Liu Xijun stood sullenly outside the Danfang for a while, and was about to leave, when he suddenly showed surprise on his face, and with a flip of his wrist, there was a small medicine mallet on his palm, and at this moment the medicine mallet was exuding a faint light. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Damn, dare to say that it's not the Medicine King Ding, the Medicine King Hammer has reacted again. Liu Xijun was so excited that he trembled a little, and couldn't help but walk lightly to the front of the Danfang, and reached out to push the door, but when his palm was about to touch the door, he stopped, and his expression was hesitant.

Liu Xijun himself is a person in the medical field, and he knows that the process of refining medicine cannot be disturbed in the slightest, because it is easy to waste the medicine, and it may not be appropriate to push the door rashly like this, what if the guy with no conscience is the opposite on the spot?

"Okay, sooner or later, you will willingly return the Medicine King Ding to me!" Liu Xijun gritted his jade teeth and retracted his hand.

Liu Xijun was turning around and walking away, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and now it can be determined that the Medicine King Ding is in Zhang Qu's hand, plus the previous "Shaking the Piano Needle Method" and "Nine Needles Piercing God", could it be that this guy has obtained the inheritance of the Medicine King?

Liu Xijun's heart was pounding, "Shaking the Piano Needle Method" and "Nine Needles Piercing God" are the secret techniques of the Medicine King Valley, Zhang Quyi actually knew it, plus he had the Medicine King Ding in his hand, then there was only one explanation, this kid found the cave of the Medicine King Taizu and obtained the inheritance of his old man.

"Yes, yes, it must be so!" Liu Xijun became more and more excited the more he thought about it.

Although the Yaowang Valley is called the Yaowang Valley, it was not founded by the Yaowang Sun Simiao himself, but was created by his descendant disciple Liu Shenwei, and it has been more than a thousand years so far, during which it has experienced war, Yaowanggu has been damaged by the war, and many precious materials and documents have been lost, such as the refining methods of the big and small pills.

According to historical records, the medicine king Sun Simiao died in 682 AD at the age of 142. As a disciple of the Medicine King Valley, Liu Xijun knew that this was not the case at all, according to the surviving books in the valley, the Medicine King was still a childlike crane hair when he was 142 years old, and he walked like a fly, but later he disappeared when he went into the mountains to collect medicine, and no one knows where he went.

Although he couldn't find it for a long time, Liu Shenwei firmly believed that the master was still alive, and the most he could do was to find an isolated place to retreat and cultivate, and he had even ascended. Later, Liu Shenwei founded the Medicine King Valley, and did not give up looking for the master until he died, and even left a will, the disciples in the valley must continue to search, even if they can't find anyone, they must find the place where the Medicine King is feathered.

In this way, the disciples of the Medicine King Valley have been looking for it for generations, until Liu Xijun's generation still obeys this will. Of course, the longer the age passes, the weaker the binding force of the will, and at present, the only driving force that supports the disciples of the Medicine King Valley to continue to find it is the relics of the Medicine King and his old man.

Because of this, Liu Xijun sensed the medicine king ding, and immediately sneaked into the courtyard attached to the embassy of the Japanese kingdom desperately, although he did get the medicine king ding, but in the end he was snatched back by Zhang Quyi.

At that time, Liu Xijun was not sure that it was Yao Wang Ding, but despite this, in the tea fighting competition, she still did not hesitate to bet on herself and Zhang Quyi, but as a result, stealing chickens did not become a counter-erosion, and she had to give Zhang Quyi a tea slave for three years.

Of course, if she repented, Zhang Quyi would not force her to be a tea slave, but Liu Fox had other plans, just using this as an excuse to approach Zhang Quyi, and then find a way to "get" Yao Wang Ding back.

At this time, at the cost of "selling himself as a slave", Liu Fox finally began to have a harvest, not only confirming that the Medicine King Ding was in Zhang Quyi's hands, but even found that this guy might have obtained the inheritance of the Medicine King.

The last life of the ancestor Shen Weigong, the thousand-year-old search of the disciples of the Medicine King Valley, and now it has finally come to an end, how can Liu Xijun not be excited.

"Do you want to tell the master now? No, if the master and the elders knew, they would definitely do whatever it took to let Zhang Quyi hand over the inheritance of the Medicine King, with this guy's temper, he would definitely not compromise, maybe it would cause a violent conflict at that time." ”

"Forget it, let's talk about it later, I can't figure it out because I'm mistaken, wait until it's completely clear, anyway, this guy can't escape from the palm of this girl's hand." Liu Xijun made up his mind, Shi Shiran returned to the middle courtyard, and just happened to see Chu Nan, who had taken off his smoky makeup, soaking his feet in the spirit pool, rolling his eyes, and walking over with a smile.

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Inside the Dan room.

Zhang Quyi sweated and lifted the lid of the Medicine King Ding, and the faint fragrance of medicine overflowed instantly, only to see ten golden pills lying quietly in the Ding.

"It's finally a success!" Zhang Quyi breathed a sigh of relief.

Because there has been no alchemy for too long, the technique is rusty, resulting in the first furnace of brain pill refining wasted, and a waste of medicinal materials in vain, those are all precious medicinal materials with no price, which is equivalent to hundreds of millions of oceans hitting a pool.

Fortunately, the second furnace was finally refined, and although the color was not very sufficient, the medicinal effect should be enough.

Zhang Qu put a handful of ten raw brain pills in a porcelain bottle, and rested for an hour before starting to refine the third furnace of pills, after all, alchemy consumes spiritual power, and Zhang Quyi must rest and sit every time he refines a furnace.

It wasn't until nine o'clock the next day that Zhang Quyi finally used up all the materials and refined a total of three furnaces of brain pills, a total of thirty pills, which should be enough for Old Man Jiang's necrotic cranial nerve to recover.

When Zhang Quyi pushed the door and walked out with a tired look, he found that Liu Xijun, Uncle He, and Ziyang Zhenren were all standing outside the door, obviously having been waiting for a long time, and Jiang Ying and Chu Nan were not there, so they should have gone to class.

"Xiao Yi, has the pill been refined?" Ziyang Zhenren asked with a look of antiquation.

Zhang Qu nodded, handed the three bottles of the Brain Pill to Ziyang Zhenren, who took it, opened it and smelled it, then poured out a golden pill and looked at it, and said happily: "Xiao Yi, this is the Brain Pill? I didn't expect your alchemy level to be so high." ”

As the so-called connoisseur will know if there is one as soon as he makes a move, although Ziyang Zhenren does not know the so-called brain pill, but from the appearance and smell of the pill, you can see the level of a person's alchemy, and I am afraid that even the pill will not be able to become a pill without two times.

"Uncle Hua, these brain-generating pills are given to the old man every morning, and then his brain is stimulated with the violin needle method. The old man should be able to regain consciousness within ten days, and he will be able to speak within twenty days, and if there is no accident, he will be able to get out of bed and walk around within a month!"

Uncle He and Ziyang Zhenren looked at each other suspiciously, is it really so amazing?

Liu Xijun secretly thought, if this guy really got the inheritance of the Medicine King Taizu, it would not be surprising that the Brain Pill had this effect.

Zhang Quyi touched his deflated belly and asked, "Do you have anything to eat?"

Liu Xijun smiled and said, "Master, the food has long been hot in the kitchen, I'll bring it to you!"

Zhang is very happy, it seems that it is good to have a caring maid to take care of daily life and diet.

"Oh, by the way, get me a ticket to Xianyang, Shaanxi Province, the sooner the better. Zhang Quyi was not polite, and simply sent Liu Xijun to come, a three-year tea slave, no need for nothing.

"The master is going to Xianyang?" asked Liu Xijun in surprise.

Zhang nodded for a while: "I have some personal matters to do!"

Liu Xijun sighed and didn't ask more, very conscious of being a slave.