Free Web NovelHuang Donglai enthusiastically recommended, "Brother Li, take a look at this first. This item is the Green Forest Hundred Herbs Blight, an excellent medicine for pest and weed control when cultivating Heaven And Earth Treasure. Not only is it remarkably effective, but it's also very affordable."
"The downside is that its smell is too pungent; you can smell it from a long distance away."
He took out a porcelain bottle, pulled out the stopper, and an acrid smell immediately wafted out.
"Brother Huang, I'm not going to Southern Border to engage in agriculture."
Li Mo was a bit puzzled as to why Huang Donglai would recommend this item to him.
Carrying a bottle of Hundred Herbs Blight when traveling?
That's not going to be useful.....
"Brother Li, you don't know."
Huang Donglai looked around and lowered his voice:
"I have a unique secret recipe: as long as you process it with Wisteria Fruit, it can neutralize the pungent smell of the Hundred Herbs Blight, turning it into a colorless and odorless potent poison!"
"So that's how it's remarkably effective."
Li Mo carefully analyzed the medicinal properties of the two items.
From his experience in cooking and Alchemy, it was indeed feasible.
"Which temple did this Great Master come from?" Huang Donglai didn't forget Murong Xiao.
"I am Murong Xiao, a fellow disciple of Brother Li."
Murong Xiao's expression became serious: freēwēbnovel.com
"Brother, you've misunderstood. Besides losing my hair, needing to chant Buddhist scriptures, and being vegetarian, what else about me is like a monk?"
He did all this to suppress the Bloodline Power within him.
Li Mo: "......"
Does he need to be like a monk in other ways?
As he spoke, Murong Xiao's gaze swept across the hall, then his eyes lit up.
He saw an old monk.
So Murong Xiao stood next to the old monk and said:
"You see, there's still a big difference."
"Which temple do the two Great Masters serve? Would you like to try our Hengtong Merchant House's wooden fish? I am also a believer in Buddhism, so I'll give you a discount."
"I'll hit your head!"
Murong Xiao was shaking with anger.
"Amitabha." The old monk chanted a Buddhist name softly.
"Great Master, we meet again."
Li Mo raised an eyebrow slightly.
The old monk was Hengyuan, and Li Mo didn't even know when he had arrived, or if he had been waiting for them there the whole time.
He felt it was the latter.
Li Mo asked:
"Is there any advice the Great Master has for me on this trip to Southern Border?"
"......"
Old Monk Hengyuan practiced silent meditation; besides Buddhist names and scriptures, he could not speak other words.
So he started making gestures, gesticulating.
Li Mo was puzzled.
But Murong Xiao blurted out:
"Just do good deeds... don't ask about the future?"
"?"
Li Mo looked at him in surprise; he hadn't seen Murong Xiao learn sign language.
Why could he understand the old monk's meaning?
"Amitabha."
Hengyuan's Buddhist name still echoed in their ears.
But when they looked up again, he was nowhere to be found.
Li Mo was unsure of the true intentions of this powerful Zen master of the Outer Scenery Realm.
However, based on the information provided by the Tianming Divine Eye, there seemed to be no ill will.
Since that was the case, there was no need to dwell on it too much.
The main business was urgent.
"Brother Li, I have many other recommendations that are surprisingly effective for harming people. Would you like to take another look? Or perhaps you could tell me what you're going to Southern Border for?" Huang Donglai didn't forget his original intention and pulled out a small notebook.
It contained many tricks for harming people and poison formulations.
"Actually, I'm mainly going to Southern Border to find someone."
Li Mo's mouth twitched slightly as he looked at the small notebook.
The cover clearly read "Martial Dao Survival Law," and the zeroth rule recorded on the first page was:
【Beware of hammers!】
What was all this about?
Upon hearing this, Huang Donglai thought for a moment and said:
"Then I know what Brother Li needs most."
"What is it?" Li Mo asked.
Huang Donglai pointed at himself: "It's me."
Li Mo: "?"
"The terrain and situation in Southern Border are equally complex. Not only are there the Great Yu's defending Southern Pass border troops, but there are also the Yao Race and the Demon Summoning Sect."
"The border troops are loosely managed, the Demon Summoning Sect lurks in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity, and as for ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) the Yao Race, it's even more intricate internally, with many factions. This requires someone who understands the situation in Southern Border well. My hometown is in Southern Border."
Hearing Huang Donglai's words, Li Mo pondered.
He had always heard about the chaos in Southern Border.
That was an area that the Great Yu Dynasty had never fully controlled.
Cough.....
In fact, from Huang Donglai's cautious personality, it could be seen that a place that could cultivate such a steady temperament in him was definitely not a good place.
He and Murong Xiao would just blindly stumble in like headless flies.
Who knew when they would reach the Mingjiao Clan's territory.
Li Mo nodded and said, "I plan to go to the Mingjiao Clan's territory first. Brother Huang, you haven't saved enough money to buy medicinal ingredients, have you?"
"Those medicinal ingredients are quite expensive... Brother Li, you should buy what you need first. The Mingjiao Clan's territory is very far away."
Huang Donglai was a bit conflicted.
Besides poisons and trinkets for harming people, he didn't know what else to recommend to Brother Li.
It seemed like this was useful, and then that seemed useful too.
He had never fought such a wealthy battle; before, he always bought only what he needed most.
"Brother Huang, have you calculated something?"
"Calculated what?"
Li Mo smiled slightly:
"With this deposit, clearing out the merchant house's inventory should still leave a surplus."
Huang Donglai: "......"
Who calculates such things normally, I ask?
But then he thought, as long as they didn't buy martial arts or weapons.
It really was enough.
Thus, the sales champion with the largest single-day transaction volume in Hengtong Merchant House's history appeared.
Sun Gui was very shocked when he heard the news.
He was just about to ask for the sales champion's esteemed name when...
He received the other party's resignation.
Sales Champion Huang had already transformed into Little Manager Li's exclusive guide for Southern Border.
A low-key carriage left Yunzhou City directly.
This carriage looked simple, but its material was extremely sturdy, and it also had various emergency measures.
There was also a very high-precision map.
Huang Donglai stood in front of the map and pointed lightly:
"Brother Li, this is the Mingjiao Clan's habitat, called Blackwater Marsh."
He meticulously planned the route:
"After leaving Nanguan (Southern Pass) from the Jinghai Dense Forest, our first stop will be here!"
Li Mo sat up straight and looked.
The map clearly read:
"Baoping Town."
.........
Thousands of miles away.
Looking from the sky, the small town was surrounded by mountains on three sides, as if it were contained in a bottle.
The green mountains were covered with lush terraced fields.
The sky was bright, and three suns scorched the earth, distorting the figures of people toiling in the fields, their sweat glistening. The clothing styles of some of these common folk were distinctly different from those in the Great Yu-controlled territories.
While working, the common people also chatted among themselves.
"Alas, the harvest isn't good this year."
"After offering a portion to the official army, I don't know if our rations will last us through the year."
"But if we don't support Commander Qi and his men, what if the Yao Race comes into the village and eats people?"
"That's right... Our village is considered peaceful. Haven't you heard, the village eight hundred li away couldn't pay their grain, so the official army withdrew, and everyone in the village was eaten by Disaster Beasts."
"By the way, that girl who passed through the village looked extraordinary."
.....
While discussing, everyone couldn't help but look not far away.
Under a cool canopy. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
There was a girl, clear as the cold moon, her eyes gazing into the distance.
With her fair hand, she took a mooncake from a boy with a large head.
The pattern on the mooncake was strikingly similar to the boy with a large head.
