C10 Receive the Pill

The Feng family was located at the south side of the Fresh Breeze City. From afar, it looked like a continuous stretch of palaces, just like an imperial palace.

The Fresh Breeze City was the headquarters of the Feng family. In fact, the Feng family was like a royal family here. Their strength was monstrous. There were also some other powers and families in the Fresh Breeze City. However, the gap between them and the Feng family was huge. All of them had attached themselves to the Feng family. They were like ministers.

The pill room of the Feng family was located on one side of the headquarters of the Feng family.

Zuo Yu walked along the small path to the medicine room. There was a fake mountain forest on the other side. On the other side, there were small bridges and flowing water. However, Zuo Yu did not appreciate all of these. He saw each and every one of the guards. Each of them exuded a powerful aura, and he could also feel that there were many experts secretly monitoring him. These people were even stronger. Zuo Yu could clearly feel the strength of the Feng family. His strength was truly not enough. He was afraid that an ordinary guard would be able to kill him with ease.

Zuo Yu felt a sense of crisis. He had to work hard in his cultivation. There was no one here who could help him. He had to have sufficient strength to ensure the safety of Qingqing and himself.

With a firm heart, Zuo Yu walked into the pill room.

One. A short and skinny old man was dozing off on the counter, but there was no one else.

"Manager Zhu, Manager Zhu." Zuo Yu shouted twice.

"Who is it?" Manager Zhu opened his eyes unhappily." Hmm? Isn't this our Hall of Martial Heroes? What's wrong?" Chief Steward Zhu said in a sarcastic tone when he saw Zuo Yu.

Zuo Yu slightly frowned," I will take the Martial Disciple pill. "

" Oh? " Manager Zhu rolled his eyebrows and said with some disdain, "Yes, take it. Hurry up and leave. Hurry up and leave." Manager Zhu casually threw out a bag of things, then waved his hand impatiently and lied down to sleep again.

Zuo Yu's expression was a little ugly. What the hell was this? A few stalks of rotten grass and a Bone Forging Pill. The quality was still very poor. Other than that, there was nothing else. A martial arts disciple could receive three Bone Forging Pills and two True Qi Pills in a month. One Bone Ablutionary Dan Bead, as well as Crimson Ginseng Snow Ganoderma and some other spiritual herbs that could be used for medicinal baths. According to his memory, Zuo Yu had not come to collect them for half a year. And these things would not lose their effectiveness, they could come at any time.

Zuo Yu was a little angry and slammed the table twice.

"What are you doing? It's you again, why aren't you leaving?" Manager Zhu was startled. When he got up and saw that it was still Zuo Yu, his face was filled with anger.

"What do you mean? I am still the Elite Martial Disciple. Does the Elite Martial Disciple only have these things?" Zuo Yu looked at him coldly.

"Hmm?" Steward Zhu frowned. When did this trash become so strong-willed? Manager Zhu coughed dryly and raised his throat to speak in an official tone. "It's not easy to obtain the resources of my Feng family. Your spiritual root has been crippled, so it's a waste to give it to you. What do you mean?"

“ Oh? Did the rules of the Feng family say so? It's still you, Manager Zhu, who can change the rules of our Feng family by yourself! Zhu Dali, how dare you!" Zuo Yu said in a cold voice. However, he felt extremely depressed in his heart. Now, he could only suppress his opponent with his imposing manner.

Manager Zhu's facial expression changed drastically. He looked very unpleasant. "Kid, don't be so shameless. After this year's competition, you are nothing. Don't make enemies for yourself."

"Manager Zhu, you don't have to worry about that. Six months of Martial Disciple resources. Hurry up." Zuo Yu harrumphed. He was extremely displeased. Back when his spiritual root was undamaged, this old man had always called him Young Master Zuo with great respect. What a f * cking petty person.

"Hmph, no." Manager Zhu sneered.

"Since that's the case, I will go to the Law Enforcement Hall to ask. Since when did a puny manager like you dare to deduct the resources of my Elite Martial Disciple? " Zuo Yu turned around and left, "Oh right, there's also Uncle Zhou. It's been a long time since I last visited his place." Zuo Yu said while walking.

Manager Zhu's face changed. Perhaps someone in the Law Enforcement Hall could suppress him. But Elder Zhou wouldn't be able to. At that time, no one would be able to protect him. "Wait. This doesn't concern me. It's Young Master Feng Zhengyang who took your pill away. He is the young master of the Feng family. I, a mere steward, can't afford to offend him. You should go and find him. " Zhu Dali's expression changed, and a pitiful expression appeared on his face. However, no matter how he looked at it, it was a gloating expression.

"Zhu Dali, f * ck you, did you offend me?" Zuo Yu cursed, "According to the creed of the Martial Hall, everyone is equal! You really dare to take the rules of the Feng family lightly!"

"You... you... you dare to scold me? You are courting death!" Manager Zhu was so angry that his fingers were trembling, and his face was flushed red.

"I am scolding you to remind you that if you were outside, I would kill you." Zuo Yu said with disdain.

"I'll kill you." Manager Zhu shouted. He really wanted to rush out.

"What is it? It's a mess. What does it look like?" At this moment, a fat old man walked out discontentedly. It looked like he had just woken up. He was extremely huge, weighing at least three to four hundred kilograms. On the contrary, it was the opposite of Manager Zhu. The two of them stood together and had an inexplicable sense of joy.

"Big Elder Feng, this kid is looking for trouble." Manager Zhu was the first to complain.

" Hm? Zuo Yu, what are you doing here?" Manager Feng narrowed his eyes and looked over.

" I am here to collect the resources of the martial disciples. " Zuo Yu said calmly.

"Just give it to him. What's wrong with you? How many more times can he use it?" When Fatty Feng heard that it was such a small matter, he was extremely dissatisfied. However, he didn't take it too seriously.

"I... I..." Manager Zhu stammered and could not speak. He gave everything to his grandson. Naturally, he couldn't take it out. His Yue Feng was even worse than the Elite Martial Disciple's. How could he bear to take out so many things just to make up for it? Fortunately, Young Master Feng had already instructed him.

"Hmph!" Lord Wind naturally understood what was going on. With a wave of his hand, some things appeared on the table. He actually had storage ring.

Zuo Yu was also shocked.

"Yes, take it. Take care of yourself." Master Feng said calmly, then turned around and walked back, as if he was going to sleep again.

This was a complete January pill and herb. The quality was not bad, but this was not Zuo Yu's goal.

"Manager Feng, I want six months' worth of resources." Zuo Yu said calmly.

"Humph!" Master Wind's fat body paused, then he turned around in dissatisfaction, "Zuo Yu, you should be content with what you have. You can't cultivate now, so what use do you want it for?" Master Feng said in a cold voice.

"Chief Steward Feng, you don't have to worry about this." Zuo Yu said in a calm voice.

"Hmm?" Manager Feng was a little unhappy, but his facial expression changed. He waved his hand and took out another five pill. Then, he turned around and walked into the room, ignoring ___.

Zhu marijuana's mouth was wide open. Zuo Yu was also slightly stunned. That was it?

Outside the pharmacy, a middle-aged man was standing there casually. With his hands behind his back, his aura was natural. The man was dressed in ordinary dark colored clothes. With a gentle face and a faint smile, he gently shook his head. He walked towards the depths of the small path.

Zuo Yu left with his things.

Zhu marijuana's expression kept changing. Finally, it turned into ruthlessness. "Kid, I'll make you regret it."

Night.

Inside the room, Zuo Yu sat cross-legged in the medicinal bucket. The bucket was filled with precious medicinal herbs.

Not long after, Zuo Yu's face darkened. He gritted his teeth as he looked at the shadow of the little dragon on his arm. Without a doubt, all of the Spiritual Force he had absorbed had been absorbed by the little dragon. It could not be said that all of it had been absorbed. There was a weak trace of true qi that had replenished him, but was there a hundredth of it?

In another room, Qingqing was also in the medicinal bath. Her big eyes were tightly shut, and she had a serious expression on her face. The color of the medicinal liquid was quickly becoming fainter.

Zuo Yu swallowed a Bone Forging Pill. Before he could circulate his energy and digest it, he found that it was gone.

Zuo Yu swallowed another True Qi Pill and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Damn you." Zuo Yu was furious and somewhat hysterical.

The arm of the golden dragon swam around in satisfaction. It was an obvious provocation and mockery.

"Young master, what's wrong?" Qingqing heard the noise and quickly ran over, her face full of worry.

Zuo Yu raised his head. It was truly impossible to cover the entire spring garden. Two white rabbits stuck their heads out... He saw Qingqing running out like a hibiscus out of water, only wrapped in a thin layer of inner clothing. It was obvious that she did not care so much when she heard the noise during the medicinal bath. "Damn it." Zuo Yu stretched out his hand and covered the little dragon. This little dragon was especially lively at this moment. If he had saliva, he would have spilled it long ago. "Qingqing, go back. I'm fine."

Seeing that Zuo Yu was fine, Qingqing revealed a sweet smile, but then she cried out in surprise. Her face was as tender as fire, and she quickly ran back.