Wu Yan followed his master and returned to the Valley of Thousand Medicines in Xiaogu Mountain, and lived a boring life of closed cultivation again. When he came back this time, his cultivation became even crazier.

This experience completely changed his thinking. Jianghu people, the heart is like iron. He really felt that feeling. Whether it's the pharmacist or the leopard in the Broken Knife Hall, it's all the same. He felt a little strange to himself now, too. He felt that he had changed, that he had become cruel and cruel. He felt that he was also selfish and afraid of death, so when he killed those people in the Broken Sword Hall, he did not hesitate at all. When he saw Hubao kill those innocent men and women in Chinese clothes from the family planning medicine shop, he had no intention of stopping it.

Jianghu people, for their own lives and interests, can treat the lives of others as mustard. Those legends, the heroes who are chivalrous and righteous, may just be the good wishes of the weak. Anyway, Wu Yan felt that this trip to the rivers and lakes had completely changed his thinking.

There is no strong stunt body, no strong strength to rely on, walking the rivers and lakes, life is like child's play. Wu Yan doesn't want to let himself die in the hands of others on the road of rivers and lakes in the future, so he wants to become stronger, which is his only goal and motivation now.

He would spend a lot of time every day cultivating the nameless mantra of the second layer. In addition to these, the rest of his time was spent practicing the Fengyun Nine Swords and Fengyun Steps.

This time, in the process of killing those disciples of the Broken Sword Hall, he finally realized the power of this set of exercises created by the ancestor of the Iron Sword Alliance.

It's just that what makes him helpless is that when he was cultivating the Fengyun Nine Swords and Fengyun Steps, he made rapid progress, but when he was cultivating the nameless mantra, the slow cultivation speed made him crazy. Even though he had to take two pills of the Condensing Pill every day, his entry was still slow, almost as if he didn't move much.

He told the pharmacist about this situation. Pharmacist Feng didn't say anything to blame, he just told him to cultivate well every day, and he would solve other things.

Looking at the old pharmacist Feng, who would personally supervise the two servants dressed as farmers every day to take care of the three acres of medicine garden, Wu Yan felt even more guilty in his heart, he knew that most of these medicines were prepared for him, but he had lived up to his master's expectations a little, so he cultivated even more frantically and desperately.

Ten days after returning to the mountain, Pharmacist Feng went out of the valley again, and when he came back, his face was not very good. With a gloomy face, he paced heavily in the center of the study.

Early the next morning, the pharmacist opened Wu Yan's door. Outside the door, Pharmacist Feng was holding a big bag in his hand, standing there indifferently, and behind him, there were four strong men carrying a large copper tripod more than one person high.

Pharmacist Feng commanded the four strong men and carried Da Ding into Wu Yan's stone house. After the four strong men put the Dading away, they took the money from the pharmacist and left with a look of doubt and joy on their faces.

The four of them were blacksmiths in Gushan Town, and they were a little strange and couldn't understand why this old man wanted to buy such a big ding and put it in the house. They didn't dare ask, though. This is the territory of the Iron Sword Alliance, and the Iron Sword Alliance is a famous big gang on the rivers and lakes. Unless they want to die, they will inquire about such taboo things.

Dading was placed in the middle of Wu Yan's room. The shape of the big tripod is very strange, the top looks like a large bath pond where you can take a bath, and there is a fire pit with a door below.

"It doesn't seem that this Condensing Essence Pill will be of much help to your cultivation. In the future, you will cultivate in the medicinal liquid prepared by the old man himself. Elder Feng climbed onto the big ding, opened the bag in his hand, and poured out a pile of dried herbs. Wu Yan watched from the side and found that many of the medicinal herbs in it were recognized. Looking at the color and appearance of those herbs, it is clear that they are all herbs that are more than ten years old.

"Go to the Tibetan Sword Pond outside to fetch a few buckets of water, and fill this tripod with seven points. Pharmacist Feng said to Wu Yan.

Wu Yan took the big wooden bucket as he said and began to carry water. Ten buckets of water were picked one after another, and the big tripod was already seven points full. The pharmacist also filled the fire pit under the Great Ding with dry wood and lit it.

The raging flames burned fiercely in the fire pit, and thick smoke billowed out of the smoke vent above the big ding. In a few moments, the entire stone house was filled with smoke, and the two of them couldn't open their eyes.

Regarding this situation, the pharmacist seemed to have thought of it a long time ago. He took a jet-black short sword from the study and climbed onto Wu Yan's stone house. Wu Yan stood in the house, enduring the smoke of the smoke, fiddling with the wood in the firepit, and after a while, the wood burned more fully, and the smoke produced was much less.

At this time, there was a clicking sound on the roof of the stone house. Wu Yan looked up in surprise and found a trace of jet-black light, emerging from the stone wall of the roof.

The jet-black light struck a circle along the solid granite above, and a whole piece of granite the size of a human head fell from the roof and smashed to the ground.

The granite stone that fell, the cut marks on all sides were as smooth as a mirror. Wu Yan was secretly surprised. To be able to cut these granites so smoothly, and it looks as easy as cutting tofu blocks, what kind of weapon is he using, and it can be so sharp?

Could it be that this is the legendary divine weapon that can sharpen iron like clay? Wu Yan raised his head and looked at the round hole with the size of a human head, and in the round hole was the expressionless face of the medicine sealer, a pale and mad man.

In his hand, he was holding a jet-black short sword more than a foot long. Wu Yan remembered the glimmer of black light that had just emerged from the granite stone.

It seems that the pharmacist sealed this hole in the stone roof with this black short sword just now.

A thick bamboo with a bowl mouth stretched out from the stone cave above, just against the smoke exhaust port on the big ding. The smoke in the house gradually cleared. The smoke newly produced from the big ding was discharged along the bamboo that opened up the joints.

The Pharmacist soon reappeared in the stone house. The jet-black dagger was inserted into a black sharkskin sheath by him.

The pharmacist stood aside, testing the temperature of the water inside with his hands from time to time, observing the changes in the herbs in the ding and the changes in the color of the medicinal liquid. An hour later, the water in the entire Dading bubbled and boiled with a large number of bubbles, and the thick medicinal fragrance filled the entire stone house. The pharmacist sealed the fire and waited for another half an hour, the water temperature cooled down, and the medicinal power of the medicinal liquid just reached its peak. He said to Wu Yan, "Okay, take off your clothes and go to cultivate." ”

Wu Yan took off his clothes as he said, jumped into the liquid medicine, and sat down cross-legged. Because the whole tripod was very large, the medicinal liquid just flooded his lower lip, which did not prevent him from sitting cross-legged and cultivating.

Wu Yan felt the thick medicinal power seeping into his body through his skin, he was overjoyed, and quickly closed his eyes and cultivated according to the cultivation method of the second layer.

Pharmacist Feng looked at it for a moment, walked out, gently closed the stone door, and stood outside the house, looking at the sky in a daze. A moment later, with a resolute expression on his face, he walked into his study.