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Phoenix Garden got its name because of the sea of trees and flowers planted in the shape of a phoenix.
But in essence, this place used to be a back garden secretly arranged by a wealthy businessman.
But a mere wealthy businessman dared to name his garden after a dragon and a phoenix, so the wealthy businessman was convicted after being exposed, and his family property was confiscated.
Phoenix Garden was confiscated from then on, and now it has become a recognized public garden city in Qingchuan.
In the depths of Phoenix Garden, on both sides of the streets covered with petals, there are a large number of residential buildings of various styles.
Many people here come to live in seclusion, and there are also many people who open characteristic inns.
With rewards for poems and songs, wine and food tasting activities held from time to time, this is the best flower viewing and leisure place in Qingchuan.
Ping's residence is a small inn in Phoenix Garden.
The proprietress here, Chang Yuqing, was born in a spiritual noble family, and she was frowning at this time and gently licking the wound on her finger.
"Miss, why are you so careless again? How many times is this this year? If you don't pay attention to it, you will hurt yourself again. If the master sees it, it will be so distressing!"
The personal maid Xiao Yao kept nagging with a bitter face.
"It's okay, it will be fine soon, soon." Chang Yuqing said softly.
"What do you mean it will get better soon!? You forgot last time!?" Xiao Yao looked angry, as if to blame her for not cherishing her body so much.
"I'm really fine, don't worry." Chang Yuqing gently touched the back of Xiao Yao's hand, a soft smile appeared on his delicate face.
She was born noble, but because of her frailty and sickness, her father placed her here for cultivation, just because the environment here in Phoenix Garden is better for her body.
If it weren't for this, my father would never be willing to let her stay in this small Qingchuan Mansion for so long.
Just as he was about to continue comforting Xiao Yao, there was a light knock on the door outside.
"Excuse me, is anyone here? Are you still doing business?"
"Here we come." Xiao Yao hurriedly ran out to respond.
Looking at her hurried back, Chang Yuqing smiled softly, a little helpless, but still more warm.
At this time outside the gate of the inn, Zhang Rongfang was waiting quietly alone.
He didn't take anyone with him, but let himself pretend to be a guest who came to stay at the hotel during his free time.
At this time, he was wearing a white silk dress with fluttering sleeves and a green wooden crown ribbon. He looked casual and well concealed his overly burly figure.
"Guest officer, are you going to stay in the hotel? Do you know the price of our accommodation?" Xiao Yao didn't invite people in immediately, but asked seriously.
"Of course I know." Zhang Rongfang smiled. "In addition, I heard that there is a very unique and famous Yu Jing wine here. It is brewed by the boss himself. The taste is fresh and leisurely, unique. I came here to try it."
He licked his lips, as if he really came to drink.
But no one knew, it was him reminiscing about the blood sample from the small porcelain bottle he just drank.
The sample found by his subordinates was a spot where the other party accidentally bleeds from his finger somewhere outside and got it on other places.
The amount is very small, and even after collection, it has lost its activity due to a long time.
After Zhang Rongfang drank it in one gulp, the flesh and blood supplement only increased a little, and then stopped again.
At this moment, he was standing outside the door, and he could also smell the extremely strong aroma wafting from inside.
With such a fragrance, one can imagine how terrifying the talent of the people inside is.
According to his previous judgment and analysis, the stronger the aroma of flesh and blood, the more terrifying his talent.
Just like the master uncle.
Suddenly, Zhang Rongfang thought of a point.
When he returned to Tianbao Palace and saw his master Yue Dewen, he didn't seem to smell any fragrance of flesh and blood on his body.
This doubt flashed in his mind, and he quickly put his attention down and focused on his eyes.
"Since you know everything, please come in." Xiao Yao stepped aside and led the way in.
The two of them, one after the other, quickly asked the healthy woman in the inn to clean the room, and determined the room number where Zhang Rongfang lived.
The entire inn is a simple courtyard.
The so-called rooms available for accommodation are actually only twelve rooms on three sides, and the remaining four rooms on one side are basically used by Xiaoyao master and servant.
The yard is full of various medicinal herbs and flowers, colorful and pleasant.
Chang Yuqing was sitting on a rickety swing, wearing a white dress, black hair with a silver belt, creamy skin, and exquisite facial features, just like a perfect jade statue carefully carved by a sculptor.
When Zhang Rongfang passed by, he glanced at it, and his throat twitched unconsciously.
Sure, it's her!
He suddenly felt a sense of destiny.
If he hadn't come to Qingchuan Mansion, he wouldn't have found this extremely special individual.
Such qualifications and talents are not common to see.
Even if he is in Erythronia, a place with such a large flow of people, in Dadu, where there are also people coming and going, and countless talented experts gather, he still has never heard of an individual with such talent.
Only in Qingchuan Mansion.
After Xiao Yao settled everything for him, he explained when to eat, when to take a bath, and when to go out to taste wine together.
The activities here are all led by the master Chang Yuqing.
Whenever she wants to do something, she brings her guests to try.
The entire inn seems to be opened by her at will, just to get in touch with more people.
After everything was settled, Zhang Rongfang walked slowly to the courtyard and stared at Chang Yuqing.
"To be honest, when I came to this inn, I heard people say that the girl has a photographic memory and a very high level of comprehension.
Such a person, at such an age, would just stay in such a remote place. To be honest, I don’t believe it.
So I'll take a look. "Zhang Rongfang said calmly.
"Then what do you think when you see it now, Mister?" Chang Yuqing smiled.
"People have seen it, but I'm not sure whether the rumor is true." Zhang Rongfang replied. "I have a photographic memory, and my understanding is extremely high. These two can't be shown just by looking at them. Can you please show me a little bit?"
"But why should I show it for you alone?" Chang Yuqing shook his head.
"I paid a lot of money to stay in the store. The price of your store is far beyond ordinary people. At this price, don't you have any supporting features?" Zhang Rongfang asked back.
His serious look immediately provoked Chang Yuqing's mouth to twitch slightly.
"That makes sense, and I can't refute it." She stood up from the swing. "Then what would you like me to do, sir?"
"It's very simple." Zhang Rongfang has never seen a genius of this level. At this time, he is not only hunting for flesh and blood, but also satisfying his own curiosity.
"I have a Daoist classic here. The font is complicated and contains many annotations left by the predecessors. If you can read it, write down all the annotations, and understand it thoroughly, I believe you have this talent." Zhang Rongfang He took out a piece of yellow parchment written in densely packed small characters from his sleeve.
He passed the parchment over.
Chang Yuqing took it, and read it a little at a time.
"This is left by Qianxiuzi Gaoxiu of Taoism. All the characters are in ancient seal script, which is a further commentary on the Book of Changes. It mentions the transformation of yin and yang, when and in what state, the exchange of yin and yang will come. And the five elements and eight trigrams in life The definition and application of it, the key lies in how to determine the basis of the gossip"
In less than ten minutes, Chang Yuqing read it and explained it easily.
Zhang Rongfang began to ask one by one, and carefully solved some difficulties in this note.
Unexpectedly, Chang Yuqing understood everything thoroughly and explained it very clearly.
The two asked questions one by one, and the other answered, the speed was getting faster and faster.
Later, almost as soon as Zhang Rongfang asked the question, Chang Yuqing answered quickly, without even thinking about it.
It was as if she had read this note a long time ago.
"Good good good good!"
Zhang Rongfang suddenly stopped.
"Sure enough, he was born with a talent! It's a pity that he was born extremely weak." After he raised his voice, he quickly lowered his voice, showing regret.
The full text of this note is about 35,000 words, in which a large number of pronouns are used to create words, and in many places, you must make inferences from the context to see the meaning.
"Sir, have you heard of it?" Chang Yuqing has a very good sense of Zhang Rongfang at this time, because just from the questions just now, the other party is also someone who knows something about Daozang.
It's not that she was bored and just found something to test her.
"It's not what I heard, but what I saw." Zhang Rongfang smiled.
He can sense that there are martial arts masters secretly guarding here.
But the so-called good players are only aimed at ordinary people. For him, nothing is better than nothing.
At his current level, ordinary level masters are not much different from ordinary people in his eyes.
"I am more or less good at Qihuang, and I often concoct alchemy for myself on weekdays. Miss is so jealous of talents, if you don't worry, let me diagnose a little bit, maybe there is a way to improve."
"The Art of Qihuang?" A trace of doubt flashed in Chang Yuqing's eyes. "It is possible, but I have seen too many medical masters with my physique. Sir, please be prepared."
"It's nothing, I, Zhang, created my own method of diagnosis, just visual inspection, and a little bit of your blood."
Zhang Rongfang's eyes fell on the opponent's finger that was bleeding.
"Is that so?" Chang Yuqing nodded. There are all kinds of rules for medical masters, and she has encountered similar ones before, so it is not surprising.
Immediately, she squeezed out a few drops of blood from her finger and dripped it into a small porcelain cup on the stone table beside her.
Then hand it to Zhang Rongfang.
"Please take a look, sir."
"Thank you." Zhang Rongfang thanked inexplicably, took the porcelain cup, took out the clear water that had been prepared from his waist pocket, poured it into it, shook it, and immediately raised his head and took a sip.
um~~~~
A feeling of ecstasy, as if the whole person was in a trance, completely drowned him at once.
He felt that with the blood in his stomach, his body was like a dry desert, absorbing, permeating, and containing it crazily.
Before it even reaches the stomach, the blood has already been absorbed by the esophagus halfway.
This time, it was not the dead blood before, but a few drops of live blood just squeezed out.
Its quality is completely incomparable.
Zhang Rongfang could feel that the tumor on his back was changing rapidly.
In the attribute column in the field of vision, the value belonging to the flesh and blood replenishment ability is also constantly soaring.
From the previous eighty-five, slowly and firmly increase.
87.
89.
91.
93.
95!!
Finally, with five o'clock and one hundred remaining, the flesh and blood replenishment finally stopped.
click.
At this moment, Zhang Rongfang vaguely seemed to hear the sound of something cracking.
The voice came from his body, and the source was his back!
That mysterious tumor.
Cracked!
(end of this chapter)
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