Chapter 152 Are you from there too? "That injury is so severe, Yang...
“The injury was severe, and Yang Rishan was not good at treatment. Even with more strange food, the injury still caused Young Master Yang Ling’s cultivation to drop to the top of the Qingyou level.” Zhu Hui explained.
Ye Lu took a look and found that the cultivation level of Young Master Yang Ling was just as Zhu Hui said, only at the Qingyou level.
Ye Lu withdrew his gaze.
"So what do you want to say?" Ye Lu raised his eyebrows and asked Zhu Hui.
Zhu Hui smiled flatteringly and asked, "Do you have any more of those green pine nuts?"
"I know that Lord Chongshan left behind a few green pine nuts." Zhu Hui couldn't help but sigh when he said this. To be honest, he didn't want to try every means to get the food. He was a businessman, not a bandit. "I don't want to bother you all the time, but there's really nothing I can do about the young master's injury."
"Too special?"
"There is a very special fire poison in his Dantian. The fire poison attacked his heart. It was probably caused by the followers on the battlefield. It looked insignificant at the time, but when it really broke out, the fire poison entangled him and infected him deeply. It was only because Young Master Yang Ling's talent was strong enough to suppress the fire poison that he did not die on the spot."
"The priest of Qingshan Village said that if you want to treat it, you must use Qingyou-level Guishi. The higher the level, the better. It would be best if it is ice or water. If not, wood is also acceptable, but Young Master Yangling will have to suffer."
"When you talk about the strange food of the wood element, the first thing that comes to my mind is our Chongshan." When saying this, Zhu Hui smiled ingratiatingly at Ye Lu and the other two.
Hearing this, Ye Lu nodded in his heart. Zhu Hui was telling the truth, even if there were some falsehoods in some places, they were not big or small.
".....but......." Ye Lu did not directly refuse Zhu Hui, but looked at him with a half-smile, and then motioned Zhu Hui to look at the playful man and the ghost scholar next to him, and sighed and said: "Look at us, do you see? What's special?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Hui circled around the three of them a few more times.
After a moment, Zhu Hui retracted his gaze, his expression bleak: "Did you eat it all?"
Zhu Hui couldn't believe it when he spoke. He thought that given Lord Chongshan's suspicious nature, he would leave behind some green pine nuts and strange food as a backup.
"Otherwise, we grow strange food for the purpose of cultivation." Ye Lu answered as a matter of course.
Zhu Hui's expression became even more desolate. He muttered, "Ah... When we went to Yueling Mountain, the green pine nuts were also eaten. They were also eaten when we came to Chongshan. It turns out that I thought too much."
"You guys are better at growing strange plants? Ah, we merchants have never been so arrogant." His words were full of envy.
Zhu Hui felt extremely heartbroken. Did he really want to give away all the good things he had obtained?
Zhu Hui seemed to have seen countless strange beads growing wings and flying away.
Before Zhu Hui opened his mouth, another cold voice interrupted the conversation and said, "Is this He Cun Chongshan, the man you boasted about as having many geniuses and treasures, Chief Zhu Hui?"
"The merchants in Shizhu Village are really untrustworthy."
"The people of He Village are probably so self-important because of the few Qingyou-level strange plants on the mountain. They boasted nonsense, and you believed it." Yang Ling sneered and said sarcastically, "I didn't expect that the merchants of Shizhu Village, whose reputation is so bad that it is known to the world, could be deceived like this."
"What is this called?"
"If you spend all day hunting geese, you will end up getting your eyes pecked by a goose."
Upon hearing this, Leader Zhu Hui turned around subconsciously, and just in time to hear the mocking words, he couldn't help but frown.
"Young Master Yang Ling, it's alright that I have only some connection with you, but Lord Chongshan has never offended you. It's a bit harsh for you to say this now."
In fact, after Yang Ling finished speaking, he felt a little regretful in his heart. He was really impulsive just now, but if he was really asked to apologize, he couldn't bend down to apologize.
When Zhu Hui talked to him, he remained silent.
Ye Lu laughed: "If you say there is no money, then there is no money. I won't save you even if there is money." He is used to it.
Yang Ling choked: "...You!"
"What do you mean?" Ye Lu took advantage of the situation and said smoothly, "You look down on me so much? Why did I, Chongshan, come here with Chief Zhu Hui? Isn't this contradictory?"
"Young Master Yang Ling also says one thing and does another?"
Young Master Yang Ling was furious at being criticized, but he couldn't argue with Ye Lu, so he could only sulk in secret. However, the fire poison in his dantian was flaring up, and he couldn't get angry. Once he got angry, the pain intensified and he felt even more uncomfortable.
He immediately groaned in pain.
Yang Ling felt so much pain that he became furious. He became even more annoyed with Chongshan in front of him and was ready to attack him by using his strange power.
As Yang Ling's strange power started to work, pieces of golden light like fire flashed in his eyes, one after another, with patterns and like sunlight. His whole body was full of heat and was extremely hot.
Ye Lu's face turned cold, and he also used his strange power to look at Yang Ling coldly.
Ye Lu is no longer the penniless man he was when he first came here. At that time, he had no supernatural power and his talent was not awakened. Now his talent has awakened, his supernatural power has recovered well, and even his level has recovered by half. Ever since the ghost scholar was deified and exercised the authority of the "Son of Mount Tai", he has brought out three points of the dignity that only belongs to the "Son of God".
The Son of God of Mount Tai has a divine position.
Ye Lu's eyes turned cold, and his aura made people feel heavy.
"what you up to?"
In a field of vision that no one could see, as soon as Ye Lu finished speaking, a huge mountain range that towered into the clouds and stretched endlessly appeared behind him. One end of the mountain range reached the sky, and the other end seemed to be connected to the deep underworld.
Yang Ling paused, he looked up at Ye Lu, and saw many things in his field of vision that ordinary people could not see.
For example, the mountains behind Ye Lu. Just a glance at them made it seem as if the endless mountains, with the words of Lord Chongshan, were pressing heavily on his head, making it difficult for him to breathe and making the fire poison in his dantian even more painful.
Yang Ling was angry about the fire poison that prevented him from exerting even half of his usual strength. He was also frightened by the strange warrior in front of him whose strength was lower than his. He was hesitant in his heart. He felt an aura that was very familiar to his father in the mountain just now.
He had never felt this kind of aura on this continent before. This was the first time that he felt that familiar sense of oppression very clearly.
Yang Ling almost wanted to go back to Yangri Mountain immediately to offer sacrifices to his father and inquire about the origins of the Lord of Chongshan, but he had no other choice.
Yang Ling was pressed down by the phantom mountain, the strange power in his hands dissipated, and his expression became uncertain.
Zhu Hui was already getting anxious nearby. When he heard Ye Lu and Yang Ling quarreling, he tried to pull them apart several times but failed. Finally, he felt the two forces of fighting spirit coming from them, closed his eyes, and accepted his fate.
Um... didn't explode?
After a while, there was still no standard rumbling sound. Every time Young Master Yang Ling took action, it would cause quite a noise. When he looked up, he happened to see Young Master Yang Ling's constantly changing expression.
Zhu Hui couldn't help but wonder in his heart, when did this little ancestor become so good-tempered?
Just as Zhu Hui was wondering what had happened or whether this little ancestor had some other ideas, he had to persuade him. After all, he couldn't anger Lord Chongshan.
The Young Master Yang Ling was silent for a while, then asked: "Are you... from there too?"
"The person standing behind you is your father?" When saying this, a hint of doubt flashed in Young Master Yang Ling's eyes, like a curious child.
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