The First Saint of Dan Dao

Chapter 422 Rain Alley

Zhong Qingheng shuddered all over and waved his hands hastily, saying, "No, no, Master Tang has misunderstood. How dare I covet the elixir?

It is a pure and unrivaled elixir in the world. It is hard not to hear about it when you come to Nanhuang City!"

After saying this, Zhong Qingheng's heart started beating wildly again. He clearly felt that the people from the three major families were looking at him with ill intentions.

For a moment, Zhong Qingheng felt extremely bitter in his mouth.

"If you hadn't been behind this, would the people from the three major families have been able to find Wen Ding so quickly? You even dared to lie in front of the three major families. Your Zhong family is really bold!" Tang Yan chuckled.

"No..." Tang Yan's few words made Zhong Qingheng, who was used to many storms, tremble all over.

"The Zhong family shouldn't be able to produce sixth-grade medicinal herbs, right? Then send two hundred fifth-grade medicinal herbs to Wen Ding today. Otherwise, I can't guarantee whether the Zhong family can survive in Nanhuang City."

Zhong Qingheng wanted to slap himself a few times. It was all his fault that he was so obsessed that he actually wanted to take over the alchemy shop.

Now, not only did they fail to obtain the elixir, but they also offended both camps, and finally had to pay a huge sum of money for the medicinal materials. This time, the Zhong family was going to be seriously hurt.

"Let's go, don't block the door. We are doing business here." Tang Yan waved his hand, and the Ye family and others left quickly as if they were avoiding the plague god.

What happened today can only be described as unlucky.

After this group of people left, Tang Yan nodded contentedly. After a greeting, everyone headed towards the Wending stronghold.

"Is this... Mr. Shen? Mr. Fan? Mr. Feng?" When Lan Guiwei and his wife arrived at the meeting room and saw the room full of people, they couldn't help but widen their eyes.

I have never known where Tang Yan came from, and I am even more confused at this moment. How many people does this guy know?

"Master Lan?" Shen Shan and others were also a little surprised after seeing Lan Guiwei.

Tang Yan saw that he knew all of them, so he briefly explained what happened, and then curiously asked, "Mr. Shen, Brother Feng, why did you come here suddenly?"

Before Shen Shan could say anything, Feng Chenye said quickly, "It's all because of you, brother. I heard that Mingyou Valley was hunting you down, so I came to see you. I didn't expect to run into those bastards from the Ye family."

Shen Shan also smiled and nodded: "I am about the same as Master Feng, and I came to see Master Tang by the way."

"Today's incident is thanks to all of you for helping me." Tang Yan said gratefully.

"It's being polite for us to say this." Shen Shan smiled and waved his hand.

Tang Yan lowered his head and thought about it. Shen Shan came to see him, probably just to come and see him.

However, considering Mr. Feng's heartless personality, he probably came to me for something else. He smiled and said, "Brother Feng, you came to me for something else this time, right?"

Feng Chenye liked to be straightforward, and after being pointed out by Tang Yan, he did not hide it. He hesitated for a while before saying, "Brother Tang is as smart as ever. This time I came... to ask you, brother, if you have any treasures similar to the Rejuvenating Pill?

Last time I gave it to my sweetheart, she was very satisfied with this kind of medicine."

Before Tang Yan could speak, Shen Shan beside him suddenly showed a look of realization: "No wonder, no wonder Fairy Meng Yao of the Moon Temple looks at you with new eyes, it turns out that it is Master Tang who is helping you."

"Hehe...Mr. Shen, remember to keep this matter a secret for me." Feng Chenye laughed.

Tang Yan said gently: "Brother Feng has gone through so much trouble to help his beloved find medicine. If this gets to her ears, I believe she will understand your painstaking efforts even more."

"You still understand me." Feng Chenye laughed and patted Tang Yan's shoulder.

"Brother Tang, there is one more thing. I wonder if you have any more?" This time, Feng Chenye was too embarrassed to explain in detail in front of everyone.

"What?" Tang Yan was a little confused for a moment.

"I left quietly..." Feng Chenye reminded from the side.

"What do you mean you left and came back? If you have something to say, just say it nicely." Shen Shan picked up Feng Chenye and glared at him, "If you don't explain clearly, I'll make you suffer."

Feng Chenye wanted to cry but had no tears at this moment. Old man, are you being reasonable? If it were convenient for me to say it, why would I hide it like this? Besides, Brother Tang must have understood it, why are you meddling in it?

Under the pressure of Shen Shan, Feng Chenye told the details of what happened with great distress. For a moment, Shen Shan and others' eyes widened.

Damn, I didn’t know I could pick up girls this way?

Moreover, the poem "Farewell to the Moon Bridge", although the words are simple, is fresh and timeless, with a long artistic conception. Mr. Tang is truly a talent!

"Mr. Tang, since Young Master Feng has already spoken, I wonder if you have any similar poems?" Shen Shan asked with interest.

"Yes, brother, do you have anything else? Don't worry, you will definitely get some benefits!" Feng Chenye urged hurriedly.

"Let me think about this." Tang Yan lowered his head and pondered.

Tang Yan had a lot of poems in his mind. The long river of Chinese culture contained countless beautiful classics. However, with Feng Chenye's literary accomplishment, it was still difficult for him to appreciate them.

"Brother Tang, my future happiness is in your hands." Feng Chenye said sadly.

"Don't be anxious, Mr. Feng. These poems are not written in one go. Those old fellows in our Wenxiu Pavilion need several days to write a poem. If you want to write a poem of the level of 'Farewell to Moon Bridge', it will take several years of polishing." Lan Guiwei thought that Tang Yan could not do it, so he helped Tang Yan find a way out.

However, what Lan Guiwei said makes sense. It is quite difficult to hear an article of the level of "Goodbye Moon Bridge" in such a short time.

"Brother Tang...you are my brother, you are my real brother, my lifelong happiness..." Feng Chenye also realized the difficulty of this, and tears immediately welled up in his eyes. The disgusting feeling almost made Tang Yan faint.

"Stop, stop, stop. That's enough. I just thought of a poem, but I forgot it when you interrupted me." Tang Yan said unhappily.

"No, Brother Tang, let's talk it over nicely. If you have thought of it, I will give you a seventh-level spiritual medicine this time." Feng Chenye said proudly.

"Level 7!" Tang Yan was delighted and asked, "What treasures are there?"

"How about Feixia Grass?" Feng Chenye immediately reported the benefits after scanning his storage space with his divine sense.

Feixia grass!

Hearing this name, even Shen Shan's eyes showed surprise.

Tang Yan's heart also skipped a beat. Feixia grass was fragrant red all over, like the sunset, with mild medicinal effects and vast spiritual energy. It was the main ingredient for refining the fifth-level elixir "Shenglingdan".

The efficacy of Shengling Pill is of great benefit to Xiantian. After taking it, one can raise one's strength to the peak of Xiantian first level.

"Brother Feng, you are too polite. I do have one here." Tang Yan said carefully.

"Brother Tang, please tell me quickly." Feng Chenye was overjoyed and urged hurriedly.

"This poem is called 'Rainy Alley'. Brother Feng can go to your sweetheart on a rainy day and find a suitable opportunity to show it to her." After a simple reminder, Tang Yan said:

"Holding an oil-paper umbrella, I wander alone in the long, long and lonely rain alley.

I hope to meet a girl who is as sad as a lilac.

She has the color of lilac, the fragrance of lilac, the sadness of lilac, complaining in the rain, complaining and wandering;

Holding up an oil-paper umbrella, she wanders in this lonely rainy alley, silently walking along the path like me, indifferent, desolate and melancholy...”

Tang Yan paced in the conference room, his voice steady and with a hint of melancholy, and the hall became quiet for a while.

Tang Yan did not disturb them, but waited quietly for them.

Everyone in the hall reacted in the same way, all immersed in memories.

The fire phoenix was dressed in fiery red, with its red lips slightly parted and its eyes blurred.

She is also a young girl. Doesn't she want to be the lilac-like girl in the hearts of others in a rainy alley?

At this moment, Mr. Fan lowered his head and secretly sighed that Tang Yan's poem was so fresh and timeless, easy to remember, and yet had extraordinary meaning.

Even Mr. Shen, who was extremely powerful and unmoved by external things, had a bit of nostalgia in his eyes at this moment. His memory went back to a hundred years ago, when he met the first woman who made his heart beat...

"Ah——" After a long while, Shen Shan let out a soft sigh, waking up the people in the hall.

"Brother Feng, is this poem worth reading?" Tang Yan asked with a smile.