After counting the rewards from the red medicine, the demons began to discuss the use of cloth and agreed to take out a five-colored silk to make a single silk for Saoqing Niang and each of the red medicines.

Originally, Hong Yao also scratched Tu Shanyi a single piece, but the fox girl shook her head and refused and took the white fox fur away.

The Qing Chi Eryasha was so jealous that he turned into a human body, turning into a sick man with a blue-white face, and a strong man with a red face, holding a five-colored corset and gestured straight to his body.

Xu Da got in and kicked it again, wrapped it in red medicine, and asked for a short jacket before he could finish it.

After a while, the red medicine cut out unnecessary tea, silk and other items. In Yujing City, silk is hard currency, which is better than silver and money. It can be used directly without selling it. As for those tea, it can be bought at Daxiangguo Temple or collected at the tea shop at a cheaper price. Among these rewards, the most precious gold-weaving brocade and the rarest Longtao Fu Book were left for collection. Other things can be worth about 400 taels of silver, and the money for buying furniture was also available.

When the monsters packed up their things, it started to snow outside again.

Li Chan put on a sheepskin cloak, Hong Yao took a copper hand stove, and did not add charcoal. She put Song Wuji in, and then took an umbrella out of the door.

Throw it away and still hung it on the door and broke the lock, heading north to Daxiangguo Temple.

Daxiangguo Temple is located north of Guangzhaifang. Although it is a Buddhist temple, the mat that is scattered outside the temple gate is one of the largest markets in Yujing City, known as the transaction of thousands of families.

In the first temple gate, there are mostly birds, cats and dogs. In order to show the cleverness and gentleness of the pedestals, some eagle dealers let them fly elsewhere without restraint. So, on the archway and on the cloud bridge, there were all kinds of cats and birds everywhere. Occasionally, the owner's call came back to the shop, and let customers look and caress.

When the red medicine walked past under the cloud bridge, a sound of wings flapping came from beside him.

A white chasing a snow in the fog nodded and flew across the cloud bridge.

Her eyes followed Erxiao to the west. Erxiao passed the gatehouse of Daxiangguo Temple and disappeared.

Looking down from the top of the gate tower, you will first see the plaque with the royal blue paint base of "Fanlumen", and then down, there is a couplet engraved on the pillar, which is "In the Three Thousand Worlds" and "In the World of Ten Thousands".

The two passed through the archway. There were many dealers in the first door, who were trying to win over business. The dealers of the falcons were looking for men and the dealers of the cats were looking for women. There were many cats in the iron cage on the street, with different patterns. In one of the cages, there was a cat from Shushan Kingdom with white fur. Hong Yao looked at it curiously, thinking that the cat was a bit fatter and looked exactly the same as Xu Da. The cat dealer behind the cage saw that a guest stopped and even said that the little lady had a fate with this cat. Hong Yao only laughed and said that there were two guys in the house, black and white, and he could no longer stand the mess.

After passing the gatehouse of the Heshamen, behind it were goods such as saddles, bridles, bows and arrows, clothes and decorations, utensils, tea, fruits, and other goods. Some were also selling Buddha statues, tables and chairs. When they arrived here, Hongyao went to the store to ask for a price, while Li Chan continued to move forward.

When you pass through Zisheng Gate, you can see the walls of Daxiangguo Temple. The walls are full of murals, with ghosts and hundreds of ghosts playing music, and also full of poems written by famous scholars over the years. In the market here, most of them sell books, ink and ink, Buddhist beads and statues. Li Chan had just walked through several shops and saw two ink sellers.

It has been more than 20 days since he arrived in Yujing. When he was busy repairing the abandoned garden, Li Chan did not forget to entrust Shenzha Siyoujin to inquire about the news about the ink immortal Pan Gu that Bijun said. Pan Gu has an ink-making workshop opened in front of the Daxiangguo Temple. The whereabouts of his man were very mysterious. Only those close to him knew that even Shenzha Siyoujin had only found out that this person had collected cloud liquid in Huliang Mountain in late autumn.

After passing the scriptures and picture albums on the stalls in front of Dianmozhai and Cangpei Room, he saw the storefront with Pan Gumo's signature. Li Chan took the umbrella, patted the snow dandruff on his shoulder, and walked into the storefront.

There are various ink products displayed in the store, some are practical, some are gold-painted and silver-painted, which are specially used for enjoyment. After a brief look, he realized that although these ink products are excellent, they are not amazing, let alone magical.

But this is not surprising. After all, Pan Gu has to pay a thousand pounds of dragon and phoenix ink to the Dayong Treasury every year, and also offer a thousand pounds of Shenniao ink to Xiyi Mountain. Just talking about the Shenniao ink, the Shenniao spring water that needs to be used is a great wonder. This water is more fragrant than orchid pepper and has a very delicious wine. If you want to collect it, you have to leave the Dayong Kingdom north, cross Guidu Mountain, and go to the foot of Huling Mountain in Zhongbei. It takes a lot of energy to make these two thousand pounds of ink. How could that ink immortal have the leisure to make some ordinary ink? The ink blocks in this shop are just goods produced by the ink making workshop.

Li Chan picked up a piece of medicinal ink and sniffed it to his nose. He smelled the smell of musk and asked casually: "Shopkeeper, is there any ink made by the Immortal ink here?"

"Of course there is." The shopkeeper saw the visitor wearing a sheepskin cape, not like a rich owner, but he still asked a lacquer box from the bottom of the cabinet and opened it to reveal a black ink block without any decoration. "That's it."

Li Chan leaned over and sniffed, and said, "Golden Toad Sauce, Black Bear Gallbladder, White Tiger Gallbladder, Blue Fish Gallbladder, Red Snake Gallbladder, White Bird Gallbladder, Yellow Ox Gallbladder..."

The store owner was shocked. There were many people who could recognize this medicine ink, but there were only a handful of people who could tell the ink material used for "rainbow gall" with a certain degree of accuracy.

He put away his contempt and exclaimed: "This man has such a good eye!"

Li Chan smiled and said that the ink piece was exquisitely made of materials and would sell at least hundreds of cents of money according to the price of the ink in the store. For collectors, this ink is a treasure worthy of being included in the pavilion. For him, one cannot afford it, and the other is useless.

He asked, "This ink is useless to me. Does the shop know where the Immortal is now?"

Seeing that the young man was an expert, the store owner did not take this sentence as an excuse for being expensive and replied: "There are too many people in this Yujing city who want to find Mr. Pan, so I don't even know his whereabouts. However, Mr. Pan returned to Yujing recently. Mr. Pan often went to participate in the literati gatherings. The man was careful about the news about this."

Seeing that he couldn't find anything, Li Chan thanked him and left the store.

The snow was getting heavier outside. Although there were people walking in the street, a thin layer of paper was still accumulated in the cracks where no one stepped on.

At this moment, a white horse-drawn oil-walled truck passed by Yunqiao on the east side of Daxiangguo Temple.

The oil wall car is quite thick, and there are cloud seal wind talismans on the hub and cabin walls. The wheels pass by frost. Although they are not as good as snow, only two extremely shallow ruts are left. In front of the shaft, there is a white dragon flag with a green edge and black background hanging on the black background.

When pedestrians on the bridge saw the white dragon flag, they knew that it was the carriage from General Fengchen's mansion.

When people talk about the emperor, they often say "The True Dragon Emperor". In the entire Dayong Kingdom, except for the royal family, only the current General Fengchen General Jiang Dulu uses the dragon flag.

If we talk about why the Jiang family could use the dragon flag, it is to mention the ancient times. At that time, the ancestors of the human family had not yet reached the heavens, and a family lived on the banks of Guishui. The ancestors of this family were originally mortals. One day, they were picking water by the water and were lucky by a white dragon. The descendants born from this were born with supernatural powers and became the family of the white dragon "Tianshui". This family was given the surname "Chunlu" by the Tianshui clan. Submitted to the ancestors of the descendants, the Chunlu clan also put the character Gui on the woman's name as Gui and changed the surname to "Jiang". However, even though the surname was changed, the white dragon was still used as the flag, and it has not changed to this day.

At this time, there were two girls sitting in the car. One was wearing a blue dress, holding a copper hand stove, and wearing a pair of maids. The other girl was wearing a somewhat thin moon-white skirt, lifting up the thick mink curtain and looking at the scenery outside the window.

The maid sat next to the girl in the white moon dress, looking very close. The maid touched the wall of the warm furnace and saw the pink neck on the white moon collar of the girl, and then glanced at the snowflakes outside the window. She couldn't help but feel moved. In such a cold day, her little lady was dressed so thin that she was worthy of being the back of the general.

Seeing the flying eaves of Xiangguo Temple, the maid thought again that the little lady had dragon blood and entered the innate world at the age of fourteen. Now she has become a half-step magical change. Even the three great commanders in Fengchen Guard were defeated by her. Although she didn't know whether the three commanders were really defeated or pretended to lose, the little lady's martial arts talent was really scary. Behind other generals, the saying "The tiger father has no dog son" or "the father's style" is an amazing praise, but the little lady's talent is even better than her father. I heard that when General Fengchen was young, he achieved his innate world at the age of seventeen.

But it’s a headache. This young lady seemed to think that practicing martial arts is too easy and supernatural powers is not difficult to learn. So she fell in love with Wenmo in recent years. She studied calligraphy from Guo Taiqing, a scholar of the North Gate, and last year she learned painting from Xu Zhonghao, a master of the magical painter named "Three Hundred Miles in My Heart".

Now, I received a letter from my teacher and heard that Immortal Mo had arrived at Daxiangguo Temple. The girl wanted to ask for a treasure of Mo for the teacher, so she drove over.

The maid looked at the girl beside her and saw that there was a silver light in her eyes, as if it was due to the snow. She said, "My lady, Mr. Pan has just arrived at Daxiangguo Temple and has not yet rested for a long time, so we came to visit her. Are you a little disturbing?"

The girl who watched the snow did not look back and said lightly: "Are you teaching me to do things?"

The maid hurriedly denied: "Where is it!"

"Then what are you talking about?" The girl put down the curtain of the car and turned around to scratch the maid's armpit.

"Oh, little lady..." The maid retreated and avoided.

The laughter suddenly started, covered by the marten fur car curtain, and disappeared into the wind and snow.

The white horse pulled the oil-walled cart across the cloud bridge and drove towards Daxiangguo Temple.

In the market in front of the temple, Li Chan looked back at Pan Gumo's plaque and walked into the wind and snow with an umbrella.
Chapter completed!