Purple Gold Scales!

If it wasn't for this fellow senior brother who framed him, how could he have been forced to jump off the cliff in a desperate situation, but God opened his eyes and gave himself a chance to be reborn, but he didn't expect to meet the descendants of Baicaotang in this Shennong Valley.

What's even more hateful is that the foundation created by the patriarch of Baicaotang was all destroyed in the hands of Zijin Scale.

Yang Fan gripped the edge of the barrel tightly with the five fingers of both hands, and his nails dug deep into it, as if he could crush the wooden block.

The white-bearded old man, the young disciple, and the woman in green looked at Yang Fan's anger and hatred at this time with a surprised expression, this anger seemed to have accumulated for thousands of years, it was so amazing, they couldn't understand how Yang Fan could have such a strong anger and hatred.

The white-bearded old man calmed down and said, "Boy, you have only come to your senses now, don't be angry, and recuperate here with peace of mind." If there's anything, wait until your injuries heal. ”

Yang Fan nodded slightly and did not speak again.

Now watching the once glorious Baicaotang become what it is now, he felt that there was suddenly a heavy thing on his shoulders, and he had the responsibility to lead Baicaotang back to the peak of the medical sect.

For Baicaotang, this is an existential crisis, but in Yang Fan's view, it is also an opportunity to be reborn from the ashes.

In the past, the disciples of Baicaotang would not set foot in the world at all except to carry out the task of the master's sect to go down the mountain to administer medicine and save people, but this opportunity, if they can successfully persuade the hidden disciples here to leave Shennong Valley with them and push Huaxia Chinese medicine into the international mainstream, it will no longer be an ideal plan that is difficult to implement.

…… Yang Fan soaked in the barrel for three days.

The flesh and skin tissues of his body that were injured by the bloody explosion, as well as the internal injuries in his body that were hit by the explosion of the air waves, recovered quickly, came out of the barrel, put ointment on his body, and changed into a slightly wide cyan robe, he could already walk simply, but because he used the Five Absolute Needle Method to overdraw the essence and blood, his face looked pale and weak, which was not something that could be adjusted in a short time.

Accompanied by that honest disciple, he walked out of the wooden house for the first time, and the warm sunlight shone on his cheeks, making him squint his eyes slightly and smell a familiar medicinal fragrance.

Not far in front of him was a vast medicine garden, planted with many precious herbs that could only grow in the unique environment of this Shennong Valley.

Get out of the hut and walk a little way.

Yang Fan looked at the environment here.

The place where these Baicaotang disciples live is a canyon in the middle of two majestic mountain peaks, and there is a row of wooden houses with high and low levels, quiet and quiet, isolated from the world, and it is simply a paradise.

In the past three days, Yang Fan talked with the white-bearded old man and had a basic understanding of the situation here.

After some of the disciples who fled back then came to this Shennong Valley to live in seclusion, it has been more than 1,200 years.

No one has been able to fully inherit the essence of the medical skills of the Baicao Hall, and the disciples who live in seclusion here are gradually aging and returning to dust because they cannot break through the bottleneck of cultivation. In order to pass on the torch of the sect, the hall master will go down the mountain every year to find qualified disciples and bring them back to the sect to teach carefully, and most of these new disciples are abandoned orphans.

Even so, the Baicao Hall, which rebuilt the sect here, is still difficult to change the trend of decline, and in modern times, all the disciples here add up, and there are only six people.

The white-bearded old man is the twenty-first generation hall master, named Yuchen.

Age: 124 years old.

Judging from Yang Fan's observation of him, he only had the cultivation of the third layer of the Condensation Realm of the Divine Cultivation Technique.

According to the division of the disciple's medical strength in the Baicao Hall, the hall master's medical skills could only reach the intermediate level in the past.

This level of medical strength, if it is in the secular world, it must be shocking.

The honest young man with thick and big eyes beside Yang Fan was the senior brother among the three disciples accepted by Forget Chen, named Qin Feng.

The first level of the realm of the Mind Cultivation Technique.

The other two disciples, one of them was the green-clothed woman, named Yu Su, who was the youngest junior sister here, only eighteen years old, but her posture was the highest of the three disciples, and she had already cultivated to the first layer of the Hundred Veins realm.

Back then, when the only elder here, Elder Baishi, went down the mountain to collect apprentices, he heard the sound of a baby crying in the trash can outside a hospital, so he found Yusu and brought her back to the sect, but Yusu never knew her life history, and she was born with a cold physique, weak physique, and easy to get sick, which is the reason why she was abandoned by her family. Although Yuchen had used many precious herbs to nourish Yusu's body, he could not essentially cure the root of her disease.

If it weren't for Yusu being adopted here since she was a child, she probably wouldn't have lived to be eighteen years old.

Yuchen took a fancy to her qualifications, so he spared no effort to save her, but he was still unable to do so.

Yusu's life experience, Yang Fan also listened to Qin Feng tell him carefully, and he felt a sense of sympathy for her in his heart. His own situation is the same as Yusu, because he was abandoned by his family because he was a pure yang body, he was taken up the mountain by the master, but he didn't expect Yusu to be a cold yin body, and the fate of the two was so similar.

The other second senior brother, Yun Qing, has not yet broken through to the first layer of the Hundred Veins realm, and Ping Yueli is mainly responsible for taking care of the medicine garden.

The last person is a junior uncle, Jiang Ying, who is good at alchemy and refining, and his favorite thing is to take his latest weapon to the mountains to hunt beasts and collect some precious medicinal stones.

And Elder Shiraishi has been in retreat recently.

Therefore, Yang Fan has been here for three days, and he has not seen their figures. In this valley, it is rare to be quiet and quiet.

"Brother Yang, although the injuries in your body can be treated with herbs, the overdrawn essence and blood must be recuperated for three and five years before it can be recovered, I think you will stay here during this time? Otherwise, with your current situation, if you are targeted by the enemy again, in case you fight with someone, I am afraid that you will leave an incurable root cause of illness in your body. Qin Feng said.

Yang Fan shook his head with a smile and said, "I can only stay for a month." There are still very important things to do. ”

"Oh? Is it okay for the secular world to have us here? Qin Feng suddenly asked with great interest.

He hadn't left Shennong Valley since he was brought here at the age of five, and he didn't know what the outside world was like.

"You haven't even been to the secular world yourself, so how can you understand your answer to this question?" Yang Fan said with a smile.

"Master said that there are too many things in the secular world that confuse people's minds, which are not conducive to cultivation, and we have always been strictly forbidden to go down the mountain without permission, in fact, I also want to see what the secular world is like, but I don't have this opportunity." Qin Feng said helplessly.

"Maybe this opportunity is not far from you." Yang Fan smiled mysteriously and walked into the medicine garden in front of him.

Yusu was there to help Yun Qing water the herbs together.

After Yang Fan passed, he originally wanted to help, but was stopped by Yusu, saying that his injury was not healed and he could not work, so he asked for the surname to sit down on the lawn on the side and meditate on the cultivation.

Yu Su felt very curious about this new Baicao Hall disciple, and her pretty eyes secretly looked at Yang Fan from time to time, and said, "Senior brother, how did Yang Fan cultivate?" Judging from his breath, he should have broken through to the second layer of the bone quenching realm, and even your cultivation is not as high as his. ”

Qin Feng shook his head with a smile and said, "Maybe Brother Yang is a cultivation genius. This time he was knocked off the cliff, fortunately he met the little junior sister, otherwise he would definitely die, it seems that the secular world is a very sinister place, and the master's teaching is really right. ”

A few people were working in general, chatting ............ Yang Fan continued to recuperate in this valley for seven days, and his body's injuries were basically healed, but his qi and blood were still a little weak.

Since he woke up, he had seen Yuchen a few times, and he hadn't seen him again, and he didn't know what this old guy was studying in the pharmacy, he had been in it for seven days and didn't come out, and it was usually Qin Feng who took turns to take care of himself.

Early morning.

"Hoo ......"

Yang Fan let out a long breath, finished the whole night of cultivation, felt that his body was much more relaxed, and got up and pushed open the wooden door and went out.

In the fence courtyard in front of the wooden house, I saw Qin Feng holding a golden dragon spear practicing martial arts in the courtyard, with a strong wind and a calm and fierce move.

"Whew!"

"Hah!"

This golden dragon spear used to be one of the top ten high-grade spiritual weapons in the Hundred Grass Hall, ranking ninth. It is the second generation of hall owners who have spent more than ten years of painstaking efforts to collect precious materials to create it himself, and the spear is as sharp as clay, and it is indestructible.

It's just that the golden dragon spear that Qin Feng is holding now in his hand has not been opened by him with essence blood, so the weapon can't recognize him as the master, and it can't show the edge of the spiritual weapon, and Qin Feng's cultivation is also relatively low, although the moves look powerful, but in Yang Fan's eyes, there are many flaws.

"If Brother Qin is interested, we can learn two tricks together." Yang Fan said with a smile.

The injury was healed, and it just so happened that he wanted to move his muscles and bones.

When Qin Feng heard this, he immediately put down the spear in his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Yang, you want to fight with me when your injury is good, I'm afraid that I won't be able to win." ”

"It's just a competition to exercise your body, not a competition." Yang Fan said.

"Okay, come with me to the armory room to pick a weapon, and let's learn a few tricks." Qin Feng Dao.

Yang Fan nodded, followed Qin Feng out of the fence yard, and walked to a two-story attic on the side.

This is the weapons room, which stores the weapons left behind by the ancestors of the Baicao Hall. Because when going up the mountain to collect medicine, they often encounter some powerful beast attacks, so every Baicao Hall disciple must learn a weapon martial art to defend themselves.

Weapons are divided into upper, middle and lower grades.

The forging materials of low-grade weapons are all ordinary metals and jade.

The forging materials of medium-grade weapons are more advanced than those of lower-grade weapons, and the forging process is much more complex.

The forging materials of high-grade weapons are rare and rare, and they have a spiritual surname, and after being forged, they have been opened by the essence of blood, and the master can have a feeling of being connected with the blood of the weapon in his hand when he fights, and maximize the power of the weapon.

(To be continued)