Uncle Hai is also in his early thirties, he is the cousin of the second young master, and he knows a lot about family affairs, especially the second young master's "three yin and no pulse" disease, he has consulted a large number of historical documents, and came to almost the same conclusion, "No one who suffers from this disease can survive to the age of thirteen." The family was helpless, so they resolutely sent him to the "Medicine Valley" when he was only three years old. He made a ten-year covenant with Medicine Valley, during which Medicine Valley would do its best to heal him. At the end of the ten years, whether it is life or death, someone must be sent to take it out of the medicine valley. See the bones of the dead, pick up the people alive!

The "Medicine Valley" is located deep in the mountains and jungles on the northwest side of the Barren Ridge Ancient Road, and the exact location is still unknown. According to folk rumors, the Medicine Valley is not only famous all over the world, but even the martial arts are extraordinary. Especially in the Scripture Pavilion during this period, it treasured a large number of ancient Dan recipes, bringing together countless top-level classic martial arts cheats. Countless people have tried to visit the Medicine Valley, but they have never returned, and they have not been heard from since. The mad knife Situ Fan swept through the sixteen cities of Xijun with a knife, dominating one side. He still did not believe in evil, and led a group of cronies and followers into it, but no one saw them come out again. Many years have passed, and I almost dare to set foot in this mountain jungle again. Anyone who seeks medical treatment from Medicine Valley must follow the rules of Medicine Valley, leave a mark in Pingling Town, and accept the instructions for the next step in order to receive assistance from Medicine Valley according to the situation. The Valley of Medicine is not a valley of the world, and the conditions for saving people make most people prohibitive.

The Lu family was blessed with the shadow of their ancestors, and by chance, the people of Medicine Valley owed a lot of favors, and they were fortunate to obtain a token of Medicine Valley. With this token, you can get a rescue from Medicine Valley unconditionally at any time. From then on, the two did not owe each other. The token has been passed down for several generations, and the family is particularly cherished.

The head of the Lu family couldn't bear to see his blood and flesh die, and naturally did nothing. Regardless of the opposition of the family, he resolutely used this token, even if there was hope in case, he had to try it with all his might, no matter what the result was, he would not leave a lifetime of regret and guilt.

Ten years ago, it was also Uncle Hai who followed the instructions of Medicine Valley, and after several tosses, he sent the second young master, who was only three years old, to the hands of the people of Medicine Valley. The weakness of the second young master back then, which made people feel pitiful, was engraved in the depths of Uncle Hai's memory. Whenever the night is silent, Uncle Hai warms his trembling little body with his generous heart. People with three yin and no veins, every time at the time of the alternation of yin and yang in the middle of the night, the cold qi invades the body and hits the meridians all over the body, resulting in cold qi and blood, purple face, blue lips, and dying. Seeing the second young master trembling and shrinking in a ball made people feel sad, heartbroken, and heartbroken......

Ten years later, Uncle Hai took the second young master out of the hands of the people of Yaogu, but he didn't expect it......

"Second Young Master!Second ...... Uncle Hai's hoarse voice seemed to be powerless to call, staggered under his feet, and stumbled towards the caravan. The distance of several meters in his eyes and heart was so far away and long at this moment... The caravan was close at hand, its feet were like lead, and its body shook violently......

In the sad call, the curtain of the caravan was gently lifted, and a young man walked out of the car slowly, wearing a green shirt fluttering, shoulder-length long hair tied back at will, slightly thin, clear and quiet, light and calm, elegant with a bit of elegant rhyme.

Uncle Hai's scattered divine light suddenly lit up, and he opened his mouth, suspected to be an illusion, but when he saw the young man flick his fingers, an object flew in his hand, and it shot into Uncle Hai's mouth like a lightning bolt, and it melted into his throat. Uncle Hai's mouth was full of incense, and the general warm current instantly spread all over the body, as if countless trickles penetrated into the seven meridians and eight veins, and the qi in the body was erect and slowly transpired......

"Sink your mind and gather your energy to return to the source!" A clear voice sounded in his ears, Uncle Hai's heart shook slightly, he slowly closed his eyes, sat on the ground, abandoned all distracting thoughts, and his mood was empty.

The four surviving guards were carrying two companions who were lying in a pool of blood, struggling to get closer to the caravan, and suddenly saw the second young master appear intact on the wheel, all of them staring wide-eyed and unable to close their mouths. Although they were in a dangerous fight, out of the corner of their eyes, they clearly caught a glimpse of the man in black's incomparably fierce sword piercing through the car curtain. Not to mention the weak second young master, he couldn't escape the misfortune of piercing his chest with that sword in the car.

The young man seemed to be unaware of the expressions of several people, motioned to put his companion on his back on the wheel, leaned over to check his pulse, probed his nose, frowned slightly, and gently closed his eyes for the two. The guards on the side saw this, and they didn't need to ask to know what was going on.

The young man stood up, his eyes wandered over several people, and with a flick of his hand, there were four more black-colored pills in his palm, "This is the pill to stop bleeding and heal wounds!" For these guards, they have heard of it, but they have never seen it. Such a precious object is simply not something that people of their level can ask about. The guard stretched out his slightly trembling hand to take the elixir, his eyes full of gratitude.

The twilight receded, a cold moon hung obliquely in the sky, a few cold stars flickered, and the cold glow faintly spread over the barren mountains. The cold wind howled intermittently, carrying with it the cold of the night in the barren mountains, causing the temperature around to drop continuously. From time to time, the howl of unknown beasts could be faintly heard in the distance.

There were two more piles of new soil on the side of the ancient road, and the young man threw down the shovel in his hand, stood silently in front of the two new graves, and muttered in his mouth, "Two brothers, let's go! I will find out the real culprit and bury you!" The young man's name is Lu Suifeng, and he is the second young master of the Lu family head in Red Leaf City, only thirteen years old. Due to the congenital disease of the three yin and the absolute pulse, he could not cultivate martial arts for the rest of his life. In this world of martial arts and strength, it is undoubtedly the most unfortunate thing. Most of the people who usually have this kind of experience live in endless shame and contempt, and they are inferior to pigs and dogs, and they don't even seem to be qualified to be human beings. Ten years ago, he was sent to Medicine Valley for treatment, and to this day, no one knows whether his terminal illness has been cured, including the people of Medicine Valley, who cannot accurately determine it.

"Second Young Master!" Uncle Hai quietly came to his side at some point, his complexion was ruddy, his spirit was full, and the injuries inside and outside his body seemed to have healed.

"It's okay!" the young man Lu Suifeng said lightly, with a concern in his tone.

Uncle Hai nodded, pointing to the two piles of new soil, "They?...... "A sword through the chest, a sword through the throat! We still have a long way to go, so bury them here for now. Lu Suifeng said calmly.

Uncle Hai silently bowed three times to the new tomb, then turned his face and stared at the second young master quietly, there were too many doubts in his heart that needed to be answered. "What happened in the caravan?" "I said it, will you believe it?" Lu Suifeng smiled bitterly.

"I believe it! Whether it's true or not, what should be said will naturally be said!" After all, Uncle Hai is a person who has seen the ups and downs of the world and knows how to measure proportions.

"Uncle Hai is empathetic!Just treat it as an escort from the Medicine Valley along the way, secretly take care of it, and frighten away strong enemies!" Lu Suifeng smiled faintly.

Uncle Hai paused slightly when he heard this, and then laughed, "I know what to say." "After knowing and hearing about it, it can almost be concluded that this second young master is by no means as simple as it seems.

"Can I know what I was wearing just now?" Uncle Hai said with a solemn face, "The entrance is fragrant, and in a moment, not only is the injury healed, but also, even promoted two levels in a row, stepping into the ranks of the Heavenly Rank Realm in one fell swoop." "Is the Heavenly Rank Realm very high?" Lu Suifeng said with an innocent expression. It's a bit of a non-answer.

When Uncle Hai heard this, his face was black, and he thought about it, it was normal for the second young master to be negligent in martial arts since he was a child, and he didn't know anything about it. He patiently explained, "There are two levels of martial arts, high and low, and there are five realms in the lower level: Xuanqi Realm, Transformation Qi Realm, Xuanling Realm, Earth Rank Realm, and Heavenly Realm. Each realm contains nine sub-levels. There are also five realms in the high-level: Xuanwang Realm, Xuandi Realm, Xuanhuang Realm, Xuansheng Realm, and Xuanzun Realm. "Is it over?, is there a higher existence above the Xuanzun Realm?" Lu Suifeng said thoughtfully.

"Hmm!" A flash of surprise flashed in Uncle Hai's eyes, the second young master's words, he didn't dare to think about it at all, "Hehe! This is not something that ordinary people can detect." "Yes, the aura of this world is so strong. It shouldn't be!" Lu Suifeng muttered to himself.

"What is the second young master talking about?" Uncle Hai asked with a blank expression.

"Oh! What you swallowed was a pill of the Three-Rank Heaven Breaking Pill. The effect of the medicine should be not bad!" Lu Suifeng smiled lightly.

"What!" Uncle Hai's eyes widened in horror, and he exclaimed with a twitch on his face, he actually swallowed a pill of the third grade of the pill! It seemed that he had never even seen a single pill in his life, and suddenly...

"Uncle Hai, calm down! It's just a three-pin pill, it's only a big road commodity in the Medicine Valley, as long as you have a little ability there, you can get a hundred and eighty pills at will. Lu Suifeng said disapprerovingly.

"But you...... Uncle Hai wanted to speak and stopped, lest he hurt the second young master.

Lu Suifeng stretched out his hand to comb the hair that was blown by the wind, picked up the shovel on the ground, and said faintly: "The world only knows that I am curing a terminal illness in the Medicine Valley, but I don't know that in the past ten years, I have almost read the books in the Scripture Pavilion. "Is there such a thing?" Uncle Hai said in surprise, "The place where the scriptures are hidden, no matter in all sects and sects, is regarded as a forbidden place in the forest, how can a person from outside the valley be allowed to enter and leave at will?" "Uncle Hai is not false! But it is an exception in the Medicine Valley, the attic of the scriptures is nine stories high, and there are thousands of books of scriptures, and each layer is equipped with a forbidden seal. As long as the people in the valley have the corresponding cultivation realm, they can break the forbidden seal in between, and they can go to every layer. It is said that those who have been able to step into the fifth floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for thousands of years can be counted in the palm of one hand. Lu Suifeng said casually, the shovel in his hand patting the new soil in front of him.