Chapter 5 Flame Grass

In the early morning of the next day, the blue sky was cloudless, and the broken sun splashed golden light.

The streets are covered with snow, and pedestrians are in a hurry. Lu Fan strode towards the medicine shop with his pockets full of gold coins, which were almost all his savings.

After acquiring the martial skill Bengshan Fist last night, Lu Fan studied it carefully, first to understand, to understand thoroughly, and then to start practicing.

He discovered that the most important thing in practicing Bengshan Quan was not the problem of the arms, but the problem of medicinal materials.

This set of martial arts is practiced together with medicinal materials, and requires a relatively good healing medicinal material, flame grass. And if there is no such medicinal material, it is undoubtedly an idiot to simply throw your arm at the stone.

Therefore, early in the morning, Lu Fan went out to buy this medicinal herb.

Lu Fan still knows a little about the flame grass. After all, he is also from a family of martial arts, and he must know the uses of various medicinal materials. After all, their Lu family also opened a medicinal material shop, but the sales are very expensive, and their disciples buy them at a discount.

Walking to the main city street, this street is bustling with people.

The cold weather does not reduce everyone's enthusiasm for shopping. The hawkers along the street and the row upon row of shops are still full of guests.

As Lu Fan walked, he looked for the flame grass. It is undoubtedly the best if it can be found at the hawker stalls outside. Because the price offered by the hawker is usually much cheaper than that of the store, and depending on the situation, the price can be negotiated, which is very suitable for people like Lu Fan who do not have ample pockets.

After looking for half a street, Lu Fan didn't see the flame grass.

Flame Grass is a kind of fiery red medicinal material, the root of which is white is the best, followed by blue, and the whole body is red.

Lu Fan looked for the stalls one by one, and finally, he saw a pile of fiery red flame grass in front of a hawker's stall near the weapon shop.

Lu Fan was overjoyed, and walked forward slowly, as if wandering around, rummaging around in front of the peddler, looking around, then picked up one of the flame grasses and said, "How much is this?"

The peddler said behind him: "Five silver coins per plant."

Lu Fan frowned slightly. Five silver coins were equivalent to a month's expenses for an ordinary family of three. The sum of his whole body was only more than a dozen gold coins, and it was obvious that he couldn't buy all of the pile of flame grass in front of him.

Lu Fan put down the flame grass and said, "It's too expensive, I'd better go look elsewhere."

Turning around to leave, the peddler stopped him and said, "Then four silver coins per plant. If you buy more, I will give you a discount. Young master, this kind of flame grass is not easy to pick. You can buy it elsewhere. Definitely not at that price."

Lu Fan turned his head, and flipped through the pile of flame grass casually, secretly counting how many flame grasses there were in this pile, and whether it would be enough for him to last for a month.

While counting, at this moment, Lu Fan suddenly reached out his hand to touch the roots of the flame grass, and suddenly found that the roots of several flame grass were actually white.

The heart beats suddenly, the flame grass with white roots is more than ten times more precious than the flame grass that is all red. According to the martial art book of Bengshanquan, if one uses white flame grass to practice, the speed will be doubled.

Lu Fan forcibly held back his ecstasy, not letting his face change in any way.

After adjusting his mood, Lu Fan stretched out three fingers to the peddler and said, "Three silver coins per plant, I want all of yours."

The peddler gritted his teeth, thought for a while and said, "Deal."

Lu Fan immediately gave him money, and then reached out to pick up a pile of flame grass.

He was enjoying himself secretly, when suddenly his body was hit by someone. Turning his head to look, what caught his eyes was a young man in a warrior uniform.

This person looked to be about the same age as Lu Fan, with a Chinese character face, a burly figure, and a blue martial artist uniform with the unique logo of the Martial Arts Academy. Obviously this person is proud of being a student of the Martial Arts Academy.

Lu Fan also recognized that he was Mo Yunfei, the young son of the Mo family, the number one martial arts family in Jianglin City.

"Hey, isn't this Lu Fan, the trash of the Lu family? Why, I got up early in the morning to help the family bring in medicinal materials. Shouldn't you go to Xishan to collect herbs?"

Mo Yunfei smiled happily, and the Mo Jiajia Ding who followed behind him also laughed at the same time.

Stretching out his hand, Mo Yunfei took two flame grasses from Lu Fan's arms. Lu Fan snatched it back and said, "Master Mo, let's leave without disturbing each other while you go shopping in your street."

After speaking, Lu Fan was ready to leave.

Several servants behind Mo Yunfei blocked Lu Fan's way. Mo Yunfei looked Lu Fan up and down and said, "I haven't seen you for a few days, have you become hardened? Even if Lu Ming is in front of me, he doesn't dare to be arrogant. What are you?"

Lu Fan said: "Master Mo, you should tell Lu Ming what you said."

Mo Yunfei smiled, clapped his hands and said: "Good point. I will find a chance to teach him a good lesson. Look at your Lu family, you are still raising trash like you, and you still want to compare with our Mo family just because of this." , the difference is really not a little bit."

As he spoke, Mo Yunfei stretched out his palm and scattered the herbs in Lu Fan's hand to the ground.

With anger in Lu Fan's eyes, he already clenched his fists. His brain told him to calm down, Mo Yunfei is at least the most important fighter in body training, he is absolutely impossible to be an opponent.

Forcibly controlling his emotions, Lu Fan bent down and picked up the flame grass on the ground bit by bit.

Mo Yunfei stood by and watched, laughing unabated, and kept pointing.

Other people on the street also looked this way, it is impossible for anyone to come to help Lu Fan.

The reason is very simple. On one side is the young master of the Mo family, and on the other is Lu Fan, the well-known good-for-nothing of the Lu family. Seeing Mo Yunfei and Lu Fan joking, many people laughed together.

"Look at Lu Fan, does he look like a dog?"

"The waste is only being bullied, son, have you seen it? You must know that you must be strong in the future, and you can't be like that Lu Fan."

"It's shameful. Why didn't the Lu family lock him up. Let him walk around. Are you really going to lose face of the Lu family?"

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Lu Fan picked up all the flame grasses, looked up at Mo Yunfei and said, "Can I go?"

Mo Yunfei had obviously had enough fun, it was fine to make fun of Lu Fan, but Mo Yunfei hadn't thought about what to do with Lu Fan.

After all, Lu Fan is also a member of the Lu family. Although his status is not high, if he slaps the Lu family in the face, the Lu family will make trouble for him.

Mo Yunfei just wanted to be happy today and didn't want to cause trouble.

"I'm not interested in bullying trash. You go."

After finishing speaking, Mo Yunfei waved his servants away.

Lu Fan left amidst Mo Yunfei's laughter, his eyes were cold.

This world is like this, the strong can bully the weak at will. He's been an underdog for over a decade and really doesn't want to do it again.

Lu Fan gritted his teeth secretly. Now that he has signs of becoming a strong man, even if he tries his best, he will become a strong man.

Mo Yunfei may not know that his actions today completely ignited the raging flame in Lu Fan's chest.

And this group of flames will eventually turn into a sea of ​​flames, burning the entire world.