Take a fairy back to the city

Void, it is a sharp blade, which can immediately make a monk who has practiced for hundreds of years suddenly get out of his body and trap it in his belly without knowing what happened.How strong does it have to be to fight it?

Fortunately, Fan Canghai's physical body was originally immortal. After the soul left the body, his body still had a breath of life, but he couldn't walk anymore.

Void is in the northern part of the misty illusion, and the moment his body spirit came out, he actually arrived in the southwest, south of the Yaoshan Mountain, which is more than a thousand miles away?How did he get to the south of the Demon Mountain?

Because of the appearance of Fancanghai, the south of Yaoshan became the holy land of the Baicao tribe.It is said that all the spiritual herbs in Misty Illusion yearn for this place, and the bees here are also particularly spiritual, and the honey they produce can prolong life after eating.Fan Canghai's body has been fed with this kind of honey.

150 years ago, he came here, lying among the herbs, with his eyes slightly open, his expression was calm.His face is fair and clean, his long hair is never messy, his hairpin is still shining, and his fairy robe is elegantly spread among the herbs.

Wisps of spiritual power emanated from his body, permeating the hills.The herbs here are made to grow vigorously and become spiritual, and the efficacy of the medicine is also increasing day by day.

Without Yuanshen, he could only lie there day after day without even the strength to get up. He seemed to have really become the static nourishment of the herbs.Sometimes he would blink slowly, rolling his eyeballs.

Baicao, who benefited from Fan Canghai's spiritual power, called him "ancestor" and rushed to take on the duty of protecting his ancestors.The fluffy saplings grow into big trees that can provide shade for the ancestors.Baicao brushed off the dust and fallen leaves for him every day.The honeys poured honey into his mouth.When the wind and rain hit, Puffy Son will close every leaf to shelter him from the wind and rain.

The spiritual power of the ancestors continuously nourished the Baicao tribe, and finally attracted the invaders - the ant tribe.They broke through the vine walls of the Baicao tribe, crazily nibbled at the fringe irises and donkey ear grass, trying to get one step closer to the spiritual power of their ancestors.

Baicao rose up to resist in order to protect the hill.Pinellia turned into a heroic guard, launched hard fruits, and beat the ant tribe to the ground; the broken ball grew steel-like needles, set up an ambush where the ant monster passed, and then threw their bloody corpses Go back to the hometown; the hook kiss flower is an elixir when it is docile, and secretes a strong poison when it is violent. The ant monsters who kissed their petals were poisoned and died; the Shouwu came out of the ground, opened their mouths and bit the legs and feet of the ant monster Drag them into the dirt and suffocate them; with a single spin, the fluffy nuts hurl countless tiny pine balls, crushing any foes that try to get close to their ancestors.

The strong resistance of the Baicao tribe made the enemy dare not underestimate them. They retreated to advance, lingering outside the vines, waiting for opportunities to act.

It was the spiritual power of the ancestors that allowed the Baicao tribe to have a place in Yaoshan.

100 years have passed, although the Baicao Clan can still resist and prevent monsters from taking over the territory, it is an indisputable fact that the spiritual power of the ancestors is decreasing.Yinhuncao proposed to find the primordial spirit for the ancestors. His primordial spirit is not there, so he looks like this. If he comes back, the Baicao clan will be reborn.

But where is the soul of the ancestors?

In order for the ancestor to maintain the fairy body, many herbs sacrificed themselves and turned into elixir into the ancestor's body to make him continue to rejuvenate, but this is not a long-term solution.

When the ancestor's spiritual power is exhausted, he will also turn into mud, and use another form to protect the Baicao clan.Everyone is very sad when they think of this, and it is imminent to find the soul for the ancestors.

The Baicao on the hills resisted the invasion of monsters, and at the same time tried their best to find the souls of their ancestors.

The Yuanshen can go out of the body for a thousand miles in one day, without being restricted by the region.Immortal Spirit Grass, Soul-Inducing Grass, Voldigrass, Honeysuckle, etc. all came out of their souls one after another. After another 50 years, Soul-Inducing Grass finally took the lead in finding the primordial spirit of their ancestors in the void.

When the ancestor woke up, the Zerg was wreaking havoc on the city wall again. The fluffy son was old and could no longer twist his body to fire ammunition. When the ancestor got up, he smashed him into pieces.He has been strong in the outside world for many years, and he will be broken at the touch of a finger.But he died without regret.

The descendants of the Baicao clan are still young, and they have absorbed very little spiritual power from their ancestors over the years, so it is still the older generation who are fighting desperately.Finally, at the moment when the ancestors regained their consciousness, they fell to the ground and died one after another.

After 150 years, Fan Canghai was finally able to move his body and sat up among the flowers.His hair, white robe, skirt, and sleeves are covered with flowers of various colors. They are all the young generation of the Baicao tribe.

Along the way, he had listened to Yinhuncao about the century-old history of the Baicao clan. They were reborn because of him, and they were willing to follow their ancestors for the rest of their lives.

Homes have been destroyed and devastated.The Zerg tribe wanted to uproot the Baicao tribe, but Fan Canghai flicked his sleeves, and the strong fairy wind blew them away.

Fan Canghai plucked all the flowers and plants from his head, and the herbs slid down one after another, forming a row on the ground, looking at this immortal ancestor with eyes full of admiration.

Fan Canghai found that his consciousness had returned to normal. The big tree that had grown in the void could not be preserved at all, and the primordial spirit was indeed hidden the deepest.Facing the ardent gaze cast by the Baicao Clan, Fan Cang smiled. He was very grateful for the 150-year protection of these flowers and plants. Without them, his soul would never be able to find his body.

He stayed with them for more than half a year, and finally felt that he should set off to continue his exploration of the misty illusion.

The herbs are willing to turn into elixir and follow Fan Canghai all his life for him to eat.Fan Canghai didn't think it was necessary, he cultivated them with his own hands, and made the hill look like a bunch of flowers.Yet they still insist on following in the footsteps of their ancestors.

Duanhua said: "My roots can continue to break bones."

Honeysuckle said: "I can clear away heat and detoxify, and it can be used for various febrile diseases, such as body heat, sore throat, etc., and the effect is remarkable."

Wen Yujin said: "My dry root can activate blood and relieve pain, promote Qi and relieve stagnation, clear heart and cool blood, promote gallbladder and reduce jaundice."

Pinellia said: "I have the functions of drying dampness and resolving phlegm, reducing adverse flow and relieving vomiting, and reducing boils and swelling with raw use."

Everyone is recommending themselves. The older generation has followed their ancestors for 150 years, and suddenly they want to separate. How can they be willing?They all gave up their lives to turn into panacea, to do their last effort for their ancestors.

Fan Canghai had no choice but to put them in the wishing bag, and he said: "I took you away, but I will come back to this herb garden to pull weeds and kill insects for you. Don't worry, without me, you can grow lush and lush. .”

The primordial spirit has returned, and the spiritual power that has been lost over the years has also recovered, but it is only a dream for a hundred years that makes people sigh.Fan Canghai continued his journey and gradually met more and more human beings. When they were troubled by diseases, he used herbs to concoct elixir to cure them all.As time passed, his medical skills became more and more sophisticated, and the Baicao Garden was also a place where he often went back to, besides picking herbs, he also continued to grow herbs.

After listening to the narration of the ancestor of the herbs, Mu Yunfeng admired him immediately, and immediately shouted: "Then when will you go back, can you take me with you? The flowers on a large hill must be very beautiful!"

Fan Canghai smiled and said, "You are a boy, do you also like flowers and plants?"

The young man said mischievously: "You can like it, why can't I?"

Fan Canghai smiled without saying a word.

"If your primordial spirit is not found, then the physical body will have to..." Mu Yunfeng felt very dangerous, it turns out that immortality is not absolute.

"Well, maybe..."

Mu Yunfeng knew that in his long millennium years, there should be times when his life was hanging by a thread.When he was beaten into the devil's way, I don't know how many people fell into the well and forced him into a desperate situation.When he came into Misty Illusion and suffered backlash, it was an unimaginable narrow escape.Even when he becomes the second personality Fanfan, anyone can take his life.And he just spit out a mouthful of blood just by triggering Tianlei, and lay there for several days.Floating in the void was just an accident. If it wasn't for his untimely death, he wouldn't be able to see him today.

However, there is no doubt that his prime is passing away, and his body is still suffering unimaginable hardships.

A sense of melancholy surged in his heart, he suddenly felt that he was very pitiful...

I don't know if it was the effect of the light or Mu Yunfeng's good eyesight, but he actually found a white hair in his temple.

Before, his eyes often lingered on the jet-black long hair, and he never noticed any white strands!But what happened today?Did researching the recipe overwork him?

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Fan Canghai found Mu Yunfeng staring at him blankly, feeling amused.

His appearance was the same as before, but there was indeed a white hair in his temple.This white hair is different from Mu Yunfeng's natural white hair!

"You have a white hair, let me pull it out for you." Mu Yunfeng put on a smile, and he decided to get rid of this white hair.

It was only then that Fan Canghai realized what was going on with his slightly melancholy face, and said, "Isn't it just a white hair, your head is still white!"

"No, that's not the same, and if I had black hair, it would be a tragedy."

"Why do you care so much? It's just a white hair."

Mu Yunfeng stared at him and said, "It's not just a white hair..."

"If you pull it out, it will still grow back?"

"Then I'll keep pulling!"

Fan Canghai involuntarily stopped what he was doing, and looked at him with a half-smile, but Mu Yunfeng moved his eyes to the white hair, which became more and more shocking, as if he was showing off his might.

He stretched out his hand, picked it carefully, curled it a few times with his fingertips, and pulled it out with force.

He stared blankly at the white hair, which was 60 centimeters long.

"Do you want to treasure it?" Fan Canghai joked rarely.

"Fan Canghai, you haven't slept all night, it's time to rest." Mu Yunfeng finally said it, even though he thought he would definitely refuse.

But he replied: "Okay."

He put down the work in hand, explained a few words, and went to the inner compartment, closed his eyes and rested on the soft bed.

Mu Yunfeng stuffed his white hair into his pocket.

Mu Yunfeng had to worry about that problem, and Ma Yan said that his health was getting worse.Why?Is there a way to remedy this?

Fan Canghai never answered this question, and blamed Ma Yan for talking too much.Does he want to take this secret to his grave?

Mu Yunfeng vaguely felt that this had something to do with the backlash, but he couldn't get an answer. No one could tell him clearly what Fan Canghai's backlash was?

When he was resting, Mu Yunfeng tried his best to take care of the three patients in the room. They took western medicine a few days ago, and their conditions improved greatly.However, it is not recommended to continue taking Fancanghai, because the quantity is limited and they cannot be made dependent.So in the past few days, the symptoms of the three people have deteriorated again.

Mu Yunfeng tried his best to explain: "This test medicine is like this. It is not a medicine that you are fed every day. You need to take the new medicine given by Mr. Fan from time to time for observation."

The mother had the most severe symptoms, and she said weakly: "But why don't you cook it in large quantities according to the medicine you took earlier? It is obviously useful!"

She has regarded the western medicine she took in the first three days as the absolutely correct symptomatic medicine. Although this is true, this treatment is not just for her.

The middle-aged man also said: "Yes, those few days were fine, and I felt hopeful!"

Only the mirage creature, the little sister with a pair of long ears, did not speak.

Mu Yunfeng was afraid that the description would get darker, so he lied and said: "You feel right, the medicine is indeed effective. Because it is made of rare spiritual herbs, plus Mr. Fan's elixir, the effect is remarkable. Mr. Fan needs There are a lot of patients being treated. Even if it’s just a few of you, it’s impossible to eat spiritual herbs every day. After all, there will be a day when you finish eating. Please be patient and actively fight against the disease. Mr. Fan is researching the formula without sleep, and he will definitely give it to you. A satisfactory answer!"

Mu Yunfeng had no choice but to speak this mandarin. If they found out about the existence of western medicine, the consequences would be disastrous.

Several pots of medicine in the pharmacy were boiling together, and Ma Yan insisted on coming to help watch the firewood today, saying that it should be fine if he was only in charge of lighting the fire.Mo Xi is also coming, but he is here to play, and he is afraid that Mu Yunfeng will reject him if he gets in the way, and he will not know where he will go.

At this time, a few people suddenly broke into the pharmacy. They saw that there were so many things in it, and the pot of medicine was boiling, so they immediately knelt down and begged: "We can't take it anymore. There are more and more spots on our body, and the pain in the joints is unbearable. Please hurry up and prescribe some medicine for us!" The exposed parts of their bodies really looked shocking.

Ma Yan was lighting a fire, and was only a few steps away from them. He was startled, and quickly walked away.

These people ignored it, and actually climbed up the ancient locust tree by themselves, and went to the inner courtyard to find a pharmacy. They thought that even if there was no symptomatic medicine, Mr. Fan still had a lot of medicines that could be taken.Looking at it now, as expected, no matter what kind of medicine, as long as it can relieve the pain, they are willing to try it.

Mu Yunfeng stepped forward, intentionally or unintentionally blocked the twins, and said, "Oh, aren't you mischievous? If everyone ran up, there would be no need to develop an antidote here."

"Only a few of us, no one noticed!" one of them said.

"Please." Several people kowtowed unanimously again. In front of the ancient Fan Canghai, as modern people, they can accept the kneeling salute very well, thinking that this is a necessary etiquette for treating immortal masters.

Fan Canghai slept very deeply. In fact, he had just fallen asleep not long ago, and it was the time when the quality of sleep was the best.

Mu Yunfeng thought it was better not to disturb him, and he could only deal with the situation by himself, he said, "Even if you say so, there is no medicine for you to take here."

"If we are willing to do trial medicine, we will take the trial medicine."

"I don't have any test medicine either. You go out first. I'll ask when you wake up later. Is it okay to go out first?" Mu Yunfeng stepped forward, hoping that they would know how to advance and retreat. It is really rude to barge in like this.

Several people glanced at each other, as if they had made an appointment a long time ago, one of them rushed inside suddenly, opened the drawer and rummaged through it.Just as Mu Yunfeng was about to stop him, the others also searched separately.

"What are you trying to do? Do you dare to eat whatever you want when you find the medicine?" Mu Yunfeng yelled loudly, but how could he convince a few grown men, they seemed not to give up until they found the medicine.

Ma Yan shrank to the side in fright, these people came aggressively, obviously they came prepared.

They rummaged through boxes and boxes and threw things into a mess.Then he ran to the shelf to get the elixir that looked like an elixir, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, and asked Mu Yunfeng, "What is this?"

"I don't know, I said you can't eat indiscriminately, we are not responsible for eating dead people!"

"Why are you Guhuai people not afraid of this disease? Mr. Fan must have a panacea, give us the panacea!"

The reason why the elixir is called an elixir is because it is rare. They insisted on grabbing the elixir, their heads were dazed, and they seemed to have forgotten who Fan Canghai was.

Although they got a few pills, they didn't dare to take them carelessly, but they were still very excited.Suddenly someone grabbed Ma Yan and held him in front of his chest. Ma Yan was so frightened that he died. She was less than one meter tall, and the man seemed to be dragging her, not caring about hurting her.

When the three drug testers heard the movement here, they all stuck out half of their heads quietly, not daring to come in here.

"Let go of her, if you hurt her, my husband won't let you go." Mu Yunfeng was very anxious. If he was not careful, even if he grabbed her casually, he might be killed. Infect.

"We only want the elixir!" The man dragged his sister aside, pointed at Mu Yunfeng and said viciously, "Go find it! Hurry up!"

There was no other way, so Mu Yunfeng had no choice but to look for it in front of the shelf. He didn't know anything about it, and he couldn't tell anything just by looking at the name on it. But since they wanted the elixir, he could only pretend to look for it.

The other four people also ran to watch Mu Yunfeng's every move. Even though he was invulnerable to all kinds of poisons, Mu Yunfeng felt a little nervous surrounded by several AIDS patients like this.

He thought that these medicines should not kill people, right?Fortunately, the western medicine was hidden by Fan Canghai, once they found it, it would be a disaster!

He had seen all the small porcelain bottles here, and they seemed to be external medicines for treating iron damage, so he had to check on another shelf. The small porcelain bottles there didn’t even have their names on them. Anything like vitamins is difficult.

"Is it useful for you to do this? I'm not a doctor, I can't find a panacea, why don't you wait for the husband to wake up."

There was a vicious man who raised his hand and gave him a slap when he heard this. He seemed to have lost his mind, and he would never go back until he took the medicine today.

Mu Yunfeng received a solid slap on the face, and blood was still oozing from his mouth.

Unexpectedly, these people kept calling Fan Canghai Great Immortal Master, and now they jumped the wall and beat Fan Canghai's people in a hurry!