"Uncle Nature. ”

At this time, Han Chen came to Meng Tianran's residence and shouted into the house.

And Meng Tianran also heard who was shouting outside the door, and hurriedly called Han Chen into the house and asked, "Chen'er, is there something wrong?"

"Uncle Nature, I'll get the spirit grass. Han Chen said. When Han Chen came before, he was only happy, and he forgot about the spirit grass, but now that he remembered it, he came to get the medicine non-stop.

"Wait a minute, I'll get it for you. Meng Tianran replied, then turned to the cabinet on the side, and slowly took out a wooden box from it.

Coming to Han Chen, he handed the wooden box to Han Chen, "The spirit grass is inside, I use this spirit wood box to keep it, so as not to lose its spiritual effect."

Looking at the wooden box in his hand, Han Chen did not hesitate, and immediately opened the wooden box, and a quiet fragrance came to his face, making Han Chen and Meng Tianran feel refreshed.

And the silver leaf grass that Han Chen desperately found in the box was not the silver leaf grass that Han Chen desperately found, looking at the spirit grass in the box, Han Chen sighed and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Chen, are you okay?" Looking at Han Chen, Meng Tianran asked, his hand still shaking in front of Han Chen's eyes.

Hearing someone call him, Han Chen came back to his senses at this time, and looked at Meng Tianran who looked puzzled in front of him, and Han Chen didn't say anything.

Seeing that Han Chen had come back to his senses, Meng Tianran immediately said: "Chen'er, don't be busy with this spirit grass for Qing Lao first, the pharmacist has said before that it is best to let Qing Lao recuperate for a while, and then use the spirit grass, the effect will be better." ”

Meng Tianran also knew the reason why Han Chen came, so he told Han Chen everything he knew.

Hearing Meng Tianran say, Han Chen replied, "Okay, Uncle Tianran I know." "You can put away this spiritual grass first, and then go and give it to Qing Lao." Meng Tianran added.

After closing the box, Han Chen took the spirit grass to bid farewell to Meng Tianran and returned to his residence.

"Since there is still some time, then I will cultivate first, and then send it to grandpa when the time comes. Then he sat down and began to quench his body, and with a breath and an inhalation, the nearby aura was slowly incorporated into Han Chen's body, and he didn't stop until Han Chen felt full.

He began to gather the aura of his whole body, refining his body over and over again, and as Han Chen continued to refine it, the aura in his body became less and less.

But what made Han Chen happy was that he felt as if his physical strength had increased.

In this way, for the past month, Han Chen has been refining his physical body every day, and as he expected, his cultivation this month is also extremely fast, and he is about to break through to the middle stage, and the strength of his physical body is no less than that of a first-order demonic beast.

It can even be said that in the case of fighting for the flesh, Han Chen felt that he could solve a first-order demonic beast with one punch, but this was what he felt after all, and he didn't really try it.

But his physical strength has indeed grown rapidly, far from being comparable to before.

And on this day, when the sunlight shone into Han Chen's house, Han Chen had already woken up from last night's cultivation.

"Whew, it's not bad," Han Chen muttered to himself.

Then, Han Chen closed his eyes and looked at the copper plate hanging in his dantian, in this month, he went to check the bronze medal as soon as he was free, and did everything, but no matter what Han Chen did, the copper plate did not react at all.

"What else can be done?" At this time, Han Chen's consciousness had returned to his body, touching his chin and muttering to himself, looking out of the window from time to time.

After thinking about it for a long time, Han Chen still had nothing to do, so he simply gave up, got up and came to the door, looking at the scenery in front of him, Han Chen was full of emotion.

"I'm going to leave after all. ”

Then he picked up the wooden box containing the silver leaf grass and came to the door of Qing Lao, and was about to knock on the door, when a voice came from inside: "Come in, Chen'er." ”

Han Chen didn't think much about it, pushed the door in, and at this time, Qing Lao's face was ruddy, sitting cross-legged on the bed, his eyes were slightly closed, and he couldn't tell that he was a seriously injured person at all.

After Han Chen greeted Qing Lao, he was just about to explain his intentions, but was interrupted by Qing Lao, "Chen'er, naturally I have already told me, alas~, my old bones almost hurt you." ”

Han Chen also heard the meaning of Qing's old words, so he said: "Grandpa, you don't have to do this, this is my own choice, besides, don't I come back safely?"

"It's useless when you're old, the village will have to rely on you in the future, I know, the village has nothing to teach you now, and grandpa also knows your thoughts, so I'll take this spiritual grass." Qing Lao said to Han Chen.

"Grandpa, I may have to go to the Demon Cloud Forest again in the near future. After saying this, Han Chen put the wooden box in his hand in front of Qing Lao, and after saying goodbye, he came to the open space in the village and began to practice with everyone.

In his opinion, maybe there will be very few opportunities to practice together in the future, pick up the previous iron sword and start dancing, maybe it is the reason why he has entered the ability to cultivate, Han Chen has grown a lot taller in the past two months, and he is already comparable to those fifteen, sixteen, or seven.

Dancing the sword is also presentable, and people also came to the venue one after another, and when they saw Han Chen dancing the sword, they all stopped to look at it for a while, and then they started their morning exercises, only a few old people sat on the side and watched Han Chen, who was dancing the sword, and they all praised him.

Soon the morning practice was over, everyone returned to their homes one after another, and there were only a few people left, and Han Chen was still dancing the sword, and he was already sweating at this time.

Although he was already sweating, he didn't feel tired at all, but felt that his whole body was full of strength and wanted to release it.

As Han Chen continued to dance, his sword became faster and faster, and he couldn't even see his sword clearly. The old man on the side was shocked.

As time passed, the sun was about to climb to the middle, and seeing the situation, Han Chen also stopped, and the people on the side also walked away unconsciously, leaving only Han Chen alone.

Looking at himself, Han Chen quickly rushed home, washed himself over and over again, and changed into a new set of clothes.

After eating something casually, he came to Qing Lao's door, just wanted to knock on the door, and thought about it carefully, Qing Lao may have taken the spirit grass to heal his injuries now, so he couldn't be disturbed, so he sat down in front of the door and waited.

Just as Han Chen expected, not long before Han Chen came, Qing Lao took out the spirit grass that Han Chen gave him and began to refine it, as time passed, the spirituality of the spirit grass became less and less, and the luster on the spirit grass gradually dimmed.

When the spirit grass had no luster at all, Qing Lao opened his eyes, and it was close to evening at this time, and then Qing Lao's body exuded the power of the middle stage of the Yuan Spirit, and then a mouthful of black blood spit out, and Qing Lao's face was also full of smiles.

At the same time, Han Chen, who had been waiting outside for a long time, heard the sound and quickly broke down the door, and saw the old man vomiting blood.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you, are you okay?" Han Chen asked, his face full of eagerness.

"It's okay, kid, I'm fine, this blood is the blood of a serious injury that has pressed me for many years, and now through the impact of the Silver Leaf Grass, I finally spit it out and recovered my injuries, now I'm fine, and because of this spirit grass, I have now broken through to the middle stage of the Yuan Spirit. Qing Lao replied, with a smile on his face.

Years of injuries finally had a solution at this moment.

Hearing Qing Lao's words, Han Chen's originally eager face was also full of smiles at this moment.

Immediately Qing Lao got up and went out, Han Chen saw the situation and followed, and at the same time, the Qing Lao who had just wanted to come to Qing Lao naturally also found out.

Quickly rushed over and hurriedly asked, "Qing Lao, is your injury healed?"

"Okay, okay, natural, worries you. Qing Lao looked at the excited Meng Tianran.

Hearing Qing Lao's reply, Meng Tianran was also full of joy, and then shouted to the village, "Qing Lao's injury is healed, Qing Lao is healed." ”

Everyone who heard the voice came to the door of Qing Lao one after another, and looked at Qing Lao, who had been injured, and everyone was full of smiles on their faces.

In everyone's eyes, Qing Lao is like everyone's leader, everyone will consult him about anything in the village, and now Qing Lao is good, and everyone is very happy.

"Brothers, celebrate with a big feast tonight. Meng Tianran said to the people of the hunting team.

"Okay," the group replied.

After hearing this, the others also went to prepare for the evening banquet one after another, and looking at everyone who was busy, Qing Lao was very moved.