Although Wangyue Villa is not very famous in the Daliang martial arts world as a second-rate sect, it has actually been established for nearly a hundred years, and it has accumulated the efforts of three or four generations to achieve its current strength and status.

Wangyue regards the master as the master of the village as his honor, and under him there are two masters of the village, three masters of the village, etc., all of whom are descendants of the Wei family.

The current owner of the village, Wei Boshan, is the third one. He is sixty or seventy years old and is said to have reached the second level of Xiantian.

The second master of the village, Wei Bohai, and the third master of the village, Wei Bohe, are also at the first level of innateness.

It is precisely because there are three great innates in charge that Wangyue Villa dared to send out invitations, spread the news, and hold a Zhizhi Appraisal Conference after acquiring Corpse Ganoderma.

As for the purpose, on the surface it was to invite fellow martial artists to appreciate and appreciate the sesame seeds, but only the senior management of Wangyue Villa knew the actual purpose.

After all, Corpse Ganoderma is a rare treasure that is rumored to be able to make flesh and bones and raise the dead. Even though many people don't believe it, there are still many people who come here with the idea that they would rather believe it.

However, Wangyue Villa is built on a hill called Wangyue Mountain. The walls and buildings are integrated with the mountain. There are guards of the Villa patrolling back and forth, and there are built-in wolves and dogs. It is difficult for ordinary warriors to break in.

Even if a highly skilled person goes in and doesn't know where the Corpse Ganoderma is, it will be difficult to steal it.

Therefore, if you want to obtain Corpse Ganoderma, or just take a look, you still have to go through the main entrance.

It's just that the main entrance is equally difficult to enter, and you must meet at least one of the five conditions set by Wangyue Villa.

Among these five conditions, the last two conditions are the most ambiguous.

Many people came with rare treasures or thought they could find an accommodating relationship, but in the end they failed.

These people refused to leave, so they gathered outside the main entrance of Wangyue Villa, either chatting with other people in the world, or watching to see if the newcomers could enter the Villa.

If they can get in, they will inevitably have to evaluate their identity, martial arts skills, or the treasures they carry.

If the newcomers fail to get in, they will naturally be laughed at.

However, as the official date of the Zhizhi Appraisal Conference approaches, everyone who is supposed to come has arrived, and there are not as many new arrivals every day as before, which makes these idlers less interesting.

This morning, this group of idlers were drinking and eating tea at a roadside wine shop or tea stall outside the villa, when they saw an ordinary carriage driving up to the gate of the villa.

"There's a new guy here again!" The good guy clapped his hands and shouted excitedly.

"I wonder who is coming back here."

"You should tell me what kind of people are here, rich, martial arts, or have treasures."

"Damn it, if you ask me, this Wangyue Villa is a bit too powerful. Since it invites fellow martial artists to appreciate zhi, why aren't we allowed in?"

"that is."

"Stop arguing, the people in the car are getting out. Hey, the owner is actually a man with disabled legs?"

Hearing this, everyone immediately looked over.

But I saw a slim woman wearing a black gauze hat, a long sword hanging from her waist, and an aqua outfit, pushing an old man in a wheelchair to the gate of the villa.

Outside the gate, there was a young man sitting in the shade drinking tea, with several villa guards standing behind him.

Everyone in the world knows that this person is the son of the second owner of Wangyue Villa, Wei Mingxi.

He was responsible for welcoming guests. When he saw this, he stood up and cupped his hands and said: "May I ask your senior's name? But you want to participate in the Zhi Appraisal Conference?"

The thin old man sitting in the wheelchair said: "I, Qiu Wujian, am an idle man in the mountains. Since I am here, I naturally want to participate in the Zhizhi Appraisal Conference."

In order to welcome guests, Wei Mingxi had done enough 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 hesitate because of this, but instead raised his hands and said: "Due to the limited reception capacity of the village, we have set five conditions. Senior Qiu must meet one of them before he can enter the village."

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 on it.

In order to prevent visitors from being illiterate, Wei Mingxi explained it again.

After saying that, he looked at "Qiu Wujian" with a smile and said no more.

This "Qiu Wujian" is naturally the pseudonym of Li Fengqiu.

He didn't say much and waved to Wu Yue.

Wu Yue took out a wooden box from the bag and opened it in front of Wei Mingxi.

Li Fengqiu then said: "I know the rules of your village. There is a Millennium Ginseng in this box. Does it meet the fourth requirement?"

Those idlers were not far from the gate of the villa, and 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 again.

"I actually wanted 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 want. I wonder if it can pass the Weibo River."

"Didn't someone bring a thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum earlier? It's not necessarily allowed in, right? I don't think this thousand-year-old ginseng will be appreciated."

"If they can't enter the village, we can ask if the thousand-year-old ginseng can be sold. I guess they don't want to bring ginseng and bring it back, right?"

"I'm more interested in the maid next to the old man. Look at that slender waist. It makes people feel itchy just looking at it from a distance."

While these people were discussing in a buzzing manner, they saw an old man walking out of the village.

He is slightly fat, slightly short in stature, and has white beard and hair. He looks like a wealthy man. He is none other than Wei Bohe, the owner of the third village of Wangyue Villa.

He first checked the ginseng in the box, and soon returned it to Wu Yue, saying: "It is indeed a thousand-year-old ginseng, but the process of taking and storing it is slightly improper, and the quality is not perfect. It is difficult for Wei to give up this treasure alone."

You two enter the village."

Wei Bohe apologized, but his expression was indeed light.

He was ready. If the old man sitting upright and in the wheelchair was dissatisfied, he wouldn't mind using martial arts to shock him.

Unexpectedly, the old man also looked calm and said: "Take out another box."

When the woman in the bamboo hat heard this, she took out a wooden box from the bag, opened it and handed it over.

Wei Bohe not only narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw it, because what was inside was another thousand-year-old ginseng!

In fact, the two thousand-year-old ginseng plants were able to pass the test, but Wei Bohe glanced at the shape of the woman's bag in a bamboo hat and couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that there are still thousand-year-old ginseng in the bag?

Thinking of this, he sighed and said, "Boss, although this thousand-year-old ginseng is in better quality, if there are two of them, I'm afraid it still doesn't meet the requirements."

Hearing this, Li Fengqiu looked slightly cold.

He was not a newcomer to the world like Wu Yue. Although he had lived in seclusion for many years, he was still an old man in the world. How could he not see that Wei Bohe was deliberately making things difficult for him?

But he did not have an attack, but waved his hand again.

So Wu Yue took out another wooden box and opened it. It still contained thousand-year-old ginseng!

Although Wei Bohe had some guesses, he didn't expect that someone actually carried three thousand-year-old ginseng plants with him, or even more.

In order to prevent Wei Bohe from making things difficult again, Li Fengqiu spoke first: "Three owners of the village, are three thousand-year-old ginseng plants enough?"

At the same time, a group of idlers on the roadside heard the conversation in front of the gate and were equally surprised.

Then these people started talking in a buzzing voice——

"Oh my god, there are three thousand-year-old ginseng plants! Even if one plant only sells for 100,000 taels, it's still 300,000 taels!"

"Thousand-year-old ginseng, a natural and precious treasure, is often priceless. 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 think of something. A few days ago, Sang Tianqi, the head of the Thirteenth Chain of Chains at Pingling and Dunqiu, was killed, right?"

"I heard that they wanted to rob the Thousand-Year-Old Ginseng from Donglin Medicine Store, but a woman protected the Donglin Medicine Store's people from escaping. The Dragon Sword, Ghost Hand Sang Tianqi was all broken into the hands of that woman."

"Yes, that's what happened, but I'm afraid you may not know what happened next. After I heard that the woman arrived in Gu County, she killed the young proprietor of Donglin Medicine Store in the Li family mansion that night, and took away all the money that the Li family had accumulated.

Five thousand-year-old ginseng!”

"Five plants?!" Everyone was shocked when they heard it.

Someone shouted in disbelief: "Five thousand-year-old ginseng? You're not talking about Chinese cabbage, are you?"

No one paid attention to this man's joke, but all looked at the woman wearing a hat and a black gauze sword in front of the gate of Wangyue Villa.

"Beheading Sang Tianqi, killing people and seizing treasures, this woman is probably an evil master who has at least acquired the eighth level of perfection, right?"

"So, what kind of strength is the old man she is pushing?"
Chapter completed!