The Strongest Qi Refiner

Wancaomen is located in the suburbs of Dongdu.

This place, perfectly cut with the prosperity of the Eastern Capital, is in stark contrast.

In front of the door of Wancaomen, the whole piece is full of primitive green vegetation. Only after passing through this green can we really come to the door of Wancaomen.

Wancaomen is located in a large valley, surrounded by mountains, and there are many ancient buildings.

It is said that precious medicinal herbs can be seen everywhere in Wancaomen, most of them are artificially planted, and a few are naturally grown.

A large part of China's medicinal herb market is supported by the output of Wancaomen.

"The environment of this sect is somewhat similar to that of the sect of our time." After getting off the car, Lin Batian looked up at the stone tablet with the words 'Wancaomen' engraved in front of him, and said.

"Indeed, there are very few sects like this now." Fang Yu said.

"Wancaomen covers an area of ​​about 15 square kilometers, and all kinds of precious medicinal herbs can be seen everywhere." Qin Lang introduced.

"When was this sect founded?" Lin Batian asked.

"Wancaomen has a very long history. It has been built for at least a thousand years." Qin Lang said.

"It's only a thousand years." Lin Batian said in surprise, "I thought it was at least two thousand years."

It was not the first time Fang Yu had heard of Wancaomen.

When he cultivated Xia Xiuzhi back then, he had considered sending Xia Xiuzhi to this sect that was rich in medicinal herbs.

But after that, Fang Yu felt that Xia Xiuzhi's talent was too strong, and entering the sect might actually slow down his progress. Therefore, Fang Yu gave Xia Xiu a copy of the Medicine King Sutra and let him learn it by himself.

In just 30 years, Xia Xiuzhi comprehended the Medicine King Sutra and grew into the most famous medicine god in China, saving countless lives.

Now, looking at the stone tablet of Wancaomen, Fang Yu thought of this stubborn and rigid pharmaceutical genius with a passionate heart.

In Fang Yu's memory, Xia Xiuzhi's image was still a little boy with a runny nose back then.

The time of more than seventy years is too fast for Fang Yu, and it is almost impossible to remember Xia Xiuzhi's old age.

"Xiao Xia has been gone for almost half a year." Fang Yu said with emotion.

Under the door of Wancaomen, there are many cars parked. Obviously, there are not a few people who come to participate in the alchemy conference today.

"Mr. Fang, Mr. Lin, let's go up." Qin Lang said.

Fang Yu nodded.

The three walked up the stairs, passed the stone tablet of Wancaomen, and walked into the range of Wancaomen.

Standing at the top of the stairs, you can see the whole picture of Wancaomen.

There are rolling green mountains on both sides, and the scenery in front is blocked by a layer of light white fog.

Bursts of fresh medicinal fragrance, rushing towards you.

It's a natural smell, you don't need to smell it.

It is not difficult to see from these medicinal fragrances that the Myriad Herbs Gate lives up to its reputation!

In this valley, the number of medicinal herbs growing is definitely not small.

"Mr. Fang, if you have any herbs you need, you can pick some of them back here. I have a picking certificate from Wancaomen," Qin Lang said.

"Well, let's take a look first." Fang Yu said.

Walking down a path, there is a square in front of you.

In the square, a large group of people lined up in several teams, waiting for the inspection ahead.

You must hold an invitation letter to enter the stone gate and participate in today's alchemy conference.

More than a dozen Ten Thousand Grass Sect disciples wearing uniform blue robes are in charge of checking the invitation letter.

Fang Yu and Lin Batian followed behind Qin Lang, and also at the back of the team.

There are at least a hundred people standing in the square. Considering that many people have already entered, and some people have not yet arrived, there will be no less than 500 people who come to the alchemy conference today.

In this group of people, except for a small number of mortals, most of them are warriors with cultivation, and the majority are above the master level.

The people present were all prominent figures, and they seldom participated in such things as queuing.

But now, everyone behaves well, and no one dares to go beyond the rules of Wancaomen.

The status of Wancaomen in the Eastern Capital is quite detached, even above the major martial arts families and sects.

This is not because of the strength of Wancaomen, but because they are the largest herbal supplier in Dongdu.

Medicinal herbs are a necessity for martial arts families and sects.

Offending Wancaomen is equivalent to cutting off the supply of herbs. If you go to other places to buy, you have to spend several times the price, and the loss is huge.

Therefore, no force wants to offend Wancaomen.

Lin Batian looked around, looking at everything with a curious expression on his face, like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world, without the appearance of an immortal.

"What are you looking at?" Fang Yu couldn't help asking.

"I want to see if there are any beautiful girls." Lin Batian smiled and said.

"Then did you see it?" Fang Yu asked.

"Not yet." Lin Batian shook his head in disappointment and criticized, "What's wrong with this era? Why are there so many less beautiful women? I just wanted to say it when you went out for a walk yesterday... eh? "

Before Lin Batian finished speaking, he suddenly looked in a direction behind, his eyes lit up.

"I take back what I said earlier, there are still beauties, but you just need to look for them carefully." Lin Batian stared straight at the back.

Seeing Lin Batian's appearance, Fang Yu frowned slightly and followed his line of sight.

I saw two girls walking towards the square together.

One of the girls was about twenty years old, with skin that was better than snow, and a pair of black eyes like stars adorned her delicate face.

She walked very lightly, and the green shirt on her body fluttered slightly.

With the scenery behind her, the girl is like a fairy walking out of the canvas, with a very outstanding temperament and eye-catching.

In addition to Lin Batian, the eyes of many men present also turned to this girl.

"This girl is so beautiful, looking at the clothes she wears, she seems to be a disciple of Wancaomen?" Someone exclaimed in a low voice.

"Don't you know her? This is the designated successor of Wancaomen, Yang Chuyu." said the person next to her.

"She is the legendary medicine fairy?" the man asked in surprise.

"No, Fairy Yao is her master." The person next to her replied.

"What do you think?" Lin Batian touched Fang Yu with his shoulder and asked with a smile.

Fang Yu did not speak.

Whether Lin Batian spoke or looked, he did not hide it, and was quite direct.

Yang Chuyu noticed Lin Batian's gaze, and a pair of willow leaves frowned slightly.

"Senior Sister Yang Yang, those two men are so incompetent, do you want me to help you go up and scold him!?" The junior sister on the side said with a resentful expression.

"No, forget it, Master is still waiting for us, let's go first." Yang Chuyu said softly.

Yang Chuyu took her junior sister and walked lightly towards the stone gate in front of her.

"Hello, fellow Daoist, can you stay here?"

Just as they passed Fang Yu's team, Lin Batian suddenly spoke up and stopped them.

Yang Chuyu stopped, turned around, and looked at Lin Batian.

"Hello, what's the matter with you?" Yang Chuyu asked politely.

"My friend thinks you are very kind and wants to get to know you, not only do you want to?" Lin Batian said, looking at Fang Yu on the side.

Yang Chuyu looked at Fang Yu and smiled: "You are all guests of Wancaomen, of course Chuyu would like to know each other."

The junior sister standing beside Yang Chuyu looked at Fang Yu with a bad look.

There are many people who secretly watch Senior Sister.

But these two guys are the ones who dare to speak up directly!

"My name is Lin Batian, his name is Fang Yu, I don't know your full name..." Lin Batian asked.

"My name is Yang Chuyu, and I'm a disciple of the Medicine Dao of Wancaomen." Yang Chuyu replied.

"Good name." Lin Batian nodded, "My friend..."

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Fang, I still have things to deal with at the moment, can I talk to you in my spare time..." Yang Chuyu said.

"Of course, you can do your work first, and we'll talk to you later." Lin Batian grinned.

Yang Chuyu bowed her head slightly, saluted, and then dragged her junior sister, who was blushing, and walked to the stone gate in front.

"Senior sister, why don't you let me scold them!" After walking for a while, the junior sister said angrily.

"Junior Sister Ke'er, your charming personality needs to be changed. These two guests didn't do anything out of the ordinary, why do you want to scold them?" Yang Chuyu looked at Ke'er and said with a frown.