Chapter 545: Daoists, please stay!

Wancaomen, located in the suburbs of Dongdu.

This place is in sharp contrast with the prosperity of the eastern capital.

In front of Wancaomen, the whole area is full of primitive green vegetation. Only through this piece of green can you really come to the door of Ten Thousand Grass Gate.

Wancaomen is located in a large valley surrounded by mountains and there are many ancient buildings.

It is said that precious herbs can be found everywhere in Wancaomen, most of which are artificially planted, and a few are grown naturally.

A large part of China's herb market is supported by the output of Wancaomen.

"The environment of this sect is somewhat similar to the sect of our time." After getting out of the car, Lin Batian raised his head and looked at the stone stele inscribed with the words'ten thousand grass gate'.

"Indeed, there are very few such sects now." Fang Yu said.

"Wan Cao Men covers an area of ​​fifteen square kilometers, and all kinds of precious herbs can be seen everywhere." Qin Lang introduced.

"When was this sect founded?" Lin Batian asked.

"The Wancaomen has a long history. It has been built for at least a thousand years," Qin Lang said.

"It's only a thousand years," Lin Batian said in surprise, "I thought it was at least two thousand years."

It is not the first time Fang Yu has heard of Wancaomen.

When he was cultivating Xia Xiuzhi back then, he had considered sending Xia Xiuzhi into this medicinal sect.

But afterwards, Fang Yu felt that Xia Xiuzhi's talent was too strong, and entering the sect might slow his progress. Therefore, Fang Yu gave Xia Xiu one of the Medicine King Scriptures and let him learn by himself.

In just thirty years, Xia Xiuzhi had enlightened the King of Medicine and grew into China's most well-known medicine god, saving countless lives.

Now, looking at the stele of Ten Thousand Grass Gate, Fang Yu thought of this stubborn pharmacy genius with a passionate heart.

In Fang Yu's memory, Xia Xiuzhi's image is still a little boy with a runny nose.

For Fang Yu, the time span of more than seventy years was too fast for Fang Yu to remember how old Xia Xiu was.

"Xiao Xia has been away for almost half a year," Fang Yu said with emotion.

Under the door of Wancaomen, there are many cars parked, and obviously there are not a few people who come to the alchemy meeting today.

"Mr. Fang, Mr. Lin, let's go up." Qin Lang said.

Fang Yu nodded.

The three of them walked up the stairs, passed the stele of Wancaomen, and walked into the range of Wancaomen.

Standing at the top of the stairs, you can see the whole picture of Wancaomen.

On both sides are rolling green mountains, and the scenery in front is obscured by a faint white mist.

Bursts of fresh medicinal fragrance pounced on the face.

This is a natural smell, you don't need to smell it deliberately.

It is not difficult to see from the fragrance of these medicines that the Ten Thousand Grass Gate is well-deserved!

The number of herbs growing in this valley is definitely not small.

"Mr. Fang, if you have medicinal herbs in need, you can also pick some back here. I have a picking certificate for Wancaomen." Qin Lang said.

"Well, let's take a look first." Fang Yu said.

Walking through a path, there is a square in front of you.

In the square, a large group of people lined up into several teams, waiting for the inspection ahead.

You must hold an invitation letter to walk into Shimen and participate in today's alchemy conference.

More than a dozen Wancaomen disciples wearing uniform blue robes are in charge of checking the invitation letter.

Fang Yu and Lin Batian followed behind Qin Lang, and also behind the team.

There are at least a hundred people standing on the square. Considering that many people have already entered, and some have not yet arrived, there will be no fewer than five hundred people who come to participate in the alchemy conference today.

Except for a small number of mortals, most of this group of people are martial artists with cultivation bases, and the majority are above the grandmaster level.

The people present are all decent figures and rarely participate in such things as queuing.

But now, everyone is well-behaved, and no one dares to go beyond the rules of ten thousand grass gates.

The position of Wancaomen in the Eastern Capital is quite detached, even above the major martial arts families and sects.

This is not because of the strength of Wancaomen, but because they are the largest supplier of herbs in the Eastern Capital.

Herbs are necessary for martial arts families and sects.

Offending the door of all grasses is equivalent to cutting off the supply of herbs. If you go to other places to buy, you have to spend several times the price, and the loss is huge.

Therefore, no force wants to offend all grass gates.

Lin Batian looked around, looking at everything with curiosity, like a hillbilly who had never seen the world, without the appearance of a fairy.

"What are you looking at?" Fang Yu couldn't help asking.

"I want to see if there are any beautiful girls." Lin Batian said with a smile.

"Then did you see it?" Fang Yu asked.

"Not yet." Lin Batian shook his head disappointedly, and said critically, "What's going on in this era? Why are there so many beauties? I wanted to say when I went out with you yesterday...Huh? "

Before Lin Batian finished speaking, he suddenly looked back in a direction, his eyes brightened.

"I took back what I said earlier, there are still beautiful women, just need to look for it carefully." Lin Batian stared straight at the rear.

Seeing Lin Batian's appearance, Fang Yu frowned slightly and followed his gaze.

I saw two girls walking to the square together.

One of the girls was about twenty years old, with her skin surpassing snow, her black eyes dotted on her pure and beautiful face like stars.

She walked very lightly, and the green shirt on her body moved slightly.

Paired with the scenery behind her, the girl is like a fairy walking out of the canvas, with outstanding temperament and eye-catching.

In addition to Lin Batian, the eyes of many men present also turned to this girl.

"This girl is so beautiful. Looking at the clothes she is wearing, she seems to be a disciple of Ten Thousand Grass Gate?" someone exclaimed in a low voice.

"Don't you know her? This is the designated descendant of Wancaomen, Yang Chuyu." The person next to him said.

"She is the fairy medicine in the legend?" the man asked in surprise.

"No, Fairy Yao is her master." The person next to her replied.

"What do you think?" Lin Batian touched Fang Yu with his shoulder and asked with a smile.

Fang Yu didn't talk.

Lin Batian didn't hide his words or his sight, and was quite direct.

Yang Chuyu noticed Lin Batian's gaze, and a pair of willow leaf eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Senior Sister Yang Yang, those two men are so unqualified, do you want me to go up and scold him for you!?" The younger sister on the side said with an angry expression.

"No, forget it, Master is still waiting for us, let's go in first." Yang Chuyu whispered ~www.readwn.com~ Yang Chuyu took her younger sister and walked lightly to the front Shimen.

"Hello fellow Taoist, can you stay?"

Just as they passed Fang Yu's team, Lin Batian suddenly spoke and called them.

Yang Chuyu stopped, turned around, and looked at Lin Batian.

"Hello, what can I do for you?" Yang Chuyu asked politely.

"My friend thinks that you are very kind and want to get to know you. More than you are willing?" Lin Batian said, looking at Fang Yu on the side.

Yang Chuyu looked at Fang Yu and smiled and said, "You are all the guests of Wancaomen. Of course, Chuyu would like to meet him."

The younger sister who stood beside Yang Chuyu looked at Fang Yu with a bad look.

There are many people who secretly watch the senior sister.

But those two guys who dared to strike up a conversation directly!

"My name is Lin Batian, and his name is Fang Yu. I don't know your full name, Fellow Daoist..." Lin Batian asked.

"My name is Yang Chuyu, and I am a disciple of the Medicine Dao of Wancaomen." Yang Chuyu replied.

"Good name." Lin Batian nodded, "My friend..."

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Fang, I still have things to deal with at the moment, can I wait for my spare time to meet with you..." Yang Chuyu said.

"Of course, you can go ahead and talk to you later." Lin Batian grinned.

Yang Chuyu bowed his head slightly, bowed, and then took the younger sister who was flushed to the side and walked to the front stone gate.

"Senior Sister, why don't you let me scold them!" After walking out for a while, the junior sister said angrily.

"Junior Sister Ke'er, you have to change your coquettish character. These two guests didn't do anything extraordinary, why do you want to scold them?" Yang Chuyu looked at Ke'er and frowned.