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Early the next morning.
Before dawn, Wei He set off on the road in a carriage. The wheels of the carriage were bumpy and swayed up and down.
Inside the compartment.
Wei He carefully checked all the preparations, equipment, props, medicines, and special anti-poisons that needed to be used.
Although Bai Yu Gong has the effect of preventing poison, it can only prescribe most of the poisons with weak medicinal effects.
For extremely powerful drugs, there is not much suppression effect.
In the final analysis, Bai Yugong is actually a practice process of continuously improving the resistance of several types of drugs.
This skill requires continuous consumption of some medicinal materials with different medicinal properties, so as to enhance the body's resistance to medicines.
However, this kind of enhancement is not unsolvable, as long as the effect of the medicine far exceeds that of taking the medicine for exercise, it can be solved. And it is also useless for some untrained categories.
'To put it bluntly, Bai Yugong actually uses modern biological drug resistance and adaptability to produce the so-called anti-drug effect, but it is just the strong physique of the warrior, which extremes this drug resistance.
But correspondingly, while obtaining this anti-toxicity, the same kind of therapeutic drugs will also lose their effect, which can be said to have advantages and disadvantages. '
Wei He sat in the carriage, listening to the snorting of horses constantly seeping in from outside, his mood gradually settled down.
? From Xuanjing City to Zhongling Mountain Villa, there is some distance in the middle, and the Tianyinmen is also passed on the way, which is farther than the distance from Tianyinmen.
Wei He drove halfway, just after passing Tianyin Gate, he saw the number of horses and vehicles gradually increasing.
It seems that they are all going with him, heading in the direction of Zhongling Mountain Villa.
Along the way, I encountered more and more traffic.
When the carriages and horses rested halfway, Wei He and the coachman went to a tea stall on the side of the road to drink tea and rest.
The folk customs in Taizhou are tough, and the tea stalls are actually opened on the side of the road.
The boss is an old man who is blind in one eye. With a cane, there are several young men in service under his hand.
Looking at the appearance, you can tell that it is a senior who has retired from the world, so it is not easy to mess with.
A few long wooden boards were set up, and a pile of dry branches and leaves were thrown on it, and it became a so-called tea stand.
On the stall, there were a dozen sets of tables and chairs, sparsely filled with people.
The weather was gloomy and hot, Wei He found a fairly clean set of tables and chairs and sat down.
There was a table next to him, and there were three shirtless men in sackcloth, each with short hair, a muscular figure, and thick calluses on the backs of their hands. They looked like they were practicing boxing.
The three of them were eating refreshments and drinking freshly made green tea in one mouthful, talking about Zhongling Villa.
" If you want to talk about martial arts competitions and recruiting relatives, didn't you also say that as long as you can win, you can enter. If I can win, can I also marry that Wan Qingqing?"
"I told you all, this kind of competition to recruit relatives, dare to do it so openly, with your three-legged cat skill, you can throw it down in less than a round!"
"Bullshit! I have practiced hard for thirteen years, so I am afraid that a mere little girl will fail!?"
"Then you can try it. If you are lucky, you will become the chief man of Tianyinmen's inner courtyard. If you go out in the future, you will be majestic and domineering in Xuanjing City."
"That's right, maybe, those people who went up beat up the little lady one by one, and it happened to be your turn to go up. If you're lucky, you can win if you aim at her with a weak leg!"
The two sang and joked about the other man while bragging.
?The man was so blocked that his face was flushed and he kept retorting. In fact, he also knew that he was definitely not the material, but you can't lose if you lose, and you can't lose if you speak well.
Wei He withdrew his attention and asked the man to deliver a cup of tea and refreshments to the coachman.
The coachman Lao Li is an old man who has been working in Tianyinguan for many years. He has good outer court kung fu. Because he is old and has no hope of breaking through, he has also learned leg skills and rough hard skills. Still have some strength.
Wei He asked him to sit down and eat together, but Lao Li stubbornly refused to come, saying that he had to take care of the horses and carriages so that they would not be stolen.
Wei He also let it go.
After sitting for a while, the waiter fed the horses some fodder and drank some water, Wei He was about to get up and leave.
Suddenly galloping on the road from far to near, several healthy horses came galloping.
This horse is different from ordinary horses. It is fat and strong, and its coat is shiny. The most important thing is that the four hooves of these horses are actually cat-like claws.
There are fleshy pads on the paws, and the light and quiet sound when running, even faintly smells like a predator.
The rider alsoBoth are second-blood warriors, and it is obvious that the two women have good family backgrounds.
However, it is better if there are many people, it is more convenient to do things this way. Wei He had a plan in mind.
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Zhongling Villa.
Early in the morning, not far from the arena set up by the villa, there is a small building on the mountain.
On the main seat in the building, Wan Ling, the head of the Wanqing Academy, was sitting upright in a light gauze dress.
On her right side, sitting side by side was a middle-aged man with an elegant appearance and a literati-like temperament.
The man was dressed in a black robe, with fluttering sleeves, and a small black beard on his chin, palm-length, hanging down to his chest. Although the robe on his body was loose, it still couldn't conceal his unusually strong upper body muscles.
The temperament of a warrior and a literati are subtly combined in this person, making it unforgettable at first sight.
This person is Zhou Shun, one of the deputy masters of Tianyinmen.
In addition to the two of them, Xiao Qingyu, one of the nine sons of Tianyin, the head of Zhenglinyuan, also sat beside Wan Ling.
Both of them are women from Tianyin Jiuzi, and they have a relatively close relationship. This time, Wan Ling called her to help out.
In the small building, there is also the representative of Zhongling Villa, the chief steward, Uncle Liu, an ordinary old man who looks like an old farmer.
Although it looks ordinary, there are several three-blood warriors around him who are willing to serve as foils to show his status.
Apart from the four important figures, there were quite a few other people sitting in the lower row, including Wan Qingqing, Zhou Yugui and others.
In the small building, on a large chandelier at the top, hundreds of candles illuminate together, dispelling all the darkness in the entire lobby.
"Thank you, Vice Sect Leader Zhou, for coming to the Linyuan Academy, Xiao Yuanshou, to help host the little girl's martial arts competition." Wan Ling, the head of the Wanqing Academy, stood up and nodded slightly to the two people of the same level.
"The head of Wan Yuan is being polite." Zhou Shun said with a smile.
"Xiao Ling, you and I still see each other like this? I also watched Qingqing grow up, who will come if I don't come?" Xiao Qingyu's tone became more familiar.
Wan Ling looked at this good sister gratefully. She didn't have many friends in Tianyinmen, but Xiao Qingyu was the only one who supported her all the time.
This time Qingqing was able to win this opportunity to be the master, and it was also the support of the head of the Xiao Qingyu Academy that made the current situation possible.
Xiao Qingyu is over fifty years old, but his face is still radiant. There is no wrinkle or patch in his appearance. Apart from being a little rich, this plain-looking best friend has given Wan Ling too much support.
Returning to his senses, Wan Ling clapped his hands.
"Since everyone is here, let me tell you that there are some things that need to be prepared in advance when the little girl invites her relatives."
Her beautiful eyes swept over everyone present, and her eyes fell on many young warriors present.
"Because there are many participants, but there is only one little girl. Therefore, it is necessary to introduce three screeners here, so as to block most of the people who are far from enough. So as not to waste the little girl's physical strength, and the final result will be unfair." (Remember Website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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