Wuling Xianyuan

Chapter 69 Dilemma
"Mr. Black, long time no see."

A middle-aged man said with a smile, his face is full of vicissitudes, and it has changed a lot from a few years ago, but the eyes under the sword eyebrows exude a faint soft light, which is completely gone from the sharpness before. Looks like an ordinary man.

However, Wang Chong was no longer the Wang Chong of the past. He keenly felt that this person was even more terrifying than a few years ago, and he even faintly gave him a sense of danger.

"Sir, I'm afraid you don't know my name. I'm nameless, but since I competed with you, everyone in the world has called me Wu Jian. Please accept my next bow." Wu Jian really bowed.

Seeing this, Wang Chong didn't stop him. Of course he could bear the other party's bow. This person was the middle-aged swordsman he had competed with back then, and that was Wang Chong's last fight in the underground imitation market.

If he hadn't blocked more than half of the power of the final explosion, I'm afraid this person would have died at that time, and he would have stood here like today.

But there was another reason why Wang Chong didn't stop it.

"Could it be that you showed up today to thank my subordinates for being merciful back then? If you have anything to say, just say it straight, without beating around the bush." ​​A hoarse voice came out from under the bamboo hat, with an inscrutable look.

However, after the black gauze restraint, Wang Chong's eyeballs kept rolling. He seemed to have guessed some of the other party's intentions, but he was not very sure, so he had to weigh the pros and cons first.

"What the gentleman said is that in fact, my coming this time is completely at the intention of Lord Zhao."

"Sure enough!" Wang Chong thought to himself, but he pretended to be puzzled and said, "Prince Zhao? What does he want from me?"

Wu Jian shook his head slightly when he heard the words, and said: "I'm sorry I can't tell you this, but please rest assured, sir, the reason why the prince came to you was recommended by Fairy Ziye, and he has no malice towards you at all. Move to the back hall, sir."

"Purple Leaf Fairy..." Wang Chong muttered, a charming woman in red suddenly appeared in his mind, and his heart became more blurred, but if he wanted to know why, he went to the back to meet him, and everything would be clear.

Nodded, followed Wujian to the back hall, before he entered, he heard the chatter and laughter inside, a faint chuckle of a woman fell into his ears, it seemed to be the voice of Ziye, but it was a little less A little more charming than before, a little more reserved.

It seemed that they sensed that someone was coming, and the original chatter and laughter became much quieter. Several eyes then fell on Wang Chong who was dressed in black and wearing a bamboo hat next to Wujian. Only a few people seemed to have not noticed anyone. The appearance is average, continue to talk and laugh.

"My lord, Mr. Black is here." Wu Jian walked quickly in front of Wang Chong, and a middle-aged man in expensive clothes said in the main seat. Hearing this, the middle-aged man turned his eyes to Wang Chong and smiled. Said: "Mr. Heiyi, long time no see, please sit down."

However, before Wang Chong could take any action, a discordant voice sounded at this moment, saying very dissatisfiedly, "Mr. Black is so arrogant for daring to wear a bamboo hat in front of the lord."

"Hu'er, don't be rude, this is just a habit of Mr. Heiyi, and this king admires this kind of people the most, so it's okay." Prince Zhao waved his hand at this time, and rushed behind him with a light smile said the boy.

The boy was younger than Wang Chong, about fifteen or sixteen years old. As for his cultivation, he couldn't find out. He must be carrying a treasure that hides his cultivation. Seeing what the prince said, he curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and immediately Turned his eyes aside, not looking at Wang Chong.

Hearing the words, Wang Chong cupped his hands, thanked him, and then sat down. The one sitting opposite him was Zi Ye. The previous red dress had been replaced by an elegant light green one. She can't hide her mature body, her delicate face has a pair of autumn eyes, and her frown and smile can almost seduce people's souls away.

After just looking at it, Wang Chong withdrew his gaze.

What made Wang Chong a little curious was that Gu Tie, a treasure appraiser at the pulse condensing stage, actually sat under Ziye. It seemed that the identity of the Ziye fairy who presided over the auction seemed unusual.

"Mr. Black, I won't say any unnecessary polite words. You must have participated in the bidding just now." Prince Zhao said slowly. Although he didn't specify which item he was participating in the auction, everyone knew it. What the prince is referring to is Zhuyan Dandan Fang.

"That's right." Wang Chong did not deny this matter. Needless to say, the other party's identity, the owner of this auction is sitting opposite him, so there is no need to lie.

Seeing Wang Chong's admission, Prince Zhao immediately took out something from his sleeve, handed it to Wu Jian who was beside him, and Wu Jian gave it to Wang Chong. It was the sheepskin scroll that recorded Zhuyan Dan Fang.

"Open it and have a look." Prince Zhao said.

As if he had guessed something in his heart, Wang Chong slowly pulled the shaft away, and a single elixir appeared in front of Wang Chong's eyes. There were dozens of them. He had seen all these elixirs before, but when he saw the following requirements Shi couldn't help but startled.

"All the elixir needed must be more than a hundred years old, otherwise it won't work!" Wang Chong whispered to himself, but his eyes flickered, and the meaning of the other party was already obvious.

This also explains why the lord took photos of Zhuyan Pill after photographing the next few elixir plants with hundred-year medicinal power. It turned out that it was for this Zhuyan Pill.

But then the doubts in Wang Chong's heart became more intense. Although this prince is just a mortal, the royal family behind him is another huge force independent of the Thunder Fire Sect. understand.

As if he had guessed what Wang Chong was thinking, Prince Zhao gave a wry smile and said, "Mr. Black must know the power of the royal family, but to be honest, the reason why this king can live so freely is because I don't have a soul in my body." The elixir with a hundred years of medicinal power is really nothing to the entire royal family, but they will never allow me to use those elixir to refine something like Zhuyan Pill."

When Wang Chong heard this, he was silent for a while. I'm afraid not many big powers are willing to do this by refining Zhuyan Pill with a hundred-year-old elixir, let alone this was proposed by a prince who can't cultivate.

"Could it be that the lord thinks that I can make up enough of the elixir above, that I think too highly of this old man." After a brief silence, Wang Chong muran said.

As if he had expected Wang Chong's words, Prince Zhao smiled lightly and said, "Sir, don't take offense, the young man next to me is the youngest alchemist in the royal family, and he has a very good understanding of elixir. Very detailed, otherwise this king would not have found you, sir."

Wang Chong was startled when he heard this, and his eyes fell on the young man through the black veil. Although the other party didn't say anything, he looked proud. He glanced at Wang Chong out of the corner of his eye, showing some curiosity.

Of those centuries-old elixir plants, two plants are very different from the others, and it is impossible to appear in the same place in the wild. Although the elixir is not well preserved, it is not difficult to judge whether it was picked or not. It will take no more than two days. If it is accidentally found in the wild, others may believe it, but it cannot be hidden from an alchemist.

Under Zhao Wangye's reminder, Wang Chong also realized this, and his face couldn't help but become a little ugly. Before, he only wanted to take pictures of Zhuyan Danfang, but he forgot this point. Although the spirit grass was picked long ago , but one of the abilities of Baimu Wancao Mountain is to keep the elixir in the same state as it grows, and only after it is taken out does the medicine begin to lose its power.

Everyone's eyes fell on Wang Chong, but everyone had different ideas in their hearts, and Wang Chong was also caught in a dilemma.

(End of this chapter)