Beiyin Great Sage

Zhou Jia and Qian Xiaoyun live in Shicheng and the Xuantian League. They are far apart and have their own lives. It takes a long time for them to see each other.

Haven’t seen each other for several years.

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

Compared with when she first came to Hongzeyu, she was less arrogant and more gentle and dignified, and more like a wealthy woman.

The sapphire blue shirt has fine stitching, the cuffs and collar are as neat as new, the fingers are plump and round, and the face is no longer as thin as it once was.

No matter the appearance, temperament, or clothing, there is wealth everywhere.

Nobility nourishes people.

But age is what it is, no matter how nourished it is with precious medicines, wrinkles around the eyes and sagging skin will be difficult to change.

"Speaking of which..."

Zhou Jia lowered his head and looked at Huo Zhen and said:

"I should have gotten to know a few medical masters recently. I might as well ask them to show Huo Zhen when the time comes. Maybe there will be a turn for the better."

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

"Well done!"

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

"We are friends……"

"Yo..." The woman next to her immediately started posing:

"It turns out that Sister Qian also has an acquaintance in Taiping Mansion, and she is an 'old friend' with a good relationship. Since you have your own connections, why bother looking for me again?"

Saying that, he turned around disdainfully.

These words were strange and unpleasant, and Zhou Jia even frowned.

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

"If you can help find a famous doctor, my sister will remember it all in my heart. I am very grateful. The reward I promised you will be indispensable."

"But Brother Zhou is my friend, so please be careful what you say!"

"Sister, what did you say?" Along the way, Qian Xiaoyun always gave people the impression of a gentle temperament. He rarely changed his temper, but now he was obviously really angry.

The woman's expression changed, she immediately smiled awkwardly, waved her hand and said:

"I just...just ask, just ask. My mouth is always unpleasant. My sister knows it. Don't take it to heart."

"Yeah." Qian Xiaoyun nodded slowly:

"Zhen'er's stubborn illness has plagued him since he was a child. In order to cure the illness, we visited famous doctors, but we can't just hang him from a tree, right?"

"I hope my sister understands this feeling."

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

"Sister said yes." The woman nodded and looked at Huo Zhen with tears in her eyes:

"poor child."

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

It's just that he was born with congenital damage, and he suffered a lot of misfortunes later on. His foundation is unstable and cannot be repaired even with powerful elixirs.

Now he looks like a child in his early teens.

He is mute, frail, and lethargic. If his parents were not capable, he would have given up long ago in an ordinary family.

"Brother Zhou."

Looking back, Qian Xiaoyun looked at Zhou Jia:

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

"I should stay in Xuantian Pavilion forever." Zhou Jia said:

"You can just ask then."

"good."

Qian Xiaoyun should be.

The woman named Jiao on the side raised her eyebrows slightly, looking surprised.

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

Only those with noble status, admiration or powerful strength are qualified to live in Xuantian Pavilion permanently.

The identity of the ordinary-looking man in front of her was probably not simple. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but shrink her neck.

Qian Xiaoyun didn't feel strange.

Although she didn't know that Zhou Jia had advanced to Silver, his identity as the Lord of Stone City and his ability to kill those who had perfected the Divine Yuan were not low in the entire Hongze Region.

The two said goodbye, and she stayed at an inn with the woman surnamed Jiao. She just waited for the arrangements. There were many people like her.

Inside the inn.

The warblers and swallows don't stop.

After a brief inquiry, most of them were women who came to consult after hearing the name of the miracle doctor. The miracle doctor's skill was praised by many people.

This made Qian Xiaoyun feel relieved.

"Do you know the Three Zen Sects?"

"The Medicine Master's Hall of Sanchan Sect specializes in dispensing medicines for the Zhao family of the royal family. Many people in the capital who don't have children go there for medical consultation."

"The miracle doctor comes from the Medicine Hall."

"real?"

"of course it's true!"

"I heard that Sanzen Sect's Medicine Hall enshrines Guanyin, whose medical skills in helping to give birth to children are the best in the entire Hongze region."

"The three Zen sects are all monks, right? Isn't the gynecology department... a little bad?" Someone hesitated.

"The monk's six roots are pure. What are you afraid of? Besides, no one here has ever done anything. Sister-in-law, are you too shy?"

"whee……"

A group of women laughed.

…………

After making arrangements for Qian Xiaoyun, it was already dark. The woman named Jiao left the inn, walked through several alleys, and walked into a somewhat secluded courtyard.

"Da da……"

"Enter!"

Pushing open the door and entering, in addition to the usual person, there is also a bald monk with a shiny face.

The woman named Jiao couldn't help but be stunned.

"This is Master Zhenming of Sanzen Sect." Another man in the room was tall and thin, with a three-inch beard and cunning triangular eyes.

He guided the bald monk with one hand and said:

"Mei Jiao, why don't you meet me soon?"

The woman's face was suddenly filled with confusion, and she hurriedly said softly:

"The little girl Jiao Yuhua has met Master Zhenming."

"Yuhua?"

Zhenming had a fat figure, and his facial features were almost shapeless due to the fat accumulation on his face. He glanced at Jiao Yuhua with his small eyes and lost interest:

"The name is good, but the person is... so-so."

Jiao Yuhua's appearance is not bad, but Zhenming obviously doesn't like her. As a disciple of Huanxi Zen, he has seen many women with extraordinary beauty.

Among the eighteen goddesses in the Buddhist Palace, none of them were fairy-like. He had even tasted their physical charity.

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

"The little girl's mortal body cannot enter the eyes of the master."

"Tell me." Triangle Eyes said:

"What's up?"

"Yes." After hearing this, Jiao Yuhua's expression straightened and he said:

"This group of people who have come for consultation has already gathered together enough. I wonder when Master Wuyuan will be available for consultation?"

"This..." The triangle-shaped eyes were hesitant, and he did not answer, but looked at Zhenming.

"Uncle Wuyuan has other important matters recently. I'm afraid he won't have time in a month or two." Zhenming waved his hand casually:

"Let's talk about it later!"

"Ah!" Jiao Yuhua's face turned pale and he couldn't help but whispered:

"Master, the Origin Stone has already been handed in. If it takes three to five days, it doesn't matter. If you delay it for a while, it won't be a big problem. I'm afraid it will take a month or two..."

"What?" Zhenming narrowed his eyes:

"If you have an opinion, you don't have to treat it."

"No, no." Triangle Eyes waved his hands urgently, rolled his eyes, and said:

"Master, I don't know. These people come from all over the world. Those who can find the right connections can be considered rich or noble in small places."

"If Master Wuyuan doesn't have time, can you just invite a master from the Medicine Hall to do some work to pass the time?"

"They spend a lot of money in order to have a baby!"

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

"There are so many senior brothers in the Medicine Master Hall, it's not difficult to find one."

"Asking for a son..."

Having said this, he smiled again:

"Why bother asking outsiders? Lord Buddha, I can do it for you!"

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

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

His eyes flashed and he said:

"The villain can arrange it."

"Yes." Zhenming looked satisfied:

"You are very knowledgeable."

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

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

"What can be cured?" Zhenming frowned:

"Tian Ya, isn't he just the right person to practice closed-mouthed meditation? I think this person is destined to be my Buddha, so I will bring him directly next time."

Jiao Yuhua was stunned for a moment and said with a smile on his face:

"I'm afraid his mother won't be willing."

These words were met with strange looks from Zhen Ming and Triangle Eyes. It seemed like it would be someone's turn to object to something like this.

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Xuantian Pavilion.

Taipingfu East District.

Here are the service bases of various ethnic groups located near the capital.

There are many military compounds, envoys from various ethnic groups, and many experts. Some places are even guarded by private soldiers. Even the imperial court cannot force their way in.

The Xuantian Alliance also has a similar station.

Zhou Jia took the jade certificate of identity of the elder of Xiaolang Island and went straight to Xuantian Pavilion without any obstruction.

it's here.

Finally there was a stop.

"Feel sorry."

A central-nan man in a purple-red robe blocked his way and shook his head sternly:

"This is an important part of Xuantian Pavilion. You are not allowed to enter unless you are invited. If your friends want to wander around, you can go to the south courtyard garden."

He has an extraordinary masculine temperament and an attitude that is neither humble nor arrogant.

Although he has the cultivation of late Black Iron, he does not show a condescending attitude, and is even a bit polite, making it difficult for people to be angry.

"Yuan Lang."

At this time, an old voice sounded:

"Let him in."

"Huh?" Yuan Lang was stunned for a moment, then he stopped his hand and turned sideways:

"please!"

"Thank you."

Zhou Jia nodded and walked into a spacious hall.

The main hall was empty, and there were no seats. Except for three sculptures standing in the middle, there was a spiral staircase.

"Little friend, please come up."

Zhou Jia looked up.

The hall was a bit cold, and there was darkness above. The darkness seemed to be special, and even with his eyesight, he couldn't see through it.

Going up the spiral staircase to the second floor, you will see rows of bookshelves filled with books.

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

The old man had gray hair, a wrinkled face, and an air of decadence and age all over his body. It was obvious that he had reached the end of his life.

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

The vast spiritual thoughts on the opponent's body are no less than those of Master Colin, and his aura is as terrifying as the sea, which all shows that this person is a second-level silver.

The second level of Shen Yuan and the first level of Qi.

Once the pillar of Xuantian Alliance!

"congratulations!"

Looking at Zhou Jia, the old man looked happy and nodded slowly:

"The birth of a strong silver man in the Xuantian Alliance was nineteen years ago. Now someone has finally made a breakthrough. God bless our clan."

"But in front of Senior Li?" Zhou Jia handed over his hand:

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

"Earth?" Li Guyin's eyes were filled with confusion. He had obviously never heard of this place before, and then he shook his head:

"It doesn't matter!"

"As long as you join the Xuantian Alliance, you are of the same lineage. 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 Xuantian Alliance's new Baiyin."

"good!"

Li Guyin’s new voice mentioned:

"What's your name? Which lineage do you come from? Which technique do you practice?"

"Junior Zhou Jia comes from the Jinhuang lineage outside. He practices Shenhuang Jue and he just advanced recently." Zhou Jia replied.

"Outer sect, Jinhuang lineage?"

Li Guyin's eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't help but sigh:

"I remember that it has been more than sixty years since there was no outer disciple who advanced to Silver. Well... the monks of the Three Zen Sect don't count."

"Zhou Jia, Zhou Jia..."

"Zhou Jia, the Thunder Axe of Shicheng?"

"Exactly." Zhou Jia nodded.

"really."

Li Guxin understood.

Naturally, he had heard about the younger generation who were promising silver medals in recent years, but he didn't expect that the first one to break through would be Zhou Jia from the outer sect.

"You are extremely talented, and being able to turn it into silver is no exception."

After thinking for a while, he said again:

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

"I've heard a little bit about it." Zhou Jia said:

"I was about to ask for advice."

"You will naturally understand these things in the future." Li Guxin gently stroked his beard, pulled up a chair and sat down, calmed his breathing, and said:

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

"So, murder is not guilty."

He glanced at Zhou Jia, and seeing that the other person had no expression on his face, Fang nodded and continued:

"Every Baiyin is a rare treasure in Hongze Territory and the most useful weapon to resist disasters. Naturally, there cannot be any loss."

"Fifty source crystals and three bottles of source medicine every month can be used to refine five materials for high-grade mysterious weapons..."

Many benefits come together.

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

"Til death do us part!"

Zhou Jia raised his head, his eyes finally filled with confusion.

Every Baiyin is equivalent to a top force in the Hongze Region. The reason for this is that he is exempted from military conscription and corvee.

A place blessed by silver, free from outside interference, and able to accumulate all for one's own use, can focus on developing strength. As long as it lasts for a few decades, it will naturally become a major force.

This is the case for all the major surnames in the Xuantian League today.

Even if Silver falls, relying on previous accumulation, as long as it is not too prodigal and does not provoke beings that it should not provoke, it can still sustain it for decades.

"hehe……"

Seeing Zhou Jia's moved expression, Li Guxin stroked his beard and chuckled:

"Anything else you want to ask?"

"senior."

Zhou Jia suppressed his distracting thoughts and asked the question he was most concerned about:

"This junior heard that Master Yanfa spent all his energy to deduce the cultivation method of Silver Realm before he died. Is it true?"

"..."

Li Guyin paused slightly, his eyes showing emotion, and after a long time he nodded slowly:

"It's true."

Zhou Jia's eyes lit up.

"The name of the method created by the holy monk Yanfa is called Three Altar Questions. Although it is remarkable, it is not complete, which is a pity..." Li Guxin shook his head and said:

"This method is secretly passed down by the Xuantian Alliance. It has not been passed down even to the Zhao family, so if you want to learn it, you need to wait for the order from the sect."

"how long it takes?"

"As short as three to five days, as long as half a month!"