The wind was biting cold and drizzling.

When Chen Fan returned to Xuanqing Peak, it was already noon, and it was drizzling.

He had a sword-horned tiger twice as big as him strapped to his back, and two beads of herbs in his hand, swaggering through the cultivation ground.

"Damn! Who is this? ”

"You don't know yet, do you! Forget it, you rested early last night, this is the disciple of the master's senior brother, that is, the strong man who has not been able to break through the Qi Cultivation One Heaven for twenty-three times. ”

"What? It's him, terrifying!"

There was an uproar, and it exploded in the cultivation ground, and everyone put down their cultivation when they heard the sound, and raised their eyes to look at the bear child who was walking with the wind.

At this moment, Chen Fan became the focus.

He waved to everyone with a smile, and then said, "Brothers and sisters, good morning!"

"Damn! How old is he, he dares to call me junior brother, don't pull me, let me teach him a lesson. ”

"Senior brother is calm, calm, don't be impulsive, he was brought up by the master himself, no matter how he says it, he is also a disciple of the master. ”

"That's it, that's it, let's practice hard! Don't wait for the master to come later, it's not good to see us arguing with our fellow disciples. ”

The uproar gradually dissipated, and the disciples quietly cultivated again.

The young man, who was a senior brother, stared at Chen Fan fiercely, meaning to say, boy, you are miserable.

However, Chen Fan smiled indifferently, and then strode towards the towering attic.

After a few puffs, he came to a room on the second floor, he put down the demon beast meat, and gently retreated from the purple luxurious wooden door.

Even though it was a slight and inaudible sound of opening the door, it still woke up the senior sister.

Bai Shuiyao's immature face showed the haggard appearance of Yiren, although the blood at the corners of her mouth had dried up, the cracks on the corners of her mouth were still there.

In his eyes, the vitality was fading, which made Chen Fan's heart ache.

"Xiaofan...... Where is this?Are we all still alive?" After the weak Bai Shuiyao saw Chen Fan, she struggled several times, looked around, and said weakly.

"Senior Sister" Chen Fan quickly pounced, "Senior Sister, we are in Xuanqing Peak of the Seven Xuanmen, that's right, we are all still alive." ”

"Senior sister, you lie down first, your injuries are too serious, I'll go and boil medicine for you. ”

Chen Fan obediently put his senior sister on the bed, and whispered to comfort her, don't move, leave everything to him.

It wasn't until Bai Shuiyao stopped struggling and lay quietly on the bed that he walked out of the house.

Although Chen Fan was the master of the Seven Xuanmen in his previous life, he rarely came to Xuanqing Peak.

About half an hour.

Chen Fan rummaged through more than ten rooms before he found a large iron pot and two shovels.

After a short time, he carried a large cauldron to the cultivation ground, and found firewood and a bucket of water.

With a "bell", the cauldron was placed on the stone slab of the cultivation ground.

Many disciples who had just entered the state of cultivation opened their eyes one after another and looked at Chen Fan.

"What is he going to do!"

"Damn! I said that the cauldron was familiar, and it turned out to be the one in our kitchen. ”

"Isn't this ruining our jobs? No, I have to go to the master, this bear child is getting more and more excessive. ”

The exclamations continued.

A young man who was about thirteen years old couldn't help it, quit his cultivation state, and ran towards the attic in a sluggish manner, he went to find Mo Qingchen.

Those disciples who were cultivating cross-legged were also furious, and almost rushed up and beat Chen Fan wildly.

If it weren't for the fear of Shizun's punishment, Chen Fan would have been attacked by the group now.

However, Chen Fan doesn't care so much.

He inserted two shovels into the stone wall with a "bell", and hung the outline horizontally on the shovel.

Half a bucket of water was put into the pot, and immediately, the fire began, and after a few breaths, the smoke curled up.

"Huhu!" Chen Fan gulped into the source of the fire.

Until, the firewood flame soared, and for a while, there was a miasma of black smoke on Xuanqing Peak.

The drizzle in the sky could not drown out the dry firewood.

"Ahem, ahem,, choke me!"

"This bear child is simply lawless, and when the master comes, the master must drive him down the mountain. ”

"Hey! What is that! Imperial Blood Grass, Ning Shen Flower, this is a rare spiritual grass! Where did this bear child get it, I saw him carrying a demon beast meat on his back today, could it be that he went to the Dead Grave Mountain Range this morning. ”

In the midst of all the gossip, a sharp-eyed young man saw Chen Fan holding two herbs in his hands, and immediately exclaimed.

When the words "Dead Grave Mountain Range" sounded, everyone exploded.

The Dead Tomb Mountain Range is extremely dangerous, there are many fierce beasts, treasures, medicinal herbs, and spiritual springs, so to speak, the Dead Tomb Mountain Range is a dangerous place where danger and opportunity coexist.

According to what Master Mo Qingchen said, those who do not enter the Dead Tomb Mountain Range cannot enter the Dead Tomb Mountain Range until they are in the Spirit One Heaven, otherwise, what awaits them is death.

However, the bear child in front of him, after careful induction, only practiced Qi Six Heavens, and it seemed that he had just broken through. How to get demon beast meat and spirit grass.

"Impossible, impossible, I must have been dazzled. The sharp-eyed boy rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

When Chen Fan put the two beads of herbs into the cauldron, a rich medicinal fragrance wafted.

The Imperial Blood Grass instantly changed color when it entered the pot, just like blood that was about to boil, and half a pot of water instantly turned blood red.

And Ning Shenhua swayed a wave of ice, which made Chen Fan suddenly quiet, and it seemed that he had forgotten all his worries.

The three petals of the Ningshen Flower swam in the blood water, and in less than a moment, the blood color was absorbed, making a pot of blood water clear again.

However, the fragrance of the medicine is even stronger, as if there is a tendency to become a pill soon.

"Damn, Xiaofan, what are you doing!"

", how can my disciple cultivate like you!"

At this time, Mo Qingchen, who came in a hurry, had a dark face, and he shouted as he walked towards Chen Fan.

Three and two steps ran to Chen Fan's side, if it was another disciple, he designated a slap to go down, but Xiao Fan was a disciple of his senior brother, and he also asked Chen Fan to write a seven-stringed score for him.

Mo Qingchen saw the two beads of herbs in the cauldron at a glance, which surprised him.

Imperial Blood Grass, Tranquility Flower.

"You're going to the Dead Grave Mountain Range!" Mo Qingchen frowned.

When he saw these two beads of medicinal herbs, Mo Qingchen could be sure that this was the medicinal herb of the Dead Tomb Mountain Range.

The Imperial Blood Grass is also a rare one in the Seven Xuanmen, and as for the Ning Shen Flower, it is not visible at all on the periphery of the Dead Tomb Mountain Range, only the lifeless "Graveyard!"

Even if it is the strength of his Spirit Emperor Nine Heavens, he rarely goes to the Death Tomb Mountain Range, the death qi is too heavy, and if it continues for a long time, it will affect people's minds.

"Alas!" Mo Qingchen sighed, and then, he to: "It's not that the Seven Xuanmen of Medicinal Herbs is nothing, you don't need to take risks, I said it all, go to the alchemist today to recuperate your senior sister." ”

Mo Qingchen's anger just now gradually subsided, and then he said to the disciples: "Everyone dispersed first, and if you don't cultivate today, you won't be able to cultivate like this." ”

"Uncle Shi, please that cold alchemist, I'm afraid that we won't move, I heard Shizun say that the great elder has a lot to do with the alchemist, and if you go to him at this time, I'm afraid that you will touch a cold nose. Chen Fan grinned.

Generally, alchemists are very cold, Chen Fan has memories of his previous life, and knows that the relationship between the alchemist and Zhao Wenjie is very good, and the relationship between the alchemist and Mo Qingchen has always been not good.

Otherwise, Mo Qingchen wouldn't have been noon, and he didn't invite the alchemist to come over.

Chen Fan's words went to Mo Qingchen's heart.

Mo Qingchen was afraid that after he went, the alchemist did not invite him, but lost face.

"Alas, it seems that your master has told you everything, but don't take risks next time, I'll go back to practice first. ”

Mo Qingchen had to sigh softly, and slowly left the cultivation ground, leaving only Chen Fan with a lonely back.

The lonely back is very depressed, even if it is a noble white dress, it can't hide the pain of missing his relatives.

"Alas!" Chen Fan's heart was sour.

He felt that this senior uncle was not at a loss, he valued love and righteousness, and when his senior sister healed from her serious injury, he would definitely help him write down the lyre score and chase Elder Liu Weiyang into his hands, so that Mo Laobu would be lonely.

"Whew!"

Chen Fan was in full swing.

After boiling for about half an hour, a pot of clear medicinal liquid was formed, and a faint smell of medicine came to the nostrils.

Chen Fan took out the bowl and spoon prepared in advance, filled a full bowl of liquid medicine, and ran to the second floor.

Back in the house, the senior sister still looked weak.

She never fell asleep, her eyes were always fixed on the door, as if she was waiting for Chen Fan.

"Senior sister. Chen Fan smiled sweetly.

"Senior sister, after taking this medicine, you will get better soon, and when the time comes, we will be able to cultivate in the Seven Xuanmen. Chen Fan comforted Bai Shuiyao while helping her up.

"Xiaofan, you have grown up. Bai Shuiyao's eyes moistened, and he said weakly.

"Senior sister, yes, Xiao Fan grew up under your protection, in the future, this "family" will be supported by me, if anyone dares to bully you, Xiao Fan will "kill" him. ”

When it comes to "home", Chen Fan can't help but shed a tear.

However, when the word "kill" is spoken, Chen Fan's eyes are like fierce beasts, as if he can tear everything apart.

This is Chen Fan in this life, he would rather be injured himself than see his senior sister wronged.

Even in the face of a stronger enemy, Chen Fan will stand up without hesitation.

"Come, senior sister, drink the medicine first. ”

"Hmm!"

Chen Fan fed Bai Shuiyao spoonful by spoonful, just like when Chen Fan was injured, his senior sister carefully fed him medicine.

If the liquid medicine was hot, Chen Fan would blow two breaths to control the temperature to no lukewarm.

A bowl of liquid medicine went down to her stomach, Bai Shuiyao only felt very warm, not only the medicine was warm, but her heart was warm, and on her pale face, she finally showed a smile.

That smile made Chen Fan full of motivation and felt that everything he had done was worth it.

"Senior sister, you rest first, I'll prepare dinner, there is a surprise today!" Chen Fan said a little proudly after packing up the dishes and settling down with senior sister.

The surprise he said was naturally a sword-horned tiger, this was the demon beast meat of the Nine Heavens of Qi Cultivation, which contained countless essences in its body, and it tasted good.

Chen Fan walked out of the house, took a piece of demon beast meat, and rushed down the attic to the cultivation ground.