Three days later, Fang Yan was sent back to Qingyun Peak by Luo Ziyi.

Because he was now seriously injured, he could stay inside the gate and not enter the mountains for most of the next half a year. This is also the only reason why ordinary disciples of Qingyun Peak can stay in the door in a grand manner.

Jumping off the egret, Fang Yan thanked Luo Ziyi and walked in the direction of the sanatorium. He has not forgotten that he still owes a huge sum of money to the sanatorium.

Luo Ziyi stood quietly on the egret, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Fang Yan's back for a moment, then retracted his gaze and drove the egret to spread his wings and leave.

Fang Yan walked slowly on the gravel paths, although the injuries in his body were still a little painful, but he was in a good mood. After tossing and turning in Qingyun Peak for so long, the rescue of his father finally came to fruition. With that Supreme Elder making a move, this matter should be nine out of ten.

"Look, isn't that person the disciple called Fang Yan?"

"Well, it seems to be. Strange, wasn't he seriously injured? How did it recover so quickly? Could it be that he still has that miraculous elixir? ”

"Haven't you heard? He exchanged the miraculous elixir with Elder Taishang. I guess this is an injury that Elder Taishang helped him recover. ”

"In exchange with Elder Taishang, tsk, I'm really curious about what he changed."

Because of some jaw-dropping deeds that happened in the mountains, almost everyone up and down Qingyun Peak knew the dialect. Therefore, as soon as he appeared in Qingyun Peak, he was recognized by some guards.

Listening to the chatter from the guards on the side, Fang Yan chuckled lightly and walked straight over, ignoring it. With the strength of these people, it is naturally impossible to see that his injuries have only recovered from one percent.

However, the old woman's elixir was indeed much better than the elixir in the sanatorium. Otherwise, if he wants to recover to his current state with the medicinal materials in the sanatorium, it will take at least a month.

When he came back, he also asked Luo Ziyi. If the old woman had such a good elixir, why did she still need his elixir? Wouldn't it be possible to recover by taking your own pills directly? It wasn't until Luo Ziyi patiently explained to him that he understood.

It turns out that there are also different degrees of serious injuries. The old woman and he were both damaged in their veins. But the severity of the two is one heaven and one underground.

The old woman was seriously injured by an opponent who was a point stronger than her, and it was a blow with all her strength, without sparing the slightest hand. Therefore, the injuries in her body were dozens of times more serious than his. Not only was her muscles and veins severely injured, but also her internal organs were not spared, and several cracks were cracked on them. What's more, some of her injured muscles and veins have become so serious that they are difficult or even impossible to repair.

With an injury of this level, only a panacea containing more than a dozen thousand-year-old elixirs could be cured. If there is no panacea, she needs to be cured, and it will take at least ten years to be possible. More than ten years later, even if she is cured, her own strength will be greatly damaged, not to mention that if she wants to improve again, it is almost impossible to return to her previous realm. This is also the reason why the old woman sighed with emotion after getting the elixir and asked for a compensation for Fang Yan.

Only she knew how much the panacea of dialects had helped her and how much she had suffered less. Fang Yan didn't know the rarity of this elixir, but she knew it clearly. Even a huge force like Qingyun Peak didn't have this kind of elixir, and his rarity could be imagined.

And although the dialect is also a member of the veins, it has not hurt the root, but it is just a simple injury. An injury of this level can be recovered in a maximum of a year with some good Centennial Elixir and nourished with some good Centennial Elixir. And if he used some thousand-year elixirs with more medicinal properties, his recovery time could be reduced by at least half.

The elixir that the old woman gave him contained a thousand-year-old elixir. This elixir, which had little effect on her injuries, was very beneficial to Fang Yan. That's why he was able to walk again in just a few days.

"Dialects?"

Suddenly, a somewhat familiar voice came into Fang Yan's ears, Fang Yan's figure paused, and he looked up, only to find that he had unconsciously arrived in front of the recuperation room. The man in green clothes who had healed him before was standing not far in front of him, looking at him with a stunned expression.

"Is it really you? You've only been away for a few days, and you've recovered from your injuries? The young man walked up to Fang Yan with a look of disbelief, and put his hand directly on his wrist to check it.

Fang Yan explained: "Senior brother, my injuries have only recovered a little, and it is not a short time before I fully recover. ”

"It seems that you got a lot of good things from Elder Taishang?" Listening to the dialect, the young man couldn't help but tease him. You know, Fang Yan stayed in the sanatorium for a few days, and I didn't see him say a word.

Of course, he naturally didn't know that there was another reason why Fang Yan didn't dare to speak in the first place.

Fang Yan smiled slightly, not wanting to say more on this topic, he took out a cloth bag from his body and handed it over, saying, "Senior brother, here are ninety high-grade yuan stones, which are used to pay for the medicinal materials I consumed before." ”

"High-grade Yuan Stone?" The young man was slightly startled, opened the cloth bag and glanced at it, then looked at him enviously and said, "Fang Yan, this should be given to you by the Supreme Elder." ”

Fang Yan nodded: "Naturally, otherwise, how could I get so many high-grade Yuan Stones." ”

"Tsk, it looks like you've got a lot of good stuff."

Fang Yan ignored the other party's words of envy, and directly said his intention: "Senior brother, I want to know, if we are injured, do we have to recover in the convalescent room?" ”

The man in Tsing Yi shook his head: "There is no rule for this, but most of the injured disciples recovered in the convalescent room. After all, only here are there enough medicinal materials, and it is more convenient for them to take or change medicines. However, if you have a better pill or herb of your own, you can also stay in the spa room. ”

"I see, thank you for telling me." Fang Yan was happy in his heart, but his face did not show the slightest hint. He greeted the young man and turned to leave.

"Do you really have a better elixir?" Seeing that Fang Yan turned around and left, the young man asked curiously.

"Elder Taishang gave me some healing medicine, and the effect is good." The tongue replied without looking back.

"The elixir given by Elder Taishang?" The young man looked at Fang Yan's back enviously and muttered, "I really don't know how many things you exchanged for that pill." When he enters the mountains in the future, I am afraid that someone will attack him again. ”

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After walking to a no-man's land, Fang Yan took out the map of Qingyun Peak from the space ring, and followed the instructions of the map to the new residence where he had not yet been.

It was also a row of dense houses, but these houses were obviously much better than the simple houses they lived in when they first entered Qingyun Peak.

Guided by the guards in front of the house, he entered a room marked with his name.

Without time to look at the monotonous layout of the room, Fang Yan closed the door and sat down directly on a stone bed in the corner. I couldn't wait to take out the golden body formula. I took a closer look.

After memorizing the cultivation method of the first layer, he put the golden body formula into his arms, sat cross-legged directly on the stone bed, and practiced according to the mantra in the book.

"Hmm!"

However, what he didn't expect was that as soon as he ran the mantra, he was involved in the injuries in his body, and a piercing pain instantly filled all the senses of his body. He was so agitated that he almost fell off the stone bed.

It took him a long time before he recovered from the sharp pain, and he breathed a long sigh of relief with a look of fear on his face.

"Can't practice if you're injured?" Fang Yan muttered in confusion, but immediately smiled bitterly. This is originally a practice for cultivating the body, and if you practice without being harmed, you have to endure great pain, and if there is an injury in your body, you will naturally not be able to bear it. What's more, his injuries are not light now.

Fang Yan rubbed his nose helplessly, folded his arms, and lowered his head in thought.

After a full quarter of an hour, he seemed to have decided something, and nodded slightly. As soon as the mind moves, it guides the vitality in the body to repair those damaged muscles and veins.

If he wanted to practice the Golden Body Technique now, he had to recover from the injuries in his body. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to practice at all. As for whether he would be discovered, he was not worried at all that he had recovered from his injuries. In the next six months, he had no intention of going out at all.

Even if he had to go out, he could have beaten himself up again. It's just a matter of suffering a little more.

Under the nourishment of those special vitality, it only took half a moment for the injuries in his body to fully recover.

Fang Yan carefully examined his body, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly. At the moment, he didn't delay any longer, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, and practiced according to the mantra of the first layer of the golden body recipe again.

Soon after he sat down, his skin slowly turned red, and even his face began to turn red. If you look closely, you can see that under these red skins, there are dense blood streaks and thick green tendons. And these blood streaks and green tendons are still beating in very subtle movements. It looked like it was walking on the surface of his body. It's a little weird.

And with the beating of these bloodlines and green tendons, Fang Yan's body also began to tremble slightly, his brows were tightly locked, showing an abnormal expression of pain. Layers of fine beads of sweat continued to emerge from his forehead, back, and palms, and even his clothes were soaked wet. It was as if he was going through a painful ordeal at this time.

As time passed, the frequency of his body trembling became faster and faster, and when it came to the back, it had become a convulsion one after another. Looking at its appearance, it seems that it may not be able to hold on and collapse at any time.

I don't know how long it took. The body of the dialect gradually calmed down. His frowning brow slowly stretched, and he slowly opened his eyes, letting out a long sigh of relief.

Almost at the same time, all anomalies on the surface of his body quickly disappeared, and his body returned to normal in the blink of an eye.