Volume 4: The Rise of Wuji Dao Chapter 30: Thousand-year-old ginseng, one by one
Although Wangyue Villa is a second-rate sect and not very famous in the Daliang martial arts world, it has actually been established for nearly a hundred years. It has accumulated the strength of three or four generations and has achieved its current strength and status in the martial arts world.
Wangyue is respected as the chief owner of the manor, and under him there are second owners, third owners, etc., all of whom are descendants of the Wei family.
The current head owner of the manor, Wei Boshan, is the third incumbent. He is in his sixties or seventies and is said to have entered the second level of the innate realm.
The second owner, Wei Bohai, and the third owner, Wei Bohe, are also at the first level of innateness.
Precisely because of the presence of the three innates, Wangyue Villa dared to send out invitations, spread the news, and hold the Ganoderma Appraisal Conference after obtaining the Corpse Ganoderma.
As for the purpose, on the surface it is of course to invite fellow martial artists to identify and appreciate the herbal medicine together, but what the actual purpose is, only the top management of Wangyue Villa knows.
After all, corpse Ganoderma lucidum is a rare treasure from heaven and earth that is said to be able to turn bones into flesh and revive the dead. Even though many people do not believe it, there are still many people who come here with the idea of believing it is possible.
However, Wangyue Villa was built on a small hill called Wangyue Mountain. The walls, buildings and the mountain were integrated into one. There were guards patrolling the villa and wolfhounds stationed there, so it was difficult for ordinary warriors to break in.
Even if someone with extraordinary skills went in, it would be difficult to steal the corpse Ganoderma lucidum if he didn't know where it was.
Therefore, if you want to obtain the corpse Ganoderma lucidum, or just take a look at it, you still have to go through the main entrance.
However, the main gate is also difficult to enter, and one must meet at least one of the five conditions set by Wangyue Villa.
Of these five conditions, the last two are the most ambiguous.
Many people came with rare treasures, or thought they could find connections to get things done, but in the end they were not able to get through.
These people refused to leave, so they gathered outside the main gate of Wangyue Villa, chatting with other people in the martial arts world, or watching to see whether the newcomers could enter the villa.
If they could get in, they would inevitably comment on their identity, martial arts skills or the treasures they carried.
If the newcomer fails to get in, he will naturally be laughed at.
However, as the day for the formal opening of the Jianzhi Conference approaches, everyone who is supposed to come has arrived, and the number of new arrivals each day is not as many as before, which makes these idle people in the world have less fun.
That morning, this group of idle people were drinking and having tea at the roadside taverns and tea stalls outside the villa, when they saw an ordinary horse-drawn carriage driving to the gate of the villa.
"A newcomer has arrived!" a curious person clapped his hands excitedly.
“I don’t know who is coming back this time.”
"You should tell me what kind of people are coming here, rich, skilled in martial arts, or with treasures."
"Damn it, I think this Moon Viewing Villa is a bit too snobbish. Since they are inviting fellow martial artists to come and see us, why don't they let us in?"
"that is."
"Stop arguing, the people in the car have gotten off. Hey, the owner is a man with both legs crippled?"
Hearing this, everyone looked over immediately.
But then I saw a slim woman wearing a black gauze hat, a long sword hanging from her waist, and a light blue suit, pushing an old man in a wheelchair to the gate of the villa.
Outside the gate, a young man was sitting in the shade drinking tea, with several villa guards standing behind him.
Everyone in the martial arts world knows that this man is Wei Mingxi, the son of the second owner of Wangyue Villa.
He was in charge of welcoming guests. Seeing this, he stood up and bowed, saying, "Excuse me, senior, what is your name? Are you going to attend the Jianzhi Conference?"
The thin old man sitting in the wheelchair said: "I am Qiu Wujian, an idler in the mountains. Since I am here, I must participate in the Jianzhi Conference."
In order to welcome the guests, Wei Mingxi did his homework and memorized almost all the famous people in the martial arts world. However, after searching his memory, he could not find anyone named "Qiu Wujian".
However, he did not neglect it, but cupped his hands and said: "Because our hospitality capacity is limited, we have set five conditions. Senior Qiu must meet one of them before he can enter the hospitality."
After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and a guard behind him pushed out a wooden board with five conditions clearly written in black and white.
In order to prepare for the possibility that the visitor might be illiterate, Wei Mingxi explained it again.
After saying this, he looked at "Qiu Wujian" with a smile and said no more.
This "Qiu Wujian" is naturally Li Fengqiu's pseudonym.
He didn't say much and waved to Wu Yue.
Wu Yue took out a wooden box from her bag and opened it in front of Wei Mingxi.
Li Fengqiu then said, "I know the rules of your manor. This box contains a thousand-year-old ginseng. Does it meet the fourth requirement?"
Those idle people in the martial arts world were not far from the gate of the villa. They all had internal skills and sharp ears and eyes, so they could hear the conversation in front of the gate clearly.
At this time, many people started talking about it.
"He actually wants to use the treasure to enter the village. I thought the old man in the wheelchair was some unknown innate master."
"Thousand-year-old ginseng, this is a good thing that all innate warriors desire. I wonder if it can pass the test of Wei Bo River."
"Didn't someone bring a thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum before? It wasn't allowed in, was it? I don't think this thousand-year-old ginseng is worth looking at."
"If they can't enter the village, we can go and ask if they are selling the thousand-year-old ginseng. I guess they don't want to bring ginseng here and take it back, right?"
"I'm more interested in the maidservant beside the old man. Look at that slender waist. It makes me feel itchy just by looking at her from a distance."
Just as these people were buzzing with discussion, an old man walked out of the village.
The man was slightly fat, short, with slightly white hair and beard, like a rich man. He was none other than Wei Bohe, the third owner of Wangyue Villa.
He first checked the ginseng in the box, and quickly returned it to Wu Yue, saying, "It is indeed a thousand-year-old ginseng, but the extraction and storage process was slightly improper, so the quality is not perfect. With only this treasure, it is difficult for Wei to let the two of you enter the manor."
Wei Bohe apologized verbally, but his expression was indeed indifferent.
He was prepared. If the old man sitting upright in the wheelchair refused to obey, he would not mind using his martial arts to intimidate him.
Unexpectedly, the old man also looked indifferent and said, "Bring out another box."
Upon hearing this, the woman in the bamboo hat took out a wooden box from her bag, opened it and handed it over.
Wei Bohe narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw it, because what was inside was another thousand-year-old ginseng!
In fact, two thousand-year-old ginsengs were enough to pass the test, but Wei Bohe glanced at the shape of the bundle of the woman in the bamboo hat and couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that there are still thousand-year-old ginsengs in that bundle?
Thinking of this, he sighed and said, "You two, although this thousand-year-old ginseng is of better quality, if we have two of them, I'm afraid it still doesn't meet the requirements."
Hearing this, Li Fengqiu's expression turned slightly cold.
He is not a newcomer to the world like Wu Yue. Although he has been in seclusion for many years, he was an old hand in the world. How could he not see that Wei Bohe was deliberately making things difficult for him?
But he didn't get angry, instead he waved his hand again.
So Wu Yue took out another wooden box, opened it, and found that it was still filled with thousand-year-old ginseng!
Although Wei Bohe had some guesses, he didn't expect that someone actually carried three thousand-year-old ginsengs with him, or even more.
In order to avoid Wei Bohe's further embarrassment, Li Fengqiu spoke first, "Third Master, three thousand-year-old ginsengs should be enough, right?"
At the same time, a group of idle people on the roadside heard the conversation in front of the gate and were also extremely surprised.
Then these people began to buzz and talk:
"Oh my god, there are actually three thousand-year-old ginsengs! Even if one is only sold for 100,000 taels, that's still 300,000 taels!"
"Thousand-year-old ginseng is a natural treasure that is often out of stock. Even if you have 300,000 taels of silver, you may not be able to buy three plants."
"Thousand-year-old ginseng, woman with a sword, everyone, I remembered something. A few days ago, you know that Sang Tianqi, the head of the Thirteen Links in Pingling and Dunqiu, was killed, right?"
"I heard that they wanted to steal the thousand-year-old ginseng from Donglin Medicine Store, but a woman protected the people from Donglin Medicine Store and they escaped. Even Dragon Blade Ghost Hand Sang Tianqi was killed by that woman."
"Yes, that's what happened, but I'm afraid you may not know what happened afterwards. I heard that after the woman arrived in Gu County, she killed the young owner of Donglin Medicine Store in the Li family mansion that night and took away the five thousand-year-old ginsengs that the Li family had accumulated!"
"Five plants?!" Everyone was shocked when they heard it.
Someone shouted in disbelief: "Five thousand-year-old ginsengs? You're not talking about Chinese cabbages, are you?"
No one paid any attention to the man's joke, but instead looked at the woman wearing a black hat and a sword in front of the gate of Wangyue Villa.
"Killing Sang Tianqi and stealing treasures, this woman must be an evil master who has reached the eighth level of perfection, right?"
"So, what kind of strength does the old man she is pushing have?"
