Taoist master wants to ascend

It is very common to have the same name, but it is rare to have the same name as your grandfather.

Li Yuan was a little surprised and accepted the invitation:

Zhao Yunsheng breathed a sigh of relief and said goodbye.

Liu Zheng closed the courtyard door and chewed his teeth:

Shenbing Street is one of the most prosperous streets in Fucheng. Every inch of land is valuable. He couldn't even calculate how much money the three shops were worth.

Li Yuan couldn't help but admire when he put away the house deed.

The Zhao family's response was too quick. Three shops were delivered, so he had no reason to embarrass Mr. Zhao because of this matter.

Liu Zheng was shocked beyond words. Looking at Li Yuan who was looking through the house deed, he couldn't help but feel a little more awe in his eyes.

Not to mention the Zhao family, no matter how small the family in Fucheng is, it is not comparable to his family. It can be said that even if I try my best to make connections, I will never be able to hook up with a child of a big family like Zhao Yunsheng.

But such a behemoth actually wants to bow to Li Yuan...

Li Yuan sighed in his heart and became cautious.

‘No wonder the Zhao family has grown from a dung tyrant to one of the six major families in Fucheng. This family tradition is truly extraordinary.

After sending Liu Zheng to buy the elixir for him, Li Yuan returned to the house to feed the little mouse.

His luggage was all in the incense burner, and there was nothing to pack.

Li Yuan did not want to go to the Zhao family. Although the Zhao family showed their sincerity, he did not believe that the Zhao family dared to attack the true disciples of Shenbing Valley without concealment.

However, since Lao Han was not here, he was ready to be a steady hand. It was the Zhao family who invited him, and it was not him who would fawn over him.

Looking through the invitation, Li Yuan was very satisfied.

If he is not a true disciple, but an ordinary inner disciple, not to mention the Zhao family, even Zhao Yunsheng may not care.

Not to mention three shops, it is impossible to give him one. What kind of apology is it? It would be good if he doesn't take action against him secretly.

Li Yuan casually picked one from the invitations. He didn't know much about these small families and didn't bother to inquire.

I chose this place simply because the oiran here ranked high.

Liu Zheng, who came back from buying the elixir, was very excited. He took out the Hundred Flowers List and showed the page to Li Yuan.

The artist who drew the Hundred Flowers List understood people's hearts, and with just a few strokes he sketched out a graceful woman.

Li Yuan handed the invitation to Liu Zheng, who trotted away very enthusiastically.

Li Yuan thought in his heart.

When he was short of money, he wanted to do everything by himself, and it hurt to spend an extra copper. But now, time is more precious to him.

Winning over people is naturally the right thing to do.

Even in Fucheng and the Valley of Divine Weapons, there is nothing wrong with being poor in literature and rich in martial arts. It may even be more obvious and intuitive. Li Yuan has already felt it.

For example, Fang Yunxiu has a very tight pussy. This time we met, she was still wearing the same clothes as last time, and they were starched and turned white...

It is important to have stable and long-term income, not just about pills

Question, he still needs to collect more weapons.

There are many good things in Shenbing Valley, and there are also many prefectural cities.

Li Yuan pushed his troops forward slowly, sorting out what he had gained yesterday in his mind.

There is no doubt about Han Chuijun's martial arts attainments, and the secret books he personally copied naturally contain his experience of martial arts.

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Comparing himself, Li Yuan summarized.

Li Yuan knew how to make choices and was not arrogant, but with the weapon in hand, as long as he had enough weapons and basic plans, he did not need to practice various martial arts as hard as Lao Han for decades.

After finishing a set of military postures, Li Yuan felt slightly calm. Footsteps were heard outside the courtyard, and Liu Zheng had already hurried back.

Slowly stopping, Li Yuan fetched a basin of water, scrubbed himself, changed his clothes, and then went out.

The city is prosperous and there are all kinds of shops. After Li Yuan went out, he first went to a silk and satin shop and found a tailor to tailor his clothes.

Although he doesn't care about the true inheritance ceremony, if the time comes to wear coarse linen clothes, it really won't make sense.

After that, he wandered along the street again, looking for weapons that could be purchased. He was now very discerning. He would no longer buy weapons below the second level without special blessing effects.

As for second-level or third-level weapons, he encountered many along the way, but after weighing them, he only bought a few with the blessing of talent.

Liu Zheng felt a little sore. This was after he bargained for it. The stall owner's first offer was eighty taels.

Li Yuan readily paid the money and prepared to spread the forged weapons to Fucheng. Naturally, he would not dislike the expensive weapons.

After walking around a few streets, he came across a few third-level weapons, but Li Yuan felt that the price was not worth it, so he had no choice but to give up.

When it was getting dark, he took Liu Zheng to the Baihua Pavilion for a banquet.

He was also a little curious about the oiran, mainly because the Hundred Flowers List was so fascinating that he wanted to see it.

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After returning home in a sedan, Zhao Yunsheng went straight to the backyard, but this time he failed to enter the hospital and was stopped by an old man.

Zhao Yunsheng was quite polite.

The housekeeper in front of him had served his grandfather for more than fifty years and was an absolute confidant. He did not dare to offend him.

Butler Liu nodded slightly, turned and walked into the backyard.

In the backyard, the scent of incense and candles was still lingering. Butler Liu bowed slightly in front of the door and waited for a response before pushing the door open and entering.

In the study room, green smoke filled the air. The old man in a black coat sat down on the futon, facing a lifelike bronze statue that was as tall as a person.

The head of the Zhao family slowly opened his eyes, and the expression on his facial features was the same as that of the statue opposite him.

Butler Liu bowed and bowed very respectfully, but seemed a little afraid to look directly at the old man in the green smoke.

"The best dragon-shaped root bone, this good seedling has settled with Han Chuijun."

It's a waste. It would be great if we could win him over. "

The head of the Zhao family lit incense candles and worshiped the statue.

Butler Liu felt his heart go cold, but he still responded:

When the head of the Zhao family spoke, he inhaled gently, and the green smoke all over the room swam like small snakes and was sucked into his mouth and nose.

In an instant, the wrinkles on the old man's face quickly smoothed out, and his slightly sallow complexion became rosy, as if he was more than ten years younger.

Hearing these words, Butler Liu lowered his head a little lower:

The head of the Zhao family relaxed his muscles and bones, feeling comfortable and wanting to moan:

Butler Liu looked slightly nervous:

The head of the Zhao family looked calm:

After saying that, he turned around:

Butler Liu bowed and stepped back.

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All industries in Zhelong Mansion are prosperous, and the Valley of Divine Soldiers is standing on the side. Even the six major families dare not expand wantonly. Naturally, there are gangs, large and small, and families arise accordingly.

The Zhou family is one of them.

Several generations of the Zhou family have had clansmen who have worshiped in the Valley of Divine Weapons. With such a way, they can do small-scale ore and iron trading, but this generation has no clansmen who can worship in the inner gate. Without support, the business is a bit unstable.

During the banquet, the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves, and Li Yuan also learned a lot about the Zhou family's ins and outs.

Liu Zheng still had some recollections of the singing and dancing in the pavilion, but he also had a general understanding of the Zhou family's situation:

The title of true disciple is so useful!

Liu Zheng was envious and filled with emotion. Throughout the banquet, the Zhou family kept their posture very low, but the power of the Zhou family was far from comparable to his.

The Zhou family owns mines, three large mines, one of which also contains precious iron materials. If it were not for this generation of unpromising disciples, they would not cling to outsiders.

Li Yuan did not make a decision in a hurry.

With the reputation and status of a true disciple, he has a lot of room for choice. The Zhou family's conditions are not bad, but he still understands the principle of shopping around.

It only took about a few banquets, but he still had time.

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Drive Liu Zheng out of his yard.

It was already dark, so Li Yuan naturally had no intention of leaving the city and going back to the mountains. He washed his face with cold water and began to take pills and stand in the stance.

Li Yuan raised the hammer and stood at the stake, closing his eyes slightly, he could clearly feel the flow of inner energy in his body.

He changed his root bones several times, and naturally developed many different powers. These powers are scattered throughout the body, moving with the blood and nourishing the body.

The Nine Forms raise the limit, and the internal energy speeds up the progress of body tempering.

Suddenly, the little mouse made a sharp cry.

Li Yuan instantly stopped his momentum, swinging his hammer in front of him, and looked towards the roof:

As his voice drifted away, Sha Pingying turned over to the yard and looked at the little mouse digging at the ground in the corner. He couldn't help but marvel:

Li Yuan's face turned slightly dark and he pointed at the courtyard door:

Shaping didn't even blink:

Li Yuan was a little suspicious.

Seeing him like this, Sha Pingying immediately felt aggrieved, but he really had no tokens to take out, so he had no choice but to say:

Li Yuan asked.

Sha Pingying waved the steel rod in his hand, his smile a little bit catchy: