchang. After all, their words are not worth the actual price they have to pay.
A-level spells can't be taken out just when you want them, and realm spells can't be handed over just when you want them.
This also involves the relevant verification of the Huainan Palace, which is an issue that Dong Zhongshu and Jinchang cannot avoid.
"With your strength and status, you should be able to master first-class techniques," Jinchang said with a frown.
"It's not difficult to do this with your ability." Dong Zhongshu also frowned and said: "Huang Lao's technique does not mean that everything will be fine once you see it. It will definitely require our joint research to quickly understand it!"
"You are right, but just participating in the research is overestimating your own abilities," Jinchang said.
"This is not to boast, I do have experience in these disciplines," Dong Zhongshu said.
"What a coincidence, my ability to learn and understand is not bad, so I have been praised by my senior brothers since childhood," Jinchang responded.
When Zhang Xuezhou went downstairs after revitalizing his body, Dong Zhongshu and Jinchang were sitting at a small square table, drinking low-quality water and wine, and constantly bargaining.
There were Zhang Cigong and Zhao Liang, and Zhang Bayang was sitting on the other side.
Zhao Liang had a look of anxiety on his face, but he could only wait.
It wasn't until Zhang Xuezhou came downstairs that Zhao Liang quickly waved.
"Director Dongfang, are the secret codes they mentioned really necessary?" Zhao Liang asked in a low voice.
"Steward, drink water!"
Zhang Cigong brought a bowl of water over and asked the waiter in the restaurant to quickly serve some food.
Zhang Bayang had a numb and sick look on his face, chewing a piece of dried meat in his mouth.
It can be seen that everyone is suffering.
Originally I was just resting in Shouchun City for a while, but now almost half a month has passed.
Although Shouchun City is not as good as Chang'an City, where Zhang Qian's two months' salary can be spent in a few days, the expenses here are indeed much higher than those in Shujun City.
The business group was originally unable to get out, but was robbed by the Soviet side, causing most of the money to fall into the river. Zhao Liang felt that continuing to survive was not only a matter of time, but also involved the money for everyone's food, drink, and accommodation.
He hopes that the matter can be resolved as soon as possible instead of lingering in the game every day.
But if Zhao Liang wanted to solve the problem, there was nothing he could do.
Zhao Liang has no first-class skills, and secondly, he does not have the strength to become one of the top three first-class guest officials in the Huainan Prince's Palace.
But if Dong Zhongshu doesn't leave, it will be useless for him to go on his own.
"If you want our journey to be smoother, I think it is absolutely necessary." Zhang Xuezhou nodded.
"That kind of technique is really so magical," Zhao Liang said in disbelief.
"If you believe it, you have it; if you don't believe it, you don't have it!"
Zhang Xuezhou didn't know if practicing a certain technique could make life smooth, but since everyone said so, he thought it was okay to join in the fun.
After all, they are now near the Huainan Prince's Mansion, so they can't just leave.
The matter is left to Jinchang and Dong Zhongshu to resolve. Now it only depends on whether these two people can pay the corresponding price.
As a member of the soy sauce team, Zhang Xuezhou could only wait.
"Do you really know my identity or do you pretend to know my identity?" Dong Zhongshu said sadly: "If you really know my identity, maybe you have heard the corresponding rumors, and it is impossible for me to use the first-class technique."
"Then do you really know my identity or do you pretend to know my identity?" Jinchang said: "If you really know my identity, you should know that I have been poor all my life and can only rely on other people to survive."
When the two of them fell ill, in order to avoid negative consequences, not only did Dong Zhongshu not encourage Jinchang to challenge the top three first-class guests, but Jinchang also sensibly restrained himself from exploring Dong Zhongshu's background.
The two finally turned to their respective skills, hoping that the other would use first-class skills in exchange for the qualification to enter the first-class room in Wenying Pavilion, and the other would compensate.
But the two couldn't agree on this point either.
If it weren't for each other's ability to understand Huang Lao's teachings, Jinchang and Dong Zhongshu would have parted ways.
“A lifetime of poverty?”
"no way?"
Dong Zhongshu and Jinchang each spoke again, obviously constantly scrutinizing the authenticity of what the other said.
"Dongfang Shuo, please prove that you know everything I have and it is really impossible for me!"
Dong Zhongshu thought for a while with a frown on his face, and then started calling for off-field assistance.
"Dongfang Bubai, you have to prove it. I am really miserable. It is difficult to accomplish such a thing in a short time!"
Jinchang looked at Dong Zhongshu, and then called Zhang Xuezhou.
The two looked at each other and saw the bitterness in each other's eyes.
If you can boldly verify it, what these two people said is obviously true.
This is not to hide something, but the two of them are really incompetent.
"We have to find a way," Jinchang said, "It's just a waste of time to continue fighting like this!"
"I think you are right," Dong Zhongshu said.
"Since you know a lot, tell me where there is a first-class magic, but that force doesn't take any action." Jinchang said in a low voice, "I will use my skills to see if I can steal it."
"The Mohist family built a mechanism city in the East China Sea. There must be first-class mechanism skills in it." Dong Zhongshu thought for a long time before saying: "The Mohist family was driven out of Nanfanbuzhou, and none of the remaining students are successful. There is no serious trouble."
"Where in the East China Sea?"
"They are driving the machine city to look for the fairy island. Maybe they are still drifting in the sea, or maybe they are near an island!"
"Thank you for telling me this shocking secret!"
Dong Zhongshu told Jinchang the location of a first-class art, but Jinchang felt that the other party's secret was of no use.
Jinchang hated this kind of long-distance travel. He felt that if he went to sea to find the government city, he might die on the sea.
"Can you tell me something nearby?" Jinchang frowned and said, "It's best to be near Huainan and not beyond the scope of Han Dynasty."
"Speaking of this, does the Beast Control Sect's Fascinating Beast Control technique count as a first-class technique? If..."
Dong Zhongshu was about to put his thoughts towards the Huaibei Beast Control Sect when he heard a muffled groan outside the guest house and Lei Bei ran in covered in blood.
"help me!"
Seeing the people at the window, Lei stumbled over.
"It's going to be bad!"
"Something bad is coming!"
The discussion between Dong Zhongshu and Jinchang was not over yet. When they saw the bloody quilt, their scalps became numb and they almost turned around and left.
But when a middle-aged swordsman in white clothes wearing straw sandals entered the guest house at the door, his eyes as sharp as a sword swept over them, and the two of them took a step slowly.
"He and I are not in the same group," Jinchang said, taking the lead to put aside the relationship.
"We value peace. Everything can be discussed. Brother, don't kill people in the hotel. This is against the law," Dong Zhongshu advised.
"It is not illegal to kill a person who is running away from the ring. After all, it is unnecessary for such a person to live!"
The middle-aged swordsman in white spoke quietly.
His expression was indifferent, with a trace of blood still remaining on his face, and he pointed at Lei Qiu with his long sword.
"Qing Lingzi, what kind of arena is there in front of the palace?" Lei was retorted angrily: "The king didn't even say anything, why do you have to kill me!"
"I said it's the arena, that's the arena." Qing Lingzi said quietly: "The king didn't refute, that means I acquiesced that I can kill you."
The ferocity of the fight between disciples and guests in Huainan was beyond Zhang Xuezhou's imagination.
And this middle-aged swordsman in white is also the second-best swordsman in Huainan Palace, Qing Lingzi.