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His salary was not much, not much, and he really couldn't afford to pay for the damage to streets and buildings.

Shen Yian put down the tea cup, and his gentle eyes suddenly became sharp: "Lou Ze, there will be more bloodshed tonight, please watch and deal with it."

Lou Ze understood what he meant and lowered his head and said, "Your Highness, please rest assured, I will arrange everything."

Lord Baihu has already explained that His Royal Highness the King of Chu is a vengeful master, and today's matter will definitely not end without an outcome. What he needs to do is very simple, help the other party clean up the scene.

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

Shen Yi'an stood up and took out a remaining Flame Spirit Flower from his sleeve: "The technique you practice is related to the power of coldness, and you have practiced it to a certain level. This Flame Spirit Flower should be able to help you expel the remaining toxins in your body. chill."

Lou Ze's pupils shrank slightly and he lowered his head even lower, almost burying it in his chest: "This is too precious, please take it back, Your Highness."

Shen Yi'an wrapped the Flame Spirit Flower with a ray of true energy and pushed it to Lou Ze, and said calmly: "It's useless for me to keep it. If you don't want it, I will have to destroy it."

"Your Highness, I..." Lou Ze stared at the Flame Spirit Flower in front of him and clenched his fists.

"Take it, Bai Hu won't know. I will never be stingy with those who help me."

Shen Yi'an dispersed the ray of true energy, and the flame spirit flower fell from the air, and Lou Ze subconsciously reached out to catch it.

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Lou Ze took a breath and said respectfully.

"Ah."

Shen Yi'an responded lightly, turned around and stretched out his hand to Ye Liyan and said softly: "Let's go, let's not disturb other people's work."

"Yeah." Ye Liyan stood up obediently and took Shen Yi'an's arm.

After eating a mouthful of dog food, Lou Ze saluted their backs and said, "Your Highness, Princess, please walk slowly."

After leaving Wuwei Si, after walking a few steps, I turned around and saw the old man sitting in the alley.

Realizing the gaze, the old man turned his head to look at the two of them in surprise.

"Ye...Ye Shaoxia came out so soon? Are you injured?"

Since Shen Yi'an defeated Murong Lianshan, the old man's title has been changed, and even his tone has become somewhat respectful.

Shen Yian looked around and chuckled: "The injury has been stabilized. I have some connections in the Wuwei Department, so I paid some money and let us out."

"This is not the place to talk. Let's talk somewhere else."

"Okay!" The old man did not refuse.

The three of them came to a small courtyard. The old man didn't like the noisy environment of the inn, so he rented a small courtyard by himself when he came to Qinglan City.

On the way, Shen Yian and Ye Liyan also learned the old man's identity and name.

Taixiao called Master Lei Fengzhen, a casual cultivator.

When he heard the name, Shen Yi'an was stunned for a moment, but he quickly returned to his normal expression. He had heard many similar names in the world, each one louder than the last. Feng Zhen's was not bad, after all, he was really famous. strength.

Unlike some guys who are new to the world, they haven't mastered Kung Fu yet, but the names they give themselves are awesome. They also like to name themselves before fighting. If nothing else, they can really bluff people.

Feng Zhen couldn't help but asked again: "Young Master Ye, can you really repair my meridians?"

"Of course." Shen Yian nodded: "Let's start now."

He didn't want to waste too much time. It was already noon. After helping the other party repair his meridians, he led Ye Liyan to find a place to have lunch.

"Should we start now?" Feng Zhen was a little worried that something would go wrong if Shen Yian repaired his meridians even though he was injured.

"Don't worry, Mr. Feng, the repair process will be quick and there will be no accidents." Shen Yian saw Feng Zhen's worry and said.

"That...okay then."

Feng Zhen took a deep breath and decided to give it a try.

Ye Liyan was left alone in the courtyard, while Shen Yian and Feng Zhen entered the house.

In the room, Feng Zhen took the Xiao Huan Dan and began to circulate his whole body's Qi. Standing aside, all Shen Yian had to do was very simple, which was to help the other party absorb the power of the Xiao Huan Dan.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Feng Zhen suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes and spit out a mouthful of black dirty blood. The black blood made a "crackling" sound when it fell on the ground. If you look closely, you will find several blue arcs flashing.

Due to the absorption of the medicine, Feng Zhen's skinny body turned red and hot, like a cooked crayfish. When he spit out this mouthful of black blood, his whole body felt an indescribable sense of relaxation, and he looked ten years younger.

Shen Yian asked aloud: "How do you feel, Mr. Feng?"

"Comfortable! Hahahaha! I haven't felt like this for a long time!"

Feng Zhen couldn't help laughing.

"Thank you, Young Master Ye!" Feng Zhen didn't waste any words. He immediately took out his small tripod from the bag and gave it to Shen Yi'an. He was very reluctant to give it up, but he agreed to it. Besides, he had already seen Shen Yi'an's connections. Don't dare to offend.

Taking the small tripod, Shen Yian felt the power of wind and thunder contained in it very clearly. He was certain that this small tripod was by no means a contemporary thing, and it was a treasure passed down from an unknown era.

Seeing Shen Yian's thoughtful look, Feng Zhen briefly explained the origin of the small tripod. It was the Fengling tripod, which he got at an antique stall when he was young.

Is Shen Yianxin convinced? He didn't believe it.

Just when he helped Feng Zhen absorb the power of the medicine, he felt that there was a force in the other party's body that had the same origin as the small tripod.

This shows that the other party had the same experience as Shan Yue. He accidentally broke into the cave or tomb left by his ancestors and obtained the skills and treasures of his ancestors.

"Mr. Feng, there is something I don't know whether to say or not."

"Young Master Ye, please give me your orders. If Feng can help, I won't hesitate!" Feng Zhen, who had repaired his meridians, said particularly generously.

Shen Yi'an held the small cauldron, looked into Feng Zhen's eyes and said seriously: "Mr. Feng, for twenty thousand taels of silver, can you sell me a copy of the skills you practice?"

Feng Zhen's brows furrowed for a moment, and there was a bit of wind and thunder in his breath, as if he was angry.

Shen Yi'an sighed in his heart, he was still too anxious. What he was doing now was no different from Liu Shangyi and others, except that he was rich and spent money to buy others the foundation to make a living in the world.

These skills left by ancestors are almost all unique, and once mastered, they will definitely grow into a master. It's not that he wanted to practice it, but bought it for Fu Sheng.

Fu Sheng's practice has reached a bottleneck period. He thought that this technique would be suitable for him, and if he could observe and practice it, he might be able to gain some insights and make a breakthrough. Things that could be solved with money were nothing.

After a long time, Feng Zhen sighed deeply and said: "Young Master Ye helped me repair my meridians today. It is a kindness to me for rebuilding. May I ask what Young Master Ye is doing by buying my skills?"

Shen Yi'an is a swordsman, and what he has learned is martial arts. The two are completely unrelated. Could it be that the other party is a peerless genius who practices both swordsmanship and martial arts? !

"Help a friend ask for something."

"Ye Shaoxia's friend?"

"Yes, my friend has encountered a bottleneck in his practice, so I want to use Mr. Feng Lao's skills to help him achieve breakthroughs." Shen Yi'an replied truthfully.

"I see."

Feng Zhen nodded.

Just when Shen Yi'an was about to give up, Feng Zhen coughed and stretched out three fingers and asked carefully: "Young Master Ye, can it be more expensive, thirty thousand taels, okay?"

Shen Yian: "?"

"If that one is too expensive, twenty-five thousand taels is fine!" Feng Zhen added quickly.

Shen Yian: "?"