Chapter 12: Save People 1

Two weeks have passed.

The Yunling flowers of the summer wind have blossomed and sprouted, and there are twenty-three Yunlingzi, which is beyond the expectation of the summer wind.

In such a thin interface as the earth's aura, there are so many spiritual flowers, and the summer wind is happy enough to sleep with laughter.

In the past two weeks, Xia Feng first cultivated and planted ten Yunling flowers in the yard, and planted them together with some lavender and so on. First of all, let's see if this Yunling grass can grow again. After all, there are some unexpected flowers.

His summer wind really cried and there was no place to cry.

In just one week, the growth of Yunlinghua has made Xia Feng feel much more comfortable, and he saw the hope of returning to his former cultivation.

And Xia Feng has finally been proficient in using 'physical control' in the past few days and has reached the level of eczination.

Use the spiritual power of divine consciousness to control the silver needle. The silver needle is like a fish. The fish swims extremely fast in the air, and sometimes it is just a flash of silver light. Xia Feng now dares to guarantee that at least in the middle of the condensation, some secular people need to pay a little price if they want his life.

But it hasn't reached the point of invincibility.

And Chen Niannian, a depressed daughter, has talked to Xia Feng very few times in the past two weeks, but she often makes a bowl of noodles for Xia Feng, or boils soup, which makes Xia Feng more sure that this is her daughter-in-law.

Do men have to shoulder the responsibility?

"Swish--" Xia Feng sat cross-legged in the house, closing his eyes and breathing well-proportioned, but the silver needle wandered rapidly in the room, like a silver fish with a slightly low roaring wind.

The second brother's consciousness suddenly closed, and the three silver needles suddenly swam around. The white light flashed, and the palm of Xia Feng stretched out, and the three silver needles suddenly fell into the palm of Xia Feng. These three silver needles were also silver needles used by the family of traditional Chinese medicine. Because they had no weight and had fatal ability, they were loved by Xia Feng.

Xia Feng looked at the three silver needles with a slight fatigue in his eyes and divine control. According to his cultivation, he was really too tired.

"Now the divine consciousness in the middle of condensation is bursting. It can control three silver needles to come out instantly, and the speed is also about ten meters per breath. Only when it comes to the foundation can it be invincible!" Xia Feng muttered to himself, and his eyes were full of yearning.

The palm of his hand gently waved, and three silver needles flew into the sleeve. Xia Feng's consciousness was immersed in his body. Looking at his Dantian, the palm-sized tornado kept whistling.

But the cyan aura is a single cyan.

This is also the place that makes Xia Feng very painful, because the body of the dandy 'Xia Feng' is a body with five elements of spiritual roots, but there is no spiritual root to build the foundation.

What is needed for advanced foundation is not only the abundance of spiritual power, but also the need to shape the spiritual roots with the spiritual five elements treasures.

Building the foundation is a big hurdle.

Xia Feng shook his head. Linggen and everything depends on the opportunity. If he has the ability to get a thousand-year-old green leaf and turn into a wooden Linggen, it is a feeling of pie falling from the sky for Xia Feng.

Calculating the time, it was not enough time for the pharmacy owner's son to see a doctor. Xia Feng walked out of the door and swept the rental house. He found that there was no one left a note and left here.

A thousand-year-old spirit participates in a string of spiritual stones. For this barren earth, it is enough to make any immortal cultivation look scarlet.

Xia Feng checked and found that there was no shortage of silver needles. Dantian had enough aura. After thinking about Linggen, he finally shook his head and denied it.

Linggen is very rare in the world of immortal cultivation, not to mention this barren earth.

After leaving a note for Chen Nian on the same day, he went to Huichun City non-stop.

In Huichun City, in the inner room of the pharmacy, a bed wardrobe, including some sofas, is neat, and the room is filled with the smell of medical alcohol and disinfectant.

There is a white-faced middle-aged man lying on the bed. The middle-aged man is in a coma. There is a palm-sized blood puss under the goose's neck with a rhythmic jump. It seems that he only needs a gentle touch to pierce the blood puss.

Accompanying him is a young woman with wavy hair and a mature woman.

On the sofa in the rest of the house, the pharmacy girl and the old man in the pharmacy sat on the sofa last time, and the girl bowed her head and made fragrant tea for the old man.

"Father, I don't think this charlatan will come. I suggest that it is the best and safest to boil fairy ginseng into soup." The young woman sitting on the edge of the bed said softly in a crisp voice.

After the old man took the fragrant tea and carefully savored the fragrance of the tip of his tongue, his turbid eyes flashed through the light and shook his head and said, "Do I have a choice? The medicinal properties of fairy ginseng are too big, and one can't be grasped well. The medicine may burst the pus. I dare not gamble..."

When the young woman heard this, it was not easy to say anything. She just shook her fragrant hair and didn't say anything.

"Ding Ding-" The bell of the landline in the room rang. The girl stood up and strolled, holding the phone. Uh-huh, after a few sounds, she said crisply, "Grandpa, that brother is here."

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Xia Feng stood by the bed at this moment. After a few glances at the patient, he was indeed the same as he thought. Although he did not know how the pus was formed, the acupuncture and moxibustion drew blood from the acupuncture point and woke up the patient's soul.

"Are you the one named Wang Lin?" Just as Xia Feng was observing the patient, the plump young woman put on her own *, Danfeng's eyes glanced at Xia Feng, frowned and said something, and deliberately looked at Xia Feng a few times.

The yellow T-dress with a pair of jeans and a pair of canvas shoes, the clothes of the whole body are estimated to be not worth 'two hundred yuan', which made the young woman feel a little contemptuous and contemptuous.

The plump young woman shook her wavy hair, her breasts were undulating, her hands were on the towering *, and she sneered, "Let's talk about it first. If it can't be cured, you can wait to die." After saying that, the cold light flashed in his eyes. After saying that, he touched his own * and said in a charming voice, "If it is saved, you can agree to any conditions..."

"Haha!" Xia Feng smiled cheerfully and didn't understand the meaning of the words. He shook his hair and looked at the old man sitting on the sofa and said with a smile, "I saved people this time as a deal, not a subordinate. I'm leaving. I won't save people!" After saying that, Xia Feng turned his head and left.

Just kidding, I'm here to save you, and you still look at me? Once in the world of immortal cultivation, in order to ask me for the worst elixir, a king had to kneel down for ten days. Only when he was full of old cous would give alms. I had a temper.

Just as Xia Feng was about to rush out, the old man panicked, his turbid eyes flashed through the light, and hurriedly got up to stop Xia Feng, but he scolded the plump young woman: "Yuner, shut up! Dr. Wang Lin is a descendant of the king of medicine!"

The old man then looked at Xia Feng with a wry smile and said, "Dr. Wang, don't be angry... My daughter-in-law is ignorant. Today, Dr. Wang just let go and do it. Even if there is an accident, I will still serve it with both hands!" The old man said firmly.