"Your sect?"
Zhang Dongyun, who was disguised as Mr. Dark Cloud, stared at Wen Hu with a faint smile on his face.
Wen Hu had always been secretive about his master's origins.
Zhang Dongyun didn't ask about it.
As long as the other party was loyal to Chang 'an and didn't harbor any evil intentions, this person could be used.
As for whether the other party's sect meant a certain amount of connections and resources, Zhang Dongyun wasn't worried about wasting them.
If the other party was an enemy, Master Zhang couldn't wait for the other party to come knocking on his door.
If the other party was a friend, as Wen Hu's understanding of Chang 'an deepened, he would naturally take the initiative to contact his sect.
Or his fellow sect members would contact him, such as now.
However, since it had already come to this point, it wouldn't make sense for Wen Hu to still hide his origin.
Sure enough, Wen Hu himself also realized this point.
"Senior, please forgive me for hiding the truth from you. My master is Dahe Longmen."
The tall man bowed down to Zhang Dongyun, who was disguised as Mr. Dark Cloud.
"Dahe Longmen …" Zhang Dongyun nodded to himself.
Wen Hu's previous caution wasn't without reason.
Dahe Longmen wasn't a nameless sect in the Eastern Tang dynasty. On the contrary, it was a famous sect that was on par with Fuzhen Guan and other Taoist holy lands.
The so-called "Four Paths" in the so-called "Three Academies, Four Paths, Five Sects, and Six Schools" were the four famous Taoist sects such as Fuzhen Guan and Qingbokgung.
The "Five Sects" referred to the five famous sects that founded their sects on Martial Arts.
Dahe Longmen was one of the Five Sects.
There were two big rivers in the Eastern Tang, one in the north and one in the south.
The northern river was also known as the Dragon River. Longbei County was located to the north of the western section of the Dragon River.
From the Dragon River to the middle section of the river, there was a pass with rapid river flow and steep terrain. In ancient times, it was known as the Dragon Gate.
The ancestral court of Dahe Longmen was located there. Since then, it had developed and expanded until it was a famous sect that dominated the great river.
Their businesses were spread all over the north and south of the river, especially the boatmen in the middle section of the Dragon River. Most of them worked for the Dahe Longmen.
This sect had a very high prestige in the Great River Basin. Many people in the sect were chivalrous, helping the weak, and helping those in danger. Their reputation was especially good among the people.
Wen Hu was just a passer-by. When he passed by Longbei County, there was a riot. He saw injustice on the road and was willing to take the risk to help the refugees.
This was partly because of his temperament, but also because of the teachings he received from the sect.
He had reached the Fourth Realm of Martial Arts at such a young age, and it was also inseparable from the Dragon Gate's Secret Manual of Martial Arts and the guidance of a famous teacher.
Zhang Dongyun had previously intercepted a secret letter from someone in the Secret Pavilion. It stated that Wen Hu had the accent of Shangnan Commandery's Yu Qiu Mansion, so he had some guesses about his master.
That was the area under the influence of the Dahe Longmen.
"What I have done has serious implications. I am afraid that it will implicate the sect. Thank you for intercepting the secret letter from the Secret Pavilion." Wen Hu thanked him sincerely.
Dahe Longmen had always been chivalrous and righteous. But because of this, they had received a lot of attention from the Eastern Tang dynasty.
In recent years, the Eastern Tang royalty had been cleaning up the internal forces.
If the news of Wen Hu helping the refugees against the Tang Army was leaked, the consequences could be serious.
Mr. Dark Cloud did not allow the other party to come in immediately. Instead, he asked Wen Hu, "Why is someone from your sect here?"
Wen Hu quickly said, "Uncle Master is here to thank you and Chang 'an for saving my life and subduing the people."
Zhang Dongyun smiled in his heart. He was afraid that there were evil masters in Chang 'an and that the purpose of taking in the people was to kill them and refine their souls for cultivation.
He did not point it out and said calmly, "Let him in."
Wen Hu was overjoyed and left.
After a while, he led a middle-aged woman into the city to meet Mr. Dark Cloud.
"Old Sir." The middle-aged woman introduced herself. "Shang Jie of the Dragon Gate is here to meet you."
"Rise."
The old man in black on the seat said calmly,
"I have heard from Wen Hu why you are here. Now that you are here and have met us, what do you want to do next?"
Shang Jie of the Dahe Longmen took out a package and said, "This is a small gift to express my gratitude. I wish Chang 'an prosperity."
Wen Hu took the cloth package, opened it, and presented it to Mr. Dark Cloud.
With the help of the System, Zhang Dongyun knew what it was without looking at it.
The seemingly inconspicuous grass seeds and leaves in the package were actually the seeds and seedlings of various herbs.
The gift was not a panacea, but if planted and cultivated properly, it could breed a large number of flowers and plants with great medicinal value.
In particular, some of the herbs were not used by mortals to treat diseases, but for cultivators.
The Hanshan school also collected relevant herbs from inside and outside Qinzhou.
However, Qinzhou was limited, and the Hanshan school was not as powerful as the Dahe Longmen.
Therefore, the quality of the herbs and grass seeds brought by Shang Jie was obviously better than the ones collected by the Hanshan school.
"There are many people in the city. People eat grains and are inevitably sick. I hope this can help."
Shang Jie glanced at Wen Hu and said, "Uncle Master Wen is in the city. Please take care of him."
Mr. Dark Cloud waved his hand and put away the package. "Anyone who follows the rules of Chang 'an can live here."
Wen Hu lowered his head and Shang Jie smiled. "Chang 'an is a blessing for the people of Longbei."
After sitting for a while, Shang Jie took his leave.
Mr. Dark Cloud did not ask him to stay. He waved his hand and signaled Wen Hu to see him out.
Wen Hu accompanied Shang Jie out of the city. He wanted to say something but stopped on the way.
"What is it?" Shang Jie asked him with a smile.
"Uncle Shang, I mentioned to you before that there is a Turquoise Stone Crystal vein in Chang 'an. We are looking for a buyer."
Wen Hu hesitated for a while and said, "Our sect's warriors also need the Turquoise Stone Crystal for their cultivation …"
Shang Jie shook his head gently. "It's good for both sides to cooperate. However, we still don't know the details of Chang 'an. Secondly, the other party may not trust our sect.
If you talk about business for the first time, it may make people suspicious. You will be living in Chang 'an for a long time. "
Wen Hu smiled bitterly. "I don't plan to let our sect suffer losses. I also don't plan to take advantage of Chang 'an. We can talk about the details of the price slowly. Isn't it good to have a fair trade?"
"Of course."
Shang Jie smiled. "The first time is unfamiliar, the second time is familiar. We can talk about it slowly in the future."
She stopped smiling and looked back at the city wall of Chang 'an with a serious look.
"This place is too mysterious. It makes people feel uncertain.
However, if it can treat the people well and fight against the Eastern Tang tyranny, it can be a pure land in the world … "
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