Traveling to Xianwu

Chapter 89 The Garden
"Why, Mr. Feiweng, you want to go back on your word!?" Shen Chengping's expression remained unchanged, he still looked at Liang Ziweng slightly, but the aura around him had already enveloped Liang Ziweng's whole body. Weng suddenly became shrewd, because he had an intuition that if his answer didn't suit Shen Chengping's wishes, it might be difficult for him to survive in the future.

Liang Ziweng's face turned blue and white, changing like a Sichuan opera. Liang Ziweng spent half his life cultivating this medicinal snake. If it was given to Shen Chengping like this, no matter what, he would not be reconciled. , but if the aura surrounding his body let him know that Shen Chengping was bound to win the medicinal snake, he didn't even give himself a chance to argue.

After a long while, Liang Ziweng finally let out a long sigh, gritted his teeth with a face full of unwillingness and said: "This medicinal snake is made by my painstaking efforts for decades, but since Daoist Shen likes it, please take it!" Finished the last word , Liang Ziweng seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and his originally rosy face turned pale.

"Thank you so much, Old Weng!" Shen Chengping cupped his hands in thanks, then looked around Liang Ziweng's room, and directly lifted up the basket containing the medicinal snakes. With Shen Chengping's medical skills, he just smelled the smell, You don't need to open it to see that the medicinal snake is inside.

After winking at Huang Rong, Shen Chengping was unwilling to accept such a big favor for nothing, so he continued to say to Liang Ziweng: "Since Mr. Weng is so generous, Mr. Shen also has a piece of advice here. Mr. Weng takes precious medicinal materials all year round. However, the exercises he practiced are ordinary, so most of the medicinal power remains in the blood meridians, does Mr. Weng feel that this situation is somewhat similar to the medicinal snake in my hand?"

"This..." Liang Ziweng heard Shen Chengping's words, and when he thought about it carefully, his face changed again. He has studied medicine for many years, and when he heard Shen Chengping's reminder, he immediately knew that Shen Chengping's words were right. He was originally from Changbai Mountain. An ordinary ginseng picker, who accidentally got the legacy of a foreigner, started to practice martial arts. It was only because he practiced martial arts late that he could only accumulate skills by taking various precious tonics all year round. His exercises are just fragments, and the efficiency of refining and transforming qi is much lower than that of the real extreme exercises, resulting in many of the medicinal powers not being absorbed, and directly accumulated in the blood, muscles and bones.

Over the past few decades, Liang Ziweng has eaten countless precious tonics, and the medicinal power accumulated in his body can be said to be countless. If someone really drank his blood, it would probably be worse than drinking the blood of that medicinal snake Not much.People in the martial arts world do not know how many people use everything to improve their martial arts. If it gets out, I am afraid there are many people who want to kill themselves and drink their blood.

Thinking of this, Liang Ziweng was also terrified. He knew that if Shen Chengping wanted to deal with him, he didn't need to take action at all. He just needed to tell the news. At that time, even Peng Lianhu and others, who are now called brothers and sisters with him, would most likely covet him. Thinking of this, he became even more afraid of Shen Chengping, and completely threw aside the few plans of revenge left in his heart.

"Brother Shen, you are really necrotic. You want to snatch the medicinal snake, but you still use Rong'er as a shield, hmph!" After leaving Liang Ziweng's residence, Huang Rong stared at Shen Chengping with an angry look. At the same time, the hand holding Shen Chengping's arm also stretched out its fingers, pinching a small piece of flesh on Shen Chengping's arm and twisting it.

"Cough...Rong'er, be gentle!" Afraid of hurting the little girl, Shen Chengping stopped his body-protecting zhenqi to fight back, and said: "This medicinal snake was originally brought for you to take, and with my current Skill, this medicinal snake is not very effective for me anymore, even if I eat all of them, it will increase my skill for a year at most, but if you take it, you can directly save seven or eight years of skill Accumulation can also allow you to reach innateness earlier."

Seeing Shen Chengping showing a hint of helplessness, the girl became more and more proud, her eyes were bent like crescent moons, but the strength of her hands was much weaker, and her hands holding Shen Chengping were tightened, and the chest pressure that had begun to take shape On Shen Chengping's arm, Shen Chengping sighed that the little girl was really made of water.

After getting the medicinal snake, Shen Chengping didn't kill it right away. After all, the medicinal snake still had dozens of days left to complete, so Shen Chengping raised him in the Taoist Temple of Quanzhen Sect Among them, he was going to wait until the heat was ready before using it. In the following days, Shen Chengping took Huang Rong to play in Zhongdu while waiting for Guo Jing's arrival.

Early this morning, the little girl came to Shen Chengping's room early. A few days ago, they found a small patch of wintersweet forest in the outskirts of the city. He has never seen winter plums blooming in winter before, thinking of the allusions in the books he read before, and the beauty of winter plums fighting the cold and proud frost described in the poems, he discussed with Shen Chengping yesterday that he would drink a pot of wine, Bring a few appetizers and go to watch wintersweet together.

The two of them tidied up, carried the food box and walked towards the gate of the Wangfu. They left the other courtyard where Shen Chengping was located. It happened to be the largest garden in the Wangfu. Dotted with Shaolin trees and strange rocks, it is the most outstanding scenery in the palace.There was just a snowfall yesterday, and under the cover of the snow-white snow, it has a lot of flavor.

Shen Chengping noticed it from afar, at this time there were two people sitting opposite each other in the pavilion, one was handsome and dressed in a brocade robe, it was Yang Kang.The other person is dressed in white, with light fur and a gentle belt. He is about 35 or [-] years old. His eyes are slanted, his face is elegant, but heroic. Judging from his clothes, he looks more like a wealthy prince than Yang Kang.

Standing behind this person were four women in white clothes. They were of different heights, fat and thin, but they were all dressed in the same clothes. They all had graceful figures and bright smiles. They were all first-class beauties.

Huang Rong saw it from a distance, stood on tiptoe, and whispered into Shen Chengping's ear: "Brother Shen, who is that person? I haven't seen him in this palace these days." The voice was soft and sweet, with Ru Lan's breath made Shen Chengping's ears itch.

Shen Chengping looked into the pavilion, thought of the plot of shooting the eagles, and thought to himself: "According to this person's attire and the women behind him, this person is probably Ouyang Ke."

With Shen Chengping's current state, he no longer takes Ouyang Ke seriously. Only his uncle Ouyang Feng is qualified to pay attention to other things, so he turned his head and said to Huang Rong: "Don't pay attention to them, let's follow the original I'm planning to go to admire the plum blossoms."

Shen Chengping didn't want to stir up trouble, but sometimes he really couldn't help himself. As soon as Shen Chengping and Huang Rong entered the garden, they were seen by Yang Kang in the pavilion, and immediately greeted him loudly: "Uncle Shen, let's enjoy the snow scene together." , and introduce you to a good friend."

(End of this chapter)