Wang Lun used to be a scholar, a master of literary and military strategy, very powerful.
I heard that in private, Wang Lun and several inner disciples were mixed together.
Therefore, among the disciples of Dalin Temple, Wang Lun is a very powerful figure.
Even in the medicine refining hall, in the eyes of many senior officials, Wang Lun is an individual talent.
Wang Lun is very good at digging talents.
In Wang Lun's view, Huang Siye is a talent.
If it weren't for this, Huang Siye wouldn't be so fast, and he would be very open in the seventh mountain.
But Siye Huang knew very well that the person Wang Lun really admired was Huang Fei!
Huang Fei has nothing to do except hooking up with women.
Fourth Master Huang didn't know why Wang Lun would appreciate Huang Fei so much.
But this is not important!
The important thing is that as long as Huang Fei goes to ask Wang Lun.
Then Wang Lun will definitely help!
Huang's uncle and nephew only waited a moment.
A middle-aged scribe, with a white robe, stepped forward.
"ALFY, what is going on?"
Sitting on the throne, the white-clothed scribe frowned, a little distressed and angry.
"Big brother, they are all called Xiao Jiu, he..."
Huang Fei's expression was excited, his mouth was rushing, adding fuel and vinegar.
Upon hearing this, the white-robed scribe suddenly became angry: "It is simply outrageous, my disciple of the seventh mountain, when is it the turn of the disciple of the eighth mountain to come and arrogant?"
boom!
The middle-aged scribe slapped it in the void, and the earth instantly cracked.
The martial arts is so high that it makes people scream!
Seeing that this scene was Huang's nephew, he was suddenly excited.
"Come on, order three hundred soldiers, and notify the Eighth Mountain Hall Master to cooperate and capture that Xiao Jiu back to this seat!"
The celebrity in white roared.
Boom!
As soon as the voice fell, a group of soldiers immediately carried their broadswords, murderously, ready to set off.
"Brother, it's not that simple. Xiao Jiu and the eighth hall master Xuan San are brothers."
Seeing that things were going to make a big mess, Huang Fei said quickly: "Furthermore, Senior Brother Xiao Yan also knows that kid.
This…
Upon hearing Xiao Yan's name, the white-clothed scribe's brows frowned.
If it's just Brother Xuan, the scribes in white are not afraid.
Brother Xuan is just the new hall master, very low in the ranking of the hall masters of Mount 72.
But the scribes in white are different.
The scholar in white has been sitting on the Seventh Mountain for twenty years.
After 20 years of painstaking efforts, the white-clothed scribes not only have high martial arts, but also have great influence and strong connections.
Among the seventy-two hall masters ranking, the ranking of the white scribes is the top ten!
Whether it is martial arts, connections, influence, or culinary skills, the scribes in white have absolute confidence.
can!
If this matter involves Xiao Yan, it will be difficult to handle.
"Brother, as long as you can help me, no matter what the price, I am willing!"
Seeing the white-clothed scribe hesitated, Huang Fei clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
In fact, since Huang Fei stepped into the Seventh Mountain, he knew why the white-robed scribes admired him so much.
That was a very difficult reason to make Huang Fei speechless.
However, this is only Huang Fei's guess, not sure.
but!
Now, Huang Fei has to take a gamble.
"ALFY, are you really willing to do anything?"
Hearing this, the scribe in white, his eyes lit up.
"Yes." Huang Fei nodded.
"Good." The white scribe nodded.
"Except for Huang Fei, all withdraw!" The white-robed scribe shouted loudly.
Hearing this, Huang Siye was stunned for a moment, a little stunned, but he still stepped back.
Those warriors, with weird eyes, looked at Huang Fei with some pity before leaving.
"Your tears, weak and wounded, pale moon crooked, hooked into the past..."
"The night is so long that it condenses into wounds..."
"Chrysanthemum... Flowers, incomplete... The ground is wounded, your shadow has turned yellow..."
Before Huang Siye left the hall, he heard Huang Siye pull out his mobile phone and began to play this classic song.
puff!
Huang Siye had a black line on his face, as if he understood something.
boom!
However, the next moment, the main hall door closed.
Half an hour later, Huang Fei disheveled his head, limped on a cane, and walked out of the hall.
"A Fei, what's the situation with you...?" Huang Siye inhaled, his tone trembling.
terrible!
Although there had been speculations, what Huang Siye didn't expect was that the white-robed scribes were so ruthless.
"Uncle, don't say it, the eldest brother has already agreed to take the shot." Huang Fei said with a loss of energy and energy.
Although he got the goal, Huang Fei did not expect that the price he paid would be so huge.
terrible!
Huang Fei burst into tears at the thought of just half an hour, and suddenly wanted to cry.
However, this is Huang Fei's own choice, and he does not regret it.
It's just that Huang Fei didn't even dream of it. The hobbies of the scribes in white clothes are somewhat special.
This is a nightmare!
A nightmare that Huang Fei would feel shameful all his life.
However, Huang Fei understood that starting from today, his status in the Seventh Hall will be very high.
Below one person, above three thousand people!
"Uncle, from today, I will be the deputy hall master!" Huang Fei said blankly.
"This... so cool?" Huang Siye was excited after hearing this.
however!
When Fourth Master Huang discovered that Huang Fei's legs were bleeding.
When Huang Siye recalled the song he heard just now, his whole body was shocked, and his eyes were panicked.
"A Fei, are you... really blown up?" Huang Siye said with a trembling voice.
"Uncle, you have to be mentally prepared, you are the only one missing among the four chefs," Huang Fei said suddenly.
Boom!
When the voice fell, the face of Huang Siye paled in shock, and he fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth.
…
The eighth mountain, green vegetable garden.
Three brothers Deng Jiuling, Little Fatty, Ruda and Xuan set the table again and had a drink.
"Brother Lu, I'm sorry just now, I... I don't know, your relationship with the boss."
Scratching the back of his head, the little fat man was a little embarrassed.
"It's okay, you don't know each other if you don't fight, haha." Ruda held the glass, disapproving.
"The boss once said that among the four brothers, there is also Xiao Yan. I still don't believe it, but I didn't expect it to be true." Brother Xuan said with a smile.
"Neither did I expect that the bastard Huang Fei would actually want me to confront the boss. Damn."
The little fat man was a little depressed while drinking.
However, the little fat man was still very excited to meet Deng Jiuling in the Dalin Temple.
In the medicine refining hall, no one dared to provoke the little fat man because of the relationship between the old man.
Even the handymen in the seventh mountain, although secretly taunting the little fat man.
But when the little fat guy came, they weren't wagging their tails and knelt and licked constantly.
No matter where he goes, he will be flattened by people, making the little fat man very upset.
Nima, don't even have a friend, can this be cool
As for the other hills...
Yao Lao knew that little fat man had a tendon in his head and was easy to be deceived.
Therefore, Yao Lao strictly forbids the little fat man to go to other hills.
As a result, the little fat man became more and more depressed, and he was about to feel pain in his free time.
but…
After meeting Deng Jiuling today, the little fat man suddenly understood that his spring was here.
When he saw Deng Jiuling on the battleship from Beiming to the Western Regions, the little fat man had a good impression of Deng Jiuling.
After the Battle of Shengxiangu, Deng Jiuling and Little Fatty officially became brothers.
Although the little fat man seems stupid, he is not stupid at all, just a little simple and easy to believe in people.
The little fat man had a hunch, as long as he followed Deng Jiuling, he must be right.
"My four brothers are working together. It's not difficult to get ahead in Dalin Temple in the future." Third Brother Xuan was a little excited.
There is the relationship between the little fat man, the wisdom and connections of the third brother Xuan, and the martial arts of Deng Jiuling.
Brother Xuan has absolute self-confidence, and he has done a brilliant career to transfer to Dalin Temple with admiration.
However, Ruda drank dull wine, and said depressed: "It's a pity that my pubic area is locked, and I have a waste material. I will drag everyone back."
Three years ago, Ruda was the first arrogant, majestic and fearsome.
But because of revenge for the young lady, Ruda offended people, was beaten to death by a mysterious person, and fell into a loss of cultivation.
In the past three years, Ruda has turned rottenness into rottenness and used wine to relieve his sorrow.
Now that he has bowed to three great brothers, Ruda is happy, but also a little worried.
Although everyone's status is similar today.
But Ruda understands that it won't be long before the three brothers will rise.
Over time, the gap between Ruda and his brothers will grow wider.
Such a result naturally made Ruda very depressed.
"Fatty, you happened to be here. In Ruda's dantian, I was wrapped in a special kind of flame. I need some medicinal materials."
They were all his own brothers, and Deng Jiuling didn't talk nonsense, and directly gave Luda a list of the medicinal materials he needed.
"Brother, I... really saved?" Ruda was stunned when he heard that.
Although very early, Deng Jiuling once said that he is sure to treat Ruda.
But as time went by, Ruda felt more and more that this might be a comforting word.
But today...
I'm Cao, is this true
When these words came out, Brother Xuan and Little Fatty were also shocked.
"Boss, you... know how to refine medicine?" Third Brother Xuan said with a trembling voice.
"Yes, there is a problem?" Deng Jiuling said with a smile.
hiss!
When the voice fell, Brother Xuan and Little Fatty couldn't help but breathe in air-conditioning.
"Boss, are you kidding me?" Little Fatty asked tentatively.
"Nonsense." Deng Jiuling said angrily.
"Awesome, until now, I have only been apprentice to a pharmacist." The little fat man was a little stunned.
In fact, the talent of the little fat man, especially in refining medicine, has a very high talent.
If it weren't for this, it would be impossible for Yao Lao to be such a picky elder.
On weekdays, the little fat man seemed to be careless and didn't care about anything.
But in fact, the little fat man was still very confused about his level of medicine refining.
can!
Today, the little fat man realized that Deng Jiuling was better than himself in martial arts or refining medicine.
"Stop talking nonsense, are you sure you can get these medicinal materials?" Deng Jiuling said angrily.
"I'm also an elder disciple anyhow, what kind of medicinal materials can't be obtained? Uh..."
The little fat man was about to pretend, but after reading the list of medicinal materials, he was dumbfounded.
"Why, there is a problem?" Deng Jiuling frowned, and his heart sank.
In fact, a large part of these medicinal materials has nothing to do with Ruda's condition.
It's the material needed for refining Ban Step Pill!