"Whether our Spiritual Medicine Pavilion can be opened in the county is not up to you." The old man said calmly. "I will tell the county governor personally about today's matter, and I ask the third young master to take care of himself."
After hearing what the old man said and wanting to file a complaint, Mu Wu's face became even more ugly.
"Okay, that's really good." Mu Wu knew that he was no match for the old man and would only be humiliating himself if he took action. He glared at the old man fiercely and said, "We'll see."
The old man did not want to hurt Mu Wu. Mu Wu was just pushed and did not suffer any injuries.
After getting up from the ground, he glared at the old man fiercely, and finally left unwillingly.
"Thank you, senior, for your help." The old man's method just now surprised Ye Wuyou. You must know that Mu Wu is a first-class martial artist. Even if Ye Wuyou takes action, he cannot be as casual as the old man. This shows that the old man's strength is certain.
Above him, Ye Wuyou didn't dare to neglect and hurriedly saluted.
"The Spiritual Medicine Pavilion has the rules of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion. As long as you are a guest of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion has the responsibility to protect you." The old man glanced at Ye Wuyou, who had caused trouble for him, and said with a wry smile. "Young man.
It's best not to be too sharp. This is a county town with countless experts. Not every time you will be so lucky."
"But I still want to remind you that no matter what happens outside the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, we, the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, are not responsible."
"You've provoked the Third Young Master this time. I'm afraid he won't let it go. You'd better be careful."
"This junior will remember the teachings of the seniors." Ye Wuyou nodded and said.
"Okay, you can send this young man away!" the old man said calmly to the medicine practitioner next to him.
The medicine disciple hurriedly led the way, and Ye Wuyou followed behind the medicine disciple and walked out.
"That senior looks very powerful, what state is he in?" Ye Wuyou asked quickly when he walked out of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion and saw the medicine disciple was about to leave.
"Cheng Lao is an eighth-grade martial artist." The medicine disciple did not hide anything and said directly. "You are lucky. You met Cheng Lao. If it were someone else, I'm afraid he wouldn't help you like this."
No wonder the old man was so strong, he turned out to be an eighth-grade martial artist. Ye Wuyou felt a little emotional in his heart.
The county is really full of dragons and crouching tigers, and someone randomly appears, that is, an eighth-grade martial artist. It seems that I have to keep a low profile, otherwise I will be really unlucky.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting twenty points of anger." When Ye Wuyou was about to leave, the system's prompt tone suddenly sounded.
Who could be so good and give him so much anger? When he thought about it, Ye Wuyou had a hint of enlightenment in his heart.
He didn't recruit anyone, he didn't provoke anyone, he just came to buy the elixir honestly. Why did trouble come to his door, which made Ye Wuyou extremely depressed.
This time I provoked the Third Young Master of the Sheriff's Mansion, I'm afraid that my life in Juncheng will be difficult in the future.
As for escaping from the county town, Ye Wuyou never thought about it. When the soldiers come, they will be blocked by water and earth. Ye Wuyou has no hobby of escaping from the battle.
However, Ye Wuyou has no regrets. After buying the elixir, he can improve his strength. As long as his strength improves, it will be hard to say who will abuse whom.
Now that there were more troubles, Ye Wuyou did not go to the inn to meet up with Shi Tao, but found an inconspicuous small inn and stayed there first.
"I don't know how big the difference is between a thousand-year elixir and a hundred-year elixir. I hope you won't disappoint me." In the room, Ye Wuyou took out the blood ginseng. After just smelling it, he felt refreshed all over his body.
This feeling is so amazing.
Then he opened his small mouth and bit into the blood ginseng.
It tastes delicious like eating a radish.
"It seems that the blood ginseng is not crispy enough." In the blink of an eye, the blood ginseng was eaten by Ye Wuyou, who said with a look of unfinished content.
Just after he finished speaking, Ye Wuyou felt a strong medicinal power erupt in his body, and his face instantly turned red.
Without any hesitation, Ye Wuyou quickly activated the Nine-Destroying Immortality Technique to refine the medicinal power in his body.
"Holy shit, it's so powerful." The speed at which the Nine-Destroying Immortal God Technique is refining the medicinal power is not unsatisfactory, but the medicinal power burst out from the blood ginseng is actually faster than the speed at which the Nine-Destroyed Immortal God Technique is refined. The extra medicinal power is directly transferred to Ye Wuyou
The body was raging, and Ye Wuyou didn't notice it for a moment, but was actually a little embarrassed by this sudden change.
A blood line appeared at the corner of Ye Wuyou's mouth. It seemed that refining the thousand-year elixir was not as easy as imagined.
This made Ye Wuyou dare not be careless, and quickly meditated, using all his strength to activate the Nine-Destroying Immortality Divine Art.
The medicinal power in the body was being rapidly refined by Ye Wuyou, but the power of the medicinal power that exploded was still astonishing.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for being promoted to the second-level martial arts master." At this time, the system prompt sounded suddenly.
Ye Wuyou was not far away from being a second-grade martial artist. Now that he was promoted, Ye Wuyou was not surprised.
Being promoted is also a good thing for Ye Wuyou. At least the Nine-Destroying Immortal Art can refine the medicinal power faster.
The power of the thousand-year-old elixir was far beyond Ye Wuyou's imagination. Ye Wuyou suddenly discovered that those hundred-year-old elixirs were nothing compared to the thousand-year elixir.
No wonder the thousand-year elixir is so much more expensive than the hundred-year elixir. Now I finally understand.
As the medicinal power was refined into spiritual power by Ye Wuyou, Ye Wuyou found that his realm was also rapidly improving.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for being promoted to the third level of martial arts master." Not long after, the system's prompt sounded again.
After reaching the third level of martial arts, the speed of refining medicinal power with the Nine-Destroying Immortal God Technique is even faster.
The medicinal power released by the blood ginseng is also slowly weakening, which is also good news for Ye Wuyou.
"Hahaha, cool." After Ye Wuyou refined the medicinal power in his body into spiritual power, Ye Wuyou found that he seemed to be not far away from a fourth-grade martial artist.
A thousand-year-old blood ginseng can upgrade me to two levels. It is truly a thousand-year elixir. It is powerful. It is really powerful.
Ye Wuyou quickly opened the page and read it.
Host: Ye Wuyou
System: Body of Bad Luck (Activated)
Kung Fu: Nine-Destroying Immortal Kung Fu
Realm: Third level martial artist (junior novice)
Rage value: 390
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He is already a third-grade martial artist, and he has the ability to protect himself even in the face of danger.
Ye Wuyou was in a good mood and felt that the money spent on buying blood ginseng was well spent.
"Why is it so smelly?" Just after a while of physical activity, an unpleasant smell wafted into his nose. Ye Wuyou followed the smell and found that the unpleasant smell actually came from himself.
When he looked down, he found that he was even more miserable than a beggar. He was covered in black mud, as if he hadn't taken a shower in several years.
Ye Wuyou couldn't bear it anymore, so he quickly found the waiter and asked him to prepare hot water.