Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 550 Bad Guys
"...Zhao Yifan, don't sleep, let's play games together, shall we?"

The little old man's ginseng essence used its two arm-like ginseng whiskers to wrap around Zhao Yifan's legs, shaking them vigorously.

It's a pity that no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't shake Zhao Yifan.

So it's just a show.

"Don't play."

Zhao Yifan closed his eyes and said lightly, "Unless you tell me how to get out from here, otherwise, I won't play games with you."

"I won't tell you."

The little old man Shen Jing said in a childish voice: "I told you, you are leaving, and I will be left alone in the future."

Zhao Yifan remained silent and continued to practice with his eyes closed.

After staying with the little old man Shenjing for several days, Zhao Yifan has figured out his temper thoroughly.

There is only one muscle.

Although the little old man's ginseng essence is thousands of years old, in fact, its thinking is still at the level of a few-year-old child.

"You play with me until the day, and I'll tell you how to get out from here, okay?"

The little old man Shen Jing said in a rambling voice: "Zhao Yifan, if you leave, I will be so bored, and no one will play games with me."

"Little old man."

Zhao Yifan opened his eyes, frowned and said, "I can't live that long, do you understand? One night is 100 years, I'm afraid I'll die of old age before the night is over, do you understand?"

In fact, with Zhao Yifan's current cultivation, there is no problem in living to the age of 80.

But what's the point if it's really going out after 100 years?His lover and friends have long since died of old age!
"don't know."

The little old man Shen Jing simply shook his head, "What does it mean to die of old age?"

Zhao Yifan was speechless for a moment. Indeed, it is impossible for the little old man to know what ginseng essence is. Vegetation and plants usually have a long lifespan, especially ginseng. Historically, only ginseng is more valuable as it ages. I have never heard of ginseng being able to die of old age.

"Little old man, tell me how to get out of here. I still have a lot of things to do."

Zhao Yifan discussed with it patiently.

"Do not."

The little old man Ginseng shook his head, rolled his sesame-sized eyes around, and suddenly said: "It's fine if you don't play with me, I'm going to sleep." After speaking, it sank into the ground and disappeared gone.

"Little old man, stop!"

Zhao Yifan was taken aback. Now his hope of going out is only pinned on the little old man Ginseng. If this guy really goes to sleep now, according to Zhao Yifan's speculation, his sleep will be in units of "hundred years" computational.

When this guy wakes up next time, I'm afraid Zhao Yifan will become a little old man too.

The little old man's ginseng essence has already gone underground and disappeared.

Zhao Yifan yelled for a long time, but the little old man never showed up, which made Zhao Yifan a little impatient. Could it be that this guy fell asleep as soon as he hid himself?

After thinking about it carefully, it is very possible.

After all, the little old man ginseng essence is not human, who knows how it fell asleep?
Holding a glimmer of hope, Zhao Yifan turned back to the medicine field to see if the little old man's ginseng essence was hidden here, but to his disappointment, the strong smell of medicinal herbs from the little old man's ginseng essence was no longer in the air , obviously, this guy really went underground to sleep.

Seeing those elixir, Zhao Yifan's heart moved, and he shouted loudly: "Little old man, if you don't come out, I'll take all your friends off to make medicine..."

After he finished speaking, he listened intently for a while, and found that there was no change in movement. Zhao Yifan was also unceremonious, and picked dozens of seven-heart grass in one go.

It is not an exaggeration to say that this seven-heart grass is a kind of elixir, but in fact, this seven-heart grass is not as meaningful as a practitioner.

Qixincao is the medicine used to refine Peiyuandan, but the biggest function of this Peiyuandan is to improve the body's physique. For those who are not suitable for cultivation, Qixincao is an elixir that is invaluable. Those who belong to tasteless existence.

With a thought, Zhao Yifan instantly flew out of the purple star stove in Qihai, landed in front of him, waved his hand and cast a spell, purple light shot up from the stove, and ten seven-heart grasses were thrown into the stove by Zhao Yifan.

He sat down cross-legged, waved out spells one after another, and began refining Peiyuan Pill.

Compared with other elixir in the medicine field, the value of Seven Heart Grass is the lowest one, and it is the most suitable for practicing hands.

The refining of Peiyuan Pill is much simpler than that of Linglong Pill, and only needs more than 300 spells.

Once the alchemy started, Zhao Yifan's whole mind entered the state of no waves in the ancient well, he concentrated on feeling the changes of the medicinal materials in the furnace, and constantly adjusted the speed of the spell according to a rhythmic frequency change.

Not surprisingly, the refinement of this furnace of Peiyuan Pill failed again.

Because there were too many seven-heart grasses put in, Zhao Yifan gained a lot of experience. After the refining failed, he did not rush to refine again, but thought about it for a while, and then put in ten more seven-heart grasses, Refining again.

The talisman magic circle on the purple star furnace flickered, flickering, and time passed by quickly.

"……rise!"

After the more than 300 spells were finished, Zhao Yifan's heart moved, and he noticed that the liquid medicine in the purple star furnace was spinning rapidly, congealing into pills the size of longan eyes. Without hesitation, he made a decisive decision and cast a spell. A small opening was opened on the Purple Star Stove, and ten small dots shining with pale white light flew out.

As soon as Zhao Yifan stretched out his hand, it was as if there was an invisible thread pulling these pills into his hands.

"Pei Yuan Pill!"

Zhao Yifan looked at the Peiyuan Pill, which exuded an inexplicable fragrance like a work of art, in his hand, and was extremely satisfied.

Dan Dao, from a certain point of view, can also be regarded as an art.

It is easy to say but extremely difficult to condense all the essence of medicinal materials in it, remove the dross and retain the essence.

The refining of Peiyuan Pill is much simpler than that of Linglong Pill. Even so, he had to fail several times before he succeeded.

In this furnace, ten Peiyuan Pills were refined, which can be regarded as an improvement purely in terms of quantity.

But Zhao Yifan knew in his heart that if he changed to Linglong Pill, he would definitely fail.

The more powerful the pill, the more complicated and difficult it is to refine it.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Zhao Yifan smelled the strong smell of medicinal materials again, he subconsciously turned his head to take a look, and the little old man's ginseng essence fell into the ground in an instant.

Zhao Yifan was startled for a moment, then burst out laughing, and heaved a sigh of relief. Apparently, the little old man's ginseng essence didn't really go to sleep, but hid quietly. It probably felt a burst of heartache when it saw him picking the elixir and making alchemy.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yifan put away the refined Peiyuan Pill, and started alchemy again. Anyway, there are a lot of elixir here, so there is no need to use it for nothing.

In the medicine field, there are many Linglongxins that are more than 100 years old. Zhao Yifan estimated that these Linglongxins are likely to be the "offspring" of the 800-year-old Linglongxin. After he picked more than a dozen Linglongxins, he smelled them again The strong smell of medicinal materials on the little old man's ginseng essence.

Zhao Yifan couldn't help sniggering, he found it now, it seems that this Linglong heart is the little old man's ginseng essence, he pretended not to find the little old man's ginseng essence, waved his hand, and continued to refine the elixir slowly .

After a few more days like this, Zhao Yifan's level of alchemy was steadily improving under the circumstances that there were many elixir for him to "practice".

A ray of purple light emerged from the Purple Star Furnace again, and ten Linglong Pills soared into the sky and fell into Zhao Yifan's hands, twirling non-stop.

"……good!"

Zhao Yifan let out a sigh of relief, feeling extremely satisfied. From the beginning, he could only refine one Linglong Pill in one furnace, to now he can refine ten Linglong Pills in one furnace, and it took only half a month before and after. This progress can not be called not big.

But if he didn't have so many elixir for him to practice and waste, Zhao Yifan wouldn't be able to improve so fast.

There is already a small gap in the Linglong Heart Medicine in the medicine field, and at least hundreds of hundred-year-old Linglong Heart Pills were wasted by Zhao Yifan.

The little old man Shen Jing seemed to be annoyed by Zhao Yifan's actions, and only every time he took the elixir, he would sneak out and observe Zhao Yifan's actions from hiding in the dark. The taste of medicinal materials is like a beacon, revealing its behavior.

"Next, it's time to refine it with Linglongxin aged around 200 years."

Zhao Yifan stood up eagerly. After several days of continuous picking, Zhao Yifan found that many of the elixir in the medicine field were arranged according to the age. The older the elixir, the rarer the quantity, and The number of elixir with a short age has multiplied geometrically.

In this way, Zhao Yifan understood.

It is impossible for this medicine field to be planted by Daoist Guan Xing.

Nine times out of ten.

This little old man made ginseng essence when he was bored.

After Zhao Yifan picked more than a dozen Linglongxin plants that were about 200 years old, the little old man's ginseng essence came out from the ground next to him, and two ginseng whiskers wrapped around him tightly, and said angrily: "That's enough Zhao Yifan! You are not allowed to pick it anymore!" , These are all my hard-earned friends!"

"Little old man, didn't you go to sleep?"

Zhao Yifan smiled strangely, pretending not to know that it was secretly peeping at him before: "Are you awake?"

"Zhao Yifan, I haven't slept yet, you've been picking the friends I planted, you're so annoying."

The little old man Shen Jing said angrily.

"Tell me how to get out of here."

Zhao Yifan smiled and said, "Little old man, I have nothing to do, so naturally I will pick your friend. If you tell me how to leave, after I leave, I won't be able to pick your friend, right?"

The little old man Shen Jing said angrily: "Okay, I'll tell you how to leave here, Zhao Yifan, you are really annoying, you won't play with me, and even took away all my friends, you are a bad person!"

Its milky voice, instead of making Zhao Yifan angry, made him laugh. Hearing that the little old man Ginseng was finally willing to tell him how to get out of here, Zhao Yifan was overjoyed and said with a smile: "Little old man, yes, I am a Bad guy, let me get out of here quickly, lest I pick your friend."

"You come with me."

The little old man Shen Jing let go of its ginseng whiskers, turned around and walked back. Zhao Yifan had just taken a step when he suddenly thought that if he left here, he would never find so many elixir for him to practice in the future, so he turned back , just picked a few plants quietly, when I heard the little old man ginseng behind, shouting angrily: "Bad man, stop!"

(End of this chapter)