On the mountain behind Yanshan, the three people who were laughing and playing finally stopped, although several of them were strong, but after all, the snow was falling all over the sky, and the clothes on their bodies would inevitably get wet after a long time.

"Don't make a fuss, get down to business. ”

Qu Bingtong's little face was flushed, and there was shyness in her eyes, she was about to be a twenty-year-old girl, so she didn't laugh to death when she saw it.

"Oh!"

Qi Ning pursed her lips, and said to Chen Ziang with displeasure: "My father asked you to make some more bruise medicine, and the ones in his store are running out." ”

A few years ago, Master Hu of the Yanshan faction suddenly disappeared, and Qi Liang volunteered to return to the Yanshan faction as a pharmacist, but a year later, he hooked up with a widow who sold medicinal herbs, and even went down the mountain to become a family and opened a pharmacy.

However, during this period, Chen Ziang, who was 'extremely poor' in martial arts, showed amazing medical talent, and his medical skills not only surpassed Qi Liang in just one year, but also rose up to catch up with Hu Hongjing.

Therefore, he succeeded Qi Liang and got the position of pharmacist of the Yanshan faction, becoming the youngest pharmacist since the establishment of the Yanshan faction.

"I see, I still have a lot of stock here, and I'll send it over when the snow stops. ”

Chen Ziang gently patted the snow that fell on his body, and asked Qi Ning, "Sister Ning'er, don't you go down the mountain to see Uncle Qi together?"

"I'm not going!"

Qi Ning twisted his head, his face stubborn.

Chen Ziang and Qu Bingtong glanced at each other, and they both shook their heads helplessly.

Since Qi Liang married her stepmother, Qi Ning has always been like this, and she hasn't seen the relationship between the two ease for a few years.

Seeing off the two, Chen Ziang slowly walked into his room.

The house is very clean, a table, a stool, a bed and a cabinet.

There is a medicine box on the table, Chen Ziang's medicine box is different from others, his medicine box is in the shape of a long strip, and the medicine box is neatly stacked with half-finished medicines and bottles of finished products.

There is a copper nail nailed to one side of the cabinet, and a long sword hangs on it, and on the scabbard is carved a flying swallow that is like a living bird, which is a symbol that everyone in the Yanshan sect has.

With a slight wave of one hand, the cabinet door slowly opened, the long sword shook with it, and several packages exuding medicinal fragrance were revealed.

After putting the package away, he sat down steadily, and looked at the snow outside the house.

Silently feeling the bronze stone door in his mind, it was already shining brightly, and seeing that it would open again in a short time, his heart was inevitably a little nervous.

In a few years, the Tiangang Tyrant who learned from the Zhou family cultivated to the peak of the sixth layer!

It is no longer difficult to hurt oneself in the slightest amount of true qi released during the Qi training period, and who will he be afraid of in hand-to-hand combat?

Moreover, unlike other people who practice horizontal kung fu, they regard refining the body to break into the innate as the only way, and the true qi is only a means of refining the body. His Great Sumeru True Qi has also penetrated the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and is rushing towards the second vein of Ren Du.

He had changed his form and fought with people not long ago, and no one in the vicinity of Taikang City was his opponent, so he won the title of a mysterious swordsman.

If I use a knife, I guess even if I am not careful, I will be planted in my hands. ’

He was able to make such progress in a short period of time, naturally thanks to a certain perpetual motion machine-like demon fetus in his body, especially his physical body, his Tiangang overlord body was obviously much stronger than the sixth layer recorded by the Zhou family!

As his mind turned, Chen Ziang stretched forward with one hand, and pieces of snow outside the house slowly flew above his palm.

The snowflakes grow more and more, slowly spinning around a center, and finally turn into a swirling snowball the size of a skull.

A hint of chill came out of it, and the snowball gradually became crystal clear, turning into a spinning ice ball.

"Hoo ......"

Open your mouth and blow lightly on the ice hockey, like a spring breeze, and the gentle breath rushes into the cold sphere.

"Click......"

Dao cracks appeared on the ice hockey, and with the smile in Chen Ziang's eyes, they gradually cracked.

The warm breath came out of his hand, and the summer style gradually overshadowed the spring breeze, and the shattered puck began to melt, and finally disappeared in the harsh autumn wind.

The Four Seasons Killing Method is not only the exchange of seasons, but also represents the cycle of life and death of all things.

Looking at the empty palm, Chen Ziang fell into a fixed situation.

The snow had not stopped, and the man in the cloak had already descended the mountain.

There were no cars and horses at the foot of the mountain, so he could only walk on his feet, but fortunately, he was already familiar with the route, and a series of footprints spread in the direction of Taikang City.

Although there was a sudden heavy snow yesterday and it has not stopped today, there are still people coming and going in Taikang City, and it is very lively.

On one of the small streets in the city, there are medicinal herb shops from beginning to end.

One of the small facades is Qiliang's Jiren Hall.

Entering the door, the smell of medicinal herbs came to his nose, Chen Ziang took off the coat on his body, stomped his feet lightly, and eased his body.

"Hengping, why are you here now?"

A woman in front of the medicine cabinet looked up with surprise in her eyes.

The woman was about forty years old, with an ordinary appearance and figure, dressed in gray cotton clothes, and hurriedly opened the door to greet Chen Ziang after seeing her.

"Auntie, I don't think it's big, I'm idle anyway, I just happened to have the medicinal materials that Uncle Qi wanted, so I sent them over. ”

Chen Ziang smiled and handed over the package in his hand.

"Sit down, I'll bring you a bowl of ginger soup to warm up, don't freeze." ”

The woman looked disgusted, and went to get boiling water as she took the package.

"Thank you, Auntie, isn't Uncle Qi here today?"

Seeing that no one came to seek medical advice, Chen Ziang sat down unceremoniously.

"The Zhong family's medicinal herb shop in the city is going to be transferred, and their family has collected a lot of precious medicinal materials to be sold separately, so Lao Qi went to take a look. ”

The woman smiled softly and placed a few slices of ginger in a clay jar on the stove.

"Oh! I said how the streets are so clean today. ”

Chen Ziang nodded, thanked the woman after drinking the ginger water, and said goodbye to the mountain to buy some things.

Walking on the street, creaking under his feet, Chen Ziang flipped the money bag he had just arrived, turned around and entered an ingredient shop.

Half an hour later, three figures appeared outside the door of the shop.

"Dog, go in and take a look, why haven't you come out for so long?"

A man in a felt hat winked at a man behind him.

"Okay, big brother. ”

A simple voice sounded, and a majestic figure pushed the door into the shop.

"Oh no! Big brother. That little bunny is gone!"

In a moment, the figure rushed out.

"How is that possible?"

The man's eyes widened, and he said angrily: "There is only this one door here, where can he get out, let me in and find it!"

The three of them rushed into the shop, and a chaotic sound followed.

Outside the city, Chen Ziang carried a big wooden box on his back and walked in the direction of Yanshan, he could feel that someone was following him when he went down the mountain recently, but he didn't want to cause trouble, and he was not interested in the contradiction between the Demon League and the Yanshan faction, so he left quietly.

"Drive!"

Getting closer and closer to Deyan Mountain, there was a sudden sound of whipping behind him, the whip sound was crisp and powerful, and the rhythm was pleasant, Chen Ziang's heart moved, stopped, and looked curiously in the direction where the sound came from.

An ordinary carriage, a spirited old man sat on the carriage, brandishing a whip and driving the two big horses straight forward.

"Appeal ......"

Before approaching, the old man pulled the reins, and the horse stood upright and stopped beside Chen Ziang.

"Little brother, may I ask if Yanshan is in this direction?"

The old man's head was white, but his eyes were bright, his posture was strong, and his voice was also loud and powerful.

"Who are you, what are you going to Yanshan for?"

Chen Ziang glanced at the other party lightly, and then put his eyes on the carriage.

The window of the car was gently lifted, revealing a slightly familiar face of the Sifang country.

"I am Qu Xiaoyang, and Qu Wenzhong is my father. ”

Seeing Chen Zi looking at him, the man slowly spoke, his tone was soft, and his face was smiling.

Qu Bingtong's immortal genius brother, Qu Xiaoyang, who was sent to the Taixuan Sect to practice more than ten years ago?

Chen Ziang was stunned.