At this time, at the gate of Yancheng City, Bi Shan, Zhu Shopkeeper and a large group of people were waiting, their faces were full of anxiety, looking at the mountains and rivers in the distance.

Finally, a group of people appeared in the field of vision, led by a woman in a red dress, who was the Feng Xi whom Yeyang had befriended.

"See the princess. A group of people knelt down, and only a few people such as Bi Shan just put their hands on their chests and bent down to salute.

"Get up!" Feng Xi's face was very bad, his hair was messy, and the others were all gray-headed, with some minor injuries on their bodies, and they were very embarrassed.

"Princess, what's wrong with you?" Bi Shan hurriedly stepped forward and asked worriedly.

"It's okay, it's just that I was ambushed, I used a life-saving talisman, but fortunately there were no casualties. Feng Xi said.

"It's all damn wolves!" a hook-nosed young man said resentfully.

"Shut up!Tu Qi, don't talk nonsense until you have evidence!" Feng Xi scolded, a flash of anger flashed on his face.

"That's right, maybe someone from the God and Demon Dynasty did it!" Feng Xi also continued.

"This time the whereabouts are secret, how can others know the whereabouts?" Bi Shan wondered.

Everyone shook their heads, puzzled.

"Forget it, it's okay, the princess should go into the city and rest!" Seeing that everyone had no clue, Bi Shan said again. Feng Xi nodded, and everyone entered Rock City one after another.

"Zhu Di, what's wrong with you?" an elder pushed the shopkeeper Zhu, who was still in place.

"It's okay, I'm just worried. Shopkeeper Zhu replied, walked into Rock City with the elder, and muttered softly: "Wolf clan, I hope not!"

The southern and western districts of Iwacheng are the wild animal markets, the middle urban area is a commercial market, the eastern urban area is a place of entertainment and leisure, and the northern urban area is a residential area.

Wealthy people generally live in Dongcheng District, while Beicheng District is mostly populated by commoners and alchemists, alchemists, and formation masters who like to be quiet.

Yeyang came to Beicheng District, took out the map to check, and went according to the lot indicated on the map, he didn't bring butterfly dance and night howling, sometimes there are too many people but it will cause trouble.

"It should be here, right?" Yeyang stopped in front of a quaint courtyard, and standing at the door, he could hear the sound of ping-pong iron from inside.

Yeyang knocked on the door, but no one answered, and then knocked on the door three more times and asked, "Is there anyone?"

Still no one answered, Yeyang pushed open the door, and a heat wave suddenly hit, the temperature could melt a demon king directly, and he hurriedly erected a soul barrier so as not to be too embarrassed.

An old man was knocking on a piece of iron by the fire, he was burly, but somewhat thin, with his hair disheveled, and his eyes protruding outward, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

This old man is very strange, judging from the breath, there is only the peak of the demon saint, but the blood and demon qi in his body are like an ocean, and the whole person stands there like a huge furnace, his strength is very great, and every time the hammer falls, the ground will shake slightly.

Yeyang stepped forward, and as if nothing had happened, he hugged his fist at the old man and saluted: "Master Ge, junior ......"

"Get out!" the old man continued to strike the iron, and said without looking back, his voice was so loud that it shook Yeyang's soul.

Yeyang was not annoyed, and walked towards the rest of the yard with a smile, where some medicinal herbs were planted, most of which were fire attributes, and some of them had withered due to the heat.

There was a pile of scrap metal in the corner, and a few half-finished weapons, and in the other corner there were some broken utensils and stoves, and he looked at them curiously, looking at Lao Ge from time to time.

"Sne......er" The iron was beaten into a sword tire, Lao Ge looked at the kid who was walking around unscrupulously in his yard, anger flashed in his eyes, and a fire ball appeared in his hand and hit the night sun.

The fire was blazing, and it directly passed through the night sun and hit a pile of scrap iron, and the scrap iron immediately turned into molten iron, emitting white heat.

Yeyang appeared at the gate of the small courtyard with a peaceful smile on his face: "Master Ge is sick, so it is better to pay attention to maintaining a relaxed and happy mood, and not to use his vitality." ”

Lao Ge's eyes flashed with surprise, and he shouted, "Who are you!"

"Although you have a lot of strength, but your strength is not dispersed and controlled, so it is easy to damage things; you are full of momentum, extremely powerful, and loud voice, but your breath is vain, strong on the outside and weak on the inside, which means that your qi and blood are corrupted, and your middle qi is insufficient; as a refiner, you have planted medicinal herbs in the courtyard, which means that you are sick. To sum up, you have been poisoned, and it is a cold poison for more than a hundred years. ”

"Hahahaha......" Master Ge suddenly laughed, and a cold glint appeared in his eyes: "Even if you know that I have been poisoned by cold, what kind of person are you?"

"What you really want to ask is if I am your enemy, don't worry, I'm not. Yeyang smiled: "Actually, I'm just an ordinary pharmacist. ”

"Pharmacist?" Lao Ge laughed loudly, with undisguised disdain on his face: "I admire your wisdom and courage, but it's not for me to say, you are a hairy boy, I'm afraid you can only deal with the minor illnesses of mortals!"

"The cold poison on the old man's body, but even the quasi-emperor-level alchemy master of Master Ning Chuan can only suppress it, do you think that you are even more powerful than Master Ning Chuan?"

"Although I don't know who Master Ning Chuan you are talking about, I think that people who can do alchemy will not necessarily cure diseases, and, with all due respect, after the toxin has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, it is really stupid to use the method of poison to attack poison and overcome attributes!"

"Presumptuous!" Old Ge was furious, and slammed down with a hammer, Yeyang jumped up, turned over and left the small courtyard, and a voice came from afar: "It is recommended that you take a wood attribute or water attribute herb, otherwise I am afraid you will not be able to survive even a hundred years, my surname is Ye, and I live in the sixth courtyard of the Laifeng Inn!"

Lao Ge sneered, just regarded it as a deaf ear, and continued to fight iron.

Yeyang returned to the courtyard, and when Butterfly Wu saw him coming back, she hurriedly asked, "Childe, have you invited Master Ge to refine the weapon?"

Yeyang smiled and shook her head, making Butterfly Dance feel inexplicable.

In the following days, Yeyang was still the same as before, it was time to go shopping, it was time to have fun, and bought a lot of things, including planted flowers and plants, the four treasures of the study room for practicing calligraphy, and a xylophone with good sound quality.

What made Butterfly Dance even more puzzling was that Yeyang actually got a jar to raise a large group of poisonous insects, which was raised with blood every day, which scared her so much that she didn't sleep for several nights.

The Heavenly Demon Chamber of Commerce, Yeyang didn't alarm anyone, came to the room where the herbs were sold, and looked at the counter that was supposed to hold the wood attribute medicine king, revealing a smile.

At night, the cold air spread and eroded in the rock city, and in a courtyard, an old man spit out a mouthful of dark green blood, which corroded the ground, he hurriedly took out a medicinal herb and took it, only then did he feel a little better, and bowed his head in contemplation.

In the largest inn in Rock City, in the best room, a young man was wiping two scimitars, and an old man suddenly pushed open the door and hurriedly broke in.

"What are you worried about?" the young man said with displeasure in his eyes.

"Tell the young lord that the woman is out of the city. The old man arched his hand.

The young man's eyes lit up, and he quickly walked out of the door, only to hear a faint sneer: "Mo Zheng, count your luck this time, I hope you will be so lucky next time." ”

In the following days, Yeyang practiced calligraphy on weekdays, planted flowers and plants, played tunes, and raised poisonous insects, which lasted until the sixteenth day, when an unexpected guest came to visit.

"Knock knock......" someone knocked on the outer door of the small courtyard.

Butterfly Dance was about to open the door, but Yeyang waved her hand to stop her, and said softly, "Don't worry." ”

The door was knocked again, but no one paid attention to it, and after waiting for a long time, the door rang again, and Yeyang signaled Butterfly Dance to open the door.

Opening the courtyard gate, Diewu saw an old man, burly, but with a thin face, messy hair tied to the back of his head, and stubble all over his face.

The old man's face was a little awkward, and he tried to lower his voice and asked, "May I ask if Master Night lives here?"

Butterfly Dance's little face was full of doubts, and she asked rhetorically, "Who are you talking about the Night Master?"

"It's a young man, good-looking, very handsome, skilled in medicine, strong in martial arts, young and promising!" Lao Ge blushed his old face, and a few sycophant words popped out between his teeth, and Yeyang in the courtyard almost couldn't help laughing when he heard it.

Butterfly Dance suddenly realized: "It turned out to be our son's friend, please come in!"

"Don't dare, don't dare!" Lao Ge hurriedly replied, and walked into the courtyard with the butterfly dance.

In the corner of the yard, Yeyang ignored the cries of the butterfly dance, and carefully took care of the flowers and plants he bought, first to remove insects and weeds, then to take out a pair of shears to repair the branches and leaves, and finally to water them. After fiddling with the flowers and plants, he went to the table in front of the hall and sat down, writing a word by stroke.

"Night Master, Night Master?" Lao Ge waited for a long time, and couldn't help but shout in a low voice, and then suddenly he was in a hurry and couldn't control it, and his voice suddenly became louder: "Night Master!"

The thunderous sound frightened the night sun pen down, raised his head and glared at him fiercely, startling him and not daring to say more.

Yeyang tore off the piece of paper that had just written most of it, and wrote on another piece of paper, and after half an hour, a piece of paper was full, and he put down the pen and stretched.

Looking up and "inadvertently" seeing Lao Ge, Yeyang was taken aback, and hurriedly got up and walked in front of Lao Ge, and exclaimed: "Master Ge, why are you here? Come to the Humble House, let the younger generation be flattered, how long have you been here, why don't you say hello, you haven't stood badly, right?"

Lao Ge forced a smile on his face, but secretly scolded the eighteenth generation of Yeyang's ancestors: "Not long after, you just came? Master Night, can you cure the old cold poison." ”

"What? Master Ge, you're not mistaken, right? I'm a hairy boy who has not dried up, and I can only deal with mortals' minor diseases, and I don't dare to touch such high-level things as cold poison!"

"I heard that there is a Master Ning Chuanning, that is a quasi-emperor-level alchemy master, as long as he makes a move, he will ensure that your medicine is killed, bah...... If the medicine arrives until the disease is eliminated, it will be able to give birth to a dragon and a tiger immediately!"