Grabbing a yellow gourd, Huo Yuanzhen rushed down the back mountain like a gust of wind.

ran until he reached the edge of Yinma Lake, and Huo Yuanzhen stopped.

The palm that the old man gave himself just now made me feel palpitations until now, and today I have truly seen the power of the palm wind of the master of the inner family.

Dozens of zhang apart, a split palm, if it weren't for his light skills being good enough, I'm afraid that he would have been torn apart by that palm by now.

Even if it hits his head, it is estimated that his iron head skill may not be able to withstand it, after all, there is a difference between the internal palm power and the external force, no matter how good the iron head skill is, it is also external strength.

Now think about the situation in the cave, the old man may think that he is the tiger, and think that the gourd he kicked out with his foot was enough to kill or run away the tiger, but he did not expect to hit his own iron head, not only did he not hurt himself, but let himself take the gourd away with the sheep.

Although he was not injured, he was still a little dizzy from being hit on the head by the gourd, and Huo Yuanzhen secretly decided that he would definitely not enter this cave easily when he was not sure how to deal with the old man.

Anyway, the old man was chained to the huge Dan furnace by that strange iron chain, and he couldn't leave the cave, so he didn't think he could come out to do evil, otherwise he would have come out all these years.

With peace of mind, Huo Yuanzhen took this yellow gourd and looked at it carefully.

This gourd is very large, two circles larger than the average mature gourd, the whole body is golden and round, and it is extremely beautiful.

Holding it in his hand, the weight of the gourd was not light, Huo Yuanzhen shook it up and down a few times, and there was a sound of collision inside.

"Could it be that it's full of pills?"

There was a mouth on the gourd, and Huo Yuanzhen pulled it off.

Opening the mouth of the gourd, a fragrance came, Huo Yuanzhen smelled this fragrance, and felt that his mind was clear.

Turning the gourd upside down, it was poured outward, and several red pills rolled out.

Huo Yuanzhen pinched one pill, smelled it, looked at it again, and only felt that it was fragrant, it should be a medicine for healing.

But he still didn't dare to try rashly, thinking that he should go back and ask Guan Shanyue, after all, the other party is very old, and he has been rolling on the rivers and lakes for many years, and he has seen a lot of knowledge, maybe he will know this kind of medicine.

looked around, but didn't find where the tiger had gone, Huo Yuanzhen didn't care about it, and returned to Shaolin with the gourd.

didn't wait for the back door, just happened to meet the Shaolin people who were about to go out to practice martial arts by the Yinma Lake in the afternoon, Huo Yuanzhen hurriedly stopped Guan Shanyue.

The two of them returned to Shaolin and returned to the temple, and after Huo Yuanzhen closed the door, he took out a pill and showed it to Guan Shanyue.

"Yichen, can you recognize this pill?".

Guan Shanyue took the pill, looked at it for a long time, and said with some hesitation: "Senior brother abbot, senior brother has never seen this kind of medicine."

Huo Yuanzhen was slightly disappointed, and was about to take the medicine back, but Guan Shanyue said again: "But this elixir is very well refined, fragrant, and it seems to be somewhat similar to a legendary medicine."

"What medicine?".

Guan Shanyue sat down and thought for a while before saying: "Senior brother, when I came here, I saw that the name of this place was Shaolin Temple, and I didn't agree with it in my heart, because the poor monk heard that in the south, there is also a temple called Shaolin Temple."

"There is also a Shaolin Temple, where is it?" Huo Yuanzhen moved.

"In the south, there is a place called Putian, where it is said that there is also a temple called Shaolin, but the old decay has never been there, in our Central Plains, that Shaolin has no reputation, but in the Putian area, the Shaolin Temple is very famous, where the monks rarely go to the fate and practice, their main income, is to rely on medicine, sell medicine, meet the rich to give money, meet the money, meet the poor, they will also treat for free, in the local reputation seems to be very good, but never participate in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, it is a real escape from the world."

"Southern Shaolin", Huo Yuan really thought about it, and suddenly remembered the old monk Xuanming, as if the old monk Xuanming said something when he was dying, but at that time it was when he came over, and he couldn't remember it really.

Guan Shanyue continued: "In that Shaolin Temple, there are three most famous medicines, the first is the most common, it is gold sore medicine, a good medicine for treating trauma, and the locals will go to Shaolin to seek medicine if they have a bruise."

Hearing Guan Shanyue say gold sore medicine, Huo Yuanzhen remembered the pile of plaster-like things he saw in the cave just now, could it be gold sore medicine?

"Their second medicine is extremely famous in the martial arts, called Xiao Huandan, Xiao Huandan, Xiao Huandan, can not only treat external injuries, but also treat internal injuries with miraculous effects, no matter if it is injured by the palm power of the true qi, it can be treated, and even if it is eaten by an uninjured person, it also has the effect of consolidating the foundation and cultivating the yuan."

"It is said that the small pill is a red pill, fragrant and mellow, refined with a variety of rare medicinal materials, even if it is the Shaolin Temple, there are not a lot of small pills, so this small pill, easy will not give out, people in the rivers and lakes want to buy a pill of small pills, often also need to pay a lot of price, I see that the current grain in my hand, and the legendary pill is somewhat similar."

Guan Shanyue didn't finish speaking, and Huo Yuanzhen over there could basically determine that the pill of this gourd should be Xiao Huandan.

Gold sore medicine, there are a lot of big ones in the cave, and there are dozens of gourds in the cave.

Even Guan Shanyue didn't say the last one, Huo Yuanzhen had already guessed that the last medicine should be Da Huandan, there are two red gourds in the cave, which are bigger, and it is likely to be Da Huandan.

Sure enough, Guan Shanyue continued: "The last one, the transmission is even more divine, called Da Huandan, it is the treasure of the Shaolin temple, and there seems to be no few Dahuan Dan in the entire rivers and lakes, it is said that no matter how many injuries a person has suffered, whether it is external or internal, or poisonous, as long as there is still a breath, Da Huan Dan can save it, and it will not take long to make it recover as before."

"Is it so magical?".

"Yes, but there are not many people on the rivers and lakes who know about Da Huandan, and the disciple also heard the story of Da Huan Dan by chance, but he didn't take it seriously before, but now he sees the little Huan Dan taken by the abbot, and the disciple believes it a little."

Taking Xiao Huan Dan in his hand and looking at it again, Guan Shanyue suddenly said: "Abbot, you can get this holy medicine like Xiao Huan Dan, could it be that you have anything to do with the Shaolin Temple in the south?"

Guan Shanyue said, and nodded frequently: "It must be, we are called Shaolin here, and the south is also called Shaolin, there must be something related to each other, and the abbot still has that Shaolin Xiao Huandan, presumably the abbot originally came from the south."

Huo Yuanzhen shook his head: "This Southern Shaolin, it's the first time I've heard of it."

"Then this medicine 、、?."

"This was obtained by chance, okay, there you go".

Guan Shanyue handed over the Xiao Huan Dan to Huo Yuanzhen, and then said: "The abbot has this medicine, and our Shaolin disciples have an extra guarantee for their lives, but this medicine is very precious, although there are people in the rivers and lakes who are willing to buy Xiao Huan Dan with a thousand taels of silver, but it is still priceless, and the abbot can never take it out in front of people."

Huo Yuanzhen nodded and agreed, and Guan Shanyue went out to continue teaching everyone to practice martial arts.

After Guan Shanyue left, Huo Yuanzhen brought out a gourd of pills, counted them, and found that this gourd was a hundred small pills.

This is a real treasure, Huo Yuanzhen carefully put it away, thinking in his heart, there are dozens of gourds in the cave, if they are all small pills, it is thousands, and that pile of gold sore medicine is also very useful.

And those two red gourds, Huo Yuanzhen even wanted to get them, you know, they may be the magic medicine Da Huan Dan.

It's just that Huo Yuan really doesn't dare to move now, even if he goes with Guan Shanyue, I'm afraid he is not the opponent of the old man in the back mountain, and he can only be slowly drawn in the future.

After putting away Xiao Huandan, Huo Yuanzhen began to rummage through the house, because he had already remembered some things, the old monk Xuanming had indeed explained that he had left a letter to Huo Yuanzhen about his master or something, so that he could open it in the future, but at that time it was the time for Huo Yuanzhen to cross, and he forgot about this matter.

After tossing around the room for a while, with his vague memory, Huo Yuanzhen finally turned the letter out under the bed.

The letter has fallen to dust, and no one has touched it for a long time, so it should be that the old monk Xuanming wrote it and put it here a long time ago.

Huo Yuanzhen opened the letter and read it carefully.

Maybe it's been a long time, and it's still a little damp under this bed, Huo Yuanzhen took out the letter, but found that many of the handwriting on the letter was blurred.

Through those recognizable handwriting, Huo Yuanzhen knew that Xuan Ming was originally a disciple of Southern Shaolin, and it seemed that he had left the sect because of something.

And the person in the back mountain, Xuan Ming said that he was a dangerous person, but he couldn't see himself in the back.

At the end of the letter, Xuan Ming hoped that Huo Yuanzhen would complete what he had entrusted him, and then return to Southern Shaolin with his things and his ashes, so that he could recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors.

It's just that the identity of the most critical mysterious person, as well as the things that Xuan Ming entrusted to him, can't be seen.

After studying for a long time to no avail, Huo Yuanzhen put away the letter depressedly.

What is this Master going to do by himself?