"You want to see Grandpa Du?"
Hearing Ye Feng's words, Li Yanzhi couldn't help but frown slightly.
Li Yanzhi's relationship with the ghost market owner is indeed unusual...
Upon hearing Li Yanzhi address the ghost market owner, Ye Feng smiled and nodded, "Yes, I do want to meet him and negotiate a deal with him, and exchange something with him for something I have."
Li Yanzhi hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said, "Then I'll help you contact Grandpa Du and see if he's willing to meet you. But it's not that I won't help you. Grandpa Du has a weird temper and he's hard to find, so it's not certain that we can make an appointment."
Ye Feng smiled and nodded, saying: "Just say that I want to exchange an alchemy furnace with him for something..."
The owner of the Ghost Market must be an ancient martial artist, and a famous master at that. Such a person is naturally not someone you can meet just by wanting to. If you want to persuade such a person, you must take out something that can move him.
The alchemy furnace obtained from the cave of Master Tianzhen is not as good as the one obtained from Li Yanzhi, but it is also a very rare and strange item, which should be enough to attract the attention of the owner of the ghost market.
Dan furnace...
Li Yanzhi looked at Ye Feng in confusion, then took out her cell phone and dialed a number.
After a brief exchange, Li Yanzhi smiled at Ye Feng and said, "You are very lucky. Grandpa Du agreed to meet you."
After saying that, Li Yanzhi gave a meeting address.
Ye Feng searched for the route and drove there using the navigation.
Ye Feng was not unfamiliar with the place where the ghost market owner lived. It was quite close to Savage Mountain. However, it was not a residential area, but a house built by himself.
"Good place!"
After speeding all the way and reaching the end of the navigation, Ye Feng couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
The place where the owner of the ghost market lives is a courtyard built on the mountainside. There are no ornamental plants such as bamboo and plum in front of the door, but practical walnut and persimmon trees.
In the early winter weather, the leaves of the trees have fallen, and the dark branches, like javelins, point straight to the sky.
There are still a few persimmons left on the persimmon tree. After being blown by wind and frost, each one is bright red and looks like little lanterns, so cute!
"Grandpa Du, I brought the person here..."
Li Yanzhi was not unfamiliar with this place. After jumping out of the car, she ran to the door, then reached out and pushed open the gate of the courtyard.
Ye Feng followed closely behind, and before he entered the yard, he heard the sound of chopping wood.
Following the sound, he saw a skinny old man with white hair and beard, wrapped in a cotton-padded jacket, squatting on a bench made of a log in the yard, holding a sharp axe, chopping firewood for the winter.
The old man looked very old, but his hands were surprisingly steady, and his strength was just right. With one blow of the axe, the firewood in front of him broke into two pieces.
Moreover, the broken surface of the firewood is extremely smooth, not like it was split with an axe, but rather like it was cut with an electric saw.
What is even more peculiar is that after the firewood broke into pieces, it did not fly to the sides due to inertia, but remained standing.
Even Ye Feng could not compare to this method of controlling strength to the perfection.
Heaven level!
Just by carefully sensing the aura emanating from the old man, Ye Feng's face showed a look of deep surprise.
Moreover, he could feel that the aura of a heavenly-level ancient warrior emanating from the old man was much stronger than that of Chai Fei. If he was not mistaken, the old man's cultivation should have reached the peak of the heavenly level.
Only one step away from becoming the legendary innate monster!
But even so, he is undoubtedly the strongest ancient warrior Ye Feng has ever met.
"Grandpa Du, why do you have such a problem with these woods every day? Didn't I tell you that if you want to keep warm in the winter, I will connect you to either charcoal or natural gas? Why are you so disobedient?"
Li Yanzhi felt much better when she saw the owner of the ghost market. She ran over and snatched the axe from his hand, saying something half blaming and half coquettishly.
"The old man is not chopping wood, he is practicing. Kung Fu does not allow for any laziness, just like a sword, even if it is not used, it must be wiped frequently to keep its sharp edge!"
Ye Feng smiled and shook his head, explaining for the old man.
"Hahaha, little girl, did you hear that? This is why I chop wood..." The ghost market owner laughed when he heard that, then turned around and glanced at Ye Feng, saying, "Are you the Ye Feng who cured Yanzhi's mother and conquered cancer?"
"Yes, it's me!" Ye Feng smiled and nodded.
These were things he did with his own ability, so there was nothing to be embarrassed about not admitting.
However, what puzzled him was that the owner of the Ghost Market was an ancient martial artist, but he didn't ask about his cultivation or the matter of the alchemy furnace, but instead asked about his achievements in medicine.
"Grandpa Du is also a doctor. He is very good at curing diseases and saving lives." Li Yanzhi explained with a smile.
This old man is actually practicing both medicine and martial arts like himself! Ye Feng's eyes lit up.
"I can only treat injuries and bruises. How can I be considered a doctor? At best, I am just a barefoot doctor. My medical skills are far inferior to his. Otherwise, I would not be helpless in curing your mother's illness."
The ghost market owner waved his hand with a smile, then looked at Ye Feng with some curiosity and said, "Actually, even if you didn't come to see me, I was going to meet you. I heard from the little girl Yanzhi that you used talismans to cure her mother's illness, and also refined a pill. Let me ask you, besides being a doctor, are you also an alchemist?"
“I guess so.”
Ye Feng hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
"What rank of alchemist?" The ghost market owner's eyes lit up and he asked immediately.
"No grade, no level..."
Ye Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head. He had only refined a few pills in total, so naturally he was not at the level of an alchemist.
However, according to what he discovered from the alchemist in Baishan, although he was not a pure alchemist, his success rate in refining pills and the medicinal properties of the pills he refined seemed to be much stronger than those of ordinary alchemists.
"oh… "
The ghost market owner was obviously disappointed with Ye Feng's answer. After saying this, he continued to say to Ye Feng: "I heard from Yanzhi that you are planning to trade an alchemy furnace with me. What is the deal?"
"I want to use an alchemy furnace to exchange for some spiritual medicines." Ye Feng replied in a deep voice: "I need evening primrose, Fritillaria thunbergii, and a pure yang fire lotus!"
"Pure Yang Fire Lotus?"
Every time Ye Feng mentioned a spiritual medicine, the ghost market owner's face became more and more strange. When he mentioned the last main medicine, the ghost market owner's face changed completely. He was surprised and said: "You actually plan to use the Pure Yang Fire Lotus as medicine to make pills. What grade of pills are you going to make?"
(End of this chapter)