Martial Arts Fusion: Starting from the Head of a Clan

Jiang Feng suddenly realized that the eight sects went to Hulong Villa.

Presumably Zhu Wuyi rejected the suggestions of the eight major factions, which shocked Shangguan Haitang.

Zhu Wuwu just had his loyalty and patriotism written on his face, but this time he meant something different.

Jiang Feng took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Miss Haitang thinks too much!"

"How do you say this?" Shangguan Haitang frowned.

Jiang Feng looked at her with stern eyes: "What is the true face of Lord Iron Dan? Does it matter?"

"There is no perfect person in the world. No matter what kind of person he is, can he still be sorry for you?"

"So what if he did that thing? In order to improve his cultivation and absorb the inner strength of others, but he didn't attack those close to him, there is nothing worthy of blame!"

Jiang Feng focuses on objectivity.

Honest young man, not hypocritical!

Shangguan Haitang was stunned and said with a wry smile: "Young Master Jiang's frankness surprised me. I thought you would say something else."

Jiang Feng smiled casually: "Do you think I will denounce the Tiedan Shenhou like others?"

He pointed at the quacks sitting in the teahouse: "Look at the many people here, how many of them are here with the intention of upholding justice?"

In the teahouse, they either came to avenge someone from their own sect.

Or just to watch the fun.

There are also some people who remain silent, quietly snoop for information, and fish in troubled waters.

None of the people who truly came for justice were seen.

How can there be so much justice in the world?

Shangguan Haitang's eyes were relieved: "Young Master Jiang's words made me suddenly enlightened. I suddenly realized that I know a good place. Mr. Jiang would like to have a drink with me!"

Jiang Feng nodded and said with a smile: "It's what I asked for!"

He left a piece of silver on the table.

Not long after, the two came to a tavern called Shilixiang. The signboard on the door eaves was quite old, cracked in the middle, and painted with a layer of tung oil.

"Mr. Zhang, do you still have the 20-year-old Shilixiang?"

The name of the wine is the name of the tavern. Shangguan Haitang greeted him directly after entering the door.

An old man with gray hair and a rough face walked out of the back room. His hands were as skinny as chicken feet.

"Miss Shangguan is here!"

The old man bowed his head and said, "Miss Shangguan came just in time. There is still ten-mile incense. I'm afraid I won't be able to drink it for a few more times!"

He coughed twice slightly and then said.

"What's going on?" Shangguan Haitang asked in a solemn voice, "Is someone looking for trouble?"

Mr. Zhang hurriedly waved his hand and explained: "Don't get me wrong, Miss Shangguan. I am getting old and have no descendants to pass on this craft. I plan to return to my hometown to retire after finishing this month!"

There was a hint of sadness in his words.

"That's good!"

Shangguan Haitang smiled smartly, "It's time for you, Mr. Zhang, to take care of yourself! I have to buy more while you are still here."

Mr. Zhang glanced at Shangguan Haitang, then at Jiang Feng aside, with a smile on his face, and said: "My store is about to close. When I opened the store, I prepared 20 jars of Nv'er Hong. It's been fifty years now. It’s time to open the altar!”

When he was young, he had a daughter, and his daughter's red gift was originally reserved for his daughter's marriage.

However, his daughter had been frail and sick since she was a child, and died before he became an adult.

Shangguan Haitang not only took care of the business, but also promised to protect the tavern. This prevented the gangsters from coming to cause trouble!

When Mr. Zhang saw the two talented men and beautiful women, he had the idea of ​​​​taking out his daughter Hong.

"This isn't appropriate!"

Shangguan Haitang knew that Old Man Zhang once had a daughter. The red daughter was obviously prepared for his daughter and it was difficult to buy it with money.

"That's it. The old man is alone, how can he take his daughter Hong to the earth!"

Old man Zhang walked into the yard behind, took out a hoe, and started digging at the willow tree in the center of the yard.

Jiang Feng stepped forward and offered his hand.

After a while, wine jars wrapped in soil and covered with red cloth were dug out.

Old man Zhang opened one of the wine jars, and an extremely strong aroma of wine came out.

Then he covered it with a red cloth, nodded and said: "It's not bad. It can be drunk only after being blended with 50 years of aging wine. It goes well with Shilixiang. You can all take it away. When drinking, just mix it one to one! "

Shangguan Haitang took out a few banknotes, and old man Zhang waved his hands and declined: "At my age, why do I need so much money? Shangguan girl, keep it for yourself!"

"this!"

Shangguan Haitang's hand paused in the air.

Jiang Feng took out a bottle of Yuan-Building Pill from the storage ring and put the bottle directly into Mr. Zhang's hand: "This is the Yuan-Building Pill. Take one pill a year, Mr. Zhang, and I guarantee you will live to be 100 years old!"

"this?"

Old man Zhang was very surprised. If he lived to be 100 years old, wouldn't that be an elixir?

Shangguan Haitang's eyes moved and he said to Old Man Zhang: "The Yuan-Building Pill that Mr. Jiang took out can replenish the lost vitality. It is suitable for elderly people who have not practiced spiritual practice. Mr. Zhang, please accept it!"

The value of a bottle of Buyuan Dan exceeds dozens of jars of Nuerhong.

Giving old man Zhang too much money actually harmed him.

The elixir is inconspicuous and suits him best.

Old man Zhang quickly refused: "How could this young man take this fairy medicine if he is so virtuous?"

"There is no reason to take back what I gave you."

Jiang Feng waved his hand and warned: "Remember not to tell others, lest others covet you!"

After taking the Buyuan Dan, you will not get sick or suffer any disaster, and you will live to the end of your life. To ordinary people, it is a treasure.

If the news leaks out, Old Man Zhang will definitely not be able to keep it.

"Thank you both very much, I'm so ashamed of myself!"

When Old Man Zhang saw Shangguan Haitang nodding, he put the elixir close to his body, tightened his clothes tightly, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'll take you two to get the Ten Mile Incense!"

Jiang Feng put his daughter Hong into the storage ring, took dozens of jars of ten-mile incense, secretly kept a hundred taels of silver, and the two of them headed out of the city...

In the barren mountains and wilderness, with strange ridges of withered pines, the two of them came to a mountain range that was not very conspicuous.

The accumulated snow blocked the way up the mountain.

Mr. Jiang, follow me!

Shangguan Haitang smiled mysteriously and took the lead in lifting up, leaving no trace on the snow, walking on the rough and barren mountains as if on flat ground.

Jiang Feng raised his heels.

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It was the end of winter, and the whistling cold wind was blowing from all sides, making this barren mountain even more lonely.

The closer you get to the top of the mountain, the more the temperature rises.

Until you reach the top of the mountain.

When you look into it, your vision suddenly becomes clear.

But I saw soft silk snow falling on a vast flat lake.

The steaming heat in the lake meets the fine snow falling from the sky.

The lake is surrounded by colorful flowers, which are moistened by water vapor and bloom beautifully. The flowering period is extremely long, and you can still smell the fragrance of the flowers in this cold winter. Before the flowers fade, the winter plum blossoms bloom, and the flowers of the four seasons compete for beauty.

"How's it going? Pretty, isn't it?"

Shangguan Haitang's face was full of relief.

"I didn't expect that Yanjing still has such a paradise."

Jiang Feng praised.

"This mountain is called Fengshan. According to legend, the phoenix fell here and formed a hot spring on the top of the mountain. It is like spring all year round. In the past, when I was in a bad mood, I would come here to drink alone!"

Along the lakeside, the two came to a small wooden house.

The simple room in the wooden house is made of locally sourced pine wood.

It is extremely simple, but it is very warmly decorated.

A bed was placed in the center, and the quilts and furniture inside didn't look old at all. It was obvious that someone had come to take care of it frequently.

Outside the wooden house, stone tables and chairs are close to the lake, with a panoramic view of the lake.

"I built this wooden house, but it's a bit crude!"

Shangguan Haitang smiled like a child.

Jiang Feng spoke loudly: "The mountain is not high, if there is an immortal, it will be famous. If the water is not deep, there will be a dragon. This is a shabby house, but I am so kind...how can it be so shabby?"

Shangguan Haitang's eyes were filled with surprise: "Master Jiang speaks well, what a talent!" []

Jiang Feng laughed, can I say this is copied?

He took out the fine wine, took out a large empty wine jar, mixed and poured different wines in a one to one ratio, and the rich aroma instantly permeated the space.

"Miss Haitang, please!"

"Mr. Jiang, please!"

Jiang Feng picked up the wine glass, and a charming fragrance exuded from the glass. The wine was mellow, delicate and soft in the mouth, with a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth, and a strong sense of layering.

He praised: "Good wine!"

You two have a drink, and I have a drink. Under the beautiful scenery of Fengshan Mountain, everyone is already tipsy.

They had a great time drinking, and the two of them made a tacit understanding not to use their zhenqi to refine the alcohol.