Chapter 45 0 Herbal Liquid
Chapter 45 Baicao Liquid
Ye Fan and Pang Bo pressed Han Feiyu, and his jaw dropped. In the eyes of everyone, these two eleven-year-old teenagers were "a complete mess". They obviously did not cultivate the source of divine power, but they beat the descendants of an elder to the point of ignorance. , was almost abolished, and many people onlookers were stunned.
"These two are too fierce!"
"But at the age of eleven or twelve, how can you have such magical power?"
"Fighting the enemy with bare hands, overpowering Han Feiyu, and shaking the Aoki seals given by Elder Han into the air, it's really incredible!"
There was a lot of discussion among the people around.
At this moment, even those disciples under the cliff who had entered the school early and had a high level of cultivation also noticed the situation here, and when they learned that Elder Han's grandson Han Feiyu was beaten, there was an uproar.
"Those two teenagers look very handsome, why are they so sturdy, it's really unbelievable..."
Ye Fan and Pang Bo have always been very low-key, but now they have become the focus of everyone's attention. After hearing about the situation, the other disciples at the foot of the cliff also gathered around here, wanting to meet these two fierce people.
"What, that Pang Bo is a fairy seedling?"
When everyone heard the news, they all looked surprised. The disciples who started earlier all understood what Xianmiao meant. That would be the inheritor and hope of the future of Lingxu Dongtian, and a man of influence who might lead the sect to glory. .
"It's actually a fairy seedling, no wonder he is so brave and has a strange personality."
"Han Feiyu has kicked the iron plate this time, and he will not be able to take revenge in the future. He can only swallow this breath..."
Now, when everyone looked at Pang Bo again, their expressions were complicated, and they couldn't tell what it was like in their hearts. Many people quickly made a decision to befriend Pang Bo in the future.
At this moment, Ye Fan and Pang Bo were not idle. They didn't care about the eyes of the people around them. They picked up the small jade bottles on the ground one by one. There were more than 30 bottles of herbal liquid. The teenagers who were provocative at the beginning were thrown into the mud by Ye Fan and Pang Bo, but all the herbal liquid that the teenagers grabbed was left behind.
The disciples who have just started can only receive one bottle of Herbal Liquid every three months. It is conceivable how precious it is. Now the two of them have obtained more than 30 bottles at once, which immediately made the people around them jealous.
"Those guys who have repaired the gods, the things on their bodies should be better..."
Ye Fan and Pang Bo were not satisfied, and turned their attention to a few young people who were stuck in the mud. These people had cultivated a trace of divine power, and they had cultivated a divine pattern in the sea of bitterness, and their cultivation was higher than that of ordinary disciples. It must be "richer" than those teenagers.
The two looked at each other and began to "pull the green onions", dragging the five youths out of the mud pond one by one, and rummaging through them one by one.
"Why are there only a few bottles of herbal liquid on each person..."
Ye Fan and Pang Bo searched the whole body of several people and found that each person only had five bottles of herbal liquid on their bodies, which was not as much as what they had just obtained. The dissatisfied expressions of the two suddenly made the people around them feel quite speechless.
Today, all the cliffs have distributed Baicao Liquid. According to the level of cultivation, the amount of Baicao Liquid received is naturally different. It is not bad for these young people to receive five bottles each.
Li Fei and Wang Jing hadn't left yet. Seeing all this in their eyes, the two looked at each other. They really didn't know what to say. They had never seen such an alternative junior brother before.
At this moment, several young people were paralyzed on the ground like mud, still unable to get up. Ye Fan and Pang Bo searched for them, looked at each other, and threw them into the lotus pond again, but this time they didn't fall down, fearing that they would be killed after a long time. Afterwards, they pulled out the teenagers and threw them in the muddy water.
In the end, Ye Fan and Pang Bo came to the Fang Qingmu Baoyin and tried to push it hard, but it felt too heavy. Even if it could be lifted, it could not be used to fight the enemy.
Everyone was in a daze for a while, these two people were like locusts. In the public, their faces were not flustered, and they had looted all the people, but they still wanted to remove Aoki Yin...
"Senior Brother Li Fei, Senior Sister Wang Jing, thank you!" Ye Fan and Pang Bo shouted loudly in the distance after squeezing out of the crowd, and then quickly walked away.
Han Feiyu's face was ashen, and his heart was full of fire. He didn't even take the green wood treasure seal, and walked directly to a valley deep in the Lingxu cave.
The valley is very open, and there are medicinal fields everywhere, full of exotic flowers and herbs, the smell of medicinal herbs is fragrant, and the spiritual energy is dense. Mangu is full of rare medicinal materials, and there is no other vegetation. The medicinal fragrance and herbal essence overflowing from the growth of various spiritual medicines make this place almost a spiritual valley.
On the road, some medicine boys saluted Han Feiyu, but he ignored it and walked directly to a cave in the depths of the valley with a gloomy face. The medicine cauldron, which I do not know is made of metal, looks simple and heavy.
"Yu'er, how did you get like this?" an old voice asked in the depths of the cave. The person didn't come out, but he seemed to be able to perceive everything outside.
"One of those two people is Xianmiao..." Han Feiyu stood outside the cave, gritted his teeth, and explained the details to his uncle.
"If I had known earlier that these two people had taken the magic medicine, it would be enough to let them release a little blood. Unfortunately, it was too late when I got the news, and now it's a little troublesome." After saying these words, the people in the cave mansion Elder Han fell silent, and after a long time he spoke again: "That fairy... don't provoke him. As for the other one, wait and see."
"Uncle's meaning is..." Han Feiyu's eyes suddenly shot two sharp beams.
"What I mean is, don't do anything now, just practice well." After saying these words, there was no sound in the cave, and it fell silent.
"Yes!" Han Feiyu was very unwilling, but he didn't dare to defy Elder Han. He saluted the cave, and then turned to leave.
Ye Fan and Pang Bo returned to the residence, and the two began to count the spoils. They harvested a total of 66 bottles of herbal liquid, which is definitely a windfall.
"The surnamed Han is really a good person..." Both of them praised.
After Ye Fan and Pang Bo fiddled with these small jade bottles, they gradually calmed down. Although they defeated Han Feiyu and others today, they had a strong sense of crisis. Only with a strong body and the power of a flooded elephant, he may be able to dominate among mortals, but in the face of people who have cultivated the slightest power and can perform mysterious skills, after all, they lack changes and are difficult to match.
Right now, we must cultivate hard, open up a sea of suffering, communicate with the wheel of life, and let the divine spring flow. Only when the divine source can be used for oneself can we truly become stronger.
After such a sense of crisis, the two desperately hope to become stronger and practice harder. In the next two days, Pang Bo drank six bottles of Baicao Liquid in a row, and cooperated with the mysterious practice recorded in the "Dao Jing", and the sea of suffering finally grew bigger. However, when he drank the seventh bottle of Baicao Liquid, he suddenly felt bad, the essence and qi in the bitter sea rushed, and the pain was like a needle stick.
"It's broken, the haste is not enough. The Fa Chuan elders said that the disciples who have just started can't withstand too much impact of the herbal liquid. Only one bottle is issued every three months, and it really makes sense..." Pang Bo was sweating profusely, bitterly. Hard to support.
"I'm going to find someone." Ye Fan was about to push the door out.
"No, I can go through it." Pang Bo insisted not to let anyone find him. He endured for a long time, and the pain gradually disappeared. He smiled bitterly: "It seems that the meal can only be eaten one bite at a time, and the road can only be eaten by one bite. Take it step by step. The average disciple drinks one bottle every three months, and I, the immortal seedling, drank six or seven bottles in two days, which is already against the sky."
Speaking of this, Pang Bo showed a strange look again and said: "You also drank six or seven bottles, how come you don't feel any pain, but your energy is getting more and more full, how can this happen? ?"
Ye Fan shook his head, his wheel of life and the sea of suffering were still silent, and there was no fluctuation at all. The only benefit of cultivating the "Dao Jing" was to make him more and more energetic.
"Drinking six or seven bottles is nothing at all. It seems that it is still far within the acceptable range. If you continue to increase the amount, Ye Fan, maybe there will be some strange effects."
"How can I do it? No matter how much herbal liquid I drink with my constitution, it's a waste. It's better to leave it for you to make breakthroughs. Soon the divine spring will flow and reach a higher realm."
"Don't worry, since they have identified me as a fairy seedling, they will definitely give this herbal liquid in the future. Old Man Wu Qingfeng has said more than once that a monk's state of mind is very important. He clearly knows my potential, but he doesn't want me to have it. The sense of superiority, sent to Lingxuya to study the Fa, is enough to explain the problem. The reason for this now is to sharpen my xinxing. I think everything will change in the future, and there will never be a shortage of Baicao Ye."
What Pang Bo said made sense, Ye Fan no longer refused, the two of them didn't need to be polite and outside, and began to take a lot of Baicao liquid.
One bottle, two bottles, three bottles...
Ye Fan silently ran the mysterious method recorded in the "Dao Jing". At this moment, he did not feel any abnormality, but a strange change was slowly taking place in his body...