The fifth floor of Qibao Pavilion mainly sells all kinds of elixirs. All the well-known martial arts medicines for internal and external injuries, such as Black Jade Intermittent Glue, Zhenxin Qi Pills, Niuhuang Rhinoceros Powder, Shengsheng Good Fortune Pill, etc., are all sold in the corresponding treasure pavilion.
In addition, Bao Ge sells medical poison elixirs, the names of which make people tremble, such as Baihua Belly Snake Ointment, Leopard Fei Yijin Pills, Broken Muscles and Rotten Bone Powder, Sanzhi Nao Shendan, etc.
This kind of treasure pavilion is also sold with antidotes. In addition to symptomatic medicines, there is also no lack of detoxifying elixirs, and the latter are even more expensive.
As the leader of the Taoist sect in the Central Plains, the Wudang Sect has a lot of accumulation in the field of elixirs. The elixirs they produce, such as Tianxin Jiedu Pill, White Tiger Life-Destroying Pill, Tianwang Heart-Protect Pill, Sanhuang Bao Wax Pill, etc., are often in short supply.
There are four treasure pavilions on the fifth floor specializing in Wudang sect elixirs. There is an endless stream of visitors, making it a bustling place.
Wei Tingshang saw that Qingyun and Qingyin had a look on their faces, and asked casually: "Master Qingyun, forgive me for being presumptuous, but your sect earns millions of taels of silver a year just by selling pills, right?"
Qingyun smiled slightly and said: "It's roughly like this. Now that the world is at peace and the martial arts world is in harmony, the usefulness of the elixir has been greatly reduced. It's just that now that we are facing competition in the sea market, everyone attending the meeting has been prepared, so that's why this happened. Waiting for the sight.”
Wei Tingshang knew that Qingyun was pretending to be humble, so he laughed it off. At this time, he only heard Shang Hongxiu say calmly: "In short, the elixirs of your sect are famous all over the world, and everyone in the martial arts trusts them, just like the elixirs of the Beiyue Hengshan sect next door. It’s far from enough, the elixirs passed down by the ancestors are all useless, and they deserve to be ignored.”
Qingyun still didn’t know that Shang Hongxiu was from the Beiyue Hengshan Sect. After hearing the words, he considered it and said: “We are all members of the Taoist sect. In fact, there is no need to compare deliberately. The Beiyue Hengshan Sect’s Tianxiang Dipsacus and Baiyun Xiongdan Pills are made of fine materials and have comparable effects. This sect’s elixirs are no less impressive, but their reputation is not that great.”
Shang Hongxiu smacked his nose and said: "Taoist Baihong, who is in charge of alchemy in the Hengshan sect of Beiyue, is mediocre in talent, but she is accustomed to being jealous of talents and talents, and never teaches her disciples the secrets of alchemy. As a result, many of the medicinal materials obtained through hard work were accidentally used. After refining the waste, even if it becomes a pill in the end, the effect will be unsatisfactory."
"Over the years, the reputation of Beiyue Hengshan Sect's elixirs has been tarnished, and people have even come to try to argue with them. Taoist Aunt Baihong simply pushed her disciples out of the top cylinder. Not only did her disciples have to apologize, but they also had to pay for the losses themselves. Naturally, the result was that they were very resentful. , many fled down the mountain privately for this reason."
"Huh... A person like Taoist Aunt Baihong, who is a vegetarian, has actually been in charge of the Alchemy Academy for ten years. It shows that Taoist Aunt Baigu doesn't know people well. If the Beiyue Hengshan Sect is not in decline, it is really unreasonable."
After listening to Shang Hongxiu's long complaint, Qingyun came to some extent and said hesitantly: "Miss Shang knows so much about the inside story of Beiyue Hengshan Sect, could it be that you are a lay disciple of some Taoist priest?"
Shang Hongxiu said simply: "No, I am no longer a disciple of the Beiyue Hengshan Sect, and I will never be again."
Qingyun was silent to himself, and after a pause he said harmoniously: "I understand, I understand. The reason why Miss Shang broke away from home to become a monk must be because of her own reasons. Others should understand her."
Shang Hongxiu smiled and said: "The second best martial artist is informal and is a person worth getting to know."
Qingyun smiled at this, and the relationship between everyone unknowingly became closer.
Because the elixirs were already prepared when they arrived, everyone set off directly to the sixth floor without any further delay.
When he came to the stairs and took a quick look, he saw a man in rich clothes walking towards him, which immediately made Mu Yun's heart move.
The man was about thirty or forty years old. He was very handsome in appearance and quite graceful in his manner. He was also shaking an iron fractured fan in his hand. It had antithetical inscriptions on the calligraphy works of several famous calligraphers and painters of the time, which made him even more elegant. Bursting.
Before Mu Yun could speak, the man had already greeted him warmly: "Oh? Isn't this Qi Shaoxia from the Kunlun sect? No, I should call you Mu Shaoxia. Ha... We were separated from each other at the Pingliang Sword Mastery Hall that day, but it was nothing more than a few. Without seeing the moon, Mu Shaoxia looks even more handsome and handsome."
I bet the man was none other than Fu Lun, the "Little God of Wealth" who was known as the richest man in Kansai. Mu Yun didn't have much fondness for this man, but he still cupped his fists in greeting and said, "I've met Senior Fu, and Senior Fu was so complimentary. I'm sorry. I can’t bear it.”
Fu Lun nodded with a smile, and then said to Qingyun: "This is Taoist Master Qingyun of the Wudang Sect. He has won the second place in the martial arts world and can be regarded as a leader of the younger generation. In the future, he will slay demons, subjugate demons, and help people benefit." The future of common people is limitless."
"Xiao Ke Fu Lun is just a businessman. He has met Dao Dajia."
Qingyun bowed his head and said politely: "I don't dare to take it seriously. I have heard about the reputation of Senior Fu for a long time. It is really an honor for me to meet you today. Please take care of me, Senior Fu."
The rest of the people, Fu Lun, didn't recognize each other. When they were introducing each other, a boy suddenly walked out of the diagonal and knocked him staggering without any explanation.
Fulun couldn't stop, and almost threw a vicious dog to grab the shit. A silk book fell out of his sleeve with a crash, and two medicine bottles fell at the same time.
Fu Lun couldn't help but feel very angry. When he barely managed to stabilize his body, Huo Di turned around and yelled: "Which bastard kills embryos. He walks without eyes and bumps into people. Isn't it possible that he rushes to reincarnate?"
The boy lowered his head and apologized repeatedly. At this moment, Qingyin picked up a medicine bottle on the ground and read out softly: "Tiger Balong Pill, whose healing elixir is this? Senior brother, have you heard Have you passed?"
Qingyun's face heated up, and he quickly scolded: "Junior sister, don't expose people's privacy indiscriminately, put down the medicine bottle quickly."
Qingyin didn't know what was going on and was a little confused. Fu Lun was so embarrassed that he wanted to hit the wall. He could no longer pay attention to the boy and quickly bent down to pick up another medicine bottle.
At this time, Mu Yun happened to pick up the silk book, and saw a lady with an outstanding appearance painted on the cover. She was half-undressing her shirt, her pockets slightly exposed, and the undulating mountains could be seen in the cover. Next to it was written in small regular script "hun". There are five characters for "selling daughter's country", and a signature is written in the lower left corner, which is called "Lanling is unfavorable for life".
Knowing that this was an erotic book that would not be included in the book, Mu Yun was in embarrassment and wanted to throw it away, but was afraid of being embarrassed by Fu Lun. At this moment of hesitation, Wei Tingshang also caught a glimpse of the cover of the silk book. Her cheeks turned red, she snorted coldly, and then she glared at Mu Yun fiercely.
Mu Yun secretly cried out, and just as he was about to explain that he was not in love with the silk book, Wei Tingshang had already raised his voice and said, "Miss Shang, sister Qingyin, the three of us might as well go first and let these boring men have a good conversation. Exchange 'experiences' to prevent them from getting sick."
Shang Hongxiu observed the words and expressions and immediately deduced what the silk book was. He hummed with disdain and said, "I have no objection. Where is Taoist Master Qingyin?"
Qingyin was still in a daze, and turned to look at Qingyun. Qingyun's handsome face was hot, and he coughed helplessly: "Junior sister, please go first, we will follow you soon."
