"Huh..."
Facing the rising sun, Fang Yuan exhaled purple energy with an extremely solemn expression.
"With the help of red jade rice, my martial arts progress is really fast!"
He has become a bit addicted to practicing recently. After all, the feeling of rapidly increasing proficiency and getting stronger little by little is really easy to get addicted to.
"Perhaps... we can also start the other Eagle Claw Kung Fu and Hard Qigong as soon as possible!"
In the past, he was afraid of biting off more than he could chew, but at this time, Fang Yuan had no such scruples at all.
After practicing martial arts to a high level, you can then practice other martial arts. When you are at a low level, you will undoubtedly improve quickly. In his case, it is as fast as a rocket.
"However, let's wait until I reach the fifth level of martial arts..."
Fang Yuan subconsciously glanced at his attributes:
"Name: Fang Yuan
Fine: 1.8
Qi: 1.6
God: 1.5
Age: 18
Cultivation: The third level of martial arts
Skill: Black Sand Palm [Level 3]
Specialties: Medical Skills [Level 1], Implantation Skills [Level 3]"
"Breaking the third level of martial arts, the increase in Jingyuan and Qiyuan is roughly 0.3, and the rest is the credit of Red Jade Rice..."
"It's just that the divine energy has not increased since we ran out of Wenxin Tea, even after breaking through the Sanji Pass..."
The more difficult it is for Shen Yuan to grow, the more Fang Yuan values it.
After all, with his attributes at this time, possessing more than half of the divine energy of an ordinary person, he has already felt the transformation of himself.
If the divine energy is raised further, what incredible things will happen
Fang Yuan is looking forward to this very much.
"The Wenxin tea tree is about to sprout again... and the red jade rice. I have designated a large rice field, enough to plant it... The current gap is still spiritual fertilizer!"
The strange translucent particles brought by this flower fox marten have a miraculous effect in promoting the maturity of spiritual plants.
Now Fang Yuan's martial arts practice requires a large supply of red jade rice, and his dependence on spiritual fertilizer has increased to an extreme.
"I need spiritual fertilizer! A lot of spiritual fertilizer! Otherwise, red jade rice and Wenxin tea will be like a loft in the sky..."
It's a pity that Hua Hu Mao has repeatedly stated to him that the place where the spiritual fertilizer is located is very dangerous. With his current strength, it is better not to go there rashly.
"Today, I am already an expert at the three levels of martial arts. Even with full concentration, I can spot the trajectory of White Marten's movements... It seems that its so-called danger should be between the second level and the third level!"
The twelve levels of the Golden Lock Chonglou are the threshold that warriors in this world cannot avoid.
Fang Yuan had already broken through all the Sanji Pass at this time. If he broke through Dumen next, he would immediately enter a whole new realm.
According to the hard qigong secret manual, if a martial artist in the first three levels is considered to be a loser, then in the second level of Du and Jing levels, one can get a glimpse of the martial arts for the first time.
As for breaking through the Injury Gate, or even the three more dangerous gates of Shock Gate and Death Gate, it can definitely be regarded as breaking into the palace. Even in the Guiling Sect, one can be appointed as an elder.
That Song Zhigao relied on, the elder Song Zhongsong behind him, was actually a martial arts expert at three dangerous levels.
Moreover, considering his age, it is unlikely that he will break through the death barrier and hit the final realm of the Four Heavenly Gates in this life.
"Giggle!"
"Giggle!"
At this moment, the flower fox marten suddenly appeared, biting Fang Yuan's trousers, and ran towards the mouth of the valley.
"Huh? Someone's here again!?"
Fang Yuan was a little impatient. He had no choice but to come to the mouth of the valley, and his eyes suddenly became focused.
In front of him, there was a huge team. The leader was Lin Benchu. In addition to Lin, the Zhou family brothers and sisters were also there.
Not only that, in addition to them, there were four strong servants behind, carrying a soft sedan. The gauze curtains around it were hung down, and the figures lying inside could be vaguely seen.
"Good nephew!"
Lin Yuanwai stepped forward and spread his hands: "Are you really sure about this matter?"
"What's up?"
Fang Yuan was confused.
"Of course it's a matter of treating illnesses and saving lives. The Zhou family made a desperate move and brought Master Zhou here!"
Lin Benchu said solemnly: "A few days ago, you sent old man Na Tian to deliver a letter, saying that you had a good plan to save people, but you had to send them into a deep valley before you would treat them... Oh, you are really overconfident!"
"Letter?"
Fang Yuan's heart sank, but he remained calm on the surface. He took it and looked at it, and saw that it was exactly the same as what Lin Yuanwai said. The general meaning was that he had a wonderful way to rejuvenate, but the Zhou family had to send the people to the mountains, otherwise they would die. Refusing to treat him was quite arrogant in his choice of words.
In particular, this stroke was completely consistent with his handwriting. Even Fang Yuan almost thought it was written by himself.
"Old man Tian..."
Fang Yuan rolled his eyes and immediately knew what the problem was.
As the only herbal collector who has contact with the valley, he has some lists and letters written by himself. It is not difficult to forge a handwritten letter.
Moreover, Lin Yuan had also met Old Man Tian and knew that he was equivalent to half the valley's talker, so he was convinced.
However, I have never given a guarantee at all, and I know nothing about Mr. Zhou’s condition!
"Poisonous plan!"
Fang Yuan's eyes were a little cold: "What a vicious plan. If this happens, I really can't defend myself!"
Obviously, the master of the Zhou family was already dying, and he was deceived into working hard. He might die directly in the valley. Then he and the Zhou family would suddenly have a deadly feud!
At this time, even if he said that the letter was not written by him, who would believe it
Looking at the Zhou family members with eager expressions on their faces, Fang Yuan suddenly fell silent.
He even thought that if he was the mastermind behind the scenes, he would have killed Old Man Tian by now, so that everything would be perfect!
"Perhaps we can still kill two birds with one stone. This Master of the Zhou family is originally a faction hostile to Elder Song. Otherwise, with Song Zhigao's courage, he would never dare to do this..."
Fang Yuan guessed a lot of things at once.
"What's wrong...nephew...could it be that you..."
The forest member was an experienced outsider, so he broke out in a cold sweat.
Unfortunately, Mr. Zhou's condition could no longer be delayed, and the Zhou family was forced to do nothing, so they sent a dead horse to this valley as a living doctor.
In this process, he also had his chest patted and guaranteed.
If Fang Yuan lets go at this moment, the consequences will be unimaginable!
"I'd better check on the patient first!"
Fang Yuan glanced at Lin Yuanwai, knowing that he couldn't blame him.
After all, I had actually conveyed news to him several times through Old Man Tian before. Besides, the valley was located deep in the mountains, so it was really inconvenient to contact him.
"This is natural!"
Lin Yuan's scalp was a little numb and he led Fang Yuan to the soft sedan.
"Jushi Fang, please do everything!"
Around the soft sedan, Zhou Wenwu, Zhou Wenxin, and several Zhou family members saluted heavily, and there were several masters with deep breaths looking around.
Fang Yuan looked at it, but he smiled coldly in his heart and ignored it at all. He knew very well that if he could rejuvenate himself and save Mr. Zhou's family, everything would be easy, but if he couldn't... Such huge expectations failed. The resulting gap is enough to become a reminder for oneself.
As for a clear explanation or something
Can the current Zhou family still listen
"What a big trap. Song Zhigao must be behind this matter!"
At this time, the arrow was on the string and had to be fired.
Fang Yuan immediately stepped forward and opened the curtain, and a putrid smell immediately hit his nostrils.
"Hell, what's the difference between this Zhou family master and a dead person?"
Fang Yuan felt a chill in his heart and reluctantly looked over.
I saw an old man lying in the soft sedan chair. He seemed to be sleeping soundly, but his breath was as faint as a gossamer, as if he would die in the next moment.
Even if any famous doctor saw this scene, he would probably come up with conclusions such as "the oil has run out, the lamp has dried up", "the medicine has no effect", etc.
The old man's chest was where the injury was. It seemed that he had been severely injured, but now it was well bandaged and showing signs of healing.
"Huh? This is surprising!"
Fang Yuan glanced at it for a few times and blurted out unconsciously.
"Little layman, how is my father? Is there any hope?"
Zhou Wenwu next to him immediately asked uneasily, while the surrounding Zhou family members stared at Fang Yuan with unkind expressions.
Who makes this doctor act too big
With such a big temper, they all had to go deep into the mountains and forests. Many of them were already secretly angry. If this young man was just a straw bag, then he must be good-looking!
"We have some ideas, but we still need to see more details!"
Fang Yuan turned around in the valley and soon brought out a box of silver needles. He casually lifted one of Master Zhou's arms and inserted it into the needle.
puff!
After a while, the silver needle was taken out, and nothing was strange. However, Fang Yuan stared at the tip of the needle and remained silent. He suddenly took out a fire stick and lit it. He put the silver needle in the fire to smoke for a while, and then sniffed it carefully. The tip of his nose suddenly felt I smelled a delicate fragrance like orchid.
"This week, the old man was not seriously injured, but was poisoned!"
Fang Yuan looked at the angry old man and said silently in his mind: "And...it's also the strange poisonous lover's drunkenness mentioned by Master..."
Master Wenxin is a master of medicine and has rich experience in rescuing people. He has also discussed some cases with Fang Yuan, and this lover's drunkenness is still fresh in Fang Yuan's memory.
Because this strange poison is colorless and odorless, it has no symptoms at first. It will only make people lose weight, become confused, and eventually die in depression, as if they died due to love, which is very strange.
This strange poison, once planted, is like a tarsal maggot. There are no symptoms of poisoning. Even a silver needle cannot detect it. Only after being roasted by fire, there is a faint orchid aroma, which is the only flaw. .
At that time, what layman Wenxin said was interesting, and Fang Yuan took it down. Unexpectedly, at this time, he actually saw a patient who was suffering from "lover's drunkenness".
"how?"
Seeing Fang Yuan's brows frowning and relaxing for a while, the Zhou brothers and sisters didn't dare to breathe loudly and asked softly.
"I can cure Mr. Zhou's disease!"
Fang Yuan nodded.
If he encounters a really seriously injured patient, his level of medical skills is really not enough, but this poisonous injury is fearless.
The next moment, Fang Yuan said: "It's just that I have a few conditions!"