"Lingzhi passed down from the Western Zhou Dynasty?"
Ning Chen was stunned for a moment, "It's real or fake, it can't be from last week."
"Last week..."
Wen Yue couldn't laugh or cry, "Mr. Ning, don't worry, I can guarantee that when I was young, my grandfather told me that this is an heirloom of our Wen family."
"That's not many generations. Forget it, take me to see it."
Ning Chen didn't have much hope.
Then, he followed Wen Yue to the cellar in the backyard of Jiuxi Manor.
The cellar has several levels and is brightly lit all year round.
Walking down the stairs, Ning Chen found many glass safes embedded in the cellar walls, which contained antiques.
Ning Chen had seen these antiques in the manor hall.
Needless to say, the ones in the cellar are the real ones, and the ones displayed in the hall are all fakes to prevent thieves from stealing them.
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Soon, Wen Yue took Ning Chen to a warehouse.
There are many small drawers on the walls of the warehouse.
Wen Yue moved the ladder and personally took out a brocade box from a drawer on the top floor.
"Mr. Ning, this is the heirloom of our Wen family."
He took it casually and opened it. A piece of Ganoderma lucidum, which was blood red and shaped like a brain, was lying in the yellow satin, exuding an ancient and strange fragrance.
Ning Chen's eyes instantly flashed with surprise.
"Is this...thousand-year-old Fengnaozhi?"
"Plop!"
"Plop!"
Ning Chen's heart began to beat quietly.
In the six months since he returned to Earth, he has never been so excited!
Because this piece of Ganoderma lucidum called "Feng Naozhi" helped his injury!
"Mr. Ning, our ancestor of the Wen family was a doctor. This strange piece of Ganoderma was accidentally obtained by our ancestor in the mountains. Over the years, I have read through medical books and consulted many people, but I still don't know what kind of Ganoderma it is."
Wen Yue said beside him.
"This is Fengnaozhi."
Although Ning Chen was extremely surprised, he disguised it well and kept a calm expression. "It is difficult to find this kind of medicinal material in the world. Where did your ancestor find it?"
"My grandfather never told me this."
Wen Yue replied: "If Mr. Ning needs it, I can look up the family history."
"Okay, then go ahead."
Ning Chen closed the lid of the brocade box.
Wen Yue smiled bitterly, thinking that Ning Chen was just asking casually.
The annals of the Wen family's past dynasties were so vast that he didn't know when he would have to read them.
But since his benefactor was in need, he naturally obliged.
"There will be elixirs in the future, please remember to contact me."
When leaving, Ning Chen asked: "As long as you can find someone of Feng Naozhi's level, I can grant your Wen family's wish."
"Fulfill your wish?" Wen Yue was stunned.
Ning Chen's current tone was like the mythical Aladdin's magic lamp, as if all his wishes could really come true.
In fact, it's almost the same.
To a mortal, what is the difference between a monk in the Nascent Soul stage and a god?
"Okay, Mr. Ning, I will use all the resources of the Wen family to search for the elixir you need."
Wen Yue nodded in agreement, and then asked, "What do you think about the Gu worm in Hua'er's body?"
"Gu bugs generally don't burrow into the human body on their own. They are probably planted by enemies."
Ning Chen held the brocade box and said, "Think about all the people your Wen family has provoked."
"The enemy..."
There was both anger and confusion in Wen Yue's eyes.
"My Wen family has always valued peace in the business world and rarely conflicts with others."
"Who on earth is this person, so vicious!"
Ning Chen shrugged.
There was nothing he could do about it.
Later, Wen Yue sent a car to take him back, and said that after Wen Hua recovered his health, his family would come to thank him.
Ning Chen didn't care about this.
After returning home, he first stuffed the brocade box containing Feng Naozhi under the bed.
After thinking about it, I felt unsafe again.
So, he dug a twenty-meter deep pit in the yard and buried the brocade box in it. The black dragon stared at it blankly, wondering what the owner was doing.
After the burial, he sat on the swing and thought about life.
"The earth's spiritual energy is so poor. Logically speaking, it is impossible to breed a magical medicine like Feng Naozhi."
"Could it be that...the ancient earth was full of spiritual energy?"
Ning Chen thought of a possibility.
There are many incredible legends recorded in the history of China.
Peng Zu lived for more than 800 years.
Zhang Sanfeng transformed into an immortal.
Xiang Yu has the power to reach his head, which means he can grab his hair and lift himself up.
Zhang Fei roared loudly at Changbanpo, frightening Cao General Xia Houjie to death.
These may seem ridiculous today, but if ancient times were really full of spiritual energy, these legends might not have been impossible to give birth to.
"Even so, to refine the 'God Replenishing Pill', we still need seven kinds of elixirs. I don't know when we can get them all..." Ning Chen said with emotion.
In the evening, Xu Shuyan and Jiang Tang came back and found nothing strange in the yard.
Because of what happened last time, Xu Shuyan still ignored Ning Chen.
Ning Chen was also happy to have some free time and went to class as usual the next day.
Walking into the classroom, Ye Gulou came up with a bag of steamed dumplings and smiled, "Teacher..."
"If you call me master again, I'll beat you until you can't take care of yourself. Do you believe it?" Ning Chen threatened.
"Uh, boss...boss, have you had breakfast? I bought the crabmeal dumplings specially for you." Ye Gulou handed over the plastic bag with a little fear.
Although Ning Chen had eaten in the cafeteria, he didn't mind having another meal.
He reached out and took it, sat in the back seat and started eating.
Ye Gulou breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he was one step closer to becoming a disciple.
"Wanwan, have you heard that Guan Xiaoman's father is in jail!"
Jiang Ying said in surprise from the front seat.
"What?"
Su Wanwan was stunned in her seat.
Isn't Guan Xiaoman's father a very successful businessman? He even funded the construction of the school's new gymnasium. Why is he suddenly in jail?
"Really, look, it's all spread on the forum!"
Jiang Ying handed the phone to Su Wanwan.
Su Wanwan took a look and found that there were indeed many people discussing Guan Xiaoman's father "Guan Weimin" on Qingdao University's campus forum.
There was even a verdict that someone dug out. It clearly stated: Guan Weimin attempted intentional homicide and was sentenced to nine years in prison!
"What the hell, intentional murder? Bullshit."
"Father and daughter are both ruthless characters."
"No wonder Guan Xiaoman is so vicious. He framed our medical department beauty over and over again. It turns out he has a murderer father!"
"Trash father and daughter, go to hell quickly (a vomiting emoji)"
The reviews were overwhelmingly positive.
Although Su Wanwan felt bad in her heart, she still felt that something was not right, so she turned to look at Ning Chen.
Ning Chen sat together with Fang Xiaopang, Zhang Dachun, and the new transfer student Ye Gulou, chatting.
"This matter has nothing to do with him..." Su Wanwan frowned.
"Hey, I'm a little scared when I think about having to attend classes in a gymnasium funded by a murderer." Jiang Ying put her phone away and shuddered.
