After asking, Zhuo Yifan learned that he had chills all over his body that day, and in order to save him, the uncles and aunts in the village took out the family elixir and boiled it into a pot of tonic soup and drank it for him. Almost exhausted the essence of the village.

Now that the herbs accumulated in the village have bottomed out, if anyone gets sick again, they will have to survive on their own.

No wonder after waking up, the body has been warm.

Zhuo Yifan was secretly moved. No wonder Lin Fan couldn't give up this place.

Although Xuancun is remote and poor. But the kindness and warmth here are really commendable in this world of the jungle.

"Kid, you don't have to think about it. Xuancun is the eternal harbor of Xuancun people. If other people are sick, as long as they are from Xuancun, the village will not care. You've just woken up, you're still very weak, recuperate in peace......"

The old village said this. There was another sound of footsteps outside the door, and it was Chen Fu, who was alarmed by the conversation between the two.

"Xiao Linzi, you finally woke up, but you scared your uncle to death. Chen Fu walked in, with a bow behind him, apparently just returning from hunting. Seeing Zhuo Yifan wake up, the whole person was relieved.

Although there are still some rations in the village, I don't know if I can survive this cold winter, Chen Fu and the others have to take care of hunting in addition to clearing snow, and save more food for Xuan Village.

Thinking of Chen Fu, they will leave tomorrow. The old village chief couldn't help but snort. Staggered to the door of the room, silently smoking a cigarette, trying his best to suppress his feelings.

"It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up! This hunt was very successful, the uncle killed a tiger's den, hunted four ironclad tigers, and later the uncle stewed a pot of tiger bone soup. Give you a big make-up. Chen Fuhaha laughed, and then described the experience of hunting.

Although what they said was a bit exaggerated, the old village chief and Zhuo Yifan both laughed, and they listened to it with taste.

They bury their heavy hearts deep in their hearts and do not reveal them. While speaking, Chen Fu stretched out his hand from time to time, lovingly rubbing the young man's little head.

Zhuo Yifan looked at him, taking in the thick reluctance in the other party's eyes.

He decided to draw this qiē into a memory talisman and give it to Lin Fan when he was reincarnated.

Xixuan Village, such a rare place. It is worth cherishing by everyone. What about a person who lives here as a child?

......

On the grounds of rest. Chen Fu and the old village chief left.

"Good apprentice, watch the master breathe a sigh of relief for you. ”

Zhuo Yifan sat cross-legged on the bed, with a calm face, and the corners of his mouth raised a trace of arc.

He closed his eyes slowly. "Five Emperors and Demon Emperor Dao" mental method. Melt it into your mind.

Just for a moment. Zhuo Yifan's spirit completely calmed down. Relying on the power of the five elements, the aura is extracted little by little from the vast earth, flowers and trees.

It's slow. But it's much better than ordinary breathing, and although the amount of aura is small, you can still feel it.

Soon, the impetuousness and distracting thoughts in the heart quickly dissipate with the concentric method, and reach purity.

The whole process is like a fish in water, and there is no hindrance. Mainly in the past few years, Lin Fan has been studying literature, and the good mood of the reader has played a vital role.

After a round of "Five Emperors and Demon Emperor Dao" came into being, Zhuo Yifan felt refreshed.

With the second run, the qi and blood in the body are permeable, and the spirit becomes clearer and clearer, and it improves little by little.

This repetition lasted for several hours, and it was not until he heard footsteps that Zhuo Yifan slowly finished his work.

At this time, his realm had already recovered to the Great Perfection of the Innate Spirit Realm.

Although it was not at the expected level, it was more than enough to clean up the immortal who could cause an avalanche.

"Xiao Linzi, after a good night's sleep, his complexion is really much better. Let's go, the village entrance is roasting tiger meat, uncle will take you there. Chen Fu pushed open the door, and couldn't help but pull Zhuo Yifan's wrist and walked towards the entrance of the village.

At the entrance of the village, several strong men sharpened their knives, and the cyan chopping knives were repeatedly sharpened on the black rocks, and sparks flew everywhere. The flesh and blood tiger bones of the Iron Armored Tiger are rare qi-invigorating elixirs, and if you want to eat them, you have to break through the outermost hard shell.

This kind of peeling work can naturally only be completed by a few strong men in the village. The old village chief looked at them and sighed again. After today, I am afraid that it will be difficult to eat such delicious tiger meat in the days to come.

This was the last meal that several men ate in Xuancun, and it was also a nameless practice meeting......

"This ironclad tiger is so big, bigger than the mammoth in the mountains. A group of children babbled, sucking their fingers, and a string of saliva ran down the corners of their mouths.

The strong man with the slaughtering knife in his hand laughed: "It's really rare, when we found this group of ironclad tigers, they were still resting in the cave, this bumper harvest is enough for Xuancun to eat for a few days." ”

"This iron armor, carefully peeled off, can make a few swords and daggers. ”

"It's all the credit of Chen Tou'er. ”

Several strong men carefully described this experience, and after removing Chen Fu's exaggeration, it was completely two versions.

The villagers gathered around the campfire, all smiling and laughing.

At this time, with a poof, the man used all his strength to cut off the tiger's head.

Blood poured out.

The villagers had already prepared clay jars to collect blood, an elixir that could be sold on the market for a few taels of gold.

Soon, Zhuo Yifan also came, and accompanied the children in the village around the fire, clapping his hands while watching them peel off their armor.

He quietly exerted his spiritual power and secretly helped.

Suddenly, a few strong men strangely found that the iron armor was much easier to peel. With a slight pull, you can deduct a large piece.

However, after half a pillar of incense, an ironclad tiger was disposed of, and the old village chief nodded with satisfaction, and sent someone to remove those broken armors and several large vasks of precious blood medicine.

"The meat was divided into two portions, one was roasted for the villagers to eat, and the other was pickled, and each family got a little bit. The old village chief stroked his beard and spoke.

With such a big ironclad tiger, the whole village can't eat it at all. What's more, now is a special period, and the old village chief will never tolerate waste.

Several strong men joined forces to set up this hill-like ironclad tiger on the fire, took the roasting fork and turned it continuously.

Half an hour later, the smell of meat began to diffuse, and a strong man brushed oil on the tiger's body, and suddenly made a sound of Zrazla. Soon, the meat becomes golden and buttery, and the aroma is pleasant.

Don't say that children, but these strong men couldn't help it, holding a barbecue fork, inserting a few pieces of meat, and began to bite, their mouths full of oil.

"Children, eat more tiger meat, and you will grow a good body sooner or later. ”

The old village chief said this. The children had a great appetite and gnawed and gnawed.

"Xiao Linzi, your body is just right, eat more. "Chen Fu removed a tiger leg, tore off a large piece of meat and handed it to Zhuo Yifan.

The people of Xuancun gathered around the fire, eating barbecue, drinking fruit wine, smiling, singing and dancing.

This kind of hustle and bustle, enthusiasm, and long-lost warmth deeply infected Zhuo Yifan.

Sometimes, living a mortal life is actually good, there is no war, and there is no blood.

If he could, he would rather give up this body cultivation and live in this Xuan Village forever.

Zhuo Yifan looked at this qiē and took a bite of tiger meat.

Those who spoil this warmth are damned!(To be continued......)