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Just as Zhang Xiaofeng and the others were resting, a vulture's shout suddenly appeared in the sky. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info1^^^5^^^1^^^ Reading***Book***Net Demon Zun and Hua Zun also walked out of the cabin at this moment, and looked at the sky when they heard the sound.

Zhang Xiaofeng and Ling'er were originally sitting on the sampan, and at this moment, they both raised their heads and looked at the sky. In the gray mist, a huge black shadow shot through from far and near, and then circled above the big ship.

Zhang Xiaofeng and the others found that on the back of the huge vulture, there was a person sitting upright at the moment. Under the investigation of divine sense, this person is extremely young, his age looks about the same as Zhang Xiaofeng, his facial features are upright, his face is extremely delicate, and a pair of extremely intelligent eyes are staring at the big ship with some hesitation at the moment. This person was dressed as a scholar, wearing a white hat with a certain appearance on his head, and carrying a large basket behind him.

Inside the basket, a little green light appeared at this time, obviously loaded with some expensive fairy grass and the like.

When Zhang Xiaofeng and the others looked at each other, the other party was obviously looking at everyone on the board. However, after a moment of inquiry, the man suddenly shouted, and the vulture turned around and circled, and then turned around and hurried away.

"Huh, want to run?" exclaimed the Demon Venerable.

Then, without seeing any movement from the Demon Venerable, the Sky Vulture suddenly let out a miserable shout, and then a person and a vulture flew upside down. A moment later, the man fell to the sampan.

"You...... Why are you still here, aren't you bullying me enough last time?" the man sat down on the ground, and then pointed to the Demon Venerable and asked in a panic.

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Xiaofeng became excited. The other party is obviously himself and others, waiting for a long time for the medicine saint. However, this person's appearance is so young, which is beyond Zhang Xiaofeng's expectations. However, Zhang Xiaofeng couldn't see the other party's cultivation at the moment, it was obviously extremely profound.

The Demon Venerable has lived for tens of thousands of years now, and he is obviously an old antique. However, the Medicine Saint debuted earlier than the Demon Venerable, that is to say, the age of the Medicine Saint is only higher than the Demon Venerable, but this appearance is obviously not in line with common sense. Besides, the so-called pharmacist single master or something, which is not the old dragon clock, the appearance of an immortal master, where is like the person in front of him, who seems to be the same age as Zhang Xiaofeng.

"Old poison, why can't my Demon Venerable come? Could it be that this whole backwater swamp is still your home? Besides, the place where my Demon Venerable wants to go, I'm afraid this cultivation realm doesn't exist yet. Demon Venerable looked at the Medicine Saint Dao with disdain.

"Okay, okay, you're coming, you're coming! I warn you, if you smash my things again this time, Lao Tzu will fight with you!" the medicine saint crawled to his feet, lifted the back basket behind him, and walked directly to the cabin regardless of everyone's attention.

Zhang Xiaofeng was even more surprised at the moment, ordinary people, when they saw the Demon Venerable, they didn't dare to let go of a fart. When this person landed, he also looked frightened, but the next moment he became extremely arrogant, which was incomprehensible.

"Medicine Saint, please stay!" Zhang Xiaofeng saw that Medicine Saint was about to enter the cabin, and immediately shouted respectfully.

"Medicine Saint? Haha! Do you think I look like a saint? If I am a saint, Lao Tzu will not be beaten violently, plus I have a lot of pills. The Medicine Saint did not look back and underestimated.

However, anyone with a discerning eye knows that what the Medicine Saint said at this moment is nothing more than targeting the Demon Venerable.

"Old poison, what do you mean?" the Demon Venerable glared at the Medicine Saint and asked coldly.

"What? Seeing that Lao Tzu is not happy, I want to beat Lao Tzu again? Hehe! Now I don't have anything good to smash for you. The Medicine Saint glanced at the Demon Venerable with disdain, but still did not slow down, and walked towards the cabin with the basket.

The Demon Venerable was suddenly suffocated by the words of the Medicine Saint, and at this moment he really wanted to teach him a lesson again, this Medicine Saint who did not know the height of the sky and the earth was extremely arrogant. It's just that he was pulled by Hua Zun at this moment, and the purpose of coming here was to return Zhang Xiaofeng a kindness and ask the medicine saint for medicine to cure Ling'er. Therefore, the Demon Venerable looked at the sky with some annoyance, and no longer paid attention to the Medicine Saint.

I remember that the last time I came, the Medicine Saint looked like he was underbeaten, and the Demon Venerable was extremely arrogant at that time, and he beat the Medicine Saint violently, and there was no way to ask for medicine, so he began to smash the Medicine Saint's medicine storehouse. Originally, the place where the Medicine Saint stayed was not here, but built an inner chamber in a hill, and since it was destroyed by the Demon Venerable, the Medicine Saint also changed places, built a wooden ship, and wandered around.

"Demon Venerable, this medicine holy ......?" Zhang Xiaofeng looked at the Demon Venerable in some surprise and asked.

"Zhang Xiaofeng, you know now, why I beat him up in the first place! I guess you are also as I thought in your heart, now this person is still so arrogant, look at his ridiculous tone, hey!" Demon Zun said helplessly.

Obviously, the Demon Venerable was even more speechless at this moment, in the past, he could also use the Medicine Saint's Pill Depot as a threat, but now there seems to be nothing to threaten the Medicine Saint.

Zhang Xiaofeng saw that there was nothing the Demon Venerable could do at the moment, so he looked at Ling'er and walked to the cabin.

As soon as he came to the cabin, Yao Sheng was sitting on a wooden chair at this moment, holding a cup of herbal tea that had been brewed at some point, and he was leisurely and savoring it.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofeng hurriedly bowed his hand and said, "Senior Zhang Xiaofeng, meet the Medicine Saint!"

"Yo he! Didn't Lao Tzu say it before? We are not saints, if there is nothing to do, go out! Don't disturb my tea drinking time. The medicine saint didn't even look at Zhang Xiaofeng, continued to taste the herbal tea in his hand, and ignored Zhang Xiaofeng and said.

"The predecessors are extraordinary, young and handsome, and their cultivation is even more heavenly, and their medical skills are famous all over the world, and everyone knows it. The younger generation is admiring the wind and has traveled thousands of miles to come, hoping that the seniors can raise their noble hands and save the wives of the younger generations. Zhang Xiaofeng said with a look of praise.

Yao Sheng looked at Zhang Xiaofeng with disdain, to stopping tasting tea, to suddenly opening his slightly tightly knit eyebrows, to looking at Zhang Xiaofeng squarely. Obviously, a series of changes also revealed a change in the mentality of the Medicine Saint.

Obviously, Zhang Xiaofeng's horse-fart is very much the appetite of the medicine saint. However, he still said indifferently to Zhang Xiaofeng: "Don't lift Lao Tzu so high, I'm not a miracle doctor in the world, that is, the class has an axe, just make some medicine and play around! Besides, whether you see a doctor or not, it depends on Lao Tzu's mood, and you may also know that if I want to heal people, the other party will have to pay the price." ”

"Ordinary people don't even dare to touch medicine, but since the predecessors are people who play medicine, they must be blessed with unique talents, extremely attained, and very comparable. What the younger generation does not know is what kind of mood the seniors should have? And what is the so-called price to pay? The younger generation has sought advice. Zhang Xiaofeng bowed his hand again.

Since it was a request for help, Zhang Xiaofeng thought that he should be extremely polite, and the previous praise seemed to be very effective, and naturally he had good words.