Whew!hah!

In the mountain behind the family, Yang Fan held a boulder and jumped like a tiger.

It's a tiger leap!

The blood can be concentrated by the pressure of the boulder and the concussive force generated by the muscles when it beats.

Yang Fan held the boulder, practiced again and again, jumped five hundred times, and then stopped, he stretched his muscles and bones, and practiced the Heaven Swallowing Palm again, the palm opened and closed, and he slapped a palm on a stone more than one person high, and the stone suddenly shattered.

Yang Fan at this time was even more powerful than when he defeated Yang Xuan three days ago.

"Wu Ling, my strength is about to break through the power of the eight stones" Yang Fan said, the martial apprentice realm fivefold heavenly cultivation is about to break through the power of the eight stones, and if he says it, it will scare a group of people to death, but Yang Fan has cultivated the Heaven Devouring Divine Skill, and the speed of cultivation growth is unimaginable.

"Not bad~~~ Cultivating the Heaven Swallowing Divine Skill, it is difficult to get started, some people have difficulty in cultivating all their lives and want to get started, I didn't expect that you just came into contact with it, and you completely comprehended the true meaning of the Heaven Swallowing Divine Skill, maybe it is really a kind of fate"

Wu Ling was also shocked that Yang Fan was able to master the essence of the Heaven Devouring Divine Skill in such a short period of time.

He just grinned and didn't say anything, but in the eyes of Wu Ling, Yang Fan's temperament of not being arrogant in victory and not being discouraged in defeat was what satisfied him the most.

Wu Ling said, "You are not too far away from breaking through the Sixth Heaven of the Martial Disciple Realm, your simple cultivation is too slow, and you need some special things to assist, for example, a strange thing such as gold essence for you to devour, you will definitely be able to break through your cultivation in one fell swoop, however, that kind of thing is too rare and too valuable."

Wu Ling thought for a while and said, "By the way, I also have a prescription here, Tiangang Quenching Body Divine Liquid, which has a very powerful effect on you now~"

"Elixir?" Yang Fan frowned slightly, and said, "The value of each elixir is too high, and besides, I can't afford to hire an alchemist to refine the medicine."

In the land of Kyushu, the most noble profession is the alchemist that everyone dreams of, they can refine all kinds of pills, and countless cultivators are crazy about it.

"Heh~ refining medicine, it's not difficult, I only need to buy the medicine, and I can refine the Tiangang Quenching Body Divine Liquid" Wu Ling said.

"Wu Ling, you can also refine medicine? Are you an alchemist?" Yang Fan was shocked.

"The art of alchemy is extremely mysterious, and I only have some superficial knowledge, but if you want to learn it, I can spare some time to teach you the art of alchemy."

Wu Ling said, "You have cultivated the Heaven Devouring Divine Skill, and your soul power is far beyond that of ordinary people, so you are indeed suitable to be an alchemist."

"Great~" Yang Fan's fists were clenched together.

Let me ask, in the land of Kyushu, which cultivator does not have the dream of becoming an alchemist? A high-level alchemist is a money-making machine, and countless strong people have to salute three points, and even some ancient immortal sects have to recruit these high-level alchemists, what a glorious lintel?

Whew!

Yang Fan took a deep breath and said, "Wu Ling, what medicine do you need, I'll buy it!"

"Tengyang grass, white flower snake tongue grass, star anise lotus, devil Teng, purple Yao flower"

......

The five kinds of medicinal herbs that Wu Ling said, although they are not cherished, but they also require hundreds of taels of silver, it is impossible for Yang Fan and Yun Niang to save so much money, and although there is a corpse of a white bone demon wolf at home, it has not been sold yet.

Yang Fan went down the back mountain, but he was thinking about how to get a sum of money, more than a hundred taels, which is not a small amount, and when he returned to the family, Yang Fan was at a loss.

"Brother Fan~~ Have you come back from cultivating in the back mountain?" A little fat man saw Yang Fan from a distance, waved his hand, and trotted all the way over.

The little fat man and Yang Fan look about the same age, called Yang Dong, is the son of Yang Fan's fourth uncle, and the relationship with Yang Fan is quite iron, he is twelve years old this year, and he also has the cultivation of the four heavens of the martial arts realm, and his talent is not bad.

Yang Fan nodded, but because of the matter of raising silver, he was quite distressed, so he didn't say much, turned around and walked towards the small courtyard where he lived.

Yang Dong chased after him and asked, "Brother Fan~~ Do you have something on your mind?"

Yang Fan stopped, his heart moved, and said, "Yang Dong, do you have any money on you?"

"Yes~ but it's not much, how much do you want?" Yang Dong asked.

"It is estimated that it will cost one hundred and fifty taels of silver," Yang Fan said.

"Ahem~~~ Brother Fan, what do you want so much silver for? I have only a dozen taels of silver on my body" Yang Dong rubbed his head with some distress, and said, "The old guys in our family are too picky, a descendant, only five taels of money a month, it is really not easy for me to save a dozen taels." Otherwise, it's all for you."

A dozen taels of silver is just a drop in the bucket.

Yang Fan shook his head and said, "It's better to keep your own flowers."

Yang Dong's eyes lit up and said, "By the way, Brother Fan, I remembered a person, let's find him to borrow it."

"Who?" Yang Fan asked.

"That madman~ He has money on him," Yang said with a sly laugh.

......

Yang Fan and Yang Dong came to the deepest part of the family, there is a bamboo forest here, there is a small courtyard in the bamboo forest, and in the small courtyard, there lives a madman, the madman suddenly appeared eight years ago, forcibly occupied the deepest bamboo building of the Yang family, and built a bamboo building.

The Yang family was naturally unwilling, and sent a lot of people to theorize, but the madman was crazy and crazy, and what he said was also strange, so the Yang family wanted to throw the madman out under the orders of the great elder, but who knows, a few good players who went to the martial arts realm were thrown out by the crazy madman three or two times.

Everyone knew that although this madman was crazy, his cultivation was extremely powerful, and then the patriarch Yang Mo had to enter the bamboo forest and "chatted" with the madman for a while, and then ordered the children of the family not to enter here at will.

However, the little fat man Yang Dong was curious, and once he pulled Yang Fan and sneaked into the madman's residence, and saw many precious things in the madman's place, such as night pearls, gems, and an impressive giant sword, these things are all valuable, obviously the madman has some money.

Later, Yang Fan and Yang Dong went a few more times, and each time they chatted with the madman, although the madman was crazy all day long, but he did not drive Yang Fan and Yang Dong away, and the only thing that could be heard was the two sighs of emotion from the madman from time to time.

"Dragon ~ blood ~ relics ~ veins, it's a pity, it's a pity..."

Yang Fan and Yang Dong ran into the bamboo forest with a big grin, and came to the bamboo building, Yang Dong shouted, "Uncle Madman, we came to see you."

"Knock knock~" There were three crisp sounds from above, which was the secret signal of the madman agreeing to them going up.

The two of them were overjoyed and ran up quickly.

On the second floor walked a middle-aged man with a disheveled head, his image was very collapsed, and he looked a little like a flower, but Yang Fan was a man in two lives, if he was really a simple teenager, he would indeed think that he might really be a madman, but with the perspective of his two lives, he always felt that a madman was weird.

Moreover, what made Yang Fan feel the most terrifying was that when he entered the bamboo building, the lich jade talisman hovering in his dantian trembled slightly a few times and was deeply hidden, and the connection between the two witch spirits and Yang Fan was completely cut off.

"Uncle Madman, we are going to borrow one hundred and fifty taels of silver from you, and we will return it to you soon" Yang Dong didn't have Yang Fan's feelings, and said with a big grin.

The madman stood up, his massive body, only two meters tall, giving a heavy oppressive force.

His originally cloudy eyes burst out of essence light at this moment, looking at Yang Fan, at that moment, Yang Fan obviously felt that the Lich Jade Talisman was hidden deeper, and even, the Lich Jade Talisman was trembling slightly.

And on Yang Fan's body, cold sweat also broke out.

But that feeling was just a flash, and the madman regained his image of the nest again, looked at Yang Fan, and asked, "Did you borrow money?"

"Yes," Yang Fan nodded.

"Okay, here you go" The madman took out two silver tickets of one hundred taels and handed them to Yang Fan.

Immediately, he sat down on the ground again, drooped his head, and drew circles on the ground.

"Uncle Madman, let's go" Yang Dong waved his hand and pulled Yang Fan away together.

"I'll pay it back as soon as possible~" Yang Fan said, and then he walked out with Yang Dong.