Chapter 562 Golden Platform

Yun Jingshen stood up at this time and said: "Brother, I said that I want to sworn sworn brothers with you. It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun. I think today will be the best."

Zhang Jun smiled and said: "Brothers are gentle people, okay, then today will be the day."

At that moment, the two told each other their ages, burned incense and complained, and became brothers with different surnames. Zhang Jun is the eldest brother and Yun Jingshen is the brother.

After the sworn vows, it was already midnight, but Zhang Jun had no intention of leaving. He said: "Brother, I think you are now at the fifth level of Immortal Gang. With your status in the Yun family, your cultivation level should be more than this, right?"

Yun Jingshen sighed: "Brother has good eyesight. In fact, I was very talented when I was young. However, when I was thirteen years old, I was tricked by someone. As a result, my practice plummeted. I made almost no breakthroughs in the past few years."

Zhang Jun glanced at him and said: "Your physical qualifications are indeed very good. It must be someone's problem with your mind."

Yun Jingshen was stunned. He suddenly thought that his eldest brother was a descendant of the Shennong Sect. A medical expert?

He cheered up and said, "Yes, when I was thirteen years old, I had a conflict with someone and ended up being hurt. Can you help me, brother?"

Zhang Jun smiled and said: "This is not a difficult problem for me. I can help you solve it today."

Yun Jingshen was overjoyed and couldn't help but laugh loudly.

Zhang Jun: "Don't be complacent yet, the treatment process may be very painful."

Yun Jingshen patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, brother. As long as the injury can be cured, I can bear it."

Zhang Jun smiled slightly. Ge Chunqiu had a similar problem back then, and he used Buddha's light to help him cure it. Now that he saw Yun Jingshen's situation, he was actually very confident.

However, his current medical skills are many times better than before, and his treatment methods have certainly been improved. However, this improved method will have a small side effect, that is, you will suffer greater mental pain.

However, this was related to Yun Jingshen's future growth. Zhang Jun did not want to take too much and decided to use his improved method to treat him and completely eliminate the scars in his Taoist heart.

The two came to the quiet room, and he asked Yun Jingshen to sit cross-legged on the ground and calm down. Immediately, he used his true power to penetrate the Buddha's light into the other person's body, cleansing his body and soul.

At first, Yun Jingshen felt so comfortable that he almost screamed. But before long, this comfort turned into ten times more pain.

He couldn't help shouting, his eyes widened as if they were about to pop out of his sockets.

Zhang Jun can understand that this kind of pain is more than ten times more intense than the pain of cutting off a finger, and it comes from the deepest part of the soul, making people want to die.

"Brother, this hurts too much." He gritted his teeth and said, there was blood seeping out from between his teeth, which was due to excessive force.

Zhang Jun looked calm and said: "You can only become a master if you endure hardships."

There was no other way, Yun Jingshen could only grit his teeth and persist, feeling like his days were just like years.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly woke up as his whole body was soaked in cold sweat. At this time, he didn't feel any pain at all. Instead, heat surged through his body, and he felt a sense of enlightenment in his soul.

After a try, the immortal energy in his body showed signs of breakthrough.

"Haha!" He laughed loudly, "Yang Wudi, just wait until I do it. I'll kill you!"

Zhang Jun looked at him funny and asked, "The person who hurt you is Yang Wudi?"

Yun Jingshen nodded sheepishly: "That boy is the young genius of the Yang family, and I am considered the genius of the Yun family. There have always been conflicts between the Yun family and the Yang family, so we became the targets of comparison. .”

"I was thirteen years old and he was fourteen years old. Because of a quarrel, the two of us went to the wilderness to decide. In the end, I lost, and the kid actually had a magic talisman on him."

"Sacred talisman?" Zhang Jun shook his head, "You are lucky to survive."

"Yes." He sighed with emotion, "Fortunately, the divine prohibition on the talisman has almost been wiped out, and the remaining power is less than 1%. Otherwise, I would have died long ago."

"However, his end was not good either. Due to the forceful activation of the talisman, he also suffered a backlash. According to reports, he only recovered the year before and two years ago."

At this point, Yun Jingshen laughed again: "But I'm fine now. Big brother helped me heal my injury. I will gather my true strength before I'm twenty!"

Zhang Jun said: "With your qualifications, there should be no problem."

The two brothers chatted, and before they knew it it was daylight, but they were still full of energy.

Yun Jingshen glanced at the time and said with a smile: "Brother, today happens to be the opening day of the Golden Terrace. Do you want to go there?"

When Zhang Jun heard about a place like Golden Terrace, he was very interested. When he heard that he wanted to go, Shuanghe naturally agreed.

Golden Terrace is located in Kyoto, but its location is relatively remote, located on a mountain in the northern suburbs. Yun Jingshen had been there more than once and was relatively experienced. He first went to the bank with Zhang Jun to get a cashier's check, because he could only use this kind of thing if he wanted to trade on the gold platform.

The mountain where the Golden Terrace is located is called Wuji Mountain. Zhang Jun looked at it for a long time when he went up the mountain, but he didn't see any connection between this mountain and "Wuji".

The winding road leads directly to the mountain, but you have to pass two inspection stations along the way.

When they reached the mountainside, a large-scale villa appeared in front of everyone. At the entrance of the villa, a stone tablet was erected with the four characters "Golden Villa" written on it.

As the car drove past the stone monument, Zhang Jun couldn't help but ask: "Jingshen, whose territory is Golden Terrace?"

"Three of the eight aristocratic families are shareholders of Huanghuangtai, and their backends are very strong." Yun Jingshen said, a bit unconvinced in his tone.

Zhang Jun smiled: "I have always heard you talk about the eight great families that founded the country. Did these eight great families really help Taizu found the country?"

"That's natural." Speaking of old things, he became more energetic. "I think Taizu's power was not very powerful back then, and it was suppressed by international forces. If it hadn't been for the support of the eight great families, it would not have been possible to succeed so quickly."

"Actually, the so-called Eight Founding Families are just people who helped Taizu before the founding of the People's Republic of China. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, a large number of aristocratic families also chose to assist Taizu, and their status is not low, but they can't be compared with the eight founding families."

"Of course, there is no free lunch in the world. The major aristocratic families chose to help Taizu, and Taizu also gave them benefits. Therefore, for more than half a century, various aristocratic families have developed rapidly and have penetrated into all areas of the national economy."

"If the country does this, it won't be afraid of being kidnapped by aristocratic families?" Zhang Jun frowned.

"Of course I'm afraid." Yun Jingshen shrugged, "But they can't help it, because the two are no longer distinguishable from each other, and no one can live without the other."

As they spoke, the car drove into the parking lot and the two entered a tall building. When entering, the two were questioned again, and it was obvious that the security check here was very strict.

The tall building has four floors, each floor is very large and has different functions. Yun Jingshen introduced to Zhang Jun one by one that the first floor was a place where the children of the aristocratic families gathered and had fun, and its function was similar to that of the General's Mansion Club.

The second floor is where private transactions take place, but after the transaction, both parties to the transaction must pay a 2% commission to the landlord.

The third floor is the auction venue, which accepts the auction of any item, but the fees are also very high, with a commission of up to 10%.

The fourth floor is the most mysterious. According to Yun Jingshen, even he has never been to that place. It is a place where extremely high-end people conduct transactions. Only the heads of various aristocratic families are eligible to enter.

The two people arrived on the first floor first. There were not many people in the hall, only a few dozen people. Zhang Jun only took a brief look and asked to enter the second floor.

The second floor is different from the first floor in that it is divided into hundreds of small grid-like rooms. There is a table and several chairs in the room.

There were monks sitting in many small rooms, and they placed their things on the table.

Zhang Jun felt that this place was like a vegetable market. Different small rooms were just stalls selling vegetables one after another.

Outside the small room is a wide corridor. There are many people coming and going, hundreds of them, including men and women, old and young. They wandered in and out of different cubbyholes, looking for what they needed.

Yun Jingtian had been here a long time ago and knew the place very well. He pointed to a street: "This is Fu Street. The houses on both sides specialize in selling runes."

Then he pointed to another place: "This is Lingdan Street. All the people selling elixirs are here."

After that, there are also the Artifact Street, the Material Street, the Spiritual Medicine Street, the Alchemy Street, etc. Most of the items on sale are necessary items for monks.

After hearing the introduction, he first walked towards Lingdan Street. When a person reaches the street entrance, his eyesight has already scanned the long Lingdan Street.

As a result, he was surprised to find that most of the elixirs sold on this street were useless elixirs, and only a few elixirs were normal, and most of them were low-grade elixirs.

The so-called waste elixirs refer to those elixirs that had accidents during the refining process, resulting in the elixir's medicinal properties being greatly reduced, and may even produce side effects.

There is a popular saying in the spiritual practice world: If you don’t want to live, take useless elixirs. It can be seen that the risk of taking waste elixir is quite high, so this thing is very worthless.

For example, Zhang Jun discovered that the seller only asked customers for a low-grade elixir worth 10 million. A waste elixir of a middle-grade elixir only has 300 million.

Of course, if it is a waste elixir of high-grade elixir, the price is extremely high, requiring several billions.

This made him secretly frightened. From this point of view, the price of an intact high-grade elixir would be an astronomical figure, and even the rich could not buy it.

As soon as he entered Lingdan Street, he pulled Yun Jingshen into the first small room on the left.

Sitting in the room was an old man in his fifties wearing a black suit. He looked very official, and his secular identity was probably that of an official.

Seeing the guests coming, the old man smiled slightly: "You two little friends, do you want to buy a magic pill?"

On the table in front of him was a square, flat jade box. On top of the jade box, there are more than a dozen pills of different colors and sizes.

Yun Jingshen curled his lips and said: "This is a useless elixir, not a spiritual elixir."

The old man corrected him: "To be precise, it's a discarded elixir, but it's still useful."

Zhang Jun's eyes fell on an elixir the size of a dragon's eye. He felt that the aura of the elixir was obscure, so he asked: "Senior, what kind of elixir is this?"