The whistling dog walked away with an eyebrow raised.

The god of medicine still felt ashamed, although he let go of the roaring dog, but Ye Xianyou also said that he would negotiate with Erlang God himself in the future.

Therefore, the god of medicine actually did not return the favor.

"Ye Xianyou...... Why don't I help you heal your illness?"

After thinking about it, the medical god still didn't want to owe others, so he proposed.

"Treat me, don't need it......" Ye Nanfeng refused, nothing to cure if he was not sick.

"However, what I took out was a means of curing the sick and saving people. The god of medicine was very embarrassed, "Otherwise, if the fairy friend is sick in the future, come to me, just make the hot pot recipe, and I can treat you for free for life." ”

"Didn't you curse me...... Why don't you teach me some healing methods?" Ye Nanfeng proposed.

"Hey, with the ability of immortal friends, you don't need to learn any medical skills. "The god of medicine is very incomprehensible.

Ye Nanfeng said nonsense again: "Actually, I have recently experienced in the mortal realm, so I want to learn middle and low-level medical skills, so as to help the world save people and purify all sentient beings." ”

The god of medicine was greatly touched: "Immortal friends are so concerned about all beings in the mortal world, and they are of noble character. In this case, I will give the "Book of Heaven and Earth Medicine" to the immortal friends, this is what I wrote, if the immortal friends can reach the mortal world, they can use the "Heaven and Earth Medical Book" to cure diseases and save people, which is also a merit. ”

After saying that, the god of medicine took out a thick book from his body.

"I'm sorry about that. Ye Nanfeng laughed and said, "You put down the medical book first." ”

The god of medicine was thinking about how to give things to others, but found that a thick book was missing.

"Could it be that Ye Xianyou's magical powers are vast and can cross objects in the air?!" the medical god was dumbfounded.

"God of Medicine, you keep eating hot pot, I still have something to do, say goodbye!"

Ye Nanfeng dropped these words, and immediately began to absorb the content of the "Heaven and Earth Medical Book" wholeheartedly.

As soon as the thick book was transmitted, he noticed that an incomparably large amount of information had forced into his mind.

The content of "The Book of Heaven and Earth Medicine" is more complex and huge than Mo Lihai's musical perception.

In the book, it includes various medical skills and insights that the medical god is proficient in.

Of course, if you want to cure the gods, it is not enough to rely on the "Book of Heaven and Earth Medicine" alone, you must personally take action from the god of medicine.

Even so, the "Book of Heaven and Earth Medicine" can be called a medical treasure in the mortal world, and for Ye Nanfeng, it is already equivalent to a treasure.

Ye Nanfeng found a place to sit down, endured the swelling pain in his head, and it took more than two hours for him to completely absorb the "Book of Heaven and Earth Medicine".

By this time, the night was already dark.

When he came back to his senses, Ye Nanfeng remembered that he was going to worship Ye Qingrou.

A few miles away from Liuyun Academy, there is a deserted area, where some college teachers are also buried.

Ye Qing's tombstone stands in it sadly.

Ye Nanfeng came here, but found a strange middle-aged man in front of the tombstone, looking at the tombstone.

Ye Nanfeng was puzzled, Ye Qingrou had no relatives and no reason except for him, who was this man?

The man also spotted Ye Nanfeng, but he turned around first, frowning, "Who is it?"

"I haven't asked you yet, this is the grave of my loved ones. Ye Nanfeng gave him a blank look.

"Ye Qingrou's relatives?" the man suddenly said, "You are that waste teacher?"

"Looks like I'm pretty famous. Ye Nanfeng shrugged his shoulders.

Then, the man's face changed: "You still have the face to say, how did Ye Qingrou raise a son like you!"

"Who are you, it's your turn to take care of me?" Ye Nanfeng was a little angry.

The predecessor is indeed some waste, but it can't allow anyone to scold a few words.

"Boy, you still don't know how to repent! Today, I will teach you a lesson for your parents. The man scolded angrily, and immediately smashed a fist towards Ye Nanfeng.

Ye Nanfeng also didn't dodge, and blasted out with a backhand.

The man thought to himself, this kid is really a fool. It's just three layers of quenching, but you dare to fight hard with me?

The next moment, the fists collided!

Bang!

The man's figure fell backwards again and again, and half of his feet were sunk deep in the dirt.

"What?"

The man was shocked.

He has an old relationship with Ye Qingrou and Luo Feixiong, and when he came to Yiding City this time, he also found out Ye Nanfeng's information.

Waste, garbage, incompetence, these are all words associated with Ye Nanfeng.

However, this waste in other people's mouths can actually repel him?

The man did not believe in evil and attacked again.

Ye Nanfeng sneered, his fists were as fast as lightning, and the powerful strength was condensed in his hands, and he kicked the man's chest continuously.

This guy is about the level of six or seven layers of quenching, while Ye Nanfeng is already nine layers of quenching, which is almost a crushing advantage.

In the blink of an eye, the man was beaten and retreated, and his face was swollen.

"Y-stop!"

The man found that he was not Ye Nanfeng's opponent, and finally became anxious, "Do you know who you are fighting?"

"I don't care who you are!" Ye Nanfeng said angrily.

"Stop! I, I'm your parents' friend. Finally, the man couldn't bear it anymore and begged for mercy.

"Huh?" Ye Nanfeng stopped at this time.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, patted the dust on his body, and looked bitter: "Zhente Niang's bad luck, aren't you quenched three layers?

"Tell me, who are you?" Ye Nanfeng urged.

The man then explained:

"My name is Song Yuan, and I am your father's brother back then. Twenty years ago, I worked as a medic in the barracks. Later, he died, and Ye Qingrou was pregnant with your child. It's just that Ye Qingrou was kicked out by the Luo family, so she broke off her relationship with the Luo family. ”

"I also learned about this later. Ye Qingrou didn't want to have anything to do with the Luo family, so I never told outsiders. ”

"I recently learned that Ye Qingrou has passed away, so I came to pay my respects to her. By the way, find out that her son is you, the notorious teacher. I didn't expect you to be a waste at all, you hid it deep enough. ”

After hearing this, Ye Nanfeng believed seven or eight points.

No one will be bored to visit Ye Qingrou, Song Yuan was worshipping in front of the grave just now, and his expression did not look like he was pretending.

"Damn, who said that Ye Qingrou's son is a waste, who am I anxious about. Ouch, it hurts me. Song Yuan scolded and scolded, but there was a little relief on his face.

Finally, the children of Ye Qingrou and Luo Feixiong are still considered successful.

At the age of twenty, he reached the ninth layer of quenching, which is considered to be superior.

"But!" Song Yuan changed his words and glared at Ye Nanfeng, "According to the seniority, you should call me Uncle Song." But you beat up the elders, isn't it too much?"

Ye Nanfeng smiled and said, "You deserve to do it first." ”

"Haha, good boy, you have the demeanor of your father. Song Yuan was not angry but happy.

When he was laughing, his face suddenly turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of old blood.