Ye Fan and Pang Bo pressed Han Feiyu hard, and their jaws dropped in shock. In the eyes of everyone, these two eleven or twelve-year-old teenagers suddenly "made a mess". They obviously didn't cultivate the source of divine power, but beat an elder's descendant into a daze , was almost abolished, and many people present were dumbfounded.
"These two are too fierce!"
"But at the age of eleven or twelve, how can you have such supernatural power?"
"Facing the enemy with bare hands, crushing Han Feiyu, and shaking the green wood seal bestowed by Elder Han, is really incredible!"
There was a lot of discussion among the people around.
At this moment, even those disciples who had started earlier and had advanced cultivation bases under other cliffs had noticed the situation here, and there was an uproar when they learned that Elder Han's grandson, Han Feiyu, had been beaten violently.
"Those two teenagers look very handsome. Why are they so tough? It's really hard to judge by appearance..."
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 around here, wanting to meet these two fierce men.
"What, that Pangbo is a fairy seedling?"
When everyone heard the news, they all looked surprised. The disciples who started earlier understood what Xianmiao means. It will be the future inheritor and hope of Lingxu Dongtian, and he is a figure who may lead the sect to glory. .
"It's actually a fairy seedling, no wonder it's so brave, with extraordinary talents."
"Han Feiyu has kicked the iron plate this time, and he will not be able to take revenge in the future. He can only swallow this breath..."
Now, when everyone looked at Pangbo again, their expressions were complicated, and they couldn't tell what it was like in their hearts. Many people quickly made a decision to make friends with Pangbo in the future.
At this moment, Ye Fan and Pang Bo were not idle, and they picked up the small jade bottles on the ground one by one without paying attention to the eyes of the people around them. There were more than 30 bottles of Baicao Liquid. Ye Fan and Pang Bo pushed the youngsters who provoked them into the mud upside down, but all the Baicaoye that those youngsters snatched were kept.
The disciples who just started can only get a bottle of Baicao Ye every three months, one can imagine how precious it is, but now the two of them get more than 30 bottles at once, which immediately makes the surrounding people jealous.
"Those guys who have cultivated divine patterns should have better things on their bodies..."
Ye Fan and Pang Bo were not satisfied, they cast their eyes on the young people who were stuck in the mud. These people have cultivated a little bit of divine power, and cultivated a divine pattern in the sea of bitterness, and their cultivation level is higher than that of ordinary disciples. He must be "richer" than those teenagers.
The two glanced at each other and began to "pluck the green onions". They dragged the five young people out of the mud pond one after another, and rummaged through them one by one.
"Why does everyone only have a few bottles of Baicao Ye..."
Ye Fan and Pang Bo searched the bodies of several people, and found that each person only had five bottles of Baicao Liquid on them, which was not as much as what they had just obtained. The dissatisfied expressions of the two immediately made the people around them feel quite speechless.
Today, all the cliffs distributed Baicaoye. According to the difference in cultivation level, the amount of Baicaoye received is naturally different. These young people have received five bottles each, which is not bad.
Li Fei and Wang Jing hadn't left yet. Seeing all this, they looked at each other in blank dismay. They really didn't know what to say. They had never seen such a different kind of junior.
At this moment, several young people were paralyzed on the ground like mud, still unable to get up. Ye Fan and Pang Bo searched them out, glanced at each other, and then threw them into the lotus pond again in a very rude manner, but this time they didn't fall upside down, fearing that they would be killed after a long time. Afterwards, they also pulled out those teenagers and threw them into the muddy water.
In the end, Ye Fan and Pang Bo came to the green wood seal and tried to push it hard. It felt too heavy, even if it could be lifted, it couldn't be used to fight the enemy. They kicked it twice and then walked away.
Everyone was in a daze for a while, these two people were like locusts, in front of the crowd, their faces were calm and their hearts were not beating, they ransacked a group of people, and they still wanted to move Aokiyin away...
"Senior Brother Li Fei, Senior Sister Wang Jing, thank you!" Ye Fan and Pang Bo shouted loudly from a distance after squeezing out of the crowd, and then quickly left.
Han Feiyu's face was ashen, and his heart was full of anger. He didn't even take the green wood seal, and walked directly to a valley deep in the cave of Lingxu.
The valley is very open, and there are medicine fields everywhere, full of exotic flowers and herbs, the fragrance of medicine is tangy, and the aura is dense. The valley is full of rare medicinal materials, there is no other vegetation, and the fragrance of medicine and the essence of plants and trees overflow from the growth of various elixir, making this place almost a spiritual valley.
On the way, some medicine boys saluted Han Feiyu, but he ignored them, and went directly to a cave deep in the valley with a gloomy face. The fragrance of medicine here was even stronger. Eighteen and a half people tall The medicine cauldron is made of unknown metal, it looks simple and heavy.
"Yu'er, why did you become like this?" An old voice deep in the cave asked, the person didn't come out, but he seemed to be able to perceive everything outside.
"One of those two people is Xianmiao..." Han Feiyu stood outside the cave, gritted his teeth, and explained the story to 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 bleed a little. Unfortunately, it was too late when I got the news, and now I am in trouble." After saying these words, the cave man Elder Han fell silent, and it took a long time before he spoke again: "That fairy seedling... don't provoke him, as for the other one, wait and see."
"Uncle means..." Han Feiyu's eyes suddenly shot two sharp lights.
"What I mean is, you don't need to do anything now, just cultivate hard." After saying these words, there was no sound in the cave, and it fell silent.
"Yes!" Han Feiyu was very unwilling, but he didn't dare to disobey Elder Han. He saluted the cave, then turned and left.
Ye Fan and Pang Bo returned to their residence, and they began to count the spoils. They harvested a total of sixty-six bottles of Baicaoye, which can definitely be called a windfall.
"Han is really a good person..." Both of them praised.
Ye Fan and Pang Bo gradually calmed down after playing with these small jade bottles. Although they defeated Han Feiyu and others today, they felt a strong sense of crisis. With only a tyrannical body and the power of a dragon elephant, he may be able to rule the roost among mortals, but in the face of a person who has cultivated a little bit of divine power and can display mysterious skills, he lacks change and is difficult to match.
Right now, it is necessary to practice hard, open up the sea of suffering, communicate with the wheel of life, and let the divine spring flow. Only when the source of divine power can be used for oneself can one truly become stronger, which is the root of a monk.
After having such a sense of crisis, the two desperately wanted to become stronger, and worked harder to practice. In the next two days, Pangbo drank six bottles of Baicao liquid in a row, and combined with the cultivation of the mysterious method recorded in the "Tao Jing", the sea of bitterness finally expanded. However, after drinking the seventh bottle of Baicao Liquid, he suddenly felt bad, the energy in the sea of bitterness rushed wildly, and the pain was as severe as a needle prick.
"It's broken, haste makes waste. The elder who preached the law said that the disciples who just started can't bear too much impact of Baicaoye. Only one bottle is issued every three months. It really makes sense..." Pang Bo was sweating profusely, struggling support.
"I'll go find someone." Ye Fan was about to open the door and leave.
"No, I can grit my teeth and get through it." Pangbo insisted not to find anyone. He struggled for a long time before the pain gradually disappeared. Take it step by step. Ordinary disciples drink one bottle every three months, but my fairy seedling drank six or seven bottles in two days, which is already against the sky."
Speaking of this, Pangbo showed a strange expression again, and said: "You also drank six or seven bottles, why didn't you feel any pain, but became more and more energetic, what's going on, isn't there any waves in the sea of suffering? ?”
Ye Fan shook his head, his wheel of life and the sea of suffering were still silent, without any fluctuations at all. The only benefit of practicing the "Tao Jing" was to make him more and more energetic.
"There is nothing strange about drinking six or seven bottles. It seems that it is still within the acceptable range. Ye Fan, if you continue to increase the amount, it may produce some strange effects."
"How can I do that? No matter how much Baicao liquid I drink with my physique, it's a waste. Instead of doing this, it's better to leave it for you to make a breakthrough. The divine spring will gurgle and flow as soon as possible to reach a higher level."
"Don't worry, since they have identified me as a fairy seedling, they will definitely not be able to give me this kind of herbal liquid in the future. Old man Wu Qingfeng has said more than once that a monk's state of mind is very important. He clearly knows my potential, but he doesn't want me to have it." The sense of superiority, being sent to Lingxu Cliff to study the Fa is enough to explain the problem. The reason why I am doing this now must be to sharpen my xinxing. I think everything will change in the future, and there will be no shortage of Baicaoye."
What Pang Bo said made a lot of sense, Ye Fan no longer refused, and there was no need to be courteous and alienated between the two of them, and they began to take a large amount of Baicao Ye.
One bottle, two bottles, three bottles...
Ye Fan silently operated the mysterious method recorded in "Tao Jing". At this moment, he didn't feel any abnormality, but a strange change was slowly happening in his body...