After walking out of the mountain gate, Song Pingcun and Liu Yiyi really breathed a sigh of relief. Even after thinking about it, they couldn't understand why the Shennong Sect actually wanted to exchange the "three-leaf token" for such a simple thing!
Liu Yiyi had never refined elixirs in the God Realm. Huahua and Mumu knew some of the elixir recipes left by the Emperor of Heaven, but they had never refined them themselves. It has to be said that this is a difference in their cognition, which is one of the reasons why Poyuanzong Chen Haisheng is so sure that as long as Song Pingcun refines elixirs, the elixir room will regain its status. .
Song Pingcun, who had "a false alarm", couldn't understand and stopped thinking about it. Shennong's internal and external differences made him somewhat wary of this sect, and it was best not to have any contact with it.
But things just don't go as planned. Liu Yiyi, who was following him, frowned slightly and said to Song Pingcun, "Sir, someone from the Shennong Sect is chasing you."
Song Pingcun felt a shiver in his heart. He turned around and saw a figure flashing green light coming directly from the distant mountain peak. It landed not far in front of them. It was none other than Wei Suli.
The two looked at each other and saw helplessness and a hint of nervousness in each other's eyes. Regardless of whether the Shennong Sect had malicious intentions or not, following this incident made people a little uneasy.
"Mr. Song, please stay." Wei Suli's face glowed red, not anxious but excited.
"The method of refining the yellow grass has been left to your sect, and it can be verified with a little experiment. Could it be that Elder Wei feels that what I wrote is untrue?" Song Pingcun asked bluntly.
"No! Mr. Song has misunderstood. Although the old man interacted with Mr. Song for a short time, his character is absolutely trustworthy. I was rude just now. I hope Mr. Song will not blame you!" Wei Suli bowed deeply with a sincere attitude.
"Then what are you...?" Song Pingcun didn't understand why the Shennong Sect stopped him from leaving since he had gotten what he wanted.
"My sect leader is waiting for the young master at Anshen Pavilion, and hopes that Young Master Song will stay for a little longer." Wei Suli explained.
Does the Shennong Sect want to see me? Song Pingcun had doubts in his heart. Not to mention that he didn't show off his state in a small gown. In terms of age and status, there was really no reason to see him.
"Elder Wei, can you tell me something about what would make the leader of your sect condescending?"
"It seems that I made a mistake in handling this matter. Since the three-leaf token was given away, it cannot be taken back like this. I will go to the sect's law enforcement hall later to receive the punishment. When the sect leader meets Mr. Song, he represents the sect and wants to talk to him. After discussing this matter, I would like to ask you to show your respect to me, so as not to aggravate the old man's guilt."
Wei Suli's attitude was humble and remorseful, which made Song Pingcun a little confused about how to deal with it. He looked back at Liu Yiyi and saw her nodding lightly, so he did not refuse.
Along the way, Wei Suli didn't seem to be in a hurry. He walked slowly, but said in his mouth: "Our Shennong Sect has been studying some special elixirs. Song Gongzi had previously introduced the method of extracting the toxins from the yellow grass. After writing it, I admired it from the bottom of my heart."
Song Pingcun nodded slightly. Although he understood the matter, he still didn't know why a first-class sect leader met with an unknown person like himself. He was still thinking about the real purpose of Weisuli's trip to invite him back again.
He didn't know much about the Shennong Sect. When he settled down in Pingyao City, he just considered his future cultivation. Without the Yuanshi veins, there was no source of spiritual stones. He could just use the Shennong Sect's medicinal materials, although the "stealing" was somewhat unflattering. , but had no intention of associating with the Shennong Sect.
Wei Suli seemed to see Song Pingcun's concerns. He smiled and said, "Young Master Song, don't worry. Sect Leader Wen will definitely give Young Master Song a surprise."
Song Pingcun was slightly startled, what happened? Before anyone even sees him, he actually starts promising surprises, not to scare people.
Walking through the mountain gate, medical dojo, archway, and sect hall again, the busyness of the disciples coming and going along the way was clearly visible, and many of them even ignored the passing of an elder.
They saw the bamboo forest again, but they did not enter it. Instead, they were in an open space about a foot away on the edge of the bamboo forest. A stream of spiritual energy shot out from the Wei Su. The scenery before the three of them changed and appeared in a valley.
"Come with me." Wei Suli greeted Song Pingcun and Liu Yiyi, and stepped out into another open space of the same size, but the surrounding area was not a bamboo forest, but a peach forest.
"Move the formation?" Song Pingcun was secretly shocked. Moving the formation within a sect can only mean two problems. The sect occupies a large area or the place where the person you are about to meet is very secret.
Wei Suli took the lead to lead the way, and Song Pingcun and his two men followed again. An area with pavilions and pavilions suddenly appeared in front of them after walking out of the peach forest. A simple gate had the words "Anshen Pavilion" written on it. There was no one guarding the gate. There are no walls either.
Wei Suli opened the courtyard door with ease. Song Pingcun and Liu Yiyi looked at each other and followed Wei Suli in.
There are a total of five pavilions in the courtyard, of different sizes, distributed in an orderly manner, seemingly random but just enough to occupy this area.
"Mr. Song, Sect Leader Wen is waiting for you in the middle pavilion." Wei Suli pointed to the slightly sturdy ancient palace in the middle and said to Song Pingcun.
Song Pingcun nodded. He glanced at Liu Yiyi and found that the other party was also looking at him, as if asking whether he saw her or not.
In any case, since you have come to the Shennong Sect, you should meet the leader of the first-class sect and find out what he wants you to do. If it is an unreasonable request, you can just refuse it.
Having made up his mind, Song Pingcun said to Wei Suli, "I'd like to ask Elder Wei to lead the way."
The three of them walked along the stone road to the attic in the middle and entered it. An old man was sitting sideways on the couch, lean and capable, making tea skillfully. Song Pingcun was wondering if the Shennong Sect had a hobby of making tea, why he saw everyone sitting in the house making tea. The aroma of tea is "Nanjin'er tea".
Liu Yiyi next to her exclaimed "ah". Although the voice was small and she stopped immediately, it was impossible for several people to not hear her. .
Song Pingcun and Wei Suli left without knowing it, and both turned around and looked over.
"Sir, I accidentally sprained my foot just now." Liu Yiyi hurriedly found an excuse to explain.
"Are you hurt?" Song Pingcun lowered his head and looked at Liu Yiyi's feet.
"No, it's just carelessness. There's no need to worry, sir." Liu Yiyi quickly explained.
Liu Yiyi's exclamation just now attracted the attention of the old man in the room, and he said: "The visitor is a guest. It seems that my threshold is a bit high."
"Sect Master, this is Young Master Song." Wei Suli stepped forward and introduced.
"Little brother, please sit down." The old man is Wen Wushang, the leader of the Shennong Sect.
Song Pingcun saw that Liu Yiyi was fine and didn't know what to call him. He didn't sit down. He raised his hands and said, "I entered the Shennong Sect twice, one after the other. I really don't know why. Please tell me from the sect leader."
"Little brother, it's refreshing. It just so happens that the old man is not good at commanding his words. But he didn't sit down when he entered the room. Are you on guard against the old man?" Wen Wushang seemed to be gentle in his words, but in fact he couldn't refuse.
In desperation, Song Pingcun could only sit sideways on the couch and said: "Shennong Zongnan Jin'er tea can be so casual. It seems that it is unreasonable not to drink more than a few cups."
"It's just a small way. The great virtue of Mr. Song Huang's grass-weeding is a blessing to all people in the world." Wen Wushang really didn't have any unnecessary politeness. He spoke directly from the beginning, and there was genuine admiration in his words.
After taking the Nanjin'er tea that Wen Wushang brought up, Song Pingcun took a sip and said modestly: "This is really a trail. Compared with opening the mountain gate for medical treatment, boy, this is nothing."
"Young Master Song, you are very polite. Please forgive me for not asking you to come back in person. It's really because your legs and feet are inconvenient." Wen Wushang pushed the tea table on the couch away a little, and opened the gown that covered his legs. Only then did Song Pingcun see him. The entire right leg was missing. At first, I thought it was sitting sideways because of the cushion underneath me. But then I realized that it wasn't that I was sitting sideways at all, but that my right leg was missing at all.
Song Pingcun didn't know how to respond, so he could only nod to show his understanding. In fact, the other party didn't need to explain at all. And if he really wants to go, it won't be about his legs and feet. The aura can fly without your legs.
"Knowing that Mr. Song must still have questions, the old man informed him. This leg needs to refine a kind of elixir. It could have been used to regenerate a severed limb. However, the flavorful medicinal material in the elixir is yellow grass. It is a pity that the elixir is missing. We have been unable to find the method to extract the poison of yellow grass all these years, so it has been delayed. I am afraid that this disability will never be changed, so I rarely go out and spend my time in Anshen Pavilion. "
"That's a reward for the sect leader's great kindness, and it's just a coincidence." Song Pingcun seemed to understand the reason a little bit at this time.
Wen Wushang shook his head, took out the three-leaf token, placed it on the tea seat, and pushed it gently to Song Pingcun: "If Mr. Song refuses this thing, he refuses the blessing of the common people."
