Chapter 45 Baicao Liquid

Ye Fan and Pang Boli suppressed Han Feiyu and were shocked. In everyone's opinion, the fierce "a mess" of these two eleven or twelve-year-old teenagers. Obviously, they did not cultivate the source of magic power, but they stunned the descendants of an elder and were almost abandoned, which made many people onlookers stunned.

"These two people are too fierce!"

"But at the age of eleven or twelve, how can there be such magic power?"

"It's really incredible to fight against the enemy with bare hands, suppressing Han Feiyu, and shaking the Aoki treasure seal given by Elder Han!"

There was a lot of discussion around.

At this moment, even the early and profound disciples under other cliffs have noticed the situation here. After learning that Han Feiyu, the grandson of Elder Han, was beaten, there was an uproar.

"The two teenagers look very beautiful. Why are they so tough? They are really unattable..."

Ye Fan and Pang Bo have always kept a low profile, but now they have become the focus of everyone's attention. After hearing about the situation, the other disciples under the cliff also gathered here to meet these two fierce men.

"What, that Pang Bo is a fairy seedling?"

When everyone learned the news, they all looked surprised. The early disciples understood what Xianmiao meant. It would be the inheritor and hope of the future of Lingxu Dongtian, and a figure who could lead the sect to glory.

"It's actually a fairy seedling. No wonder he is so brave and has a strange spirit."

"Han Feiyu kicked the iron plate this time, and he can't retaliate in the future. He can only swallow this tone..."

Now, when everyone looked at Pang Bo, they looked complicated and couldn't tell what it was like. Many people quickly made a decision to make friends with Pang Bo in the future.

At this moment, Ye Fan and Pang Bo were not idle. They didn't care about the eyes of the people around them. They picked up the small jade bottles on the ground one by one, and there were more than 30 bottles of Baicao liquid. Several teenagers who were provoking at the beginning were inserted into the mud by Ye Fan and Pang Bo, but all the grass liquid robbed by those teenagers was left.

The new disciple can only receive a bottle of Baicao liquid every three months. It can be imagined how precious it is. At present, the two of them got more than 30 bottles at once, which immediately made the people around them jealous.

"Those guys who have cultivated the magic lines, the things on their bodies should be better..."

Ye Fan and Pang Bo were not satisfied. They turned their eyes to several young people inserted in the mud. These people cultivated a trace of divine power and warmed a divine tattoo in the sea of suffering. The cultivation was higher than that of ordinary disciples, and they must be "richer" than those teenagers.

The two looked at each other and began to pull green onions. They pulled the five young people out of the mud pond one by one and rummaged through them one by one.

"Why are there only a few bottles of grass liquid in everyone..."

Ye Fan and Pang Bo searched several people all over their bodies and found that there were only five bottles of Baicao liquid on each of them, not as much as they had just got. The dissatisfied look of the two suddenly made the people around them feel quite speechless.

Today, hundreds of grass liquids are distributed on all cliffs. According to the level of cultivation, the amount of hundred grass liquid received is naturally different. It's good for each of these young people to receive five bottles.

Li Fei and Wang Jing haven't left yet. Looking at all this in their eyes, they looked at each other in consterance. They really don't know what to say. They have never seen such an alternative brother.

At this moment, several young people collapsed on the ground like mud and still had no strength to get up. Ye Fan and Pang Bo searched them, looked at each other, and then threw them into the lotus pond again very unnaturally, but this time they did not fall backwards, afraid that they would kill people for a long time. Then, they pulled out the teenagers and threw them into the muddy water.

Finally, Ye Fan and Pang Bo came to the front of the Aoki Baoyin and tried to push it hard. They felt too heavy. Even if they could be lifted, they could not be used against the enemy. They kicked their feet and went away.

Everyone was in a daze. The two people were like locusts. In public, their faces were not flustered. They finished searching a group of people, and they actually wanted to move the Aoki seal away...

"Brother Li Fei, Sister Wang Jing, thank you very much!" After Ye Fan and Pang Bo squeezed out of the crowd, they shouted loudly in the distance, and then quickly went away.

Han Feiyu's face was pale, and his heart was full of fire. He didn't even collect the Qingmu treasure seal, and walked directly to a valley in the depths of Lingxu Cave.

The valley is very open, full of medicinal fields, full of strange flowers and plants, the fragrance of medicine, and the aura. The valley is full of rare medicinal materials, and there is no other vegetation. The medicinal fragrance and herbal essence overflowed by all kinds of elixirs grow, making this place almost a spiritual valley.

On the way, some medicine boys saluted Han Feiyu, but he ignored it. With a gloomy face, he went directly to the front of a cave in the depths of the valley. The fragrance of medicine here was even stronger. There were eighteen half-person-high medicine tripods side by side in front of the cave. I don't

"How did you make it look like this, Yu'er?" An old voice in the depths of the cave asked. People did not come out, but it seemed that they could fully sense everything outside.

"One of those two people is a fairy seedling..." Han Fei stood outside the cave, gritted his teeth, and told his uncle in detail.

"If I had known earlier that these two people had taken the magic medicine, it would be enough to let them release a little blood. Unfortunately, I got the news too late, and now I'm in some trouble. After saying that, Elder Han in the cave was silent for a long time before he said again, "That fairy seedling... Don't provoke him. As for the other one, wait and see."

"What uncle means..." Han Feiyu's eyes suddenly shot two sharp rays.

"I mean, don't do anything now. Practice well first." After saying these words, there was no sound in the cave, and it fell silent.

"Yes!" Han Feiyu was very unwilling, but he did not dare to disobey Elder Han. He saluted the cave, and then turned around and left.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo returned to their residence. The two began to count the trophies and harvested a total of 66 bottles of Baicao liquid, which was definitely a fortune.

"Han is really a good man..." Both of them praised it like this.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo finished playing with these small jade bottles and slowly calmed down. Although they defeated Han Feiyu and others today, they had a strong sense of crisis. Only ** strong, with the power of the elephant, may be able to dominate among mortals, but in the face of those who have cultivated the magic power and can use the mysterious magic skills, after all, they lack change and are difficult to match.

At present, we must practice hard, open up a sea of suffering, communicate the wheel of life, and let the divine spring flow. Only when the source of divine power can be used for oneself can it really become stronger. That is the foundation of the monks.

After such a sense of crisis, the two were eager to become stronger and practice harder. In the next two days, Pang Bo drank six bottles of Baicao liquid in a row, and with the mysterious cultivation recorded in the Taoist Sutra, the bitter sea finally became bigger. However, after drinking the seventh bottle of Baicao liquid, he suddenly felt bad, and the essence in the bitter sea was in a mess, which was as painful as a needle.

"If it's bad, you can't speed up. The elder said that the newly started disciples can't withstand the impact of Baicao liquid. Only one bottle is issued every three months, which really makes sense..." Pang Bo sweated profusely and supported it bitterly.

"I'm going to find someone." Ye Fan was about to push the door out.

"No, I can grit my teeth and get through it." Pang Bo insisted on not being allowed to find anyone. After struggling for more than half a day, the pain was slowly eliminated. He said with a wry smile, "It seems that the meal can only be eaten one bite at a time, and the road can only be taken step by step. Ordinary disciples drink one bottle for three months, and my Xianmiao drank six or seven bottles in two days, which is already against the sky.

Speaking of this, Pang Bo showed a strange color again and said, "You also drank six or seven bottles. Why don't you feel any pain, but your spirit is getting fuller and fuller. How can this happen? Is there no wave in the sea of bitterness?"

Ye Fan shook his head. His wheel of life and the sea of suffering were still silent, without any fluctuations. The only advantage of practicing the Taoist Sutra is to make him more and more energetic.

"There is nothing strange about drinking six or seven bottles. It seems that it is still far from the tolerance. Ye Fan, if you continue to increase the amount, it may produce some strange effect."

"How can that work? No matter how much herbal liquid I drink, it's a waste. Instead of doing so, it's better to leave it for you to make a breakthrough, and the divine spring flow as soon as possible to reach a higher level."

"Don't worry, since they identified me as a fairy seedling, this kind of herb liquid must be indispensable. Old Wu Qingfeng has said more than once that the state of mind is very important. He clearly knows my potential, but he doesn't want me to have a sense of superiority. He sent me to Lingxu Cliff to learn the law, which is enough to explain the problem. The reason why it is like this now must be to sharpen my heart. I think everything will change in the future, and there will never be a shortage of grass liquid.

What Pang Bo said was very reasonable. Ye Fan no longer refused. The two of them did not need to be polite and out of sight, and began to drink a lot of Baicao liquid.

One bottle, two bottles, three bottles...

Ye Fan silently runs the mysterious method recorded in the Taoist scriptures. At this moment, he does not feel any abnormality, but a strange change is slowly happening in his body... C

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