At this time, Zhang Ping has been walking in Jiaxing City Trail, but he has not taken them to heart.
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Chapter one hundred Ginseng in one thousand
Zhang Ping walked along the path next to the South Lake. The lake was covered with light smoke and mist. Several small boats rippled on the surface of half of the lake, and the water was covered with green oil and diamond leaves. He looked around and watched it. He felt relaxed and happy. This Jiaxing was a famous city in ancient Yue, and the plum was as sweet as wine. Therefore, in the Spring and Autumn Period, this place was called drunken plum. In that year, Gou Jian, the king of Yue, broke the traffic tunnel here. At that time, it was just spring in wuyue, and the green water and green leaves were like a piece of jade covered with green glass.
At this time, Zhang Ping went all the way to a very busy city and bought two jars of wine. Then he went to a pork shop and stopped to say with a smile to a burly butcher in the pork shop, "Brother Sheng, try the Li wine I just bought."
When Zhang Asheng saw that Zhang Ping had let go of the butcher’s knife, he smiled and said, "Didn’t the little Taoist with purple blood tell you? Don’t bring anything next time. The water is not worth much, but I wonder if you don’t eat these things and want them to go to Sen. "
Zhang Ping Gherardini said: "The secret can’t be revealed, but this thing is very rich."
Zhang Asheng didn’t care when he saw this. He sighed: "Those things are still in the old place in the corner. Go in and get them yourself. I have to take care of the business and I won’t accompany you."
"Good Brother Ah Sheng" then Zhang Ping put two jars of plum wine on the counter in Zhang Asheng and went into the pork shop in Zhang Asheng.
Not long after, Zhang Ping came out with a water basket full of pigs on his back. Zhang Asheng greeted him and was about to leave. Suddenly, Zhang Asheng shaved a piece of pork with a sharp knife and picked a piece of more than a catty of hind leg meat. He flew to Zhang Ping Zhang Asheng and shouted, "You can also eat some meat to mend your body. You can be stronger when you grow up."
With a wave of his hand, Zhang Ping threw the pork to the bamboo cage behind him, and then he finished it with satisfaction and walked back to the Jade Emperor Temple today.
Zhang Ping is now strong enough to catch up with the road faster than before, but it is not a bit fast, but Zhang Ping has returned to the Jade Emperor Temple in half an hour.
Came to a big pit in the backyard of the small temple, and Zhang Ping poured the pig water department in the bamboo cage.
I saw that the pit was deep and generally inverted cone-shaped. The soil inside was obviously smooth and sealed after simple fumigation. At the bottom of the pit, there were many kinds of poisonous insects and snakes. Those pigs were covered with those poisonous substances as soon as they turned upside down.
In the pit, a bamboo pole with a foot or so stood there with a large piece of pig water. After all the pig water was eaten, the strongest poisons pushed other poisons to climb to the top of the bamboo pole.
At this time, Zhang Ping had already caught the poisons one by one with a fishing rod and put them in a small crock. Later, Zhang Ping returned to his room with the crock. He hit the mud bed and put the crock in a secret compartment and said to himself, "Finally, eleven is enough." Then Zhang Ping added some water to other crocks and went to practice jade work.
The next day, the weather was really good. The warm sunshine and the soft east wind didn’t call, indicating this beautiful weather. Zhang Ping finished his morning class and mixed Yuan Gong and went straight to the Jade Emperor Temple. However, as soon as Zhang Ping returned to the Jade Emperor Temple, several uninvited guests had quietly left.
Zhang Ping saw that the first person was carrying a small burden with a full face of hemp at this time, and four people behind him were also a face of hemp and had the strength to follow him along the way.
That Han was the young Han who cheated Zhang Ping yesterday. At this time, he saw that Zhang Ping quickly revealed the package and the ginseng. Then he knelt down with the four people behind him and said, "Little ignorant people have offended the little Taoist priest and hope that there are a lot of people who grew up on the trail. We don’t have the common sense to give the antidote."
When Zhang Ping saw this, he carefully observed the ginseng and put it away, saying, "It’s good for you to be lucky today, so I’ll let you go." Then Zhang Ping threw out a small bamboo tube and said, "No one is more harmful than one grain, and then turned back."
Zhang Ping repeatedly stroked this ginseng all the way and couldn’t help sighing that the good baby is really a good baby. It turns out that this ginseng is not six leaves, but it should be seven leaves, but one of the leaves doesn’t know how to fall off, which makes it look like a hundred-year-old ginseng. However, Zhang Ping has studied medical skills for many years and has some experience of Ping Yizhi and Wan Chunliu. It is obvious at a glance that the ginseng tumor is a leaf.
You know, whenever ginseng gives birth to seven leaves, that means that ginseng in the middle Millennium can’t make people fly freely to create muscles and bones, but if it can be used, it can improve the roots and promote external work. Zhang Ping didn’t weigh it by hand yesterday, but he is not sure yet, but today it looks really good.
Zhang Ping took this ginseng back to his room and took out a delicate bamboo bucket. The bamboo bucket is more than a foot thick, and it is filled with fragrant wine. Zhang Ping wanted to brew wine with poisonous methods to cooperate with the cultivation of fossil magic and mixed yuan gong, but today he accidentally got this thousand-year-old ginseng. Naturally, the original plan will be slightly revised.
See Zhang Ping carefully and gently put this ginseng into this bamboo tube and then receive it in the deepest part of the bed.
Zhang Ping then threw the poisonous insects in each crock into the backyard pit one by one. Because there was no food, these poisonous insects ate each other and made a noise, which was very annoying.
Zhang Ping knew that they would consume it for a long time, so he took a seat to cover the pit and went to practice jade work by himself.
At night, the crescent moon scatters the silver moonlight all over the earth. Zhang Ping practices the auspicious and precious moonlight rotation method while practicing jade work physically.
However, outside the Jade Emperor Temple, a few men in black quietly appeared to see them all holding spears, apparently hostile to Zhang Ping. They quietly climbed over the wall, crossed the hall and came to the backyard. After walking softly outside Zhang Ping’s hut, the first person made a wink.
However, before one of them could pry open the door of the hut, he suddenly hit several people. First, he was surprised, and then he saw that there was no one swinging in the room.
At this time, Zhang Ping suddenly appeared ghostly behind several people, holding a long and thin piece of iron in his hand, and several silvery lights flashed through the moonlight, and the people fell down without saying a word.
Zhang Ping hit one of them with a towel and found that it was those people who attacked him in the drugstore yesterday. At this time, several people have been ordered by Zhang Pingqing’s constructio n method, but Zhang Ping made it difficult to deal with several people.
Because Zhang Ping is cruel, but if these living people can’t make it, Zhang Ping will eventually move five people to a small cliff next to them and push them to die.
Although Zhang Ping is not a human being strictly speaking, it is absolutely impossible to use the living to refine the method, which is not a human being.
After dealing with five people, Zhang Ping suddenly felt a lot easier. At this time, Zhang Ping, who was close to Li, quickly took the opportunity to practice fossil magic.
Chapter one hundred and nine Invited to the appointment
At noon the next day, Zhang Ping hit the poisonous insect pit mat and found that the situation inside was actually far beyond his expectation. He saw that the poisonous insect base inside had been killed and injured, leaving three poisonous insects each occupying a position.
Zhang Ping, these poisonous insects will cultivate one method of insect. Unexpectedly, they have cultivated three methods of insect. It must be that the three methods of insect have degenerated at the same time to prevent the other two from growing up and eating other poisonous insects crazily, which caused the present situation.
Zhang Ping carefully saw a snow-white three-foot viper occupying due east, a slap in the face, a big blue scorpion occupying northwest, a colorful arm growing up, and a centipede occupying due south. It was a delicate balance that the three contained each other.
When Zhang Ping saw this, he went back to the room, took out a handful of powder and sprinkled it into the pit. Then Zhang Ping caught all three of them with a hook like a fishing rod.
Back to the room, Zhang Ping took out a knife, dried the blood of the three methods of worms, put it in a small bamboo tube, took out the snake gall scorpion beads and centipede beads in turn, and soaked them in a water jar full of herbs.
Just as Zhang Ping was preparing to continue to practice Jade Kung Fu, suddenly came outside the Jade Emperor Temple. Han Xiaoying called Zhang Ping to hurry up and go out to meet him. Then Han Xiaoying saw that Zhang Ping came out and said, "Sister Zi Xue came here to invite you to dinner. Are you going?"
Zhang Ping wondered, "It’s strange to eat, but what do you eat? Sister Xiao Ying, if you have something to say, just say it directly. What’s the name of this meal? "
Han Xiaoying said with a smile: "The second brother is really right. Nothing can hide from you. This little guy is really a ghost. This is the case. After three days, Master Jiaomu of Fahua Temple asked us to reason with the Drunk Fairy Tower in Jiangnan to deal with the real person Qiu Chuji of Changchun. I don’t know purple blood. Would you like to join in this excitement? Comment on it? "
Qiu Chuji Zhang Ping, a real person in Changchun, couldn’t help but expect that when he turned to the second year, Zhang Ping had learned from the allusions of Taishan Sect that Huashan Sect was created by Hao Datong, the true Sect of the Song Dynasty. Judging from the subtlety of Zi Xiagong, this true teaching kung fu can be imagined.