Zifeng City can be ranked among the top ten cities in Tiannan County. It covers a vast area and is a hundred times larger than Tai'an Town. Whether it is the prosperity of martial arts or the level of economic development, Zifeng City can be ranked among the best in Tiannan County.
Martial arts in Zifeng City are prosperous and there are many martial arts families. Looking at the entire Zifeng City, the most cutting-edge martial arts power is mainly controlled by the three major families.
Zhang family, Bai family, Xu family.
Among the three, the Zhang family is the most powerful. The Zhang family is an old family in Zifeng City. It has been passed down for many generations and has hundreds of years of history and accumulation. The other two families only moved here decades ago. The foreign family is naturally slightly lacking in background.
However, the Xu and Bai families obviously know this, so they have often engaged in marriages and cooperation over the years. They have a very good relationship and have the potential to join forces. The combination of the two makes even the Zhang family fearful.
"This is Purple Maple City."
A large carriage slowly drove in from the huge gate of Purple Maple City. Lin Yansheng poked half of his head out of it and looked around.
The people on this carriage were naturally Qingyu and his party.
Tai'an Town is not very far from Zifeng City, and it only takes two or three hours by carriage.
At this time, Lin Shengsheng was looking at everything in Purple Maple City like a curious baby.
Zifeng City, as a large city close to the border in Tiannan County, can undoubtedly bear the word "city", and it is a rather huge and majestic city.
Perhaps in order to cater to the city name "Purple Maple", Purple Maple City is surrounded by thick dark purple city walls. These walls are not just decorations. They have formation patterns inscribed by the heroes of the Kingdom of God on them. Once activated, they can explode. Extremely amazing fighting power.
In Zifeng City, there are buildings connected one after another, with bustling markets and tall metal buildings standing among them. People are coming and going in the markets, and it is extremely lively. In the center of the city, there are even more buildings. There are several towering iron towers, which are dedicated training grounds for warriors.
"Bravo!"
Lin Yansheng didn't know how to describe what he saw. He had grown up and rarely left Tai'an Town, let alone a city of this size.
What I have seen before is still too little.
This is Lin Shengsheng's truest thought at this time.
"Heh, how are you? Little one? Is it your first time in a place like this?"
Zhang Junxiu, who was sitting aside, looked at Lin Yansheng's unseen expression, looked at Lin Yansheng like a country bumpkin, and at the same time asked in a tone full of superiority.
As warriors from big cities, they always look down upon and superior to warriors from small places.
But Lin Yansheng looked at the city without blinking and didn't respond. It seemed that he didn't hear Zhang Junxiu's words at all.
Seeing that he was being ignored, Zhang Junxiu's mouth twitched, but he didn't get angry immediately.
Forget it, it’s just two unlucky guys, let’s let them feast their eyes first.
He thought "with great compassion", they were just two guys who were about to become dead, why should he care about them?
The carriage continued to drive for a quarter of an hour and arrived in front of a manor made of redwood.
The manor covers an area of several miles and is majestic. Lin Shengsheng and the others could already feel the majesty of the manor just after entering through a side door - just a side door with the height of two or three adult men, with dragons and phoenixes carved on it, and hangings on it. There are copper bells the size of a fist.
In front of the door, eight men with swords on their waists and standing straight were lined up in two rows. They were obviously the gatekeepers.
They are just gatekeepers, but Lin Shengsheng can also feel their power. These are at least warriors at the eighth level of body training and above!
As for the leader, as expected, he must be a Blood Tempering Realm warrior.
Lin Yansheng was shocked. With blood-tempering warriors as gatekeepers, is this the strength of the Zhang family?
Zhang Junxiu glanced at Qingyu's face that seemed to be getting paler, sneered, and got out of the car to report.
Lin Yansheng glanced at his master's expression and bared his teeth.
If it had been last night, Lin Yansheng would probably not be in the mood to look at the scenery now, but since he discovered that little bit of flour this morning, Lin Yansheng now looks at the behavior of his master, and it seems that everything is wrong.
Especially that white face, the more I look at it, the weirder it becomes!
He glanced at the direction Zhang Junxiu was leaving, recalled the death-like look that the latter had just given, and smiled to himself.
Now it seems that it is still unclear who is plotting against whom during this trip to the Zhang family.
At this time, in a courtyard of the Zhang family, Zhang Junxi was holding chess pieces and playing chess leisurely with an old man.
Next to them was Zhang Junxiu who came to report information.
"Junxi, that's it. Qingyu and Lin Yansheng have already arrived at the door."
"Well... it's good to be here. But are you sure..." Zhang Junxi twisted the black piece in his hand and pressed a chess piece: "Is Lin Xianxin intact?"
"Well... at least I didn't see anything unusual, brother." Zhang Junxiu thought about it for a moment and didn't say anything.
Zhang Junxi nodded and waved for Zhang Jun to get out.
He didn't put down the hand that was twisting the chess in a hurry, but put it beside his head, with a thoughtful look on his soft face.
"This is strange... Third Grandpa, are you sure that Qingyu is only at the peak of blood-quenching strength?" He looked at the old man playing chess with him, the third elder of the Zhang family, Zhang Juntan.
"It was confirmed many times that day that the blood-tempering peak should be correct." Zhang Juntan nodded and said.
"Could it be that the Bai family and the Xu family really interfered?"
Zhang Junxi put down the chess pieces, crossed his hands under his chin, and looked thoughtful.
Zhang Junxi also clearly sees Lin Sheng's potential and talent. If he can be cultivated well, he will at least be at the peak of Blood Tempering in the future, and may even surpass Blood Tempering.
This is also the reason why he wanted Zhang Juntan to do something wrong that day.
Xu Yue and Bai Chuchu were also present that day, so Zhang Junxi wouldn't be surprised if the Bai family and Xu family really intervened.
But the question is, if those two families were really involved, how could Qingyu be allowed to bring Lin Yansheng here?
Or maybe the two families didn't take action, but Qingyu kept it secret?
Thinking of this, Zhang Junxi shook his head subconsciously, ruling out this possibility. If Qingyu really had this ability, why would he be coerced by his Zhang family?
To be able to hide one's cultivation in front of his third grandfather, one must at least be in a higher realm than him!
Seeing Zhang Junxi's thoughtful expression, Zhang Juntan, who was sitting opposite him, smiled slightly and twirled his beard without urging or giving any pointers.
Zhang Junxi's talent is astonishing, and he will definitely become a core figure of the Zhang family in the future. Naturally, he will need more experience. Zhang Juntan wants to see what conclusion he will come to about this matter.
"Junxi, what do you say?"
After a long while, Zhang Juntan finally asked with a smile.
"Third Grandpa, according to my guess... Qingyu is afraid that he will lose his soldiers to save his car."
Zhang Junxi put down his hands and said calmly.
"oh?"
Zhang Juntan raised his eyebrows: "How do you say that?"
"Then Qingyu probably really only has the peak level of blood-quenching, otherwise he shouldn't have succumbed to my Zhang family." Zhang Junxi tapped his fingers in hope and said slowly.
"Third Grandpa, I think Qingyu bringing him here is an act of weakness."
Zhang Juntan nodded repeatedly as he listened to Zhang Junxi's analysis, seemingly quite satisfied with his operation.
"Are you thinking of bringing Lin Shengsheng here to show your surrender and find a way to survive? It seems that Qingyu is also a ruthless person, and he actually sold his apprentice like this."
Zhang Junxi casually took a piece of fruit from the hand of the maid on the side and shook his head disdainfully while eating it.
As for why Lin Yansheng didn't die, Zhang Junxi doesn't care so much now, because no matter whether the latter is due to good luck or someone else intervened, he has now reached the boundary of their Zhang family, so how can he handle it? Depend on their mood?
"Not bad!" The look of relief on Zhang Juntan's old face became more intense: "You are so thoughtful. It seems that Third Grandpa is really old."
"Then Qingyu, how do you plan to deal with it?"
"How can such a ruthless and unjust person be used?" Zhang Junxi asked with a faint smile.
"But these days, we can stabilize him first and give him some pills to dispel evil spirits, so that he will not jump over the wall in a hurry."
"Haha! Well said!" Zhang Juntan clapped his hands, obviously very satisfied with his handling method.
Knowing who can use it and who cannot use it is the basic quality of a family head!
"But...since he is so knowledgeable, let's find him a geomantic treasure and bury him later." Zhang Junxi thought about it and said with some pity.
After all, Qingyu helped him refine the blood-coagulating grass, which was considered a great achievement.
With that blood-coagulating grass, Zhang Junxi has a lot of confidence that he can enter the blood-quenching process in the next two months, that is, before the general election of the Kingdom of God!
And for someone in the blood-tempering realm at such an age, even among the younger generation in the entire Kingdom of God, they are considered pretty good. With such a level of cultivation, there is basically no need to doubt anyone who wants to enter the Lei Xiaowu Mansion.
While Zhang Junxi's grandfather and grandson were discussing the solution, Qingyu and Lin Shengsheng were also taken to an alchemy room built of red bricks.
This alchemy room is about the same size as Qingyu's medical clinic, with a large window on each side for ventilation.
In the center of the alchemy room, there is a red stove.
Under the stove is a pile of dark purple and dry branches. These branches are piled together, spitting out purple tongues of fire, constantly scorching the stove above.
"This is purple heart wood." Qing Yu explained to Lin Yansheng: "This kind of wood can be burned for a whole day, and the flame temperature it produces is not comparable to that of ordinary flames. It can be regarded as a good refining medicine. wood."
Lin Yansheng nodded. He looked at the huge alchemy furnace in front of him. What was probably contained in it was the blood-coagulating grass.
"Then what should I do?" Lin Yansheng asked.
"do what?"
Qingyu smiled: "I want to control the heat, you... just help me chop wood!"
As he spoke, he pointed to a large pile of uncut purple heart wood next to him.
"Chopping firewood?" Lin Shengsheng was stunned for a moment.
"Yes...you know, your master and I..." Qingyu sighed feebly: "I am mentally and physically exhausted from this refining medicine. I really don't have the strength to do things like chopping firewood...you Look at my face..."
Qingyu bent down and put his particularly haggard and pale face pitifully in front of Lin Yansheng.
However, Lin Yansheng sneered and pushed him over with a slap!
Snapped!
Qingyu's face was pushed away violently, and five finger prints were clearly printed on his pale face.
"Looking pale?" Lin Yansheng looked at his flour-covered palms and glanced sideways at Qingyu:
"Would you like to wash your face first before you say this to me?"
