"Although this gentleman is young, he is not someone to be taken lightly. You'd better pay less attention to him, otherwise he may die!"
The old man said, others didn't believe it. Seeing this, the old man stroked his long beard:
"You guys are really ignorant. Have you ever discovered where he puts the medicinal materials he bought?"
The other drug dealers were controlled by their emotions just now. Now after the old man gave some guidance, they immediately understood one thing.
The young man who bought the medicinal materials was a stranger. As for the stranger, he had a lofty status in the Tang Dynasty, which was difficult for ordinary people to reach.
"I understand!" The merchant who spoke first left dejectedly. The other drug dealers also followed him listlessly. The tavern soon became deserted.
"Mr. Shen, do you need us to take action halfway?"
"No," Mr. Shen looked at the man sitting in the corner of the wine shop and shook his head: "You must not. This man is young and has extraordinary cultivation. He must be a disciple of a famous sect. We must not rush into it.
Act accordingly to avoid getting into trouble!"
"Old Shen, that's right!"
The middle-aged man looked troubled and hesitantly said: "But that man bought the medicinal materials we urgently need. What should we do?"
Mr. Shen snorted and laughed out loud: "You guys, you really don't know how to be flexible. Is there no room for negotiation in such matters? Do you have to fight and kill to solve them?"
The middle-aged man suddenly realized something, and his face suddenly turned red: "What Mr. Shen taught me is that it is up to me to discuss this with him, or I should go to him to discuss it!"
Mr. Shen stood up, walked to the door, and said: "It's better for Mr. Shen to go. If you go, it will only make things worse and worse!"
Zhao Feng spent an afternoon buying up all the medicinal materials in the medicinal materials market. Fortunately, in the past few days, the big drug dealers still had large quantities of medicinal materials to arrive, so that public anger would not be uncontrollable.
"Mr. Lang, can you lend me a moment to speak?"
Zhao Feng looked at the old man in front of him, who had a fairy-like demeanor, and nodded secretly: "Such a person must have a great background!"
"Old man, please!"
Mr. Shen took one step ahead, and Zhao Feng took three steps behind. The two of them arrived at a luxurious wine shop, where Tuka happened to be here as well.
"Mr. Zhao, why did you come here just now? If you had come a little later, I would have been drunk!"
Tuka was very happy to meet other tribesmen who came to Datang. He couldn't help but drink a few more drinks. When he saw Zhao Feng again, his tongue was stiff from drinking, and he had obviously drunk too much.
"Tuka, you have drunk too much, go back!" Zhao Feng replaced him with a Xiaosi, gave him a piece of broken silver, and sent Tuka back.
Zhao Feng followed the old man to the most luxurious room in the wine shop. The waiter brought drinks and fruits and left. Neither of them spoke at first, only waiting for the other to speak first.
In the end, it was the old man who spoke first: "I am Shenji, a local surname. I invite you to come this time. Do you have something to discuss with your husband?"
"Mr. Shen, you don't seem to be an ordinary person, right?"
Shen Ji thought that his cultivation level was much higher than that of Zhao Feng, and Zhao Feng should not be able to guess his identity. Only then did he realize that the young man opposite him was really not simple.
"There are some small sects gathered here. Shen Ji is the guest elder of the alliance. He has some abilities, but they are not worth mentioning. However, Langjun is young and has extraordinary cultivation. I wonder who he belongs to?"
Zhao Feng picked up a glass of wine and said: "Please, chief, Zhao will do it first as a courtesy!"
Zhao Feng said a glass of wine and frowned: "This wine is very ordinary. Why are there some fine wines here? Please give it a try, Mr. Shen!"
As Zhao Feng spoke, he flashed to Shen Ji's table, put down a jar of wine, and instantly returned to his own table. After seeing this, Shen Ji couldn't help but feel horrified.
"What a brilliant escape skill. This person is indeed extraordinary. If he has a magic weapon in his hand, I will definitely lose if I fight with him!"
At this point, Shen Ji completely gave up the last trace of luck in his heart. Thinking of this, Shen Ji cupped his fists and said, "Thank you!"
After the wine jar was opened, Shen Ji smelled an unimaginable aroma of wine, and immediately felt comfortable all over, with a sense of comfort exuding from every pore.
"Good wine, indeed good wine. Such a fine wine. I don't know where it is produced. What is the name of the wine?"
"This wine is Thousand Days Drunk brewed by Zhao. It can help with cultivation and breakthroughs in cultivation!"
Shen Ji poured himself a drink, took a sip, and immediately felt the soul power surge in his body, and the soul power flow in his meridians accelerated.
"This wine is a treasure among wines. It's rare, it's really rare! Shen is too embarrassed to deserve it!"
Shen Ji is also a connoisseur. He knows that with his own wealth, he cannot afford a fine wine like Qianri Zui, so he can only accept it.
"Mr. Shen, I don't know why I'm inviting you this time. Please tell me clearly!"
Shen Ji got the benefit. When he had just thought about it, he found it difficult to speak. For a while, he hesitated.
When Zhao Feng saw this, he guessed very well: "Mr. Shen is here for those medicinal materials!"
Shen Ji was very embarrassed and nodded in recognition. Zhao Feng said generously: "Please tell Mr. Shen clearly that as long as it is not something Zhao needs urgently, I will give it to you with both hands!"
The more polite Zhao Feng was, the more embarrassed Shen Ji was to speak.
"Mr. Shen, there is no need to be embarrassed. It is fate that you and I know each other. It is just an external thing, and it is not worth the estrangement in our hearts!"
Shen Ji clasped his fists again and said: "Shen, I'm ashamed. Your open-mindedness is rare in the world! It's okay!"
Shen Ji gave Zhao Feng a glass of wine and said: "Today, we heard that someone has a thousand-year-old ginseng in his hand. We wanted to buy it, but we didn't want the ginseng to change hands one after another. This thing is of great importance. I hope you can change hands."
"It turns out it's because of the thousand-year-old ginseng. Why worry about such a small thing?"
Zhao Feng said and personally delivered the brocade box containing thousand-year-old ginseng to Shen Ji. Shen Ji quickly took it and opened it to see that it was indeed what he needed. He was very grateful to Zhao Feng.
"Your Excellency, this item is priceless. This is a top-grade soul stone. Please accept it!"
Zhao Feng smiled slightly, did not take the soul stone, and returned to his seat.
"Zhao is an alchemist. Although thousand-year-old ginseng is rare, he doesn't care about it. Just ask Mr. Shen to accept it! And this is not something Zhao needs urgently!"
Mr. Shen had no choice but to thank him again and again before accepting the thousand-year-old ginseng.
"Sir, can you stay here for a few days?"
"Oh, why is this?" Zhao Feng asked with a smile.
"Three days later, it's time for the royal family to hold a meeting to ascend to the heavens, and the preliminary selection will be held to compete for the qualifications for the Xiaoyao Order! Your Excellency Shen Mouguan is an outsider, and this Xiaoyao Order is very important to you!"
Zhao Feng did not expect to inquire about Xiaoyao Order along the way, but to no avail. However, he did not expect to get specific information in Lanzhou City.
"I wonder, where will it be held in three days?"
Mr. Shen pointed outside and said, "It's at the governor's mansion in this city. Shen will be waiting for you in front of the door!"
Zhao Feng was very happy to finally get the exact information about Xiaoyao Ling, and then the two of them talked about some strange things.
After a long while, Shen Ji said: "Your Excellency has extraordinary knowledge, I wonder which sect he comes from?"
Zhao Feng replied: "Zhao is a disciple of the Martial Arts Palace!"
"As expected, he is a disciple of a high-ranking sect. Shen is disrespectful and disrespectful!"
Shen knew Zhao Feng's identity and was secretly happy, having an extra thought in his mind.
"Your Excellency, the competition in three days will be dominated by the Sun Moon Divine Palace, the largest local sect. It has many disciples, and this sect is the grassroots sect of the Sun Moon Divine Palace in the higher plane. Its strength is extraordinary!"
"Sun Moon Divine Palace! No wonder it sounds so familiar!" I once heard Master Zuo Mengdao mention this sect. Sun Moon Divine Palace is famous for alchemy, and there are three famous alchemy saints in its sect.
To be sure, Zhao Feng asked about the situation in detail before saying goodbye to Shen Ji and returning.
"Hey, why didn't anyone else come back?" Zhao Feng returned to the car and found that Dianjun, Ah Jiu and others had not come back, so he hurriedly went out to inquire.
At this moment, one of Tuka's servants hurried over: "Sir, your friend is trapped outside the city, please hurry up and rescue him!"
"Where are they?" Zhao Feng asked.
"Outside the East Gate!"
When Zhao Feng heard this, he drove his long-haired ox cart straight to the east gate of Lanzhou City.
"Stop, the city gate is closed, no one is allowed to leave the city late at night!" The gatekeeper stopped Zhao Feng.
"A certain person is a great witch from the Anda tribe. He needs to leave the city in an emergency!" Zhao Feng took out his identity token, and the gatekeeper who stopped him couldn't help but have a headache.
When Zhao Feng came, he had already sent the invitation to the governor's office. Lanzhou was an important town, and the chief officer was the third-rank Shangzhou governor.
When Zhao Feng arrived, Xiao Jin, the governor of Lanzhou, took it very seriously and sent someone to tell his subordinates not to offend him.
"Wizard, please wait a moment. I'm going to report to the superior!" The gatekeeper didn't dare to make his own decision, nor did he dare to refuse. He hurriedly went to report.
Zhao Feng was worried about Dian Jun and others, so he used an escape technique with a short-distance teleportation effect, and disappeared from the east city gate in an instant. The gatekeepers were frightened and fell to the ground, shouting continuously: "Immortal!"
Zhao Feng came to the outside of the city and found a brightly lit place no more than three miles away from the city gate, so he drove towards it and rushed there.
"Who is this person? The disciples of Sun Moon Divine Palace are here, stay away from others!"
Before Zhao Feng could get close, he was stopped by the disciples of the Sun Moon Palace.
"Get out of the way!"
Zhao Feng raised his hand and punched out, turning seven or eight disciples of the Sun and Moon Palace into gourds.
The long-haired ox cart flew all the way and soon came to an open area. Thousands of people gathered here, and they all looked like they were warriors.
Among them, disciples from the Sun and Moon Palace accounted for less than half. The sun and moon patterns on the disciples of this sect were very eye-catching.
Dian Jun and others are indeed here, and the situation in front of them is not dangerous, but they cannot leave.
"You bastards of the Sun and Moon Palace, if you want to fight in a carousel, okay, grandpa will accompany you!" Dian Jun was bare-chested and wielding a mace as tall as a person in his hand, majestic.
"Who's going up?" asked an elder from the Sun Moon Shrine. No one answered, and the scene seemed a bit awkward.
"Stop!" Zhao Feng shouted, pushed away the crowd, and walked directly to Dian Jun.
"Who are you? Dare you ask about the affairs of the Sun and Moon Palace?" asked an elder from the Sun and Moon Palace.
Zhao Feng glanced at the other party with contempt. He would not go on a killing spree until he understood the situation...