The road to immortality started from a blind man in a pharmacy

Chapter 77 77. Mrs. Zhushan, guest token (please subscribe)

That night, Song Cheng was left directly at the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall and sat at the same table with the "Iron-Armed Cang Bear" Hong Juguang.

Have a meal.

Song Cheng came at the right time.

In order to recruit warriors, Shanhe Martial Arts Hall and Baituo Village have opened up their own quotas and promised generous rewards. So, will Shanhe Martial Arts Academy entrust him with such an important task for a martial artist who comes to visit in person?

Normally, this would be impossible.

But now, this is not normal.

This was the time Song Cheng chose to enter after observing the West City Gate and finding that he could not bypass the government.

The dishes are all served, and they are not luxurious.

Even to a certain extent, it is better than Anjia, who was "frugal and frugal" during this period.

This is not because Shanhe Martial Arts School is stingy, but that every power is actually tightening their belts to get by.

In war, money is like running water.

One more day will cost you no idea how much more it will cost.

"When you are besieging a city, you don't drink alcohol and use tea instead of wine." Hong Juguang had a good impression of this blind young man.

Why?

First, this kid is very measured. He called all the way and did not damage the reputation of the martial arts school at all. On the contrary, there are still people outside saying things like "Blind Song doesn't know what's good and what's good, and he doesn't know what he can do." However, he had already given the order, saying, "Uncle An is a friend of the Hanping Mansion Martial Arts School. No one is allowed to spread such words anymore."

Second, the city is now empty, and Baituo Village and his boss have all gone off to fight. Now that there is suddenly such a master, Hong Juguang must be happy and must keep him. This is just as Song Cheng expected.

As for Linger, she ran home to report the situation. After all, my uncle said he was going for a walk, but he ended up taking such a walk. She had to explain it clearly, so that the eldest lady would not be confused about the situation and worry about it.

Song Cheng held up the tea, touched it with the rough man opposite, and said: "The young man was originally confused, but suddenly he realized something, so he went to fight with the masters from various schools.

Thanks to the guidance of my masters, when I came to Foreign Affairs Minister Hong, I figured out some things that I had never figured out before. "

Hong Juguang said: "You have been fighting for a day, come to my place."

Although Iron Arm Cangxiong knew it, he still felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Song Cheng smiled and said: "When you have reached the perfection state, how can you care about such external consumption? I have been warming up for a day, and when I arrived at Brother Hong's place, I was in perfect condition."

Hong Juguang waved his hand and said, "Yes, I still care about the consumption."

After saying that, he asked suspiciously: "Brother Song, where did you learn this Xingjing technique?"

Song Cheng said directly: "It has always been in my memory. After I opened my mind, I started practicing. I just kept practicing and that's it."

As he said that, he stood up directly, took a stance, and practiced the "White Snake Form" formed by the "White Snake Strength".

Now, he controls five forms and has four more to master.

Now I just took out a shape.

However, this already shocked Hong Juguang.

Damn it, why are you still practicing?

He glanced twice, then hurriedly coughed and said, "Brother Song, your skills must be hidden and not spread to others."

Song Cheng ignored him and directly finished practicing his self-created "White Snake Form", and then said: "I don't know where this technique comes from. Brother Hong is well-informed, can you recognize it?"

Seeing how generous and sincere he was, Hong Juguang was filled with emotion in his heart. He sighed repeatedly and said, "Brother Song is so honest." His favorability level increased again, reaching the level of 90.

Good first impression.

Have fun eating.

And treat each other so sincerely.

Can I not like it?

At this time, he had already made up his mind and thought that this young man was left behind by a certain powerful force. He had lost some memories but still remembered the skills. It was not easy to practice from this point on.

He took a sip of tea, frowned and thought for a while, "Brother Song, your method is very light."

Song Cheng said frankly: "It's a snake."

Hong Juguang nodded and said: "There are snakes in the rivers and lakes, and the only powerful force around here is the Baituozhuang family. If Brother Song doesn't wait until the old poison comes back, I'll ask my parents to introduce him to him."

"Old poison?" Song Cheng was stunned for a moment.

Hong Juguang said: "It's Ouyang Sha, the owner of White Camel Manor. They raise devil snakes, which are naturally poisonous."

Song Chengdao: "Thank you so much, Brother Hong."

The two ate for a while.

Hong Juguang suddenly said: "To be honest with Brother Song, our city is actually empty of defenses now. There are thirteen passes running deep to the south of the city. Seven of them are connected to the mountain road and three of them are close to the river. It is not convenient for barbarians to control the magic beasts. However, there are still three passes that are indeed It was literally facing the plains and could be attacked at any time.

You see me here, but in fact I am on standby at any time. Wherever there is a fight, I have to go and support it.

Fucheng is actually fine, but the county outside is in terrible condition. Our elders and the two people from Baituo Village have all gone out, and now they are fighting outside. "

Song Cheng was exposed to the situation.

This is also his purpose.

He was unwilling to accept the situation of waiting for death in An's house with his eyes darkened. Therefore, after his strength further improved, his exposed strength also increased, and he joined the defense team to control the internal and external situations at any time.

He thought for a while and asked: "Brother Hong, where is Zhushan Temple?"

Hong Juguang said: "Their situation is a bit special, different from us and Baituo Village. However, they can also defend the city, but they are guarding the ten passes that will not be attacked by barbarians. Previously, our elders had invited They went out together and were rejected."

Song Chengqi asked: "Why?"

Hong Juguang said: "Mrs. Zhushan's partner was killed, and she herself was injured and is recovering, but she should be recovering soon in the past few days.

Oh, Brother Song, you don’t know.

I'm talking to you.

This Mrs. Zhushan is the master of Zhushan Temple.

Their line is not about martial arts but soul training.

They are very good at creating illusions, but they have no means of attack themselves, so they use drugs to forcefully create some medicine men to cooperate with them in fighting the enemy.

These medicine people were detonated by the drugs and had their potential, and forcibly broke through to the level of form. But they themselves were not good enough, their potential was exhausted, and their tempers were very weird and irritable.

Now, that's the group of people on the first floor of Qianzhen Pavilion.

If you have been there, you will know that they are all evil. "

Song Cheng remembered that the boss of the gambling shop wanted 100 taels of Ling'er for five nights. Although he was a poor man, he still wanted 300 taels of gambling soldiers. He couldn't help coughing twice.

Hong Juguang understood it at a glance and said with a smile: "Oh, right? It seems that my brother has been there, do you understand?"

"Understood." Song Cheng also laughed.

The two clinked glasses.

Song Chengdao: "Qianzhen Pavilion sells some pills to improve your cultivation. Is there something wrong with those pills?"

Hong Juguang waved his hand and said: "That's not true.

Blood Dew Pills are for warriors in the Jin state;

Yan Gang Dan, and us shape realm warriors, are all very effective auxiliary resources.

Our martial arts school is still their long-term customer.

The medicine maker is another potion. That potion is in the hands of Mrs. Zhushan and is not sold to the outside world. "

Song Cheng nodded.

It can be seen that if this Jin realm warrior, or even the form realm warrior, wants to practice normally, he needs quite a lot of resources.

He didn't know much about any of this, after all, he had never eaten a bite.

At this time, he thought for a while and asked: "Brother Hong, you said that Mrs. Zhushan's medicine man died, why not just replace him?"

Hong Juguang looked at him deeply and said, "That's the problem."

The air suddenly became quiet.

Hong Juguang said: "Mrs. Zhushan's illusionary cultivation is profound and special.

Once it is used, everyone will be involved regardless of friend or foe. Except...the blind man.

A blind medicine man who can be forcibly injected with medicine to elevate himself to the physical state must also be a master of the powerful state.

Where to find this? "

After that, the air became quieter.

Song Cheng suddenly understood something.

He suddenly understood why the Qianzhen Pavilion clerk named "Hua Wen" had a crush on him.

Thinking of this, he didn't hide it and told the matter directly.

Hong Juguang thought for a while and said with a smile: "Zhushan Guansuan is a decent person. He doesn't force people to make medicines. The clerk may have scouted you and waited to report to Mrs. Zhushan before discussing with you."

However, they probably never expected that Brother Song, you are actually a form master. This is interesting. "

Song Chengdao: "Brother Hong, please give me some advice."

Hong Juguang said: "Mrs. Zhushan has always used medicine people, because medicine people are completely controlled by her. I'm afraid she has never seen Brother Song like this, nor has she ever thought about it."

The two chatted while drinking tea.

One is eager to "open his eyes" and see what's going on around him.

One is to finally wait for a master to help defend the city.

In addition, we had done one before, and they all had a great time chatting with each other.

During this period, Hong Juguang went out in the name of Xiao Jie, but in fact he came to listen to his disciple's report about Song Cheng's situation.

Now is a special period, and Song Cheng is very powerful. He wants to go through the emergency process and appoint a martial arts head to Song Cheng. In this way, let this young man participate in the entire city defense system.

But before being appointed, he must find out all the information about Song Cheng.

Shanhe Martial Arts School was extremely powerful, and while eating and drinking tea, the disciples from outside had already sent over all the news about Song Cheng.

Hong Juguang looked at it and breathed a sigh of relief, but he was also secretly shocked.

This is real genius

Later, he returned and chatted with Song Cheng until nearly three o'clock in the morning.

The watchman strikes the clock, and the night falls silent.

Suddenly, a disciple from the Shanhe Martial Arts School came to report, saying, "Mrs. Song is here."

The disciples are not stupid either, they understand Hong Juguang’s character. Therefore, after seeing Hong Juguang's actions and arrangements, he basically understood that in the evening discussion, the foreign affairs envoy actually lost to the Song family uncle.

Now the two of them were talking so happily that "an ordinary president of a chamber of commerce" and "a woman who could actually be manipulated by them, but who might have to fawn over them when they met" suddenly became "Mrs. Song".

Hong Juguang personally sent Song Cheng to the door. After thinking for a while, he solemnly took out a green wood token engraved with the words "山河" from his arms, handed it over in public and said: "Brother Song, this is our Shanhe Martial Arts School." The guest order.

With this token, as long as you don't leave the city, you can go anywhere, ask and listen to anything, even if you go to the government office to ask or mobilize some troops, they will cooperate.

Let me put it more bluntly, brother, no matter where you go in this city, as long as you slap this token on the table, no one will dare not give you face. "

This token is what Song Cheng wants.

Song Cheng took it with both hands and said with a smile: "Then Brother Hong and I are on standby at home. If there is a battle at any pass and Brother Hong needs me, just let someone come and notify me."

He needs to know when and where danger will break out, and he also needs experience.

And today's battle with Hong Juguang actually refreshed his "success rate of deducing yellow-level armor from "Xuanwu True Form"", from "2 in 10,000" to "4 in 10,000".

With a few more challenges from the masters of the Form Realm, this success rate will quickly double.

Seeing that he was so straightforward, Hong Juguang liked it in his heart, so he clasped his fists and said, "Then I'm welcome, brother, I have something to ask you."

Song Cheng also clasped his fists.

Hong Juguang laughed, then took a deep look at An Chenyu who was coming from afar wrapped in a platinum cloak, and said, "Madam Song, you found a good husband."

The carriage returned.

In the car, An Chenyu snuggled up to Song Cheng and said, "Is the situation so bad that you need to reveal your trump card?"

She remembered Song Cheng's strength and knew that he was in the Form Realm.

This is the biggest trump card of the An family, and it is also Song Cheng's own trump card.

But now.

She sighed softly.

When the trump card is revealed, there is no room for maneuver and no way out.

Song Cheng leaned close to her ear and whispered, "That was the trump card in the past."

An Chenyu: ? ? ?

"You"

She looked at her man in astonishment, only to find that this man was full of mystery, would always give you surprises, and would always make you feel safe.

"Don't be so tired." Song Cheng said.

Miss An fell on his shoulder, her long ink-like hair falling from his shoulders, and a sense of security emerged in her heart. She gently responded with "Yeah", and then said, "Xiao Song, do you want me to be a good Mrs. Song?"

Song Cheng said, "I like Sister An's original appearance, that kind of Sister An is the most beautiful."

Miss An said softly, "Thank you, Xiao Song.

When one day I am not busy, I will be your Mrs. Song obediently, wash your clothes and cook for you, raise a child for you, and then I will not care about anything every day, just waiting for you to come home."

She is different from Tong Niangzi and even Ying'er.

The pursuit of martial arts is endless.

But she doesn't pursue martial arts.

Song Cheng's sudden appearance made all those who "had ridiculed him before and said it was a pity that he married the wrong person" speechless. But just one night later, the next day, the An family's door was bustling with people.

Many people came to congratulate the An family's son-in-law on his breakthrough and congratulate him on becoming a guest of the martial arts hall.

Gifts were given one after another, as many as snowflakes.

The previous ridicules all disappeared, and the rest were compliments and good words.

Ruyi Chamber of Commerce was also very excited.

Song Cheng only showed his strength in one form, which was enough to solve many problems.

People's hearts were stable.

Information from all directions was communicated.

If there was a more dangerous disturbance, he, Blind Song, would know it first, and then go to the scene to judge the degree of danger.

He was responsible for support.

The pillars of the city were still carried by the three powerful forces. He was just an "ordinary form realm warrior". He only needed to take care of his own small family.

Of course, if someone really pressed him, he could only show his "unusual form realm warrior" side.

As long as the city was not broken, everything would be fine.

If the city was broken, there would only be one way left, escaping, and he could only protect a few people at most. Maybe there would be another accident, and he might lose a relative or friend forever, maybe Zhao Hua, maybe Ying'er, maybe Miss An, or even Tong Jia.

Song Cheng suddenly thought of Shanghe County.

There were still many people he knew there, and there were also people left by Ruyi Chamber of Commerce.

He still remembered the city gate and the city wall.

He had guarded on the city wall, and was surprised to see Tong Niangzi and Ying'er coming to deliver midnight snacks after the rain. He and An Chenyu leaned against the cold black brick wall to watch the stars, and looked at the gray mountains and forests outside the city through the holes in the battlements.

The memory was vivid, but I didn't know what it was like now.