Two months passed between the fingers.

In the past two months, the old village chief has completely delegated power to Xiao Fang, and only guards his own one-third of an acre, or it is more appropriate to guard Nangong Fan, who has not yet woken up.

At this time, the old village chief was sitting leisurely at the head of the bed, with one hand on Nangong Fan's wrist, his eyes full of solemnity.

"It's been two months, two whole months. In addition to the spiritual power in his body, this little guy is still the same as before... What went wrong?"

The old village chief's heart was full of suspicions, and he even suspected that he had not used medical skills for tens of thousands of years. He was originally an extremely confident person, especially in his best medical skills, even the gods had to be respectful in front of him before, for fear that at some point they would ask for him, and the brothers laughed and scolded each other, but in fact, they also respected him very much, there is such a role in the team, that is the protection of life, and there is no need to look forward and backward when working.

After all, it is only said that timely treatment, and the medical masters are far above the Dan Dao masters, but both can be regarded as people in the apricot forest, but the schools they follow are different. A freak like the old village chief, in fact, has dabbled in both, otherwise he would have failed his talent for fire attributes.

"Something is wrong, something is wrong. ”

The old village chief muttered in his mouth and frowned deeply. He felt that the medical skills he had spent so much effort and dedication to had become a complete joke at this moment.

He felt that Nangong Fan's whole body was very complete, except for some deep-rooted epidermal injuries, he didn't notice any defects. But I just couldn't wake up.

This was beyond the scope of his philosophy, unless the sea of consciousness that locked him was opened at this moment to observe the divine soul, he could only repair it with gentle means, and he could not prescribe the right medicine.

"Knowing the sea... This is the most mysterious place in the human body, no one in the world can guarantee to understand everything in it, although it will be easier to rescue after breaking into the sea of knowledge, but it may also make it more injured than injured, and it is not clear that this is an injury that cannot be healed. ”

The old village chief was extremely patient, he knew that as a doctor, he was not in a hurry when faced with such a situation, and it was better to take it slowly, otherwise it would only backfire. Of course, that is another thing to say in the emergency room.

"What I believe more than what I am doing is my long-term experience in medicine. The old village chief's pupils flickered, "This little guy is actually fine now, but he is in a strange state and has not yet come to his senses." ”

"Compared to this, it is more important to erase all the injuries on the epidermis. ”

The old village chief made a decision and immediately took action.

Holding Nangong Fan in one hand, a delicate and sharp long needle appeared in the other hand, his palm shook slightly, and the black robe completely turned into fragments and flew around in an instant.

The old village chief was like a god, and the speed was so fast that he couldn't even see a shadow, so he easily fell on top of a bloody scab, and lifted it up with a light pick.

Bloodshed.

The old village chief didn't move at all, his fingers flicked, and a crockpot in the distance staggered and flew up, landing accurately on his outstretched palm.

The black, viscous liquid flew up, covering the wound entirely.

"This is the healing potion I used to concoct. Not only can it recover to the most perfect state as quickly as possible, but it is even beneficial to the body. When we parted ways, I sent a large vat of this liquid medicine by myself, and they all found treasures... Speaking of which, it was the sisters who were the most enthusiastic about this potion, and often laughed at me, and with this hand alone, they could fill the potion, but if I told them the formula of the potion, they didn't..."

The old village chief smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if he felt a burst of comfort from the bottom of his heart as long as he remembered the previous eventful years.

As soon as the words fell, he continued to work. From bottom to top, from left to right, there is no omission, every blood scab is carefully picked up, cleaned and then applied with medicinal solution.

In the blink of an eye, Nangong Fan was completely wrapped in black liquid.

"Give you another month, if you can't do it, you can only go up the mountain to ask the adults. ”

......

In the blink of an eye, another half a month passed.

The old village chief had long been accustomed to this kind of peaceful and hopeless life, and the whole person sat on the ground like a dead tree.

Suddenly, a very slight sound exploded in his ears.

This voice doesn't need to be cared about by ordinary people, but to him it is like thunder, and it is difficult to ignore it.

Of course, this is also the reason why even when he meditates cross-legged, his mind fills this room. After all, there is an extremely important wounded person around him, and he may not be able to wake up at any time, or if something goes wrong and he needs to deal with it in time.

The old village chief opened his eyes suddenly, and the whole person appeared beside Nangong Fan almost instantly.

The voice came from inside the little one. ”

The old village chief raised his eyebrows, without a little hesitation, he stretched out his palm, grasped his wrist, and pinched his fingers slightly, and soon showed a hint of surprise.

"His body is hungry!"

This is a sign that everything is going to get better.

The old village chief smiled, put down Nangong Fan's arm, and landed in front of his medicine shelf in one step, picking up the three jade jars very neatly.

This is a special liquid he has recently concocted, just to cope with the current situation, it only needs a little heat to take it. Speaking of these three bottles of medicinal liquid, it really took him a lot of time, after all, his previous patients were basically real gods, and that kind of medicinal liquid, if it was poured into Nangong Fan's body, it would only kill him.

He had to sweep the nearby mountains at great speed, and then remix them with the spirit grass he found inside. This is a radius of thousands of miles, and it is estimated that only a person like him dares to act like this.

Three bottles of liquid medicine in the stomach.

Nangong Fan's whole body rippled with luster, and a little bit of fierce and sacred aura dispersed.

"The power of sunlight? Interesting!" The old village chief looked intently at Nangong Fan's lying body, as if he had seen the inside of it, and was watching how his medicinal liquid was absorbed little by little.

"Poof..."

There was no loud sound, and a little gray liquid suddenly flowed out of Nangong Fan's body.

"Hmm, have you broken through?" the old village chief raised his eyebrows, "It's only in his forties, and both paths have such a realm, so it is estimated that only the sect masters of those super great sects will have such talent, right?"

This stop was half an hour, and the old village chief's expectant eyes couldn't help but fall, he already felt that his medicinal liquid had been consumed, but it did not achieve the desired effect. And Nangong Fan didn't wake up from this, and the impurities sent out of his body fell on the ice bed, steaming a little white mist.

"Not awake yet, what the hell is this doing?"

Although the old village chief was puzzled, he was not worried at all.

Nangong Fan's breakthrough in physique undoubtedly proved that all aspects of his body were in a perfect state, even if he opened his sea consciousness space without injury at this time, most of what he saw was also intact.

He held out his hand again, "The body is still hungry and thirsty... However, the potion I specially concocted doesn't seem to have the energy he needs?"

The old village chief's eyes were on the dantian, in fact, he had not spent any time entering his dantian, he faintly felt that there was a great threat in it, and if he made a rash move, it might lead to unimaginable disasters. But at this point, in order to find out what exactly he needed, he decided to take a risk.

"What danger can a Heavenly Realm cultivator's dantian have?"

The old village chief raised his eyebrows, and was about to probe out his divine thoughts, when he suddenly raised his eyebrows, "Could it be the power of the sun that is missing?"

He withdrew his hand and groaned slightly, "This is probably because I think too much, and it's not a plant essence, how can I need the power of the sun so urgently?"

But with this thought, he still couldn't get out of it, and then think about the power of the sun that he felt before...

"Maybe that's the case?"

The old village chief didn't know if he was worried about entering his dantian, and he couldn't completely clear this thought.

"After two or three months of sleep, it's not too late. ”

He sighed and decided to give it a try as he felt.

The old village chief picked up Nangong Fan and quickly fell into the courtyard.

With a flick of the robe, the energy fluctuated, and an extremely clean place was immediately swept away. Only then did Nangong Fan in his arms put down neatly.

I don't know if it's an illusion, the old village chief actually felt that the sunlight had dimmed a lot at this moment, although it was only a moment of trance, but he immediately paid attention.

"It seems that the power of the sun is really lacking. This little guy seems to be a fire cultivator, and even the exercises he cultivates are estimated to be the number one in the entire world. Because he usually uses the power of the sun to cultivate, when he is weak, he naturally needs this to make up for his shortcomings. ”

The old village chief is not only a master of the apricot forest, but also an expert in cultivation, and it can be seen from the fact that he can teach an ordinary person to the realm of the spiritual path with a little means. He analyzed all the specific circumstances of Nangong Fan almost instantly.

"It doesn't seem it will take long for the little one to wake up. The old village chief finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Maybe I was looking in the wrong direction in the first place. ”

The old village chief was a little crying and laughing at this time, as a doctor, when he saw a person who was unconscious, the first thing he naturally thought about was how to save, even if he didn't see any problems, he also suspected that his medical skills were not enough, where did he think that there would really be no problem at all?

He smiled leisurely, took out an old chair casually, lay on it and soaked up the sun, waiting for the little guy in front of him to wake up.

After all, according to Lord Swallower, he is not as simple as being a doctor to wake him up, and even how he will grow after that is a question that he must focus on. Of course, it is necessary to do a good job of inadvertently saving this kid, maybe it is because of his heavenly posture that he is contained by his side?

It got dark.

The leisurely old village chief frowned slightly, "The sun is about to go down, and it seems that this kid will probably not wake up today." ”

Even if the old village chief thinks that his strength is not bad, and he has a unique experience in medicine, there is no other way to follow the rule of the sunset. He didn't have a sun spar in his hand, and after the sun set, there was no way to replenish the energy needed by Nangong Fan.

"Fortunately, now that we have found a way, it is only a matter of time before we become sober. ”

The old village chief fell down in one step, came to Nangong Fan, squatted down, stretched out his palm and grabbed his wrist, almost in one go. As soon as he touched the somewhat tough skin, his face changed suddenly.

I saw Nangong Fan, who had been lying flat, suddenly flipped his wrist and held the palm that he was sticking out of.

"Who are you?" the hoarse voice was indescribably unpleasant.

The old village chief did not resist, and even if he was willing, there were countless ways to "hide" from the moment Nangong Fan's palm came back.

His wrinkled face was open, like a blooming chrysanthemum, and his face was full of affinity, "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" Nangong Fan's head raised slightly, his pupils were full of confusion, and he asked again and again, "Who am I?

The old village chief's pupils froze suddenly, could this be amnesia?

"Why am I here?" Nangong Fan widened his pupils and looked around curiously.

"It's called 'Little Mountain Village'. The old village chief answered the question, he wanted to explore from between the words, to what extent Nangong Fan had lost his memory, and at the same time felt helplessness in his heart-

The mission delivered by Lord Swallowing Heaven now seems to have many twists and turns along the way.

"Little mountain village?" Nangong Fan rummaged through his memories and didn't have the existence of this village, "Is this still in the Wu Dynasty?"

"I also know the Wu Dynasty..."The old village chief raised his eyebrows, it seems that this little guy in front of him has just forgotten who he is?

"Wu Dynasty, what kind of place is that?" the old village chief blinked his cloudy eyes, "I heard that there is a very powerful dynasty in the south, and the territory is not known how vast..."

"South?" Nangong Fan rubbed his slightly aching head and muttered, "So, this is the Five Elements Prefecture?"

At this time, he didn't know who he was, but vaguely remembered that he was obviously on the territory of the Wu Dynasty, but now, he didn't know how far away he was. If it is in the Wu Dynasty, the degree of civilization of the people in its territory is even greater than that of the Five Elements Sect, even if it is in a village, although the villagers may not know what the Five Elements Sect and the Law Enforcement Alliance are, they must know the existence of the Wu Dynasty.

Nangong Fan rubbed his head, he only had a vague picture in his mind at this time, he seemed to be fighting with someone in the ring, but he didn't know what happened and wandered here.

"It's weird. ”

Nangong Fan could only accept this fantastic fact for the time being, and set his eyes on the old man beside him. It looks drooping and old, and its pupils are full of cloudiness, but if you look closely, you can feel a bit of strange clarity in it for some reason. The point is that its cultivation cannot be speculated.

He couldn't help but be deeply surprised, "Is there such a strong person in a small village, where did I run to?"

The old village chief's brows frowned slightly, and he felt a trace of snooping power, gently lingering around his body, until he touched the spiritual power in his body before it disappeared, but even so, he couldn't find its source from it.

If it weren't for the fact that only Nangong Fan was the only one in front of him who exposed the owner of this power, it would be impossible to find a trace.

How can it be?

From the moment he saw the kid in his hands, the old village chief felt that he was shocked again and again, and even he was shocked by some of the methods that he quietly exposed.

However, this kid's vigilance in the rivers and lakes is too weak. As a mentally retarded person who rashly snoops on the strong, he will only bring endless trouble to himself.

"It is necessary to teach this kid a lesson. ”

As soon as the old village chief made a decision, he heard the kid in front of him snort softly, and saw him stick out his finger and touch the center of his eyebrows.

"What are you doing?"

Nangong Fan raised his eyebrows, a strange look appeared in his pupils, but he said, "It's nothing." ”

The old village chief shook his head, "It's been more than two months since I rescued you, and you've been sleeping all the time. As for how long you have been asleep when you are not in my hands, I have no way of knowing. Presumably your body is very weak now, I'll go make you a bowl of chicken soup. ”

So saying, he stood up.

Nangong Fan could clearly feel the kindness emanating from it, maybe he was really hungry, after hearing the word chicken soup, he really heard his stomach rumbling, and couldn't help but open his lips lightly, "Thank you, senior." ”

Still, he didn't say what he was doing.

Looking at the back of the old village chief who was gradually moving away, Nangong Fan took a deep breath and stroked his eyebrows again, "Sure enough, it disappeared..."

His three eyes are gone!

To be precise, it should be that the three eyes are hidden.

The power to spy on the old village chief before came from the three eyes, but now the three eyes seem to have been sublimated in some way, and they are completely missing in the center of the eyebrows. It was difficult for anyone to see it except for him.

"Has there been any change in the ability of the Three Eyes?" Nangong Fan really wanted to test it, but he looked around, this not spacious farmhouse yard was even planted with various spiritual foods, which was obviously not a good place to experiment.

Others have worked so hard to take care of their sleeping self for more than two months, but they have directly destroyed his yard with their backhands? This kind of inhuman thing, Nangong Fan has not been so thick-skinned.

"But at least one thing for sure... The disappeared three eyes will be kept open all the time, and there is no need to open and close them every time as before, so as not to arouse people's alarm or waste energy. There is one less process in this, and it will naturally be much easier in battle. ”

Nangong Fan was extremely satisfied with this, even if his previous ability was slightly weakened, he was not unacceptable.

Of course, what specific changes will need to be explored in the future.

When Nangong Fan was imagining, wisps of fragrance wafted from the wooden house behind him.