Kissing the Mad Demon and Cultivating Immortals

After Wen Fan passed out, he was in a state of ignorance. After an unknown period of time, his consciousness gradually became clear, and he felt that the surroundings were foggy, monotonous white, and he couldn't see his head. He didn't know where he was.

When Wen Fan was looking around to find a way out, a deep voice echoed in his ears, and he heard obscure sentences, as if Hong Zhong Da Lu was invigorating the heart and lungs.

"The Tao springs from nothingness,

Yin and Yang are produced from one Qi;

Yin and Yang recombine into three bodies,

The triple rebirth of all things.

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"Born and killed by nature is the principle of Dao. Heaven and earth are the robbers of all things. All things are the robbers of people. People are the robbers of all things."

"Qi is the root of heaven and earth. Man steals the Qi of heaven and earth to live, and heaven and earth steals the Qi of man to perish. When Qi gathers, it grows; when it is strong, it becomes healthy; when it is weak, it becomes weak; when it dissipates, it leads to death.

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This is a world of great strife, and what is contended for is qi.

Cultivators compete with heaven and earth, step on the road of longevity, and walk against the sky.

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Wen Fan was pulled into a strange state by the voice, he half understood those words, felt that he saw something clearly, and was even more confused, after a long time when the voice stopped, he was still in a daze.

"Weak, weak, weak, too weak!" Wen Fan was stunned, and suddenly a voice dragged him out of the confused and chaotic situation. Hoarse, hoarse like a quacking duck.

"Who?" Wen Fan asked, looking around, a silhouette gradually became clear in the mist.

It was a young man floating in mid-air, short in stature and thin in stature, his hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin, and a few strands of hair fell from his forehead. He was wearing coarse linen clothes with a cloth belt around his waist and leggings wrapped around him. The clothes are the same as Wen Fan's uniforms.

The young man has withered hair, yellow and thin face, sunken cheeks, big eyes with deep-set eye sockets, and looks like a skeleton from a distance. Those black agate eyes are rolling around, showing that he is a big living person.

Wen Fan turned pale with shock, this, isn't this himself?

The voice just now seems to be the voice of my current voice change period...

"I didn't expect that the carefully selected inheritors would be so weak. It's really ironic!" The boy who looked exactly like Wen Fan looked down at Wen Fan with his arms folded.

"Who are you!" Wen Fan asked warily.

"I don't know anyone, you are too stupid!" The boy said with a curled lip.

"How do I know who you are, why do you look like me? Where is this place?" Wen Fan looked at the young man with a strange feeling. He was clearly himself in the mirror, but it was very strange.

"As stupid as you are, I definitely don't know. Let me tell you, this chaotic, narrow and closed place is your sea of ​​consciousness! I am you, to be precise, your inherited memory! The voice you heard just now It was I who listened to you to enlighten you, I never thought that you would be so unbearable, you fell into it and almost lost your mind!" The young man looked at Wen Fan and shook his head. The young man said in a mature way.

"How can I get out?" Wen Fan has come to his senses now, and asked calmly after hearing what the young man said. If he would have been excited many years ago, he thought it was his cheating, but now he was too disappointed and the reality was too cruel. He had given up all hope, and only hoped to get out sooner to see how Wangwang was doing.

"Don't worry. After listening to me, there will be unexpected surprises. First of all, I want to congratulate you. You have a unique physique that can only appear once in tens of thousands of years. The Nine-Reincarnation Immortal Physique of Primordial Origin! This physique was originally Belonging to the human race in the early days, because it was too against the sky, the human race in the early days was divided up by various races and became extinct, and this physique never reappeared, but it will randomly appear once every tens of thousands of years... Only one person will have it..." The boy floated up to Wen Fan and said.

"You said my physique is so powerful, why am I still so mediocre?" Wen Fan asked with a physique that seemed to be cheating after hearing the boy say a bunch of names.

"This physique is lurking in your body and has always existed. It needs an opportunity to awaken... Now that you have successfully awakened me, it means that your physique has been successfully awakened." The boy said.

"I didn't do anything, how did I wake up?" Asked in surprise, guessed, was it inspired by the beauty's "forced kiss"?

"The physique of the human race in the early days was born with it, and it has changed a lot after being passed down for several epochs. There are many reasons for it to be opened. It may be due to a large amount of energy input, or it may be a natural awakening at the end of time. This is also due to people. It's different..." said the boy.

"...What effect does this physique have? Can it improve my cultivation talent?" Wen Fan asked again.

"This, you can't..." The boy paused and said.

"This is the immortal body of nine turns of reincarnation, does it mean that I can live forever?" Wen Fan remembered the saying of the immortal body...

"This, no!" The boy replied.

"Could it be that this physique can provide me with advanced exercises, and you are my assistant?" Wen Fan asked without giving up for a second.

"No, I'm just the inheritance memory left by the human race in the early days and the whole family to avoid the way of heaven. What I said was reserved by the human race in the early days. You also have your own ideas. For example, you think you are stupid and weak... ...Okay, I won't say much else, after introducing you, I will pass on the memory to you, and I will automatically disappear from here." The boy curled his lips and said.

"...Do you have anything else to say? Can you tell me how to get out?" Wen Fan felt that his physique was poor after hearing this, and at the same time suspected that he was daydreaming again, otherwise, this inheritance memory would be too intelligent Well, it's all fine...

"I haven't finished yet, don't worry, in your sea of ​​consciousness, time passes very slowly. My time is limited, so listen to me first..." the boy said.

"You said..." Wen Fan couldn't get out by himself, so he had to listen to him.

"There is one difference between people with this physique and other people, that is, in terms of body structure, there is a small sac above your upper jaw, and a special gas will be generated in the sac... As long as you are alive, it will This gas will be continuously generated..." said the boy.

"What is the function of this gas?" Wen Fan asked.

"Just now you also heard that in this world you live in, you can cultivate because of the existence of various spiritual qi. And the qi generated in your body is a kind of the source of qi, and it is the king of qi. The aura of spiritual energy is in awe and fear, and instinctively tends to it and surrenders to it! When it is input into the spiritual material, it can increase the spiritual power of the spiritual material, input it into the spiritual plant, it can accelerate its growth, and input it into the spiritual beast It can eliminate impurities in its body and improve its blood quality... The specific usage will be in the memory inheritance later, so I won't go into details..." said the boy.

"Since this gas is so powerful, why can't it improve my cultivation talent?" Wen Fan felt like it was a dream.

"Can a poisonous snake poison itself to death?" The boy asked with a smile.

"...How should I use this gas? You said that you want to import it into the material, how do you import it? Take a breath?" Hearing that the boy was so smooth, Wen Fan understood that he couldn't use it by himself, and asked after a few seconds of silence.

"There are various input methods, each of which has a different effect. There are internal and external administration, and the specific effect depends on the material. How to let the gas in the sac be discharged, you need to learn some breathing methods. Before you can master it Breathing, distinguishing the breath, and restraining the breath, as you say, blowing a breath, the breath will immediately dissipate in the air without a trace, and cannot be absorbed by the target substance."

"So you have to make sure it doesn't spill when it comes out...the specific method, there will be special cheats to guide you..."

"Generally, no one will notice this kind of Qi after you exhale it. However, it will attract a large amount of spiritual energy before it completely dissipates, causing fluctuations in the spiritual energy. In the air, this will cause unnecessary trouble for you..."

"Okay, I don't have much time, do you have any questions to ask?" the boy said seriously.

"... Can this qi heal? Can it heal an ordinary animal without aura? Will it hurt it?" Wen Fan asked after thinking for a while as he saw that the boy seemed to have become a little more transparent.

"The structure of animals is different from that of humans. If a small part of the blood enters from the wound, it can increase its vitality. If you want to completely heal the wound, you still need the corresponding medicine..." said the boy.

Wen Fan asked the boy a few more questions, and the boy became more and more transparent, almost melting into the surrounding mist.

"Okay, my time is almost running out, I have something important to tell you, you have this kind of physique and you are a part of the Human Race of Absolute Beginning, if you have the ability, please do three things for the Human Race of Absolute Beginning, These three things are in the inheritance memory, and they will be unsealed one by one when you officially step on the road of cultivating immortals, and there will be corresponding rewards for each one completed..."

"Your mental strength is too weak to bear too many inherited memories. I will divide the inherited memories into nine parts. When your strength improves one step, I will unseal one... Now I will start to unseal the first inherited memory. Pass it on to you, relax, don't resist, it's already a part of you..." The boy turned into a white glowing sphere as he spoke, divided into nine parts, one of which flew towards Wen Fan.

Wen Fan heard the young man's words before he had time to think carefully, he felt his head bang, and received all kinds of information...

☆, the second kiss

In the sky above Zhenmozong, in the billowing dark clouds, a five- to sixty-meter-long spirit beast with horns on its head, wings on its back, and gray scales all over its body exudes a prehistoric aura. means.

Sitting cross-legged between the two horns on the head of this spirit beast is a man in his 30s or [-]s, wearing a jade crown and wearing a silver-white wide-sleeved robe, with a handsome appearance and a jade-like face. color.

After a while, the man opened his eyes, the dark pupils were bright and introverted.

"Ao Zu, did you find that fellow?" The man said, his voice colliding like gold and stone.

"For some reason, his aura suddenly disappeared. Can the master find him?" As the man's voice fell, a thin old man with long horns on his head and long gray beard appeared in front of him out of nowhere, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice.

"No, it disappeared completely. I don't know what method he used to disappear without a trace! He shouldn't be able to run far after being severely injured by us?!" The man pondered.

The skinny old man wanted to say something, but suddenly, the entire mountain range where the Zhenmo Sect was located shook, and there was a faint roar like a wild animal. One piece, one mess.

"No, that demon is going to break through the demon-suppressing formation, Ao Zu, let's go back!" The man who was still indifferent just now frowned, and the voice fell, the thin old man had disappeared, and the huge spirit under the man The beast soars away.

In a large hall at the top of Tianji Peak, the main peak of Demon Suppressing Sect, dozens of purple-clothed old men sat cross-legged and poured mana to a man in front.

The man poured mana into a high platform in front of him, as if he had exhausted all his strength, his face was pale, and his forehead was slightly sweaty.

After a while, the vibration of Zhenmozong gradually stopped, and the man and the others also stopped the mana transmission.

"Old Ancestor, how is the situation?" An old man behind the man asked after taking a pill to replenish his mana.

"Suppressed for the time being." The man frowned and said, as if he was still thinking about something.

"Old Ancestor, it has been thousands of years since our ancestors were able to set up this demon-suppressing formation. Now the magic-suppressing formation is not as good as every year. The magic circle is damaged everywhere, with many gaps, and the demonic energy is exposed. The head can condense the split#body break through the magic circle, I don’t know if there will be another#body come out again in the future, this formation is imminent to repair, but the high-grade spirit stones in the door have been used up, the disciples are incompetent, please give me some pointers!" Just now the old man knelt down and bowed to the young man after finishing speaking, and the crowd behind him also bowed down.

"You are poor, and there are no outstanding descendants. The sect is worried!" The man shook his head and said.

He is Shi Xu, the ancestor of the Zhenmo Sect. He has lived for more than 500 years, but his face still looks like a young man. It is because he was so beautiful at the beginning. He has established a foundation and formed a pill at a young age, and his appearance has been maintained. Now he is the only Yuan in the sect. The existence of the ancestor in the infant stage, and the kneeling in front of him are all very old people, that is to say, it is only at a very old age that the breakthrough will be made, and it will be even more difficult to make progress in the future. He had to worry.

"The disciple is incompetent!" The old man bowed again, and the people around him echoed.

"That's all, get up! The avatar sent by the devil this time seems to have fallen, and the devil was so angry that he tried to break through the formation. Although the avatar is only at the alchemy stage, he will be trained and sent out of the Demon Suppressing University The formation, thinking about it, also consumed a lot of magic power of the demon, and when the clone fell, the demon must suffer backlash, already paid a huge price, struggled in the formation, and was attacked by the formation, he will not make any changes for the time being , we have some time to rest." Shi Xu got up and said, and everyone's expressions relaxed.

"You can't be slack in the matter of the devil. I will send a message to Master Zhao, the grand master of the formation, and ask him to come and repair the formation. As for the spirit stones, you can go to another sect to exchange for a few unused magic tools of the sect. The Lingshi veins under the sect will also need to be mined by additional manpower, in case of emergencies in the future.”

"You can choose outstanding juniors in the sect, and I will give some pointers to prepare for the immortal meeting in three years' time!"

Shi Xu pondered for a while and ordered everyone.

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On the other side, when the Zhenmozong shook, Wen Fan was accepting the inheritance memory, and his body fainted on the ground. All the Yinfeng worms in the previous place disappeared. With the vibration of the Zhenmozong, this place cracked, and Chu Xiu Brother Naqu happened to be in the middle of the crack and slipped down without a trace.

Around Wen Fan, the man in red from before was nowhere to be seen. On Wen Fan's body lay a child about three or four years old, completely naked, fat and white, with a small blood-red jade bracelet on his wrist. The legs are short and thick, like lotus root joints.

The little boy closed his eyes and seemed to be sleeping. His face was round and tender, just like a doll in a New Year painting.

The little boy opened his eyes after the earthquake for a while, woke up, heard the earthquake and the continuous low roar, grabbed Wen Fan's clothes and buried his head in Wen Fan's chest, trembling until the earthquake stopped. When he got down, he slowly raised his head and looked at Wen Fan with his eyes closed, his brows were wrinkled, and then he saw the stubby hands with small dimples and his eyes were round. After a while, his eyes showed confusion. color.

When the little boy raised his eyes and looked around in a daze, he saw Wangwang not far away with clear eyes, raised his fleshy hand and made a gesture, as if he was waiting for something, but found no response, and made several gestures in succession. There was no response, the confusion in his eyes became more intense, but he didn't hesitate any longer, he climbed off Wen Fan and walked towards Wang Wang with his short legs.

This place is full of thorny thorns, and the child walked a few steps, and his chubby little feet were poked several times, blood oozing out.

The little boy frowned, blinked his round eyes, and burst into tears instantly, his mouth was flattened as if he was about to cry, but he still didn't stop, and insisted on walking up to Wangwang.

Wang Wang was thrown by Senior Brother Qu, his back was bleeding, his hair was clotted together, and a small pool of blood around him had already clotted, and he curled up in a ball the size of a fist.

Seeing Wangwang like this, the little boy carefully touched Wangwang's body, just for a moment, the little boy sat on the ground, picked up Wangwang and opened his mouth to cry, the tears were like rain, so pitiful.

Wen Fan received part of the inherited memory and slowly woke up, with a splitting headache. After the buzzing in his head subsided, he wanted to find Wangwang, but he heard the childish and sad cry first, got up and looked, and was startled. Jump, the surroundings are in a mess, there is a crack in the ground next to it, and there are crooked trees on one side.

Suspecting it was a dream, he pinched himself and cried out in pain.

The cry of the child was still there, Wen Fan turned his head to look, and saw a chubby child with his head raised and crying fiercely.

This place is far away from the handyman's area, it took Wen Fan and the others almost an hour to walk, and the sudden appearance of such a bare-bottomed child made Wen Fan a little wary.

Wen Fan didn't know the situation of the practice and didn't know if there would be a technique to change it, so he didn't dare to go forward, but he took another look and found a small black ball in the boy's hand, isn't it just Wangwang? !

If someone really has magic skills, as weak as he is, even if he runs away, he will not be able to keep up with the speed of the person. Thinking of this, Wen Fan's heart skipped a beat, he got up and walked over.

When Wen Fan approached the little boy, he realized that the little boy's body had already been pierced with dense small wounds, oozing blood, and looked terrible. His white and tender skin might be cold and a little blue.

"Can you show it to me?" Wen Fan said with a slight frown.

The crying boy couldn't hear Wen Fan's voice at all, and ignored Wen Fan.

Wen Fan stretched out his hand and wanted to reach out to touch Wangwang, the little boy woke up with a start, hugged Wangwang to keep Wen Fan from moving, he saw clearly that it was Wen Fan with wide eyes, the guard in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he actually showed a look of grievance and cried louder.

"Don't cry, show me it, okay?" Wen Fan said softly, feeling that the child was not in danger, and there were no Yin Fengworms at this time, so he took off his previous clothes and put them on the child.

The little boy let go of his hand, and Wen Fan took Wangwang over smoothly.

Wangwang's body is a little cold, his tentacles are still soft, and there are only weak signs of life in his body.

Seeing Wangwang like this, Wen Fan felt very distressed, and only hoped that Wangwang could be healed by that kind of qi.

Wen Fan had asked the young man how to save Wangwang before. The new memory hadn’t been digested yet. Using it, he only searched for the method of exhaling in his mind. He didn’t dare to waste it. According to his own understanding, he found Wangwang’s wound. , his lips pressed against it, and he didn't care about the bloody smell, and the hair, his cheeks puffed up, trying to exhale the so-called mysterious gas.

In this way, Wen Fan didn't know whether he had exhaled or not, but Wangwang hadn't changed much. When Wen Fan was a little desperate, he gradually felt that Wangwang's body pulse was gradually stronger than before, and he didn't know if he really exhaled for help. gas.

The little boy watched Wen Fan's movements and waited with his eyes wide open. When Wang Wang got better, if he could feel the same, his eyes showed joy, and he burst into tears.

"Where is your family?" Wen Fan asked the little boy after Wangwang got better, put Wangwang in his pocket, and wiped the blood from his mouth.

"Family? No..." Xiaotong paused for a moment when he heard Wen Fan's words, his voice was a little stagnant, as if he hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time.

"Wait here for a while, I'll take you back..." Wen Fan wrapped up the boy's clothes and said something. He was anxious to go back to find the doctor to show Wangwang, but thinking that Chu Xiu and Wen Ping seemed to be fine before, I don't know Where are they and have they been crushed by a big tree.

Wen Fan looked around carefully, but he didn't find Chu Xiu, and there was no one under the ground, and he didn't know where Chu Xiu had gone, maybe he had already left, or he was taken away by the man in red?Wen Fan was a little worried, and there was nothing he could do. Seeing Wen Ping was still lying on the side, he was about to walk over to see Wen Ping, only to find that the boy was pulling his clothes and looking at him, as if he didn't want him to go, so Wen Fan hugged him. Picked him up and walked over.

"Wen Ping, wake up!" Wen Fan went to Wen Ping's side and put the boy down, tried Wen Ping's breath, and found that he was still alive, so he pushed Wen Ping, but he couldn't see Wen Ping woke up, so he had to pinch him. try.

"Ah..." Wen Ping suddenly opened his eyes and cried out, Wen Fan let go of him, and he sat up in a daze.

"What's the matter? Where's Senior Brother Qu?" Wen Ping was also shocked when he got up.

"Maybe there was an earthquake. I woke up in the same way. I didn't see Senior Brother Qu...Let's go, Senior Brother Qu is weird. After knocking you out, he knocked me out too. I don't know what to do..." Wen Fan said, In order to avoid troubles, Wen Ping was not informed of the previous events.

"That's right, that's right, let's leave quickly, it's because of your loyalty, those people have all run away!" Wen Ping got up and said, thinking that there was an earthquake, the rest of the people all ran away.

Wen Fan didn't say much, picked up the little boy shortly and wanted to leave.

"Where did the child come from?" Wen Ping asked in surprise when he saw Wen Fan hugging a child.

"I don't know. He was there when I woke up. Maybe he came out with his family. He got separated because of the earthquake. Let's go back first." Wen Fan said as he walked.

"Look at the cracks in the ground just now, maybe the child's parents have already... Be careful that he depends on you..." Wen Ping looked at it and said with curled lips.

"You can't throw it there, can you?" Wen Fan didn't think about it that way, but a child is also a life, and he wasn't hard-hearted enough to just sit idly by.

"...The earthquake also came too suddenly. I heard from the senior brother in the door that there have been earthquakes in the door before... almost every time the door is damaged, it will almost be rebuilt. I hope my house is not affected by the earthquake. Collapse!" Wen Ping said while walking.

"My dilapidated house was built with just a few pieces of wood, and it's easy to rebuild after it collapses..." Wen Fan continued, holding the little boy around his neck, his body was warm, and he didn't say a word, looking very cute.

Wen Fan has been carrying water and doing chores every day for the past few years, so he has some strength, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to hold the little boy.

"Senior Brother Qu and I probably broke up. I don't know why he is tired of me. Can you stop talking about it? I have offended many people before..." Wen Ping was silent for a while, then said to Wen Fan.

"I won't talk too much..." Wen Fan replied.

"Life in the door is hard!" Wen Ping sighed, as if he was making excuses for him, or simply lamenting.

"Do you know a senior brother who can heal wounds?" Wen Fan paused and asked, he now knew a secret of Wen Ping, and Wen Ping probably wouldn't reject him.

Senior Brother Qu is dead, so he definitely won't be able to come back, but no one knows, Wen Ping should still have some face and connections...

"I know a few, some of them were originally born in Xinglin's family, and they know the medical skills of mortals, and there is a little boy from the medicine garden who is a pharmacist in the inner sect. He is a registered disciple, but he has a high status and is not easy to approach... ...What's the matter with you?" Wen Ping said.

"The little thing I picked up was injured in the earthquake, and I want someone to take a look at it. If it's convenient for you, please send me a message, and I will pay you with Qi Gathering Pill..." Wen Fan said.

"Just that little mongoose that doesn't have any aura? Are you stupid? That thing dies as soon as it dies, and it's a waste to spend Qi Gathering Pills!" Wen Ping said with a curled lip.

"You sent me a message to recommend it, and I will remember your kindness..." Wen Fan said in displeasure.Wangwang is a useless thing to others, and he only regarded it as an adjustment in a boring life before, but when he saw it running out of his clothes on his chest and tried to save him with weak strength, he immediately I have already treated it like a family member...

"Don't mind, I'm also doing it for your own good. Who told us to be of the same clan? I will definitely help you!" Seeing Wen Fan like this, Wen Ping secretly laughed at Wen Fan's stupidity, but didn't say much.

Wen Fan and Wen Ping walked, and there were traces of earthquakes everywhere, but the cracks were not as big as the ones they had before, which made them feel lucky that they didn't fall into the cracks in the ground, which was considered lucky.

The little boy was carried by Wen Fan for a while, feeling a little sleepy, he hugged Wen Fan's neck and fell asleep on his shoulders.

Not long after, they returned to the handyman area, the whole handyman area was in a mess, a large area of ​​weak houses collapsed, unprecedented chaos, Wen Fan couldn't even find where his house was, the wood chips were mixed with the surrounding together.

He doesn't have much property either, and he wears almost all his clothes. It doesn't matter if he doesn't need some bottles and cans of toiletries, but he can't do without the bedding. It's going to be winter, and he will die of cold without the bedding.

"Wen Ping, do you know that senior brother over there?" Wen Fan saw a man not far away who was very skilled in bandaging wounds, and asked Wen Ping, who was about to leave, regardless of the bedding.

"I've seen... so many people are injured now, people can't handle it, how can I have the time to deal with your little thing..." Wen Ping looked at him and said.

"I know, please, that little thing has a life, and it's about to die..." Wen Fan begged.

"Oh, well, you come with me, I don't know if they will sell my face..." Wen Ping said helplessly.

☆、The third kiss

In the name of senior brother Qu, Wen Ping had some face, and invited the senior brother who rescued the wounded to see Wangwang's injury.

That senior brother was in his twenties, named Liu Mingcheng, who Wen Ping had mentioned earlier was someone who practiced medicine in the mortal world at home with some medical skills.

"The external injury has been treated, but this internal injury cannot be saved by mortal means. I think you should give up. This little thing is just hanging on, it's hard to survive!" Liu Mingcheng put medicine on Wangwang's wound and bandaged it. Said.

"It's not a mortal's method, so what is the fairy's method? This is a Qi Gathering Pill, please accept it... Please brother Liu for advice!" Wen Fan bowed while hugging the little boy who was holding Wangwang, and took it out of his underwear. A pill wrapped in paper was handed to Senior Brother Liu.

"If you can reach the sixth level of Qi Gathering, you can control the strength of the spiritual energy, input the spiritual energy into the body, moisten the wound and heal within a few days. How difficult it is for inner disciples on the sixth level of Qi Gathering! There is another method, which is to obtain A Xiaohuan Dan or Yanshou Dan, which is a kind of healing pill, will recover automatically. However, the Xiaohuan Dan needs [-] Qi Gathering Pills, and the Yanshou Pill needs [-] Qi Gathering Pills. And I wouldn't be willing to buy it to feed my spiritual pet... Why should you be persistent, Junior Brother Wen, you have tried your best!" Liu Mingcheng took the paper ball, looked at it and accepted it.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Liu..." Wen Fan turned pale when he heard this, and thanked Liu Mingcheng anyway.

"Okay, I'm going to treat the injuries of other handyman disciples..." Liu Mingcheng shook his head and left Wen Fan.

"Wen Fan, look, you don't have Fifty Qi Gathering Pills right now. Even if you do, do you think you can buy them now? This earthquake will definitely make the healing medicines very tight, and what Senior Brother Liu said is the normal price... It's really not worth it for a little thing that doesn't have aura and isn't even considered a spiritual pet!" Wen Ping patted Wen Fan and said.

"Wen Ping, for the sake of the same clan, can you lend me some? Or do you know where I can borrow money?" Wen Fan looked up at Wen Ping and pleaded.

"Wen Fan, I usually see you as calm and rational, but I didn't expect you to be so... I don't have Qi Gathering Pills, I always use them every month after I send them out, but even if I had them, I wouldn't lend them to you." I would be stupid to lend you! Other borrowers cost too much, and you may be controlled by them for the next few years... Let alone this little thing, you will not be able to protect yourself! Alright, let me go Now, you better calm down..." Wen Ping said with a frown, and walked away quickly regardless of Wen Fan.

"What should I do?! Wangwang..." After Wen Ping left, Wen Fan looked at the scene of chaos and desolation around him, feeling incompetent and insignificant.

When he first came to Xiuxian, Wen Fan still had a little hope, so the monthly Qi Gathering Pills would be eaten immediately after distribution in order to avoid people snatching them away. , he gave up the idea of ​​cultivating immortals, and started to accumulate Qi Gathering Pills. For nearly three years, he was careful, kept them hidden, and was reluctant to buy all kinds of things. He only saved twenty Mei Qi Gathering Pills, and gave one to Senior Brother Liu just now. There is only Nineteen Mei, it is impossible to save Wangwang!

"Sliver grass and black olive root..." Wen Fan was thinking about what to do when a tender child's voice suddenly appeared next to his ear.

"Can they heal?" Wen Fan asked the little boy in his arms as if he had caught a life-saving straw.

The little boy pressed his fingers on his forehead as if he was trying to think about something.

"Yes..." Xiao Tong looked at Wen Fan and said in a childish voice.

"Yes, traditional medicines are expensive, and medicinal herbs should be cheap. I'll go and have a look!" The boy's words sparked a flash of inspiration for Wen Fan. He had heard people say that elixir is to bring out the effects of herbs, and that various herbs interact with each other. , complement each other to achieve the best effect, the effect of taking alone is not very good, but it is also effective.

Thinking this way, Wen Fan started to act, carried the little boy on his back, wrapped the sleeve of his clothes around his waist, put Wangwang back in his pocket, and went to Senior Brother Liu to ask about the situation.

The little boy lay on Wen Fan's back and hugged Wen Fan's neck without saying a word, only looking at Wen Fan's side face with black eyes.

The handyman area was the hardest hit, and the houses basically collapsed. However, because the houses themselves are mainly self-built houses and not strong, people will not be killed if they collapse, and at most they will suffer some skin trauma.

Brother Liu is not free to save people, he only saves people if he is paid, for a while, but he has earned a lot of Qi Gathering Pills.

"Silver ring grass and black olive root are not ordinary medicinal materials. They are panacea. They do have healing effects. They are graded according to the year. If they are not in the product within ten years, the effect will not be great, and they will be effective after about 50 years. , but there are very few wild ones. It is at the junction of the outer gate and the handyman area. It is our market here. You can go to try your luck... Let me tell you about the appearance of silver ring grass and black olive root. Hello Identify..." Liu Mingcheng said patiently to Wen Fan in a good mood with puffy money bags.

Wen Fan thanked Liu Mingcheng and walked quickly to the dining hall of the handyman area with the little boy on his back. Wen Fan looked around, and when he reached the room where the water tank was kept, he lifted a water tank, touched the bottom, and took out an oil paper bag. This is the place where he hid the Qi Gathering Pill, and it was fairly safe. No one thought that he would hide his most precious thing here.

Wen Fan glanced at the contents of the oil-paper bag, put it in his arms and rushed towards the outer door.

Wen Fan took the boy to the handyman area after waking up. He hasn't eaten yet, but he walked for more than an hour.

In this world, Wen Fan has lived for 15 years, but his sense of belonging is still not strong. He looks down on other people's life and death, honor and disgrace, and his own honor and disgrace, as if he is in a very real game.

This time, he walked through the gate of life and death, seeing a few people who were alive and well in daily life vanished into ashes, and seeing Wangwang injured, touched him.

Even if it's a game, even if it's fake, he still has to work hard!

It took Wen Fan half an hour to arrive at the market. The market was a bit dilapidated because of the earthquake, because the quality of the houses was relatively good, and they were not in the main earthquake area. The demand for various items may have increased due to the sudden disaster. Big, actually more than usual.

Wen Fan visited many stalls and entered several stores, but there were no such herbal medicines for sale, but quite a few were purchased.

Alchemists are very scarce, and the resources are generally in the hands of alchemists and sects. Very few go to individual hands. Even if there are, they are immediately sold to alchemists in the sect.

"Little brother, I see that you have been asking about silver ring grass and black olive root. I have a silver ring grass here. It is 50 years old. Do you want it? The price is negotiable..." When Wen Fan wandered around the stall, a The skinny old man said with a smile to Wen Fan.

"Where is it?" Wen Fan asked in surprise.

"Come with me, don't worry, the old man is from the elixir shop over there, you go and have a look with me..." said the old man, pointing to a small shop beside him, looking kind and amiable.

"Okay, thank you very much!" Wen Fan glanced at the shop, no doubt that he followed the old man.

There were not many people in the store, and when Wen Fan came in, he looked a little weird, but he didn't say anything.

"Look, how is it? There are five leaves growing on the top. The leaves are like orchids and bamboos, with ring patterns on them. They are still very energetic. It is good to continue to raise them. Maybe you can earn a good price when you meet a master alchemist!" The old man went in. After a while, the door came out with a pot of medicinal herbs, and said kindly with a smile.

Wen Fan looked at it carefully, just like what Liu Mingcheng told him, he couldn't help but feel a little happy.

"How many Qi Gathering Pills do you sell?" Wen Fan asked.

"25 Qi Gathering Pills, no one can deceive you. If this plant is used in Xiaohuandan, combined with other herbs, you can refine at least Wumei Xiaohuandan!" said the old man.

"Could it be cheaper, I don't have many Qi Gathering Pills..." Wen Fan said after hearing the price.

"It's already reasonable