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On the other side, Qin Rufeng followed the memories of his previous life and arrived in front of the largest medicine store in Spirit County — the Zhang medicine store.

It was said to be a shop, but there was an entire street in front of him. There were more than a dozen big and small medicine stores, all of which were owned by the Zhang's medicine stores. And this street was also known as Medicine Street.

The entire street was filled with red brick and green tiles, pavilions and pavilions. The middle of the street was filled with all sorts of strange flowers and plants, and one could faintly smell the fragrance of medicine in the air.

In addition, the sky had already gradually darkened, and the entire street was brightly lit, as if it was a prosperous city.

However, Qin Rufeng had seen many places that were a hundred to a thousand times more prosperous than this in his past life. Naturally, he wasn't shocked by the sight of such a small and bustling place in front of him.

A piece of paper full of medicinal herbs appeared in his hands as he walked in with his hands in his pockets.

"Halt!"

With a loud shout, a skinny, sharp-tongued man used a wooden stick as thick as an arm to block in front of Qin Rufeng, blocking him.

Seeing Qin Rufeng stop, he used his right hand to continuously hit the palm of his left hand with the wooden stick. He circled around Qin Rufeng, sweeping his eyes over him from head to toe.

Then, he arrogantly used the wooden stick in his hand to gobble down Qin Rufeng's chest and ridiculed him, "Pauper, what do you think this place is?

Do not weigh yourself, look at the few rags you're wearing, not even half my size. "To think you have the nerve to come to our Zhang Clan Medicine Street."

After he finished speaking, he had thought that Qin Rufeng would be like those people and say some good words to him, or even give him some benefits, begging him to come in.

However, when he saw Qin Rufeng's indifferent and even disdainful gaze, his originally complacent face instantly turned pale white. He angrily said: "If you kneel down and beg me now, I'll let you in. Otherwise, I'll tell you, never to think about going in there to sell medicine."

"Ha!" "He's treating me as a drug dealer now, no wonder a clown popped up when I was about to go in!"

A drug dealer was, as the name implied, a drug dealer. There were a few medicinal herbs that were not particularly eye-catching in this medicine street. However, in some of the more remote places in the desert, they would turn into rare medicinal herbs.

Although Medicine Street clearly forbade this sort of thing, they still turned a blind eye in the dark. Not only would they be able to reap the profits they deserved, they would also be able to sell some medicinal herbs that had piled up in front of them.

Although he understood the reason in his heart, Qin Rufeng couldn't be bothered to explain to this dog that was biting people. Ignoring the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks in front of him, he lightly said, "Get out of the way!"

"You want me to move out of the way? You must be tired of living! How dare you order me, Chief Marshal. " The sharp-mouthed person was finally unable to endure it any longer. Even though his cultivation was not that high, the person standing behind him was the current young master of the Zhang Clan's medicinal plants, Zhang Ba.

He was confident that in the entire Medicine Street, other than a few giants that he didn't dare to offend, the rest of them would take care of their own cousin, Zhang Ba.

Thus, he strode in front of Qin Rufeng and grabbed at his collar.

Qin Rufeng looked at his right hand that was getting closer to his collar and instantly executed Illusory Shadow Art. A single movement from his side made him leap into the air.

Then he raised his left arm and grabbed Chief Marshal Zhang's right arm under his arm. His left hand slammed up against the elbow of his right arm.

"Ka ka!" The crisp sound of a bone breaking came from Chief Marshal Zhang's arm as his eyeballs bulged out.

"Ah ~ my arm, I will kill you."

At this moment, the face of Chief Marshal Zhang turned sinister due to intense pain. He swung the wooden stick he had been holding all this time at Qin Rufeng, aiming it at his side.

Qin Rufeng released Zhang Shuai Shuai Shuai, who had already become limp, and bent down to avoid the whizzing wooden stick. The wooden stick smashed onto the ground, creating a cloud of dust, and then tightened his right leg to whip his waist.

Zhang Shuai Shuai almost fell to the ground. Before he could regain his balance, Qin Rufeng's left knee viciously hit his crotch.

There was a slight cracking sound and a scream that was several times louder than before.

The stick in Zhang Shuai Shuai's hand landed on the ground with a thud, his hands were clutching his crotch, and he fell limply to the ground, his eyes turning white from the extreme pain.

Qin Rufeng looked at the twitching Chief Marshal Zhang lying on the ground, without a trace of pity in his eyes. If it wasn't for the fact that he was still buying medicinal herbs, he wouldn't want to cause such a ruckus.

With his character, the one lying on the ground was not a man with a broken life, but a dead body.

He patted the clothes on his body and was about to leave when a tyrannical aura shot up to the sky. A voice as loud as thunder instantly exploded in Qin Rufeng's ears, "What are you doing? Come and cause trouble at my Medicine Street!"

It was unknown where the voice came from, but it actually caused Qin Rufeng's mind to be shaken. A sweet and fishy smell rose up his throat. It was obvious that he had suffered internal injuries.

"Mysterious Master!" It seemed that this Zhang Shuai Shuai had some background. To think that it would be able to attract the attention of a Mysterious Master guard. " Qin Rufeng thought to himself as he circulated the Illusory Dream Art to make his body retreat explosively.

It seemed like the matter of buying medicinal herbs tonight would end in failure.

After Qin Rufeng retreated for a few breaths of time, a middle-aged man in a golden-striped robe appeared in the spot where Qin Rufeng was just standing.

"Whew ~"

Qin Rufeng exhaled a breath of light turbid air, and his entire body instantly tensed up. His eyes stared fixedly at the middle-aged man in front of him like a tornado.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man looked at Qin Rufeng and let out a faint exclamation.

"A Mystic Foundation Realm cultivator is actually able to withstand my Lion King's Roar." "You sure have some skill to dare cause trouble at Medicine Street. Merely an ant in the Mysterious Foundation Stage; no matter how powerful you are, how powerful can you be?"

A bamboo sword soundlessly appeared in Qin Rufeng's hand and was placed behind him. From the middle-aged man's point of view, the sword that Qin Rufeng was holding happened to be at a blind spot in his vision.

The middle-aged man looked at Chief Commander Zhang who was still curled up on the ground twitching, and his face couldn't help but reveal a trace of anger. He looked at Qin Rufeng and said angrily: "Evil creature, hand over your life, you actually dared to injure one of my people in my Medicine Street's territory.

"If you do not put my medicinal plants in your eyes, then today, I will teach you, a lesson for the elders of your family."

Qin Rufeng gave a cold laugh, "A Mysterious Master wants to bully a Mysterious Foundation Stage cultivator like me, why are you spouting so much nonsense?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but blush. The young man in front of him was definitely not older than twenty, and he was already over fifty years old.

Bullying the juniors was not a glorious act, and the few large hats he had worn just now were only for the benefit of outsiders.