The next day, Yan Ling went to see his grandfather Lin Xiong early in the morning and handed him the neatly copied secret recipe of the decoction. At the same time, he also told Lin Xiong some noteworthy points.
There is no way, most of Yan Ling's decoction formulas are incidental to the inheritance of the Earth Hunyuan Ti, and the names of many of the medicinal materials are very different from those in the Fantasy Continent. If they don't explain clearly, Lin Xiong may not even have the secret recipe of the decoction.
Find a way to gather the elixir needed for the secret recipe.
This is because Yan Ling usually reads a lot of books and went through all the books in the Lin Mansion. Only then can he translate the secret recipe. He doesn't know when it will take someone who doesn't know the magic medicine knowledge of the Fantasy Continent.
Only then can the secret recipes of decoctions from the ancient times of the earth shine in this world.
After explaining all this, Yan Ling walked out of the Lin Mansion and walked alone on the streets of Huanglong Town. He was not accompanied by a noble slave or a beautiful maid, and he did not have the imposing manner of the young master of the Lin family.
However, Yan Ling doesn't need these foils. His incomparable attitude is not something ordinary people can possess, and he doesn't come out to show off his wealth. It is easier to keep a low profile.
Yan Ling's figure is everywhere in the streets and alleys. His purpose of going out this time is very clear, which is to find good young people who can practice martial arts.
The Fantasy Continent is no better than the world that Yan Ling traveled through before. Yan Ling does not understand this world deeply. There is no so-called plot development, and there is no Son of Destiny to save the world. He wants to be like the world of Naruto and rely on the great luck of the Son of Destiny to complete the mission of spreading martial arts.
The threads are almost zero.
Therefore, Yan Ling had no choice but to walk around alone, hoping to meet a few talented people so that he could pass on martial arts in this world and bloom the flowers he wanted.
However, Yan Ling was doomed to be disappointed. For a whole morning, Yan Ling visited almost the entire Huanglong Town, but still did not meet a true martial arts genius, or a genius who was willing to practice martial arts.
The reason for this is that Yan Ling also understands that martial arts seeks the sublimation and evolution of life, which includes both the body and the soul. Naturally, martial arts genius requires equally excellent soul and physical qualifications.
And such geniuses often have extremely outstanding beast phantom master talents. After all, beast phantom masters rely on contracts to connect to the souls of phantom beasts. The talent of beast phantom masters possessed by geniuses with excellent soul qualifications is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary people.
The key point is that the Fantasy Continent has an extremely mature system of beast masters. Everyone has gone all the way to the end, and the achievements they have made will not be any weaker. If he wants to fool those geniuses into switching to martial arts, Yan Ling asks himself:
Insufficient level.
"It seems that it will be impossible to find martial arts geniuses like Neji or Li in a short time!"
At noon, Yan Ling was sitting in a restaurant on one of the busiest streets in Huanglong Town. He ordered some side dishes and sat by the window, looking at the pedestrians below, feeling a little bored.
Originally, his cultivation shouldn't be like this. It was actually the fusion of two worlds. The news of the sublimation of heaven and earth shocked him so much that he couldn't help but want to get an opportunity from it and push his cultivation to a peak in one fell swoop.
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Yan Ling believes that opening up martial arts, plundering the destiny of heaven and earth, and gaining the favor of this world's great avenues is the most profitable thing.
Thinking of this, Yan Ling's indifferent expression also showed a hint of impatience, and he thought to himself: "It's time to leave Huanglong Town!"
The Fantasy Continent is vast and boundless, and Huanglong Town is just an insignificant existence. Even the Huanglong Mountains, which Yan Ling has recently gained a lot from, is just a branch of the Alien Beast Forest. Compared with the vast Alien Beast Forest, the Huanglong Mountains
Not worth mentioning at all.
If you can't find suitable candidates in a small place like Huanglong Town, you may not be able to find suitable candidates in other places. Moreover, in order to develop martial arts in the future, a mere Huanglong Town will never be able to support the development of martial arts practice.
"I will discuss it with my family when I get back tonight. It is inevitable to travel to the mainland!"
Yan Ling has always been a decisive person. With his thoughts in mind, he immediately made up his mind and drank a glass of wine. Yan Ling's impatience also dissipated. His whole person had a goal and his energy and energy became completely different!
Once his mentality changed, Yan Ling felt much more relaxed. He even had the leisure to appreciate the cultural scenery of Huanglong Town. He inadvertently saw people coming and going on the street in front of the restaurant, which was very lively.
"Hey, where is that?" Yan Ling came to the restaurant and asked softly.
"Master, tell me where you are. It is the busiest slave market within a hundred miles of Huanglong Town. If you have such needs, you can definitely go there!"
This waiter is also very discerning. Although Yan Ling is not high-profile at all, he can tell from Yan Ling's clothing and temperament that Yan Ling must come from a wealthy family, so his attitude is extremely enthusiastic.
When working in a place like a restaurant, sometimes you can make the customers happy and give them a little tip, which may be more than their monthly salary. Therefore, the kind of waiter who offends the customers cannot work in a service industry like a restaurant.
"Slave market?" Yan Ling murmured, suddenly becoming interested.
He has experienced so many worlds, but he has never seen such a naked slave trade. Even in feudal societies like the Tang Dynasty, human trafficking was not done with great fanfare, unlike here in the Fantasy Continent, where it was completely blatant!
It happened that he had eaten and drank enough now, so he took out the coins to pay the bill, and then walked slowly towards the slave market in Huanglong Town, leaving the boy behind him to thank him continuously.
"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"
The boy was so happy that he almost couldn't see his eyes. He weighed the coins in his hand and kept saying words of thanks.
"This young master, whatever kind of slave you want to buy, our firm has it all!"
"Master, come to our place, our slaves are of high quality!"
After arriving at the slave market, Yan Ling discovered that the slave trade in the Fantasy Continent was more intense than he had imagined. Before he even stepped into the slave market, a crowd of people gathered at the door.
Most of these people who are engaged in the slave trade have a pair of thieves' eyes. They can easily distinguish who has the ability to purchase slaves, and people with Yan Ling's temperament are undoubtedly potential customers in their eyes.
"I'll take a look around myself!"
Yan Ling spat out his true energy and immediately forced away the people gathered in front of him. At the same time, he thought to himself: "It is really a magical world. It obviously has a feudal civilization that is not inferior to that of the earth, but it still has such direct human transactions!"
Looking at the bustling scene in the slave market, Yan Ling couldn't help but complain in his heart.
But in fact, it’s not surprising if you think about it carefully. The Fantasy Continent is an extraordinary civilization that pursues great power. In this case, the strong will only match the weak, and the superior will treat the inferior.
The exploitation is also more bloody.
The weak also have a chance to counterattack. As long as they can successfully contract with their natal fantasy beast at the age of ten, they will have a chance to make a comeback. If they are talented, they will have the hope of turning over and becoming the master.
All in all, a developed civilization will not be dragged down by backward systems such as slavery. As long as there is still hope, the civilization of this world will continue to develop forward, whether it is just fast or slow, and the final result will not be too great.