When Zhang Zhixiang was a little distracted, a middle-aged man led a little girl over and praised him: "The Taoist master is good at martial arts, and every move is extremely fierce, with the image of shaking the sky and shaking the mountain."

The man is dressed in luxurious clothes and has extraordinary temperament. The little girl is carved with jade and beautiful like a porcelain doll.

"I, Wang Yuanzhi, have met two Taoist priests."

The visitor was respectful, and Zhang Zhixiang had to accompany his fourth uncle to return the gift, but saw the little girl looking at him. Zhang Zhixiang hesitated for a moment and bowed to her.

But she ignored it, but instead lost interest and turned to look at Jiang.

Zhang Zhixiang was a little embarrassed.

Zhang Yonghuan asked Wang Yuanzhi: "The source of Guiyuan Trading Company?"

“That’s right.”

Guiyuan Trading Company is a newly emerging business in Hui merchants in recent years. It is run by the two brothers Wang Guizhi and Wang Yuanzhi. It started with the medicinal materials business and almost monopolized the entire Jiangnan ginseng market.

After the rise of Guiyuan Trading Company, people discovered that their ginseng was a little different.

The local ginseng in the Ming Dynasty and Changbaishan ginseng are all warm in nature, while the ginseng in Guiyuan Trading Company is cool in nature. Both are both qi-enhancing drugs, but the medicinal use is slightly different.

In fact, ginseng with cold nature is more widely used.

I prefer ginseng from Guiyuan Trading Company on the market, and I don’t know where Guiyuan Trading Company comes from. The supply of goods is so abundant that it is shocking and the price is cheaper than other pharmacies.

Therefore, it gradually monopolized the ginseng market in Jiangnan.

Longhu Mountain has been refining elixirs all year round and has had several dealings with Guiyuan Trading Company. This is why Zhang Yonghuan was quite polite. The two chatted for a few words and learned that Wang Yuanzhi and others came from Zhangshu Town, the national medicinal materials distribution center. This trip first went to Raozhou Prefecture to do business, then to Yingtian Prefecture, and then to Shuntian Prefecture north.

The two sides had the same destination, so Wang Yuanzhi invited them to accompany him.

After Zhang Yonghuan responded, Wang Yuanzhi turned to Zhang Zhixiang and asked with a smile: "But the little immortal in Longhu Mountain is in front of him?"

Zhang Zhixiang didn't know whether he should admit it, so he turned to look at Zhang Yonghuan. Zhang Yonghuan nodded, and then he said, "A layman is too famous, and a mere Taoist boy is not called an immortal."

"Long live the imperial edict and the little immortal is humble."

After we were kind, there were a few concerned greetings, as if I was afraid that there would be something wrong with the hospitality, so I left after the chat, as if I came here just to ask about my well-being.

Zhang Zhixiang looked at Zhang Yonghuan in confusion: "Fourth Uncle?"

Zhang Yonghuan smiled and said, "The road is long, and there are times along the way when we get along. Just come here today and say hello. If you say too much, you will inevitably seem too anxious."

"in addition."

"Although he did not introduce him, he also let his daughter meet you."

Zhang Zhixiang:???

"Uncle Fourth, I'm only five years old."

"But you came to the world as an immortal. Maybe you have Su Hui, and you are born to know it?"

"this……"

Zhang Zhixiang was speechless and didn't know how to answer. However, Zhang Yonghuan patted his shoulder and comforted him: "Don't care whether there is or not. You are a disciple of Zu Tianshi. Even Your Majesty cannot force anything you don't want to say."

"Um……"

"How about it, how do you feel about that little girl?"

"ah?"

Zhang Zhixiang was stunned. Whether Su Hui or not, he was a little girl of five or six years old, right? There was nothing that didn’t feel anything. His face looked slightly bitter and he said, “Uncle Fourth, I really don’t understand these.”

Zhang Yonghuan nodded: "That's just not like it."

Zhang Zhixiang:...

It was a bit numb, but I decided not to take on this topic. Turning back to martial arts practice, Zhang Yonghuan said so much before, but martial arts practice itself is an extremely boring thing. Only when water drips through the stone can you enter the country.

Under Zhang Yonghuan's guidance, a Liangyi stake stood.

The key to standing is: the blue sky above your head, the foot is on the yellow spring; the shoulders are falling and the air must be held; the baby is holding the elbow is on the mountain; the eyes are so bold that it is far away.

These……

Zhang Zhixiang didn't even realize it. He felt that within two minutes, his legs were bounced and he was shaking.

"Let's have a meal first."

When Zhang Yonghuan saw a servant coming to bring supper, he asked Zhang Zhixiang to practice after dinner. Zhang Zhixiang responded, but when he got up, he walked as if he was stepping on cotton, and he was floating and faint.

They eat in the guest room, while Dafeng sits outside the door to eat.

He is too tall to enter the guest room.

There was fish and meat for dinner, and wine was served. It was very rich. Zhang Zhixiang was eating and looked at Da Fangfeng and asked, "Uncle Fourth said that there are four realms of martial arts. They are skillful, not skilled, and obedient to the ears, and follow the heart."

"Where is the Great Windproof?"

Da Fangfeng swallowed the steamed buns in his mouth, thought for a while, and said, "It should be no work."

should?

Zhang Yonghuan knew that he was confused and answered: "Da Fangfeng was originally a warrior in the tribe. They had the habit of sacrificing nature with war dance, so they should have a more sensitive perception of nature."

"He was very careful before practicing martial arts."

"Being able to hear the sounds of all things in nature is a skill that only has the right situation in the ears, but he cannot achieve the unity of knowledge and action, and his body cannot move according to what he thinks, so it is not considered a good situation in the ears."

I see……

When Zhang Zhixiang was nodding, Zhang Yonghuan said again: "Although it's just not good, Dafeng is born with divine power, and ordinary ears are not his opponent."

"Yu Jun's army was not as good as him."

"If there is a horse that can fit him, it will be a peerless general who can be a thousand horses."

Dafeng was 100 feet tall, which was 4.4 meters in total. The war horses on the Ming Dynasty generally had a shoulder height of about 1.4 meters, which was not as long as Dafeng's legs...

It seems that the Sharma on the other side of the Western Roland is only two meters high.

There should be no horse in this world that can be suitable for Dafengfeng. It is almost the same for him to ride an elephant, but this thing cannot run fast, so it is better to Dafengfeng run by itself.

In fact, the times have changed.

Before the firearm appeared, there was no mount, and the large windproof could sweep across thousands of troops, but now the proportion of firearms among the Ming army is so high that it has almost reached the point of three people and one bird gun.

Even if you wear armor, it is difficult to break the defense.

Three-stage shooting, with a few hundred rounds of fire, it is not easy to rush around, not to mention the Katyusha-style coverage of a rocket car with a one-time 240 round rocket, and all kinds of artillery are also available.

Taking Qi Jiguang's Jizhen Army as an example, one unit is a thousand people.

Da Fangfeng went to the formation alone to seek death.

Of course, the Qi family army has not appeared yet, but the firepower of the Shenji Camp is definitely stronger.

I don’t know if it is because of the times. Zhang Zhixiang understands that the cultivation of immortals and martial arts are much better than later generations. He didn’t know much about it when he was on the mountain before, but now he has come into contact with it, but he doesn’t know how high it can be achieved.

"Uncle Fourth, how much can I do with my personal power at most?"

Zhang Yonghuan thought for a while and said, "Before this year, Sanfeng Patriarch was the strongest, but no one could test how strong he was. The head teacher also said that he was not as far away as Sanfeng Patriarch."

"But the power of the head."

"This hundred-meter Xinjiang can be cut by one finger."
Chapter completed!