Regarding Bai Bing's warning, Feng Ziyang didn't take it to heart at all.

With his current mentality, he didn't regard Bai Bing as an equal existence at all.

It's like a person walking on the road and being scolded by an ant, will people worry about the ants?

Of course, if the ant really doesn't know whether to live or die, and has to jump high to provoke someone, that person will gently raise his hand and crush it to death with one finger.

Feng Ziyang has been in the immortal cultivation world for thousands of years in his last life, and the concept of 'the strong are respected' has long been deeply rooted in his bones.

Even though he hadn't regained the strength of his previous life, it was only a matter of time.

Can the laws of mortals control immortals?

Apparently impossible.

Therefore, in Feng Ziyang's heart, killing someone or something is not a problem at all.

If it weren't for the fact that he was troublesome and unwilling to deal with the police and relevant state departments, he could have killed Song Zhe's group before.

Even the gang of deliberately trouble-killing Matt Burial Families he met on his way home from the library when he had just returned from rebirth was unlikely to survive.

Of course, Bai Bing didn't know what kind of detached mentality he was, seeing that he didn't make a sound, he thought that his own warning had worked, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise slightly.

Up to the second floor, Bai Yizhen walked into a private room first, Feng Ziyang looked up, and there was a nameplate of 'Guangming Ding' hanging on the door.

When I entered the house, the furnishings in the room were very interesting, not as ordinary as outside.

On one side of the wall is a shrine dedicated to a strange deity that looks like a Buddhist multi-armed Buddha, but wears a robe similar to that of a Taoist immortal.

Its two frontmost hands were placed on its chest, its ten fingers spread out like flames, and its eyes were staring ahead, as if it were worried.

On the beneath the statue are carved a few lines of words, but on closer inspection, they are:

The light is generally pure, and there is no movement and no curse.

He has no trouble with joy, but there is no use in suffering.

Always be happy and bright, if you say that you are sick, it is useless.

If there are those who can live in other countries, they will be worry-free.

The solemnity of the place is pure, and all the evil is not pure;

Happiness is full of Chang Kuantai, and there is no point in saying that there is Xiangling.

Bai Yizhen saw Feng Ziyang staring at the shrine, so he smiled and introduced: "Hehe, Feng Xiaoyou, this is the Great Ming Zun enshrined in Manichaeism, I think you should have heard of this name." ”

In fact, before he said it, Feng Ziyang had already guessed, after all, he had read several popular martial arts novels when he was just in high school, and he was not unfamiliar with Manichaeism, also known as 'Mingjiao'.

What's more, in his last life in the world of cultivating immortals, he once met a genuine Great Ming Zun, and learned from mutual exchanges that that Great Ming Zun had indeed been to the earth in ancient times, but due to the lack of aura on the earth, he didn't stay long before leaving.

According to Feng Ziyang's speculation, the Ming Sect on the earth should be the Taoist system left by the Great Ming Zun back then.

"Hmph, I don't learn well at a young age. Bai Bing didn't know which tendon was wrong, and muttered beside him again, which made Feng Ziyang a little ridiculous.

At this time, the exclusive waiter in the private room walked in and began to boil water to clean the tea set with gentle movements.

"Come on, come on, Feng Xiaoyou, please sit here. Bai Yizhen greeted warmly, Feng Ziyang was not polite, and walked straight over and sat down on a pineapple wood carved chair.

While the water was still not boiling, Bai Yizhen asked: "Feng Xiaoyou, just now you said that you couldn't find the record of the three flavors of medicinal materials in the medical book, and you didn't see it from the medical book, does this mean that you have ever seen them in kind?"

Feng Ziyang nodded indifferently, "Yes, not only have I seen them, but I have also personally used them to refine some pills. ”

Hearing this, Bai Bing's eyes, who were sitting on the side, first flashed with anger, and then turned into mockery.

Pills are not something that can be refined by just anyone, and most of the pills with all kinds of miraculous effects in martial arts novels are imaginary products, and it is impossible to refine them in reality.

She had seen some charlatans before, selling hand-kneaded pills as elixirs to fool those laymen.

There are even more excessive ones who directly take flour to adjust the pigment, and add a little medicinal juice to pretend to be an elixir!

In her opinion, it is impossible for Feng Ziyang to really refine any pills at such a young age, and nine out of ten are deceiving people.

Although Bai Yizhen also had a faint suspicion in his eyes, he did not regard Feng Ziyang as a liar.

Because although he didn't know the medicinal properties and effects of the Phantom Heart Grass, the Rotten Bone Spirit Flower and the Nine-Tailed Dragon Sunflower, he was very clear about the characteristics of the Jincao, the Sifang Grass and the Dragon Sunflower, which were exactly what Feng Ziyang said!

The old man has a frank life, and he has seen a lot of strange people and strange things, so he didn't think that Feng Ziyang was lying like Bai Bing.

After considering the wording, Bai Yizhen asked cautiously, "Feng Xiaoyou, I wonder if you can still get those three flavors of medicinal herbs now?"

He didn't ask where he could find it, because he knew very well that no one would easily tell such a secret.

Feng Ziyang shook his head slightly, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I won't be able to find a single plant on the entire earth now." ”

Bai Yizhen's eyes suddenly darkened, he thought that Feng Ziyang was saying that the three-flavor medicinal materials were extinct, but he didn't know what Feng Ziyang really meant was that they were not medicinal materials on the earth at all!

"Alas, it seems that the old man's fate has been decided, providence, really providence!"

Hearing Bai Yizhen's low sigh, Feng Ziyang asked curiously: "Bai Lao, if I'm not mistaken, the prescription you took before is used to treat internal organ injuries, right?"

"Huh?" Bai Yizhen raised his head to look at Feng Ziyang when he heard the sound, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face, "Feng Xiaoyou, can you see it?"

Feng Ziyang smiled, "It's very simple, if you match the medicinal herbs on it, you can easily deduce its effect." ”

Bai Yizhen's heart couldn't help but set off a stormy wave, he couldn't believe that the young man in front of him actually had such profound attainments in pharmacy.

Without more than 40 years of immersion in medicine, it is impossible to do it.

Even he himself didn't dare to pat his chest and say that he would definitely be able to see the use of any prescription.

"Maybe my problem can be saved......"

With this in mind, Bai Yizhen sat up straight and asked solemnly, "Feng Xiaoyou, since you can see the purpose of that recipe, is there a way to solve the problem of missing three flavor medicinal materials?"

Feng Ziyang shook his head, and said slowly in Bai Yizhen's disappointed eyes: "Don't say that your recipe is not in order, even if it is complete, it is not something you can bear." If you believe me, then let me take the pulse, and I will give you an immediate formula. ”

"What, really?" Bai Yizhen only felt that his mood was going up and down like a roller coaster, he couldn't hold back his excitement and didn't stand up, and said seriously: "If Feng Xiaoyou can really solve the old man's problem, the old man is willing to give it with 200,000 cash!"

Bai Bing's face changed drastically, and as soon as he wanted to speak, he heard Feng Ziyang chuckle: "Hehe, if that's the case, then I'll leave." ”