Zhang Rongfang led more than a dozen Taoist servants and walked toward the Alchemist's Cave with bundles of medicinal materials and minerals that had just been cleaned and dried.
Along the way, before dawn, there were Taoist priests coming and going from Dantang, starting to prepare for the new day's affairs.
Most of them are Taoist boys and Taoist servants, and a small number are outsiders who have come here very early to wait for elixirs.
People who work in Dan Tang are easy to identify. Each one of them hangs a sign representing Dan Tang in the most conspicuous place.
Zhang Rongfang glanced at Chuixi beside him.
This guy hung the tag around his neck very proudly. The tag looked like a dog tag and swayed as he walked.
As she was eating spicy kebabs, she stuck out her tongue from time to time, which was really a bit spicy for her eyes.
He himself tied the sign halfway to his arm so that it would not fall off easily and would be visible to everyone.
"Speaking of which, more and more people have come to ask for elixirs and medicine recently... Not long ago, I saw some nobles from most of the capital come here in person." Chuixi whispered.
"A great noble?"
"Yes." Chuixi nodded, "There are even people from Prince Yan Shun's Palace. He is one of the Six Great Spirit Kings and has great power! He actually came to ask for medicine during this time..."
"It seems that the situation outside is very bad?" Zhang Rongfang said softly.
"It's very bad." Chuixi sighed, "There have been various murder cases recently, and fights broke out everywhere. Those martial arts masters have bad tempers, and they will kill people if they don't agree with each other. If they don't pay attention, they will be permanently disabled.
well...."
She sighed, not knowing whether she was lamenting the dangers of the world or the dangers of those who learn martial arts.
The two escorted today's alchemy materials and walked along the road inside the alchemy hall to No. 134 of the brazier.
They take the exclusive route for transporting goods.
Not far away, more than ten meters away, there are two exclusive roads for Dantang Taoists to walk and for outsiders seeking medicine.
The three roads are parallel to each other. In addition to simple stone barriers in the middle, there are also teams of martial arts Taoists guarding them.
These Taoists wore machetes, arm shields, were tall, and looked alert in all directions.
"Taoist Priest! Please, my son really can't bear it anymore! Without the support of medicine anymore, he...he..."
A man in his fifties or sixties knelt on the ground facing an alchemist and cried bitterly.
"Taoist Master Yunshi... We only need one, just one! Really, just one...!" The man was shaking all over, holding a stack of banknotes in his hand and passing them forward.
If you look carefully, you can see that there are many small denominations of treasure notes mixed in the banknote, as well as some broken silver and copper coins.
Taoist Yunshi, who was stopped, had a worried expression on his face and did not even look at the other person.
"The share of Bingchidan has been divided a long time ago, but you are late."
He waved his hand, and the Taoist guard on one side immediately stepped forward and dragged the kneeling man away.
"Let's go." Taoist Yunshi looked calm and led the Taoist boy towards the brazier.
The man behind him was begging in pain, but it did not affect the speed of his departure at all.
The man frantically tried to rush forward, but was tightly held by the Taoist and could not break free.
Zhang Rongfang looked away and sighed in his heart. He had seen such a scene several times.
Although I have only been here for a few days, a similar scene happens here every day.
He looked from a distance, taking in the entire inner courtyard of the Alchemy Hall, which was hundreds of meters away.
On three roads.
The lane for people seeking medicine is full of people coming to seek medicine.
Most of them were in messy clothes. They were obviously wearing brocade robes and clothes, but most of them looked haggard.
Many people's eyes were dazed, their eyes were red and swollen, and they seemed to have been crying.
There are also people who are nervous and looking around, as if they are worried that others will take away the elixir they want...
In a blink of an eye, he also saw a thin boy being held in his mother's arms.
The boy opened his eyes weakly, holding a small red pinwheel with difficulty with two hands that no longer had palms.
The wind blows and the windmill turns.
The boy laughed happily.
"Are there so many people asking for elixirs every day?" Zhang Rongfang asked aloud.
"You want to ask, why are they still like this even though they are not short of money anymore? Right?" Chuixi said at the side.
Without waiting for Zhang Rongfang to answer, she continued.
"Did you know that in addition to being the second largest sect in the Taoist sect, our Taoist sect is also one of the most famous medical holy places in the entire Great Spirit."
"The Holy Land of Medicine..." Zhang Rongfang could actually guess it.
The Daoist Sect has money, people, and leisure, so naturally it has plenty of time to study elixirs and medicine.
Even if the medical skills are just incidental, over time, they are quite remarkable.
Suddenly, Zhang Rongfang's eyes moved and he noticed that in the team asking for medicine, an aristocratic woman wearing a moon-white dress and a black coral antlers hair ornament was leading two servants, and a special Taoist Taoist was opening the way.
All the way forward.
Seemingly noticing his gaze, the woman turned her head, and when she saw him, her eyes seemed a little surprised.
Immediately, the other party gave him a smile.
Zhang Rongfang smiled politely.
It was just a smile, but he had already recorded it in his mind.
The woman's eyes clearly recognized him.
Keeping this matter in mind, Zhang Rongfang ignored everything else and continued to Cave 134 with Chuixi to listen to Taoist Qingyou's explanation.
In the blink of an eye, the morning demonstration of alchemy was over, and Qingyou left.
Zhang Rongfang and Chuixi left the cave and returned separately.
As soon as he walked out of the gate of the alchemy hall, he saw several people outside the door who seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
Among the several people, the leader was the noble woman whom he saw just now.
At noon, the coral hair ornament on the woman's head is illuminated by the sun, reflecting a finely polished black luster.
The black color was as black as night, in stark contrast to the snow-white skin on her body.
"Let's talk?" The woman took a step forward and said with a smile.
Zhang Rongfang stared at her, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he saw the golden feather charm flashing past her sleeve.
The upper floors of Golden Wing Tower!
There was something in his heart, even though he knew that if he came here quietly, he would definitely be discovered by the people from the Golden Wing Tower headquarters sooner or later.
But it really surprised him that it took such a long time for people from the headquarters to find him.
"Okay." He nodded without hesitation.
The two did not take the others with them, but a Taoist led them to a remote and separate courtyard in Dantang.
There are some abandoned flower pots in the yard, filled with dry and dead medicinal vines and flowers.
With a creak, the courtyard door was closed, and there were people guarding the outside. No one was allowed to come near here.
"My name is Chongming." The woman gently smoothed the hair on her forehead that was blown away by the wind.
"Golden Wings Tower has one main owner and two deputy owners. I am the deputy owner."
"Yeah, it seems you understand a little bit." The woman named Chongming smiled.
"Speaking of which, we actually knew you were coming to Dadu for a long time. We just never had time to come find you."
"Looking for me?" Zhang Rongfang frowned slightly. As a senior member of the Golden Wing Building, he was only a spiritual envoy, and there were many other spiritual envoys alongside him.
Why did the other person say that?
"You are one of the hopes chosen by the goddess, a seed. But now you are still too weak and too easy to die..." Chongming continued.
"Where is the goddess?" Zhang Rongfang asked in a deep voice, "What does she want to do?"
"I don't know. But she has reached the most critical moment. If she succeeds, her strength will be greatly increased, but at the same time she will completely forget about us..." Chongming shook his head.
"And the current situation in Dadu is very bad. You shouldn't come..."
"I lack the secret method and opportunity of super-level, so I have to come." Zhang Rongfang replied.
"The Ancestral Court of the Great Dao Sect does have an opportunity, but now..." Chongming sighed, "It's too dangerous. Didn't the Goddess tell you about the three-year agreement?"
Zhang Rongfang was silent.
Indeed said.
But... his progress far exceeded the constraints of the three-year agreement.
Coupled with Gong Shuyin's instigation, he contacted Yinhuai Lin Dazhongguan in advance.
"Okay, I see you because your identity has been exposed now. There is no need to hide it anymore. Hai Long and the induction door all know that you are here.
Then, if you can, stay here and don't leave. If not, I will send someone to pick you up when the time comes. Never act alone."
Chongming reminded.
"Understood." Zhang Rongfang nodded.
"In addition, I would like to remind you that in Dadu, never use the red bird to communicate. Remember, the red bird has no effect here. There are too many people who know."
Chongming thought for a while.
"If something unexpected happens, my people don't come, and you really need help, you can go to Yunwu Villa to find the Eight-Faced Divine Sword Wei Feng.
Yunwu Villa is at the same level as our Golden Wing Tower, so for the sake of the goddess, he will definitely help."
"I know." Zhang Rongfang wrote it down carefully.
"Finally...can I ask a question?" Chongming had a look of curiosity on his face.
"Are you Zhang Rongfang, Zhang Ying, or someone else?"
"I am Zhang Rongfang from the beginning to the end, and I have never changed." Zhang Rongfang knew why the other party had such doubts.
Just looking at Zhang Rongfang's identity and experience, no one would believe that he could achieve ninth-grade martial arts and a golden elixir in literary arts at the age of nineteen.
Because, if he is just Zhang Rongfang, then according to experience records, it only took him more than two years and nearly three years to go from being unable to tie a chicken to reaching the ninth level.
What is this concept!?
Therefore, it is normal to have such doubts about the Golden Wing Tower, which he knows the most about.
Others thought that Zhang Ying had been practicing martial arts since he was a child, but Jinzhilou's investigation was very clear. It only took him more than two years from the beginning to the present.
No wonder the other party didn't believe it.
Chongming said no more.
In fact, when she first found out all the information about Zhang Rongfang, she had doubts in her heart.
Because it’s too fast!
Zhang Rongfang never practiced martial arts and reached the ninth level so fast!
It is impossible for humans to have such speed.
Only...worship God.
If it is a spiritual connection that worships gods and disguises its identity...
Especially when Zhang Rongfang also collected parts of idols.
But when Tiannu and Zhang Rongfang lived and ate together, and fought and practiced every day, she should have eliminated this point...
If you really have nothing to do all day long, how can you spare so much time from your busy schedule to accompany and teach Zhang Rongfang?
If it wasn't to prove that he wasn't hiding his spiritual connections, he wouldn't have wasted so much time.
"Now, our Eastern Sect's forces in Dadu, led by Yunwu Villa, Golden Wing Tower, and Daguangming Temple, are fighting against the Western Sect.
Xizong is headed by Yuanshi from Zhenfo Temple, combined with the Taiqing lineage of the Induction Sect, Hailong, Fengtian King and other forces. If you hear these names, remember to avoid them." Chongming gave a few more instructions.
It can be seen that she is still somewhat hesitant about Zhang Rongfang's attitude.
"Do you think I am Lingluo?"
Zhang Rongfang said suddenly. He is now in the middle stage of Nascent Soul and is already considered to be an advanced practitioner. In addition, he is only nineteen years old. He is far from being able to compare with those Nascent Souls who are fifty or sixty years old. His reaction speed is so sharp.
I noticed the other party's attitude immediately.
"Actually..." Chongming opened his mouth, thinking about his words.
puff!
In an instant, Zhang Rongfang pierced the skin of his right arm with one finger.
The hard fingertips trained in the Eagle Claw Skill can directly cut open the skin, revealing the blood-red muscles underneath.
"Now let me tell you, I am not a spirit, I am a living person!"
Zhang Rongfang said in a deep voice.
This flesh wound will heal in a short time. He mainly wanted to prove himself.