Chapter 11: Evil Fangs

"Hurry up and prepare an Imperial Bag!"

Even if he knew that Chen Chuan was extraordinary, he could repair his cervical spine in an instant in the face of perennial pain.

Liu Ping's mood was still uncontrollable excitement and excitement, his hands were trembling, tears flashing in his eyes, and he did not have the image of the powerful side in the past.

Chen Chuan knew what he was thinking, and patted him on the shoulder to appease, it was better not to make a noise about this kind of thing, he was not afraid that a strong enemy would come to the door, but he didn't want to cause trouble for himself.

Especially when the outside world knows that his strength is extraordinary, what he has to bear must be ten million times that of now, and he chooses to keep a low profile.

Chen Chuan was invited to the emperor's bag by Liu Ping and others, while Fang Tong and the others were waiting for the medical staff to come over in embarrassment.

A good party was not only messed up, but also made a big joke, all of which was blamed on Chen Chuan!

If it weren't for Chen Chuan's hidden identity, I was afraid that they would have eaten and drunk spicy food in the emperor's bag earlier, and they would not have suffered this unwarranted disaster at all!

Fang Tong and the others thought indignantly, but when the medical staff asked about the wounds on their bodies, they were silent, like dumb people.

……

In the luxuriously furnished private room, as soon as Chen Chuan turned around, he could see everyone writhing on the dance floor outside the glass window, and he retracted his gaze with Liu Ping's respectful smile.

"Master, is my cervical spine no different from ordinary people now?"

"Yes."

After receiving Chen Chuan's affirmative answer, Liu Ping's whole person trembled uncontrollably.

"But don't spread this matter, I think you know better than me the truth of his sin."

Chen Chuan's voice was very soft, but the coldness in his tone was impossible to ignore, Liu Ping nodded heavily, looking at Chen Chuan's gaze as if he was looking at his parents.

"I still have something to do, and when I finish solving the matter at hand, you and I will talk about it again."

"Okay, I'll send you."

Liu Ping put down his wine glass and sent Chen Chuan all the way to the door of the hotel.

"Just send it here, and I'll go by myself."

The medicinal materials for refining the wild ginseng king are not ready yet, it will be too early, those Chinese medicine shops should still be open, Chen Chuan is going to quench the marrow cleansing pill tonight, and by the way, the pill that Luo Xuefen's father needs will be quenched.

The bustling streets highlight the prosperity of the old town, and Chen Chuan has just stepped into a pharmacy on his front foot, and an old man with a goatee has stepped into his back foot.

"Give me a copy of each of the medicinal materials on these two lists."

Chen Chuan put the prepared medicine list in front of the shopkeeper.

"Well, wait a minute."

The shopkeeper took the two pill sheets, turned around and began to grab the medicine.

However, just as the shopkeeper was about to grab the medicinal materials on the second medicine list, Chen Chuan was pushed by an old man with a goatee.

I saw that he glanced at Chen Chuan with an unkind face, and snorted coldly at the shopkeeper with an arrogant attitude: "Shopkeeper Xu." ”

The cold sound made Shopkeeper Xu a little stunned.

"Doctor Lin, why are you here?"

"Well, grab some medicine for me." The old man named Doctor Lin handed over a medicine list as he spoke.

But when the shopkeeper Xu saw his posture, he immediately smiled, "Doctor Lin, I still have a little brother waiting here, you sit down first." ”

Divine Doctor Lin frowned, as if he was a little dissatisfied, and looked at Chen Chuan with arrogance and contempt in his eyes.

"Little brother, this is the medicinal herb you want, by the way, what kind of patient are you prescribing these two medicine lists?"

Shopkeeper Xu carried two bags of medicinal materials in front of Chen Chuan, and the medicinal materials in the bags were wrapped in paper separately.

Chen Chuan took the two bags of medicinal herbs, looked at the shopkeeper Xu and said lightly, "How much?" ”

"Three thousand in total." After the shopkeeper Xu finished speaking, he looked at the two bags of medicinal herbs with curiosity on his face, "Little brother, who are you prescribing this medicine for?" ”

Chen Chuan was silent, and after paying the money, he looked at the shopkeeper Xu inquiringly, and suddenly said with a smile: "What's the matter with you?" ”

“……”

After speaking, Chen Chuan walked out with the medicinal herbs, and there was a dissatisfied cry from the shopkeeper Xu behind him.

"You kid, it's none of my business!"

Chen Chuan also guessed what the shopkeeper was thinking, but his medicinal materials would only have an effect if they were tempered with the Three Flavors True Fire, and the rest of the methods would not succeed at all.

"Come and take a look, the bronzes I have here are all from the Qin Dynasty, and you won't regret buying them!"

Chen Chuan stopped and looked at the beauty who was selling in the box, and only felt surprised, many passers-by walked in front of this big beauty, but no one paid attention to her.

The strangest thing was that the bronzes in front of her seemed to be shrouded in fog, very hazy.

"Hey, little brother, come over and see if there's a suitable one?"

The beauty beckoned to Chen Chuan with a smile, and the bronzes in front of her slowly dispersed the clouds.

However, just as Chen Chuan walked over, the beauty suddenly disappeared, and the bronze on the ground also turned into an alchemy furnace in the blink of an eye!

"This ......"

Chen Chuan picked up the alchemy furnace, his face was full of confusion.

"Little brother, only you can see me here, it seems that you and I have a good fate!"

"Who are you?"

Chen Chuan subconsciously asked, and at the same time looked at the surrounding streets, there was no change at all, but the voice in his mind was real.

"I, the Ancient Artifact Fang! Originally, it was supposed to be in the heavenly realm to eat and drink well, but since the immortal world began to disconnect from the human world, the energy of all parties fluctuated greatly, and those immortals couldn't deal with it, and finally died and disappeared. ”

"And what are you?"

Chen Chuan listened to her vicissitudes of tone, and only felt funny.

"Mortal, your qualifications are okay, come on and cultivate, wait for you to ascend and take me back to the immortal realm."

After answering the question, the evil tooth stopped paying attention to Chen Chuan, and it seemed that he had cooperated with those immortal cultivators before.

As for why he is still staying here, it can only be said that the Heavenly Dao is cruel, and I don't know how many immortal cultivators have been tormented in the past thousand years.

Chen Chuan knew this, picked up the alchemy furnace and went back to the apartment to alchemy.

said that it was an apartment, but in fact it was just a small single room, because the place was remote, so the rent was also affordable by Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan took out the wild ginseng king, poured out his bag of medicinal materials, and put them into the alchemy furnace in turn.

"Three flavors are really hot!"

A crackling sound came from the alchemy furnace, and the young man standing in front of him had a pair of indifferent eyebrows, his hands formed a mark, and the three flavors of true fire surrounded the alchemy furnace.

As time passed, Chen Chuan was already sweating profusely, and the medicinal materials in the alchemy furnace had also been quenched into a pill.

There are evil teeth, and the medicinal materials in the alchemy furnace are also automatically tumbling and boiling.

After Chen Chuan took out the marrow cleansing pill, the evil tooth also appeared in front of him.

The black wide-sleeved skirt sets off her delicate figure charmingly, and the indifference and nobility between her gestures are full of unreachable, a little red lips are slightly open, and her autumn eyes are cold, and her posture is enough to be called a country and a city.

"What? Stunned? ”

Evil Fang reached out and tapped him on the forehead, teasing him in the usual way.