The old woman raised her hand and asked the girl to stand behind.

She herself stepped forward, the black wooden staff in her hand, and slammed it to the ground.

The black gas surrounding the basin has obviously dissipated somewhat.

"Xiao Cui, get out of the way, this is the evil formation, this young man should be the pharmacist who came to participate in the medicine meeting, he met the evil cultivator, and his companions were all killed."

"It's a poor man."

"Ahh

"Grandma, help him."

Worry flashed in Xiao Cui's eyes, and she hurriedly spoke.

The old woman nodded slightly: "Encounter is fate, Lao Shen naturally will not die without help."

The voice fell.

The black wooden cane burst out with a burst of spiritual light, and the head of the cane touched the earth, as if it had penetrated into the ground.

The next moment, the old woman's body was shocked.

"Hum!"

"Whistling ......"

In the basin, the tumbling black gas was instantly dispersed.

Ye Wentian was still standing in place, his eyes staring ahead, his whole person motionless, like a sculpture.

"Are you alright, boy?" The old woman stepped forward slowly and asked in a low voice.

"Hey!"

"Grandma is talking to you, why are you so rude?"

"It's a shame that I just let grandma save you."

Xiao Cui also stepped forward, flashing her big eyes, staring at Ye Wentian and shouting softly.

Ye Wentian closed his eyes slightly.

Seeing this, Xiao Cui beside her couldn't help but pursed her lips, and wanted to say something, but was stopped by the old woman.

A moment later.

Ye Wentian opened his eyes, and the clarity in his eyes was restored, and his expression was the same as before.

"Thank you, old man." Ye Wentian turned his head and raised his hand politely.

You don't need the old man in front of you to make a move.

It is not difficult for him to break through the maze, after all, others are kind, and this thank you is also deserved.

"It's a gesture."

"Where are you from, young man? But you're here to participate in the Hanging Pills Society?" The old woman's face was kind, and her voice was very calm.

There is no strong person around him to protect him, so it can be seen that he is not the child of a big force, and he came to participate in the medicine meeting, which is enough to see the dedication of the people in front of him to the medicine way.

Nowadays, in the martial arts world, there are fewer and fewer juniors who specialize in medicine.

"My hometown is in the sea."

"Pharmacy?"

"Have you already entered the western suburbs?" Ye Wentian responded subconsciously and glanced around.

It's going to be delayed for so long.

If you want to catch up with that old thing again, I'm afraid it won't be easy.

"It can be regarded as coming from afar, not far ahead is the West Mountain, the Hanging Village is on the mountain, for the sake of safety, you are willing to go up the mountain with us." The old woman smiled slightly and said slowly.

Xiao Cui, who was beside her, winked at Ye Wentian.

There was a little more anticipation on her face.

"Okay, thank you seniors." Ye Wentian nodded. Z.br>

In the summer, Ye Bufan's two goods said that there would be a lot of medicinal materials for thousands of years.

and the old thing he chased before, maybe he was also mixed into the medicine club, and he had to go this time.

The old woman smiled slightly and said no more.

The three of them walked together and walked forward.

"My name is Miao Cui, what's your name?" Miao Cui came to her side, staring at Ye Wentian with big eyes and asked.

"Ip Mantian."

"Oh, are all your friends who died in the basin before?"

"What did you see in the maze?"

"How old are you? I'm definitely older than you...... Call my sister."

Miao Cui chattered non-stop all the way, the questions were one after another, her cheeks were slightly red, and the more she talked, the more energetic she looked.

Without waiting for Ye Wentian to answer, the next question had already been asked.

The old ahead

At this time, she opened her mouth and smiled: "Young man, don't mind, my clan has always lived in the mountains, and there are not many people in the clan."

"Handsome young man, I haven't seen this girl much, so I talk a little more."

The old woman explained with a smile.

"Grandma, what do you say?" Miao Cui pursed her lips, her cheeks redder.

Let's talk about it.

She deliberately turned around.

looked a little farther away from Ip Mantian.

The smile on the old woman's face remained unchanged, and she didn't say anything more.

As the three of them walked forward, night gradually fell, and the mountains not far ahead, from far and near, fell into view.

The foot of the mountain has been sealed, and tourists have stopped in recent days.

Standing guard were two young men in their early twenties, who saw Ye Wentian and the three approaching and hurriedly greeted them.

"Hanging Village, Baizhu, I've seen Miao seniors." The young man at the head smiled and bowed very politely.

The person next to him also bent down and raised his hand.

"Do you know Shin?" The old woman raised her head and asked slowly.

"Know."

"The seniors who came to the Hanging Village this time, the elders of the family have specially explained, and the juniors will take three of them up the mountain."

"Senpai, please."

Bai Zhu saluted again.

After saying that, he turned around and raised his hand towards Ye Wentian and the others at the same time.

He didn't ask them for their identities, and he was very respectful.

It can be seen that the old woman in front of her has an extraordinary status in the circle of medicine.

Say no more.

Under the leadership of Bai Zhu, the three of them walked along the long steps towards the top of the mountain, and at the same time, a young man walked down from the bottom of the mountain and took over Bai Zhu's previous position.

All the way up, about ten minutes.

The stone steps came to the end, but they did not reach the top of the mountain, and the position of several people was only halfway up the mountain.

As far as the eye can see, there is a wide mountainside platform in the distance.

Further on, there are wooden houses and pavilions.

It's clearly a place of hospitality, and along the side of the hill, there are many wooden houses.

"Senior Miao, you can go to the top of the mountain with the juniors."

"These two, stay on the mountainside for the time being, tomorrow's primary election for the alchemy conference will be held on the mountainside, and all the younger generations participating will live here."

「……」

Bai Zhu said, and raised his hand to Ye Wentian and the others again.

"Got it, grandma told me the rules." Miao Cui nodded in response.

"That's good."

"See you tomorrow, both of you."

Bai Zhu smiled slightly, and immediately called a young man and told him to take Ye Wentian and the others to the mountainside residence.

After a salute.

The figures of the old woman and Bai Zhu walked in the direction of the top of the mountain.

The juniors of the hanging village, each of them is very polite, and almost every time they say a word, they can't wait to bend over.

led Ye Wentian and the others forward, and quickly arranged their residences.

"Two, if you need to see the same people who are serving below, you can speak up and say goodbye below."

The young man raised his hand and saluted, then turned to leave.

Wait until it's gone.

Miao Cui immediately came over, blinked her eyes, and looked at Ye Wentian.

"Ye Wentian, while it's not completely dark, let's walk around, I haven't come out for a long time." Miao Cui said softly.

"That's right."

"Do you know how to refine medicine?"

"Awesome, isn't it? I'm pretty good."

Without waiting for Ye Wentian to respond, Miao Cui asked again.

Ye Wentian rubbed his head unconsciously: "I'm a little tired, let's wait for tomorrow."

Before, I chased all the way from the imperial capital to the western suburbs, and experienced a maze, and this girl quarreled endlessly along the way.

He just wanted to be quiet.

Politely refused, Ye Wentian immediately turned around and returned to his room.

The room is quite spacious, with wooden tables, wooden chairs, and wooden beds, spotlessly clean and tidy.

On the wooden bed, Ye Wentian sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

As time passed, the night gradually deepened.

"Huh?"

"Is this breath, dog?" Ye Wentian's face was strange, and he would open his eyes and feel the contract imprint in his body.

There was a slight groan.

Ye Wentian got up and left the room.

The position of the breath seemed to be in the direction of the top of the mountain, and when he looked up at the top of the mountain, Ye Wentian mobilized the contract imprint in his body.