One and a half months later, Wanchaocheng.

Wanchao City is the capital of Jin State. The walls are fifteen meters high and stretch for dozens of miles long. The city can accommodate a population of five million. It is said that the Jin State court used 300,000 people and took a full five years to build this majestic city.

From a distance, Wanchao City is like an ancient giant beast entrenched on the ground, exuding a majestic and vast aura. In front of such a giant, anyone can feel a strong sense of oppression, which makes them feel awe.

This is the majesty of the Jin Dynasty.

"What a heroic pass, it is probably difficult for millions of soldiers to break through." Standing under the high city wall, Zhou Fang took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and a look of determination appeared in his eyes.

However, this expression flashed and Zhou Fang transformed into a very ordinary scholar, mixed in the long queue of entering the city, and slowly followed the crowd into the city.

Instead of setting up in the exquisite and gorgeous inn, he chose a remote and quiet inn.

On the way to Wanchao City, he met many physical trainees who also rushed over. Most of them were dressed in bright clothes and angry horses, and were full of energy. They surrounded dozens of followers and family generals, and the group looked majestic and very ostentatious.

However, Zhou Fang knew very well that this kind of action would be harmful but not beneficial, because the struggle over the Immortal Sect election had quietly begun, and high-profile actions would only bring disaster to himself. Liu Yiren and Hua Zhang were the lessons learned from the past.

The reason why he dressed up as a scholar was because the court held a tribute this year. Thousands of students from all over the country flocked to Wanchao City from all directions. People dressed up by scholars could be seen everywhere in the city. No one would deliberately care about ordinary "scholars" like Zhou Fang, and he would not have thought that he was actually a master of the seventh level of body refining.

After settling down, Zhou Fang left the inn and wandered around the city.

As the capital of the Jin Dynasty, Wanchao City is ten times more prosperous than Chang'an City. There are many restaurants and inns, and there are a wide range of shops and goods. You can hear the shouts of friends everywhere. Even the girls in the tram are striving to attract customers in broad daylight.

After walking for a long time, Zhou Fang's eyes suddenly lit up and he walked into a shop.

This is a small elixir shop. The container is filled with porcelain bottles of various sizes. Only one of the guys dozed off at the counter. When he heard the sound, he immediately stood up, glanced at Zhou Fang, and greeted enthusiastically: "Call the guest is here to buy Qingxin Pills?"

"Qingxin Pill?" Zhou Fang was stunned.

The guy smiled and said, "The guest official's outfit should be a student who went to Beijing to take the exam, right? You have come to the right place! The secret Qingxin pills in our store can nourish qi and nourish blood, calm the mind, and the effect is better than sandalwood. Just take a Qingxin pill from our store, so you can be the top scorer in Enke."

This guy is very eloquent, and he talks endlessly. Unfortunately, Zhou Fang had no interest in "Qingxin Pills". He waved his hand and said, "My man, I don't buy Qingxin Pills, but I want to ask you to identify a few bottles of elixirs."

After saying that, he took out three pill bottles and delivered them to the client.

After getting three bottles of elixirs from Huazhang, Zhou Fang had never taken them. One reason was that his body was full of energy and there was no need to take them. The other reason was that the origin of this elixir was unknown and he did not dare to take them easily. Today, he happened to see a elixir shop, so Zhou Fang simply came in and took a look and asked those who knew how to identify them.

The guy opened the porcelain bottle and just sniffed it, his face changed immediately. He looked around with a vigilant look, then quietly made a gesture of invitation, and whispered: "Customer, this is not a place to speak, please follow me to the backyard."

Zhou Fang's heart moved, but his face remained silent, and followed the guy into the backyard.

On the stone table in the backyard garden, an old man with white hair and beard was fiddling with a lot of medicinal herbs. He looked sad and sighed constantly.

The guy walked to the old man and said a few words. The old man's eyes lit up. After waving his friend back, he walked to Zhou Fang and said, "I am the shopkeeper of this elixir shop. Is this young master trying to identify the elixir?"

"Not bad, these bottles of pills!" Zhou Fang nodded.

The old shopkeeper's white beard shook twice, carefully took out a pill, looked carefully for a while, sniffed a few more times, and murmured: "It turns out that there is some kind of essence and blood added to it, no wonder Lao Chen can't refine it."

Seeing the old shopkeeper's strange behavior, Zhou Fang felt strange in his heart, but he didn't say anything.

The old shopkeeper put the pills back and pondered for a moment, as if he was measuring something. After a while, he suddenly asked: "These two bottles of pills are both good Qi Gathering Pills, but they are of no use to ordinary people. This young master, I am willing to buy these two bottles of pills for a good price. I wonder if you can give up your love?"

"Sorry, I don't plan to sell these two bottles of pills!" Zhou Fang refused decisively without thinking. After hearing the old shopkeeper's words, he understood that the Qi Gathering Pill was a pill taken by the body refiner.

The old shopkeeper continued to ask unwillingly: "This young man, I can produce very high..."

Bang!

At this moment, a deafening sound suddenly came from the front yard, and a big hole was broken into the door panel. The guy's body flew backwards from it just now, and fell heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

A middle-aged man with a fat face walked in and shouted fiercely: "Old man, seven days have come. What about the Qi Gathering Pill that Lord Shangshu wants? Humph, if you can't take it out, I will tear down your small pill shop today!"

Behind him were more than a dozen strong men with big waists, staring at the backyard with fierce eyes.

The old shopkeeper's eyebrows frowned into an inverted horoscope and said with a bitter face: "Butler Zhao, don't say seven days, even seventy days and seven hundred days, I can't refine the Qi Gathering Pill. I advise you instead of wasting time here, you might as well go to a few more elixir shops."

When the middle-aged man named Mr. Zhao heard this, a strong sense of resentment immediately appeared on his face and said angrily: "Old guy, don't talk nonsense. Who doesn't know that you have the highest level of alchemy in Wanchao City? If you can't refine it, who can refine it? You are so brave. You dare to push the things that the Shangshu Mansion ordered? It seems that I won't give you a little color today, and you don't know how to write the word "death"!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he lifted his two fists as big as a bowl and was about to greet the old shopkeeper.

Zhou took a step forward and was about to stop the other party, but before he could make any move, the housekeeper Zhao suddenly stopped, staring at the two bottles of pills on the stone table, and asked, "What is this?"

"This is..." The old shopkeeper was speechless and looked at Zhou Fang in embarrassment.

Butler Zhao looked at the old shopkeeper suspiciously, opened the bottle plug without saying a word and sniffed it. He immediately showed an ecstasy expression on his face. He slapped his thigh and said, "Old guy, there is obviously a good Qi Gathering Pill here, but you dare to lie to me? Why do you think the money given by the uncle is too little?"

While scolding the old shopkeeper, he grabbed the pill bottle and stuffed it into his arms.

"Slow down! If you want my things, do you have to ask about the next one first?" Zhou Fang frowned and said unhappily.

Butler Zhao was stunned, turned around and looked up and down for Zhou Fang, then sneered and said, "What did you say, a poor scholar? These two bottles of Qi Gathering Pills belong to you? I said to scholar, are you stupid to study? Can you have such Qi Gathering Pills?"

"Why can't there be one?" Zhou Fang suddenly asked back.

Seeing that Zhou Fang dared to chatter, Butler Zhao immediately felt an inexplicable anger in his heart. He put down the bottle and walked to Zhou Fang, pointed at his nose and threatened: "Boy, I don't care who you are, get out of here immediately! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

"What if I don't get out?" Zhou Fang shrugged, looking indifferent.

Housekeeper Zhao was completely angry, took two steps back, waved his hand and said, "Okay! OK! OK! Since you are ignorant, don't blame me for being ruthless! Come on, let him know what it means to get out!"

The dozen or so big men behind him immediately surrounded him when they heard the sound, and wanted to catch Zhou Fang without saying a word and prepare to press him to the ground.

Seeing this scene, the old shopkeeper was already trembling with fear and quickly retreated.

"Get out and see!"

Zhou Fang raised it and kicked the big man in the chest in the front. The big man's body suddenly flew backwards like a cannonball. After knocking five or six big men in the air, he fell to the ground.

Five or six big men who were knocked away by him were also lying on the ground in a swaying manner, moaning loudly in pain.

The remaining seven or eight big men were stunned. No one dared to step forward rashly for a moment. No one expected that the gentle scholar in front of them would have such great strength.

Butler Zhao's face changed, he looked at Zhou Fang again, and said, "I really didn't realize that you are a poor scholar. However, with this skill, you would be too ignorant to be arrogant in front of me! Today, I will let you, a frog in the well, take a good look at what is the real martial arts!"

After saying that, he took a step forward, and his body immediately shot out like an arrow from the string, and punched Zhou Fang, which was many times faster than those big men just now.

At the same time, a powerful energy surged out of his body and gathered on his fist, and he actually wanted to kill Zhou Fang.

"It turns out to be a physical trainer!" Zhou Fang frowned slightly, and suddenly turned sideways, and then passed this move.

Mr. Zhao lost his shot, just thinking that the opponent was lucky and did not realize that the opponent was a master. He rushed over again. This time, he turned his fist into claws, and his ten fingers were like silver hooks, and he grabbed Zhou Fang's throat hard.

As long as he is caught, the scholar will surely die. When he thinks of this, Butler Zhao can't help but feel proud.

"Get out and see it!"

After a roar like a bell, everything in front of Butler Zhao's eyes immediately became blurred. He flew four or five feet in the air like a fog, before hitting the wall with a "bang".
Chapter completed!