At this time, she introduced herself. The woman's name was Wenren Ziyi, and she lived in Baishuang City. Her father was also a well-known figure in the city.
After her injury got better, Wu Bei and Wenren Ziyi went to Baishuang City.
Baishuang City is built on a large mountain. Due to its relatively high altitude, the city is covered with hoarfrost and snow all year round, and it looks white from a distance.
Seeing Baishuang City from a distance, Wu Bei felt strange and asked: "Miss Wenren, there are a lot of plains around Baishuang City. Why is the city built on the mountains instead of the plains?"
Wenren Ziyi said: "Young Master has a good vision. He can see the problem at a glance. The plain below seems rich, but in fact, there will be flash floods every few decades to a hundred years. Flash floods are very terrible and can cause hundreds of thousands of waves.
No city can survive the huge waves. Later, people simply built the city on the mountainside, so as to avoid the threat of flash floods."
Wu Bei nodded, "I see. I think Baishuang City is not that big."
"Yes, there are only about a million people in the city. In fact, most of the people in Baishuang City are the family members of the Blood Knife Sect disciples."
Wu Bei: "Is this area the territory of the Blood Knife Sect? Then the swamp you went to is also an entry-level one?"
Wenren Ziyi nodded: "Sir, please don't mention the matter about the swamp again. If outsiders hear about it, we will be in trouble!"
Wu Bei: "Let's talk about the Blood Knife Sect. How many disciples does this sect have? How far has the strongest one reached the level of supernatural power?"
Wenren Ziyi: "The strongest person in the Blood Knife Sect is probably the Blood Knife Ancestor. The ancestor has a very high level of cultivation and is said to have opened the Divine Sect!"
The Divine Gate is in the late stage of the Divine Power Realm, two realms higher than the Divine Infant Realm! After the Divine Gate is opened, the Divine Infant can sublimate and become more powerful and mysterious!
Wu Bei: "It turns out he is a powerful person in the Shenmen realm. It seems that the Blood Sword Sect is a very powerful force."
Wenren Ziyi said: "Yes, there are three thousand disciples of the Blood Knife Sect, and among them there are several true disciples who are masters of the magical power realm. The elders are even more powerful, and there are also experts in the divine infant realm among them."
Wu Bei nodded: "If you can occupy such a large area, how can you be weak in strength?"
When they arrived in the city, many people greeted Wenren Ziyi on the way. Soon, the two of them entered a large courtyard. When they came to the hall, Wenren Ziyi brought tea to them.
Wu Bei: "Miss Wenren, it seems that your family is very prestigious in Baishuang City."
Wenren Ziyi: "It's hard to talk about it. My grandfather was once a true disciple of the Blood Knife Sect. Unfortunately, he died later, and our family also declined. In my father's generation, although they worked hard to practice, their qualifications were limited and they could not
Reaching the height of my grandfather."
At this time, a middle-aged man stepped in. As soon as he saw Wenren Ziyi, he said, "Ziyi, are you okay?"
Wenren Ziyi shook his head: "Dad, I'm fine. Let me introduce you, this is Mr. Wu who saved my life. Mr. Wu, this is my father."
The man quickly clasped his fists, bowed deeply, and said, "Young Master saved my daughter. It is a great kindness that cannot be repaid in return!"
Wu Bei stood up and said, "Mr. Wenren, you're too polite. It's just a little effort."
Wenren Ziyi asked his servants to step aside, took out a medicine, and said happily: "Dad, I found the "Qiling Grass"!"
The man glanced at the Qiling Grass, sighed softly, and said, "It's too late. My father couldn't suppress his power yesterday, and as a result, his breath was in chaos. Now he is a useless person!"
Wenren Ziyi's face changed drastically: "How could that be?"
The middle-aged man patted his daughter on the shoulder: "Ziyi, it's better than anything else that you can come back safely. I'm still alive without my cultivation, so you don't have to worry."
Wenren Ziyi burst into tears, sobbed and asked, "Dad, is there any way to remedy this?"
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly: "Even if he could, how could a person like that help me? Ziyi, don't cry, let your benefactor laugh."
Wu Bei walked over, observed for a moment, and said, "Mr. Wenren failed to attack the secret fetus?"
The middle-aged man was startled and nodded quickly: "Exactly, how did the benefactor see it?"
Only then did Wenren Ziyi remember what Wu Bei had said before. She quickly said: "Dad, Master, he
He is a medical fairy, he may be able to help you!"
The middle-aged man felt happy and looked at Wu Bei expectantly: "Is the benefactor a medical fairy?"
Wu Bei nodded: "I know a little bit about medical skills."
The middle-aged man suddenly became nervous: "Then, is there any cure for the situation below?"
Wu Bei took his pulse for a moment and said, "It can be cured, but it will be more troublesome."
"thump!"
The middle-aged man knelt on the ground and said, "I hear people shouting, thank you for your mercy!"
Wu Bei helped him up and said with a smile, "I'm here because I actually have something to ask for."
Wenren Changming said quickly: "My benefactor, just tell me what you have to say. As long as I hear that you can do it, there will be no ambiguity!"
Wu Bei pointed to the beaded string on Wenren Ziyi's wrist and asked, "Where does this bracelet come from?"
Wenren Ziyi was startled, and then said: "Sir, this is my mother's dowry. It has been kept in the box. I missed my mother a few days ago, so I took it out and put it on my hand."
Wu Bei thought for a while and asked, "Can I have a look at that box?"
Wenren Ziyi nodded: "Master, please wait a moment."
She left the hall and returned in less than a minute, holding a square box in her hand, all green.
As soon as the box appeared, Azhen said to Wu Bei: This is it!
Wu Bei calmly took the box. After opening it, he found that the bottom of the box was covered with a layer of green-gold fine sand, which was crystal clear and very soft to the touch.
Wenren Ziyi saw nothing else and said, "Sir, is there anything special about this box?"
Wu Bei pointed to the fine sand and asked, "What are these?"
Wenren Ziyi: "It should be laid on the bottom of the box to prevent the bracelet from being bumped."
Wu Bei poured a drop of water into it, and the fine sand in the box instantly condensed into a crystal-like mass, emitting a golden-green light, the size of a walnut.
Wenren Changming was surprised: "What's going on?"
Wu Beidao: "Mr. Wenren, this is soil for cultivating medicinal materials. Can you sell it to me?"
Wenren Changming still expected Wu Bei to save him, so he waved his hand quickly: "Young Master needs these worthless things, so just take them."
Wu Bei nodded: "Thank you very much. In return, I will refine two furnaces of elixirs for you."
Hearing the man shouting, he was shocked: "Master, can you still make elixirs?"
Wu Beidao: "I know a little bit about it."
Hearing the man's cry, he was overjoyed and said: "Then thank you so much, Master!"
Wu Bei sat down again and asked Azhen secretly: "How is it? Is it a divine soil?"
Azhen: "The top-grade divine soil is unmistakable, and the amount is so large, it's developed!"
Wu Bei: "Look, I didn't lie to you. There are benefits to following me."
Azhen: "With this divine soil, I will give you as much spiritual liquid as you want."
Wu Bei smiled and said: "Shenniang can only give you part of it, which is enough for you to improve."
Azhen: "I'm not greedy."
After chatting for a while and having some food and drinks, Wu Bei began to treat Wenren Changming. His medical skills were extraordinary, and he restored Wenren Changming to 10% of his cultivation level that day.
At night, Wenren Changming went to rest. Wu Bei took out the alchemy furnace and asked Wenren Ziyi: "Miss Wenren, what elixir do you want?"
Wenren Ziyi took out a pharmacopoeia from the back, and it was exactly the same as Li Jian's. He opened the pharmacopoeia and said, "Sir, all my medicinal materials are on it. What kind of elixir can you make?"
Only then did Wu Bei realize that there were very few medicinal materials in this pharmacopoeia, only more than a hundred pages, and it was not full. It was far from comparable to the one written by Li Jian.
He flipped through it and asked with a smile: "Did your grandfather also leave this Daqian Pharmacopoeia?"
Wenren Ziyi shook his head: "My mother left it. This thing is very precious. I don't usually take it out. Only my father and I know about it."
Wu Bei asked: "Can this kind of pharmacopoeia be purchased on the market?"
Wenren Ziyi shook his head: "You shouldn't be able to buy it. When my mother was still alive, she once said that there are only four copies of the Great Thousand Pharmacopoeia in the world, and the one I have is the original one."
Wu Bei was stunned: "Original! So, the other three books are all copies?"