Beiyin Great Sage

  Chapter 297 The deceased (seeking a monthly ticket)

  Zhou Jia and Qian Xiaoyun live in Shicheng and Xuantian League, they are far apart, they have their own lives, and it takes a long time to see each other.

   Not seen in years.

   Thanks to proper maintenance, Qian Xiaoyun did not show his old age.

  Compared to when she first came to Hongzeyu, she is less aggressive and more gentle and dignified, more like a rich lady.

  The royal blue shirt has fine stitches, the cuffs and neckline are neat and new, the fingers are plump and round, and the thinness of the face has long since disappeared.

  Whether it is appearance, temperament, or dress, wealth is everywhere.

  Nobility supports people.

  But the age is there after all, even if there are precious medicines to nourish, the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes and sagging skin are hard to change after all.

   "Speaking of..."

   Zhou Jia looked down at Huo Zhen and said:

   "I should get to know a few medical masters recently, and I might as well let them show Huo Zhen at that time, maybe there will be a turnaround."

   "Really." Qian Xiaoyun's eyes lit up:

   "It's time to work!"

   "You're welcome." Zhou Jia shook his head:

"We're friends…"

   "Yo..." The woman next to her immediately scratched her head:

   "It turns out that Sister Qian also has acquaintances in Taiping Mansion, and she is an 'old friend' who has a good relationship. Since you have your own connections, why bother to find me?"

   As he spoke, he disdained to turn around.

  These words were yin and yang, which made people unhappy, and Zhou Jia frowned even more.

   "Sister Jiao." Qian Xiaoyun's face darkened:

   "You can help find famous doctors, my sister will remember all of them in my heart, I am very grateful, and the reward promised to you will definitely be indispensable."

   "However, Brother Zhou is my friend, so please be careful with your words!"

   "What did my sister say?" Along the way, Qian Xiaoyun had always given the impression of being gentle and gentle, and when he rarely changed his face, he was obviously really angry right now.

  The woman's expression changed, she smiled awkwardly, and waved:

   "I just... Just ask, just ask, my mouth has never been pleasant, my sister knows it, don't take it to heart."

   "Yes." Qian Xiaoyun nodded slowly:

   "Zhen'er's persistent illness has haunted him since he was a child. In order to cure the disease, we visited famous doctors all over the world, but it can't be said that he was hanged from a tree, right?"

   "I hope my sister understands this feeling."

   After all, the other party was her contact with the Xu family, and she could indeed introduce famous doctors, so Qian Xiaoyun didn't want to really offend her.

   "What my sister said is true." The woman nodded along the way, and looked at Huo Zhen with tears in her eyes:

"poor child."

  Huo Zhen is no longer young, even an adult in terms of age.

  It's just that it was congenitally damaged at birth, and it suffered a lot of crimes afterwards, and its foundation was unstable, and it was difficult to repair it even if it was greatly supplemented by elixir.

  Now he looks like a child in his early ten years.

  Dumbness, weakness, and lethargy, if it wasn't for the parents' ability, if they were placed in an ordinary family, they would have given up early.

   "Brother Zhou."

   Turning around, Qian Xiaoyun looked at Zhou Jia:

   "Where will you live next? I'll find you again when I have time."

   "Should stay in Xuantian Pavilion forever." Zhou Jia said:

   "You can just ask at that time."

"it is good."

  Qian Xiaoyun should be.

  The woman surnamed Jiao raised her eyebrows slightly, showing surprise on her face.

  Xuantian Pavilion is not an ordinary place. Although everyone from Xuantian Union can go there, not everyone can live there.

  Only those who are distinguished, admired or powerful are eligible to live in Xuantian Pavilion.

  The ordinary-looking man in front of her may not have a simple identity. Thinking of this, she couldn't help shrinking her neck.

  Qian Xiaoyun was not surprised.

  Although she didn't know that Zhou Jia had advanced to Baiyin, his identity as the Lord of Stone City and his ability to kill the people with perfect Shenyuan were not low in the whole Hongze region.

   The two bid farewell. She stayed in an inn with the woman surnamed Jiao, and then just waited for the arrangement. There are many people similar to her.

  Inside the inn.

   Ying Ying Yan Yan does not stop.

   After a little inquiry, most of them are women who have heard about the name of the miracle doctor and came to ask for a doctor. Many people praised the miracle doctor.

   This made Qian Xiaoyun feel relieved.

   "Do you know the Three Zen Schools?"

   "The Pharmacist Hall of the Three Zen Schools specializes in dispensing medicines for the Zhao family of the royal family. Many families in the capital who have no children go there for consultation."

   "The genius doctor comes from the Pharmacist Hall."

"real?"

"of course it's true!"

   "I heard that the Pharmacist Hall of the Three Zen Schools enshrines Guanyin, the son-carrying Avalokitesvara, and the medical skills of helping to give birth to children are the best in the entire Hongze region."

   "Three Zen sects are all monks, right? Housekeeping is...something bad." Someone hesitated.

   "The monk's six senses are pure, what are you afraid of, and whoever has no personal experience here, you are too shy, sister-in-law?"

"whee…"

  The laughter of a group of women came.

  ...

   After Qian Xiaoyun was arranged, it was getting dark, and the woman surnamed Jiao left the inn, walked through several alleys, and walked into a somewhat secluded courtyard.

"Da da…"

"Enter!"

  Push the door and enter, besides the usual person, there is also a bald monk with a shiny face.

  The woman surnamed Jiao couldn't help being taken aback.

   "This is Master Zhenming of the Three Chan Schools." The other person in the room was tall and thin, with a three-inch beard and triangular eyes that were treacherous.

  Using one hand to lead the bald monk, said:

   "Sister Jiao, I haven't seen you soon."

  The woman's face was dazzled, and she hurriedly said softly:

   "Little girl Jiao Yuhua, I have met Master Zhenming."

   "Yuhua?"

  Zhen Ming has a fat body, and his facial features are almost out of shape due to the backlog of fat on his complexion. He glanced at Jiao Yuhua with a pair of small eyes, and lost interest:

   "The name is not bad, is the person... so-so."

  Jiao Yuhua's appearance is not bad, but Zhenming obviously doesn't see it in his eyes. As a disciple of Huanxi Chan, he has seen a lot of beautiful women.

  The eighteen celestial maidens in the Buddha Palace, which one is not a fairy-like figure, he has even tasted their fleshly offerings.

   "Yes." Jiao Yuhua was not annoyed, and said with a charming smile:

   "The little girl has a mortal body, so she can't get into the eyes of the master."

   "Speak." Triangular Eyes said:

"What's up?"

   "Yes." Hearing this, Jiao Yuhua straightened his expression and said:

   "This group of people who came to consult the doctor has gathered enough numbers. I wonder when Master Wuyuan will be available for consultation?"

   "This..." The triangular eyes hesitated, and instead of answering, they looked at Zhenming.

   "Uncle Wu Yuan has other important things recently, I'm afraid he won't have time in a month or two." Zhen Ming waved his hand casually:

   "Let's talk later!"

   "Ah!" Jiao Yuhua turned pale, and couldn't help whispering:

   "Master, the origin stone has already been handed in. It's okay if it takes three to five days. It's not a big problem to delay it. I'm afraid it will be a month or two..."

   "What?" Zhenming narrowed his eyes:

   "If you have an opinion, you can die."

   "No, no." Triangle Eye hurriedly waved his hands, rolled his eyes, and said:

   "The master doesn't know something. These people come from various places. Those who can find the right way can be regarded as either rich or expensive in a small place."

   "If Master Wuyuan doesn't have time, can you just invite a master from the Pharmacist Hall to show off."

   "They don't hesitate to spend a lot of money in order to have children!"

   "Oh!" Zhenming raised his eyebrows and sat upright, obviously interested:

   "There are so many seniors in the Pharmacist Hall, it's not difficult to find one."

   "Ask for a child..."

   Speaking of this, he smiled again:

   "Why bother to ask outsiders, Buddha, I can do it for you!"

   "That..." The expression of the triangular eyes changed slightly, and the throat turned subconsciously:

   "Most of these people are women, and their appearance and quality are inferior. I'm afraid the master will look down on them, but there are a few good ones among them."

   His eyes flickered, and he said:

   "The villain can arrange it."

   "Yes." Zhenming showed satisfaction:

   "You are very witty."

   "Master." At this time, Jiao Yuhua whispered:

   "There is another person who is dumb and wants to cure his throat."

   "What's the cure?" Zhenming frowned:

   "Heaven dumb, isn't it just the candidate to practice closed-mouth meditation? I think this person has a predestined relationship with my Buddha, and I will bring it directly next time."

  Jiao Yuhua was taken aback for a moment, and his face showed embarrassment:

   "His mother is probably unwilling."

   These words, in exchange for Zhenming, strange eyes with triangular eyes, like this kind of thing, where is it anyone's turn to object?

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   Xuantian Pavilion.

  Eastern District of Taiping Prefecture.

  Here are the offices of various ethnic groups located near the capital.

  There are many masters in the compound of the military headquarters, envoys of various ethnic groups, and some places are even guarded by private soldiers. Even the imperial court cannot force their way in.

  Xuantian Union also has a similar station.

   Zhou Jia took the jade certificate of Xiaolang Island's elder status, and went all the way to the interior of Xuantian Pavilion without hindrance.

it's here.

  Finally there is a block.

"Feel sorry."

  A Central South man in a purple robe stopped him, shaking his head seriously:

   "This is the important place of Xuantian Pavilion, you can't enter unless you are invited. Friends, if you want to go around, you can go to the South Courtyard Garden."

  Masculinity is extraordinary, and the attitude is neither humble nor overbearing.

  Although he has the cultivation base of the late stage of Heitie, he does not show a condescending attitude, and is even a little polite, which makes it hard to get angry.

   "Yuan Lang."

  At this time, an old voice sounded:

   "Let him in."

   "Huh?" Yuan Lang was taken aback for a moment, then withdrew his hands and turned sideways:

"Please!"

   "Thank you."

  Zhou Jia nodded and walked into a spacious hall.

  The main hall is empty, and there are no seats, except for three sculptures standing in the middle, which is a spiral staircase.

   "Little friend, please come up."

  Zhou Jia looked up.

  The inside of the main hall was slightly gloomy and cold, and there was darkness above. The darkness seemed to be special, even with his eyesight, he couldn't see through it.

  Go up the spiral staircase to the second floor, and what you see are rows of bookshelves full of books.

  An old man in gray clothes was standing in front of the bookshelf, looking towards him.

  The old man has gray hair, wrinkled face, and a decadent and old air all over his body. He has obviously reached the end of his life.

  But Zhou Jia didn't dare to underestimate this person.

  The vast spiritual sense on the other party is no less than that of Mage Colin, and the aura is even more terrifying, which all shows that this person is a second-level silver.

  Second level of Shenyuan, first level of Qi.

   Once the pillar of the Xuantian Union!

"congratulations!"

  Looking at Zhou Jia, the old man was delighted and nodded slowly:

   "A silver powerhouse in the Xuantian League was born nineteen years ago, and now someone has finally made a breakthrough. God bless our clan."

   "But Senior Li face to face?" Zhou Jia cupped his hands:

   "But I'm afraid I will disappoint the seniors. Although Zhou is a disciple of the Xuantian Union, he is not from the Dalin Dynasty, but from the earth."

   "Earth?" Li Guxin's eyes were confused, obviously he had never heard of this place, and he shook his head:

   "No problem!"

   "As long as you join the Xuantian Union, you are in the same vein. Could it be that you don't recognize it?"

   "Of course not." Zhou Jia said:

   "This time Zhou came here because he wanted to register as a new silver in the Xuantian Union."

"it is good!"

  Li Gu’s new voice mentioned:

   "What's your name? Which lineage do you come from? What kind of exercise do you practice?"

   "Junior Zhou Jia, who comes from the Jinhuang lineage outside, practices the Shenhuang Jue, which has just advanced not long ago." Zhou Jia replied.

   "The outer sect, the Jinhuang lineage?"

  Li Guxin's eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't help showing emotion:

   "I remember that it has been more than 60 years, and no outer disciples have advanced to silver. Well... the monks of the Three Zen Schools are not counted."

   "Zhou Jia, Zhou Jia..."

   "Stone City's Thunder Ax Zhou Jia?"

   "Exactly." Zhou Jia nodded.

   "Sure enough."

  Li Gu is new and clear.

   He has naturally heard about the younger generation who are expected to be silver in recent years, but he did not expect that Zhou Jia from the outer sect was the first to break through.

   "You are very talented, and being able to become silver is no exception."

   After thinking about it, he said again:

   "You should all know the benefits of advanced silver, right?"

   "I heard a little bit." Zhou Jia said:

   "Just about to ask for advice."

   "You will naturally understand these things in the future." Li Guxin stroked his beard lightly, pulled a chair and sat down, took a breath, and said:

   "A strong silver man, as long as the person he kills is not critical, he will not be punished. Even if he is punished, his life and cultivation will never be harmed."

   "Therefore, murder is not guilty."

  He glanced at Zhou Jia, seeing that the other side was expressionless, Fang nodded and continued:

   "Every silver is a rare treasure of Hong Zeyu, and it is the most powerful weapon against disasters. Naturally, nothing can be lost."

   "Fifty source crystals per month, three bottles of source quality medicines, and five copies of materials that can be used to refine high-grade black weapons..."

  Many benefits come together one by one.

   "It can protect a city from conscription and corvee."

   "Until death!"

  Zhou Jia raised his head, and waves finally appeared in his eyes.

  Every silver is equivalent to a top power in Hongzeyu. The reason for this is that it can be exempted from conscription and corvee.

  A place protected by silver, free from outside interference, accumulate all for personal use, but concentrate on developing strength, as long as there are a few decades, it will naturally become a big force.

  This is the case for the major surnames in the inner sect of the Xuantian League today.

  Even if silver falls, relying on the previous accumulation, as long as it is not too prodigal and provokes the existence that should not be provoked, it can last for decades.

"Ha ha…"

   Seeing Zhou Jia moved, Li Guxin stroked his beard and smiled lightly:

   "Anything else to ask?"

   "Senior."

  Zhou Jia refrained from distracting thoughts and asked the questions he cared about most:

   "The junior heard that before his death, Master Yanfa expended his energy to deduce the practice method of the silver realm, but is it true?"

   "..."

  Li Guxin paused slightly, his eyes showed emotion, and then nodded slowly after a long time:

   "It is true."

   Zhou Jia's eyes lit up.

   "The Dharma School created by the Sage Yanfa is called the Three Altars of Questioning Dharma. Although it is excellent, it is not complete. This is a pity..." Li Guxin shook his head and said:

   "This method is a secret transmission of the Xuantian Union, even the Zhao family of the royal family has not passed it on, so if you want to learn it, you have to wait for the order from the sect."

"how long it takes?"

   "The shortest is three to five days, and the longest is half a month!"

  (end of this chapter)