"So it's here." The two men saw the little monk, looked at each other and said, "Little monk, come with us obediently." As they spoke, one of them stepped forward and reached out to grab Tang Ning.

Looking at the two men, Tang Ning stuffed the bowl in his hand into his arms, rubbed his fists, and said, "That depends on your ability."

Soon, a scream sounded in the alley, but was hidden by the crowded voices on the bustling streets...

Tang Ning tidied up the monk's robe, brushed his sleeves, touched the money in his arms, and then he looked for the medicine building with a smile on his face.

After she left, the two people with blue noses and swollen faces turned to the wing of a restaurant.

"Second Master, then, that little monk's cultivation is above us. We, we are no match for him..." The two knelt on the ground and lowered their heads and said, not daring to look at the master with a gloomy face.

"waste!"

A man in his thirties, with a sinister face, kicked the two of them over. He stood up and said angrily: "Useless waste! A thirteen or fourteen-year-old monk is above you? You can make it up!"

The two people who were kicked over quickly knelt down and did not dare to defend themselves, because they knew that the master would not believe anything they said, but they really knew that the little monk's strength was far above them.

"Old Xu, go and kidnap that little monk to the second master."

The man with a sinister face narrowed his eyes, turned the jade ring on his finger with one hand, showed a sinister smile, and said to the middle-aged man beside him: "Be gentler, don't ruin my new toy."

"Yes." The middle-aged man responded, glanced at the two people on the ground, and then walked out.

At this time, the largest drug dealer in the city was Baicaolou.

After Tang Ning bought some medicinal materials, he smiled and asked the medicine practitioner: "Amitabha, donor, I wonder if I can lend the medicines from your backyard to use?"

"That won't work. The medicines in our backyard are usually used by grinding medicines and medicines by themselves, and they cannot be used by outsiders."

The pharmacist shook his head and said, and saw the little monk's clear and pure eyes looking at him expectantly. He couldn't help scratching his head and said, "I remember there is a condom of medicine for our backyard that we don't need. I'll ask the shopkeeper for you!"

Tang Ning's eyes lit up and he said, "Thank you for the donor."

Although she didn't want to use her identity as a Buddhist disciple, she found that this identity was really not very useful, especially for kind-hearted people, who were convenient everywhere because she was a little monk.

After the pharmacist asked the shopkeeper and got the permission, Tang Ning came to the backyard of Baicaolou. In the open-air yard, there were two pharmacists drying herbs. She came to the medicine in the corner, sat with her back facing the two pharmacists, and began to process the medicinal materials she had bought before.

Although they were surprised that a little monk came to the backyard, the two pharmacists didn't say much, but just focused on doing their own things, and didn't pay much attention to what the little monk was doing in the corner of the wall.

In front, the shopkeeper was sorting out the medicinal materials in front of the medicine cabinet. When he heard footsteps, he knew that a guest had come in, so he looked up.

I saw a handsome and outstanding purple robe man walking in. The man was about twenty years old, with steady steps and restrained breath. Just one glance, the shopkeeper knew that he was a cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Refining Stage.
Chapter completed!