Chapter 45: 0 grass liquid

Chapter 45—Baicao Liquid

Ye Fan and Pang Boli pressed Han Feiyu and shocked them. The two eleven and twelve-year-olds were seen to be "a mess" by everyone. They apparently did not build a source of divine power, but beat an elder's descendants to death. It was almost abolished, leaving many people watching on the spot dumbfounded.

"These two are too fierce!"

"However, at the age of eleven or twelve, how can there be such power?"

"It's incredible to fight against the enemy by hand, to suppress Han Feiyu, and to send the Aoki Treasure Seal given by Elder Han to the air!"

There was a lot of discussion around the crowd.

At this moment, even those disciples under the other cliffs who had earlier entry and advanced training had also noticed the situation here. After learning that Elder Han's grandson, Han Feiyu, was beaten by others, it was an uproar.

"The two teenagers look so beautiful, how can they be so tough, it's really unbelievable ..."

Ye Fan and Pang Bo have been very low-key, but now they have become the focus of everyone's attention. After hearing the situation, the other disciples under the other cliffs also come here and want to see these two fierce men.

"What, that Pangbo is a fairy seedling?"

When everyone heard the news, they all showed a surprised look. The disciples who learned earlier knew what immortal seedlings meant. That would be the inheritors and hopes of the future of the Lingxu Dongtian, and they might lead the martial arts to glory. .

"It's actually a fairy seedling, no wonder it's so brave and bears a different personality."

"Han Feiyu was kicked to the iron plate this time, and he wouldn't want to retaliate in the future, he can only swallow it in his breath ..."

Now, when people look at Pangbo again, they have a complicated look, and they can't tell what it is like. Many people quickly made a decision, and they should have a good relationship with Pangbo in the future.

At this moment, Ye Fan and Pang Bo were not idle, and did not care about the eyes of the people around them, picking up the small jade bottles on the ground one by one, there were more than thirty bottles of herbal liquid. The first few teenagers who were looking for provocations were poured into the mud by Ye Fan and Pang Bo, but all the baicao robbed by those few teenagers were left behind.

The disciples who just started to get a bottle of herbal liquid every three months, one can imagine how precious it is, but now the two of them suddenly get more than 30 bottles, and suddenly let the people around them burst into jealousy.

"Those guys with divine tattoos should have better things ..."

Ye Fan and Pang Bo were dissatisfied, and turned their eyes to several young people who were stuck in the mud. These people all cultivated a divine power, cultivated a **** pattern in the bitter sea, and cultivated it to be higher than ordinary disciples It must be "richer" than those youngsters.

Glanced at each other, and began to "pull the onions", and successively dragged the five young people out of the mud pool, rummaging through them one by one.

"How come there are only a few bottles of herbal liquid per person ..."

Ye Fan and Pang Bo searched the whole body of several people and found that there were only five bottles of herbal liquid in each person, not as much as they had just received. The unsatisfied expression of the two people suddenly made the people around them feel quite speechless.

Today, each mountain cliff has been issued with herbal liquid. According to the level of cultivation, the amount of herbal liquid received is naturally different. These young people have received five bottles of each.

Li Fei and Wang Jing haven't left yet. Looking at it all, they looked at each other, they really don't know what to say, and they have never seen such an alternative teacher.

At this moment, several young people slumped on the ground like mud, still unable to climb up. Ye Fan and Pang Bo searched them, glanced at each other, and then threw them into the lotus pond again, but this time there was no upside-down onion, fearing that it would take a long time to kill people. Later, they pulled out the boys and threw them in the mud.

Finally, Ye Fan and Pang Bo came to the Fangqingmubaoyin and tried to push hard. It felt too heavy, even though it could be lifted, it could not be used against the enemy, kicked and then walked away.

The people were in a daze for a while. These two people were like locusts. Under the large crowd, their faces did not panic and panic. They ransacked a person and actually wanted to move Aoki Seal ...

"Brother Li Fei, Sister Wang Jing, thank you!" Ye Fan and Pang Bo shouted out in the distance, then shouted in the distance, and then quickly went away.

Han Feiyu's complexion was green, and his heart was filled with fire. He didn't even receive the Aoki treasure seal. He walked directly to a valley deep in Lingxu Cave.

The valley is very open, full of medicinal fields, planted with exotic flowers and herbs, medicinal fragrance, reiki. The valley is full of rare medicinal materials, there is no other vegetation, all kinds of spirits and herbs and herbs essence overflowing when growing, make this place almost become a spirit valley.

On the way, some medicine boys salute Han Feiyu, but he ignores it, and goes straight to the front of a cave house deep in the valley. The medicine here is more intense. Eighteen and a half people are placed side by side in front of the cave house. The medicine tripod, I do n’t know what metal it is made of, looks simple and heavy.

"How do you make this look like Yu'er?" An old voice in the depths of Dongfu asked, people didn't come out, but they seemed to be able to perceive everything outside.

"One of those two is a fairy seedling ..." Han Feiyu stood outside the cave house, gritted his teeth, and made a detailed introduction to his uncle.

"If I knew that these two people had taken the magic medicine earlier, it is enough to let them release a little blood. Unfortunately, I was too late when I got the news. Now I am in trouble." Elder Han was silent, and it took a long time before speaking again: "That fairy seedling ... Don't provoke him, as for the other, wait and see."

"Uncle means" ... "Han Feiyu's eyes suddenly shot two fierce shots.

"I mean, you don't have to do anything now, practice well first." After saying these words, there was no more sound in Dongfu, and it fell silent.

"Yes!" Han Feiyu was very unwilling, but he did not dare to rebel against Elder Han. He gave a gift to Dongfu and then turned away.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo returned to their residence, the two began to count the spoils, a total of sixty-six bottles of herbal liquid was harvested, which is definitely a windfall.

"The surname Han is really a good person ..." Both praised this.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo fiddled with these little jade bottles and slowly calmed down. Although they defeated Han Feiyu and others today, they had a strong sense of crisis. Only the physical body is strong and has the power of a Jiaoxiang, which may be able to dominate among mortals, but in the face of those who have cultivated the divine power and can perform the magic skills of the metaphysics, after all, there is a lack of change and it is difficult to match.

Must now practice hardships, open up a sea of ​​suffering, communicate the wheel of life, and let the spring flow gurgling. Only when the source of divine power can be used for oneself can it truly become stronger. That is the root of the monk.

After having such a sense of crisis, the two eagerly hope to become stronger and work harder to practice. In the next two days, Pang Bo drank six bottles of herbal liquid in succession, and with the mysterious practice recorded in the Tao, the Kuhai finally got bigger. However, after drinking the seventh bottle of Baicao Liquid, he suddenly felt uncomfortable, and the pain in the sea was like a needle prick.

"It's broken, but the speed is not enough. The elder Chuan said that the disciples who just started can't bear the impact of too much herbal liquid. It only makes one bottle every three months, and it makes sense ..." Pang Bo was sweating and bitter. Bitter support.

"I'm going to find someone." Ye Fan was about to push out the door.

"No, I can gritt my teeth and go through it." Pangbo insisted on not looking for someone. He had been struggling for most of the day, and the pain slowly disappeared. One bite, the road can only be taken step by step. Ordinary disciples drink one bottle in three months. My fairy seedlings drink six or seven bottles in two days, which is already against the sky. "

Speaking of this, Pang Bo showed his strange color again, saying: "You also drank six or seven bottles, why don't you feel any pain, but the spirit is getting fuller and fuller, how is this going to happen, hasn't the bitter sea yet made waves? ? "

Ye Fan shook his head, his wheel of life and the bitter sea were still silent, there was no fluctuation at all, the only benefit of practicing "Dao Jing" was to make his spirit more and more energetic.

"Drinking six or seven bottles is nothing strange, it seems to be far within the tolerance range, Ye Fan you continue to increase the amount, maybe there will be any strange effects."

"Then how to do it, it is a waste to drink too much herbal juice of my physique. It is better to leave it to you to make breakthroughs as soon as possible.

"Relax, since they have identified me as an immortal seedling, they will definitely not be able to give this kind of herbal liquid in the future. Old man Wu Qingfeng said more than once, the state of mind of the monk is very important. He clearly knows my potential, but he does n’t want me to have it. The sense of superiority, sent to the Lingxu Cliff to study the Fa, is enough to explain the problem. The reason for this now is definitely to sharpen my heart. I think everything will change in the future, and there will be no shortage of herbal liquid. "

Pang Bo said very reasonable, Ye Fan no longer quit, no need for courtesy and seeing between the two, began to take a lot of paraquat.

One bottle, two bottles, three bottles ...

Ye Fan silently operated the metaphysics 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 ...

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