Lonely Immortal

Seven days later, Zhang Zhiwen returned to the county town and brought back a lot of medicinal herbs. He had eight plants that were more than ten years old, and there were also some ordinary medicinal herbs.

Since the team was disbanded, he has been collecting herbs alone in the jungle on both sides of the river. When he is thirsty, he drinks mountain spring water, and when he is hungry, he eats some dry food. He collects during the day and finds a cave to spend the night at night. He has long been accustomed to this kind of life, and he doesn't feel tired.

On the contrary, because of the practice of the Changsheng Sutra, he is quite energetic, and there is enough food. He is even a little reluctant to come back, thinking about collecting more medicinal herbs outside. Unfortunately, the food he brought out is limited, so he can only come back early.

These days, he has encountered a lot of dangers outside, but when he encounters danger, such as wild beasts like jackals, he can run away when he can't beat them. When he runs, he is very fierce. The jackals chase him closely, but they can't catch up after chasing for a while, and finally let Zhang Zhiwen fall far behind. When he encounters poisonous insects, he can deal with them with a hatchet.

So after these days of collecting herbs outside, Zhang Zhiwen has clearly realized the different changes brought by this Changsheng Sutra.

The most obvious one is of course that his strength has increased, and then his skin and flesh are thicker, and he is not afraid of mosquito bites at all. This may be the reason why he has practiced the first level of Changsheng Secret. The mosquito problems that have been bothering Zhang Zhiwen for many years are almost no longer a problem.

In addition, his speed has naturally increased, and his endurance is very strong. He can run to death against jackals.

However, these are the only changes. He is still a little powerless to deal with jackals. Although his reaction is much faster than before, it is only reflected in running away. He can see jackals from a distance, turn around and run, and the jackals don’t even have time to find him, and he runs away without a trace.

Therefore, he was not in any danger outside these days, but he did not collect many medicinal herbs. After half a month, he only collected eight medicinal herbs that were more than ten years old. Together with miscellaneous ordinary medicinal herbs, he could only get a reward of nine silver leaves at most, which was far from the minimum membership fee requirement of twenty silvers!

He didn't have much time left now. It took him seven days to practice the Changsheng Sutra and study the Yao Sutra before. Now it has been reduced by fourteen days. In the end, there are less than ten days left for him to collect the remaining medicinal herbs.

If it is the current situation, he can't get the membership fee of twenty silvers in a month. Even if he can barely get it together, it is quite dangerous.

He didn't know how the Chamber of Commerce would punish him at that time, but it was not difficult to see from the drug testing incident that the Chamber of Commerce's means must be cruel.

If the membership fee can't be collected, then don't mention saving money to buy secret books.

If this goes on, every month is a wedding dress for others. When will there be a day to get out?

Zhang Zhiwen was naturally unwilling to just eat and wait for death, so when he came back, he thought of some ways.

Now he could either go to Blood Ridge to try, or he could collect herbs on a cliff on the other side of the river.

It was a wilderness cliff with few people, but Zhang Zhiwen found that there were many precious herbs on the cliff.

Just climbing up and collecting would definitely be enough for his monthly membership fee. There were at least hundreds of herbs. As long as he collected those herbs, he would have money to buy secret books. After buying secret books and practicing martial arts, he would have the opportunity to go to Blood Ridge, where precious herbs gathered!

Even crossing Blood Ridge to Qishan, there were herbs that were more than ten years old everywhere, and even many herbs that were hundreds of years old.

But there were beasts gathering in Blood Ridge, so he definitely couldn't go there alone now, and he would also take a big risk on the cliff. There were poisonous snakes and reptiles everywhere on the cliff, and eagles and vultures built their nests on them.

According to Yan Ling and the others, the more precious medicinal materials are concentrated, the more ferocious beasts there are. There may be unknown ferocious beasts guarding the medicinal materials on the cliffs.

But Zhang Zhiwen had no choice. Sometimes, some adventures are necessary. It is impossible to get something for nothing.

He must choose one of these two places to take risks. If he must choose, he can only choose the cliffs.

So, now that he is back, he must make sufficient preparations first. He must prepare enough dry food and other things. In addition, he must prepare climbing tools.

There is no problem with dry food. Just find Aunt Wang. Aunt Wang is the woman who cooks for the apprentice of Mabu.

But the climbing tools have to be customized. The cliffs are at least a hundred feet high. Without enough ropes, you will definitely not be able to climb up.

In addition, you must bring powder to dispel poisonous insects and fire, otherwise you can't dispel eagles.

These things need to be prepared well.

But he certainly can't prepare so many things by himself, otherwise there will be no time. Otherwise, I'm afraid that several days will pass by when he prepares these things by himself.

After thinking about it, he decided to ask Erdan for help, as he was the only reliable one.

So, he went to the Foreign Affairs Hall first, intending to hand in ten years' worth of medicinal herbs to complete the task and get the reward.

Soon, he arrived at the Foreign Affairs Hall.

The Foreign Affairs Hall was still being looked after by the handyman, who naturally didn't even look at Zhang Zhiwen when he saw that Zhang Zhiwen was dressed in sackcloth.

Zhang Zhiwen didn't care, so he handed over the herbs.

When he saw the herbs, the handyman raised his head, took the herbs and barely looked at them for a few times, then threw them aside, and said in a half-dead tone: "Eight ten-year-worth of medicinal herbs are accounted for..."

When he was done, he took out eight iron darts and threw them on the table, saying, "Take them and leave quickly."

Zhang Zhiwen was slightly stunned. He picked up an iron dart and couldn't help asking: "Isn't it a silver leaf? Why is it this?"

"Silver Leaf? What you think is pretty good. Have you paid your monthly dues?" the handyman asked with a look of disdain on his face.

Zhang Zhiwen couldn't help but shake his head.

"That's it. If you haven't paid the dues in full, how can you get the silver leaves? Do you think our chamber of commerce is a charity hall? Now, if you collect ten iron darts, you can get the silver leaves later."

The handyman dropped this sentence and no longer bothered to talk to Zhang Zhiwen.

Zhang Zhiwen understood. It turned out that the membership fees were paid in advance. This chamber of commerce was really stingy. The third largest gang in Wuping Prefecture was so fussy about everything!

But he had no choice. The rules were set by others, and he could do whatever he wanted. Unless he became an alchemist, he would have to be bullied every month.

In this way, he could only take the eight useless iron darts and leave.

Ten-year-old medicinal materials cannot be exchanged for silver leaves, so he can only take ordinary medicinal materials to the medicine hall to sell them.

Of course, the medicine hall is also a property under the name of the Chamber of Commerce. It is impossible to sell it for the original price, and it is also calculated based on the reward.

Although the medicine hall shopkeeper and the clerk were very polite to Zhang Zhiwen, the rules of the chamber of commerce could not be changed. He collected a lot of ordinary medicinal materials, and finally replaced them with an iron dart and forty copper plates...

Now, he only has these forty coppers on him. As for the nine iron darts, there is no way to use them.

But now he still has to buy climbing tools. How can these forty coppers be enough?

It seems that I have to go outside to collect some medicinal materials and collect ten iron darts first, and then I have money to buy climbing tools.

But before going there, you can go see Erdan first and ask Erdan to help customize these tools. Then when he comes back, these tools will probably be ready.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhiwen walked towards where Erdan lived.

Not long after, he came to this remote yard. In less than a month, Zhang Zhiwen had changed from a little beggar sleeping in a cowshed to a disciple of the Chamber of Commerce. Although he was only the lowest linen apprentice, the change was still huge. Big ones.

When Zhang Zhiwen came to the door of the courtyard, he heard the noise inside, which seemed to be begging and scolding.

"Boy, you can do it, but you dare to cause trouble in our boss Huang's territory. Don't you want to live?"

"Hey, do you believe that I will break your other arm today?"

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"Don't, don't... Master Qi, Master Li, they are all young and short-sighted. I won't dare to do it next time. Please forgive me!"

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"Huh, spare you? Dream on! Give me a beating!"

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Hearing the voice, Zhang Zhiwen's expression changed slightly. Wasn't the voice begging for mercy the same as Erdan?

He immediately rushed in without thinking, and then he saw a group of people beating Erdan around, making Erdan covered in blood.

"stop!"

Zhang Zhiwen shouted angrily.

Everyone stopped and looked back at him.

"Boy, who are you? It's none of your business, get out of here!"

The leader, a beggar about sixteen or seventeen years old, yelled at Zhang Zhiwen arrogantly.

Erdan was lying on the ground. He didn't expect Zhang Zhiwen to come. He was also a little frightened. He quickly shouted for Zhang Zhiwen to run away, but before he could say anything, he was kicked back by someone. He was swollen again. Most of the face.

Zhang Zhiwen couldn't bear it any longer. He didn't care, he rushed over and greeted the group of people with fists and kicks.

Speaking of which, Erdan was the only person he considered a friend. Erdan wanted to help him out of kindness, so he let him follow Li Huan.

Erdan himself didn't know that Li Huan asked him to be a drug test boy.

Another thing, if Erdan hadn't rescued him that day, Zhang Zhiwen would have starved to death on the street.

So Zhang Zhiwen actually owed Erdan a huge favor.

Even though these are troubled times, Zhang Zhiwen can still sort out his grudges, and he will never forget Erdan's kindness in saving him.

It was just that he was in a hurry and rushed over without noticing that there were seven or eight people on the other side. By the time he came to his senses, it was already a little too late. As soon as he rushed over, these people punched and kicked him.

Originally, Zhang Zhiwen thought that this was going to be the end, but he was afraid that he would not be saved, and that his life would be lost.

But a magical thing also happened. When these people hit him, it was just like tickling him, without any pain at all. This made Zhang Zhiwen come back to his senses instantly. This must be the effect of the Immortality Sutra. Now He is actually so thick-skinned.

Since these people couldn't hurt him, why should he be polite? He raised his fist and hit them.

Peng!

The leading beggar was punched out on the spot. The other beggars were dumbfounded. However, Zhang Zhiwen punched and kicked the beggars without saying a word. Several beggars were immediately beaten and screamed. The remaining few hiding behind, they His face turned pale with fright, and he immediately ran away when he saw something was not going well.

Ergou, who was lying on the ground, was also dumbfounded by this scene. Is this still the half-dead and weak beggar Zhang Zhiwen he knew?