(There was a power outage today, so I updated it with my phone, so I hope the format doesn't go wrong.) ）

"Cultivator? What is a cultivator? Is it okay to eat? Tang Mi shook her little head, and did not continue to hold on, seeing Han Feng carrying the big incense burner out of the door, she also went upstairs.

Han Feng sat down on the lawn in the courtyard outside the villa, took a deep breath, he couldn't help but shake his head, alas, the aura of heaven and earth in this city is not comparable to the countryside at all, and sitting here to cultivate really has the effect of doing more with less, but God rewards hard work, and cultivation requires continuous accumulation.

In fact, Han Feng also chose to cultivate in order to pass the boring time.

Compared to ordinary cultivators, he, an alchemist, has taken a big advantage, and the aura of heaven and earth is insufficient? Cultivating too slowly?

It doesn't matter, we can refine our own medicine for ourselves, Juling Pill, Health Pill or something, as long as there are medicinal materials, we can refine it ourselves, and then eat it like jelly beans, this leveling speed is like riding a rocket!

This is the advantage of the alchemist, other ordinary cultivators can only absorb the aura of heaven and earth from the air to achieve the purpose of cultivation, but the alchemist can collect all kinds of herbs from nature and refine them into elixirs to achieve the purpose of upgrading for themselves.

Moreover, the level-raising elixir refined by the alchemist can not only be eaten by himself, but also by others!

In other words: as long as the level of the alchemist is high enough, the other party is suitable for cultivation and has a suitable cultivation method, and then there is enough MONEY to purchase materials, the alchemist can directly create a peerless master!

With the mere fact that he raised his cultivation level, an alchemist would be enough to become the most respectable profession in the earth's cultivation world.

Therefore, Han Feng was still hesitant about Xiyunzi's arrangement to let him be a personal doctor.

Alas, forget it, if you come, you will be safe, since you have taken over the task, you have to complete it well, isn't it?

Han Feng looked up at the starry sky and sighed, one night will soon pass.

……

However, the heavens seem to be deliberately against Han Feng, the first half of the night is still high and refreshing, and the second half of the night is actually thick with clouds and rain!

"I'm wiping...."Feeling the dense raindrops, Han Feng couldn't help but curse unlucky, he knew it was raining, just now Miss Tang let herself live in the guest room, what else was she polite? Alas, this is a self-inflicted effort.

Forget it, Han Feng comforted himself with a bitter face, at least, the environment is much better now than when he was on the battlefield in Africa.

Oh mom, it's so cold! Han Feng shuddered, forget it, I'd better use my mind to keep warm.

The rainstorm drenched the clothes, and then they were dried by the true qi running by the Korean wind, and gradually, a trace of white mist was produced around the body of the Korean wind...

Tang Mi had a strange dream, dreaming of a handsome guy walking hand in hand with him in the middle of the square.

If Han Feng was in Tang Mi's dream, he would definitely be shocked, this handsome guy's handsome face... This... Who is this not himself?

People rely on clothes, this handsome face is matched with the clothing of this famous brand, Tang Mi feels that his heart is about to be melted, he didn't expect this dirt bun to be so charming after wearing formal clothes!

Suddenly, a burst of music sounded, and jets of water shot out violently next to the two of them! Ah, it turned out that the two of them inadvertently came to the center of the musical fountain! The sound of running water lingers in my ears!

"Ah, it's raining, it's raining...."Tang Mi woke up violently, and a carp sat up, oh, it turned out to be a dream! Tang Mi shook his head self-deprecatingly, thinking of the scene of holding hands with that soil bun in his dream, Tang Mi's little face couldn't help but blush slightly, oh no, how could he dream of him?

Actually, this can't be blamed on Tang Mi, before, Han Feng touched Tang Mi's little hand, and also said the most private thing in her heart, Tang Mi also had a deep image of Han Feng, thinking about it day and dreaming at night, which is normal.

"Power power? What's wrong, have nightmares? Tang Mi's previous movement was very loud, which woke Zhang Yuqi up, she softened her sleepy eyes, and asked with concern.

"Oh...... Not... It's nothing, Sister Kiki, you go back to sleep, I dreamed that it was raining before, it's okay! It affected Zhang Yuqi's sleep, and Tang Mi was a little embarrassed.

"Well, that's good." Zhang Yuqi answered in a daze and closed his eyes again.

Hey? Wrong! Before, in the dream, Tang Mi heard the sound of rushing water, but now, he is not in the dream, there will be a sound of banging in Weishenme's ears? Could it be said? Worst!!

Tang Mi climbed off the bed and came to the window! I'll go, it's really raining. Looks like my dream is quite accurate.

When it rains, it rains, I am in the house, and I can't get wet, and it has nothing to do with my wool, Tang Mi stretched his waist, put himself on the bed, and continued to sleep.

Just when Tang Mi closed her eyes, the image of that dirt bun appeared in her mind!

Hey? Wrong! Tang Mi opened his eyes suddenly, that guy just said that he would spend the night in the yard, this is bad.

Tang Mi jumped up from the bed violently, ran towards the window, and looked at the courtyard downstairs outside the window.

I'll make up! I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it!

Tang Mi's eyes widened, stunned!

There was a big incense burner on the grass, and the guy was sitting cross-legged next to the incense burner, and the most weird thing was that there were wisps of green smoke on this buddy's body.

Tang Mi was frightened, hurriedly ran over, and shouted at Zhang Yuqi: "Sister Qiqi, it's not good, it's not good, it's not good, Han Feng is smoking, Han Feng is smoking!! ”

Zhang Yuqi was woken up by Tang Mi for the second time tonight, and she couldn't help but look a little impatient, "Mi Mi, what are you talking about?" What's smoking again, Han Feng? Is that the liar doctor? Didn't I want him to go back, what kind of smoke is coming on, come and sleep, I'm sleeping my sister, my sister will sleep with you, you won't have nightmares, good man"

"Sister, no, oh, it's not a dream! It's really the Korean wind that is smoking! I'm going to die. Tang Mi was in a hurry, she had never seen such a strange phenomenon? Is he smoking? Will he die?

Well? Killed? Hearing the word human life, Zhang Yuqi's sleepiness also woke up most of the time, she understood Tang Mi's character, although she was usually crazy, she would not joke about human life.

"You mean Han Feng is smoking? Isn't Han Feng gone? Did you see him? Zhang Yuqi asked suspiciously.

"No, Sister Qiqi, Han Feng came from far away, and he didn't bring any money with him, so he had nowhere to go, so he sat in the yard of his house, and then it rained just now, I wanted to see if he was still there, but I found that he was sitting there smoking..."