"Mr. Feng, why are there only nine Shiquan Dabu Pills today, one missing?"

There are two bald monks, a teenage monk wearing a gray loose robe, and a middle-aged monk wearing a yellow robe with rosary beads on his hands.

At this time, the older monk asked, his tone not very good.

"Master Lingwu, I used one of the Shiquan Dabu Pills to save the patient, but I added a new breakthrough of turtle, snake and tiger bone strength inside,

This new medicine is just as effective as Shiquan Dabu Pills. You can take it back and try it."

Mr. Feng explained that according to the agreement, he had indeed misappropriated a Dabu pill and was at fault, so it was a polite explanation.

The middle-aged monk named Lingwu frowned when he heard this:

"Mr. Feng, you also know what our mission is and what the weight of this medicine is.

On the front line, there are several master uncles who are resisting the monsters. This pill can save a grandmaster's life.

You actually used it to save a patient?

Mr. Feng, do you know that the survival of an uncle on the front line is equivalent to saving the lives of thousands of ordinary people?!!"

The usually stern Mr. Feng was a little embarrassed at this time. His pill was indeed very effective on the front line.

After thinking for a while, he took out another turtle, snake and tiger bone pill and added it.

"Master Lingwu, let me give you another turtle, snake and tiger bone pill. This thing is specially made from the blood of turtles and snakes. Its efficacy is much stronger than the Shiquan Dabu Pill.

You may not understand this thing, but some of you seniors from Guangming Temple must know it.

I guarantee with my character that this medicine is definitely worth the money!"

"Amitabha, Mr. Feng, you should know your character well, right?

Hey, that’s all, let the masters and uncles be careful this time,

Next month, I must take ten tonic pills, not one less!

But don’t use this Laoshizi Tiger Bone Pills instead, Mr. Feng, lives on the front line are very precious!

Linghui, let’s go!”

The middle-aged monk put the medicine box on his back and left with the young monk.

The young monk named Linghui glanced at the other side of the room.

Chen Yi was handling various medicinal materials, while Yun Hu, who had initially recovered from his injuries, was hanging around Feng Xiaoru's butt, showing all kinds of hospitality.

Feng Xiaoru ignored him.

"Senior brother, those two people were saved by Elder Feng with the big pill, right? He only knew love and love, but didn't know the danger of our human race. What a waste of a good pill!"

"Junior brother, don't talk nonsense. Mr. Feng has made a great contribution to us. A hundred years from now, his lineage will be as small as a girl taking over. Don't offend anyone. When you become a grandmaster and go to the front line, you will continue to fight.

If you can’t even get the medicine, it’s you who will suffer!”

"Oh, I understand, senior brother."

The two monks walked very fast, and within a few breaths they left the courtyard, out of sight, and quickly left in the direction of Daze.

But Chen Yi, who listened to all this with his ears from beginning to end, felt disturbed in his heart.

Are they talking about the uncle of Guangming Temple?

These two monks are actually from Guangming Temple?

The three-piece Iron Kung Fu set I learned probably came from Guangming Temple, right?

Do they have a master there? It seems they are still fighting the monsters on the front line?

This world actually has such a side?

In the past, Chen Yi had never heard that there were monsters in this world. At most, he heard it mentioned by his master and others. Only after the master could he enter the depths of Daze.

Now it seems that it must be very uneasy over there.

I just don’t know what organization they belong to, so I can still call people.

I don’t know what the strength of a master above Huajin is, but according to my current estimation, a person at the second level of body refining is almost a good master in Huajin,

Then the Grandmaster may say it is equivalent to the third level of body refining? It should not reach the standard of foundation building cultivation in the fourth level of body refining, right?

Well, you know, I know, I don’t plan to go to the front line,

Even the Grandmaster is dead and injured and needs Dabu Pill to save his life. It’s too dangerous.

However, Guangming Temple still needs to find a way to contact them. Maybe they can get the original chapter of the Vajra Technique from them, which is more orthodox than practicing it by putting together various exercises by yourself.

Originally, now that Yun Hu's injury was almost healed, Chen Yi planned to stay away from Feng Lao for a while, slowly fade out of the county's sight, and let Yun Hu return to the Ma Zi Gang to continue undercover, and he would no longer take care of it.

Now it seems that Feng Lao's side may be more important than the Ma Zi Gang.

Do the monks from Konggang Temple come once a month?

After thinking about it,

Chen Yi slapped Yun Hu on the shoulder, using a lot of force.

The shot made Yunhu stagger,

"Fuck, what are you doing?!"

Yun Hu covered his shoulders and felt that the force he just exerted was strong and heavy. When he was sparring with the warriors in the gang, the other party only used this force.

"Junior Brother Chen, are you okay? Oops, why did you injure your wound again? Come on, lie down and rest, don't move anymore.

Well, I think you have to stay here for another month!"

Chen Yi answered loudly, while winking at Yun Hu and whispering: "Brother, are you interested in this little girl?"

"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!" Yunhu replied in a low voice eagerly.

"Listen to me, your injury won't heal for a while. If you lie here for a while longer, you will have more time to contact her.

Otherwise, if you are healed from your injury, you should leave. Then how will you see her in the future, right?"

"Hmm... It seems... Oops! My chest hurts. Help me into the house quickly. I have to lie down for a few more months to recover!"

Yunhu covered his chest and fell to the ground.

Chen Yi grabbed his collar, dragged him into the penthouse, and threw him on the bed.

In the yard, Feng Xiaoru looked helpless when he saw this scene. Our Shiquan Dabu Pill can even heal the injuries of a strong master.

You Yunhu, a warrior with a small Ming Jin or An Jin, will not say that your skills will greatly improve after taking a pill, but at least you will be able to jump around with no problem,

Pretending to be injured here is not a good intention!

And Senior Brother Yunhu, you are also fooling around like him. By not practicing, you have wasted your good energy and blood foundation~

......

"Mr. Feng, who are those two monks just now?" Chen Yi asked.

"The big shots in Guangming Temple are dedicated to serving the Grand Master's organization."

"Grandmaster organization?"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. Someone will naturally look for you when you get to the Grand Master!"

"Oh...then those monks seem to be short of healing medicine?"

"Yes, those monster beasts have gone crazy recently. The front line is a bit tight, and the Grandmaster's casualties are increasing.

Go get that glowstone powder!"

"Oh," Chen Yi didn't ask any more questions. He probably had some idea in his mind, and he was wondering whether he should find some elixirs from Mr. Liu and exchange them for the general technique of the Diamond Art.

But think about it and forget it, it’s too dangerous!

It makes sense to use two drops of turtle and snake blood from the world of cultivating immortals, because there are some in this world, but very few.

If you directly take out the elixir from that world, something will probably happen.

Besides, it’s not a good thing to be able to take out huge treasures before you have enough warriors.

Moreover, it is impossible to say whether Guangming Temple is good or bad. If the Vajra Technique is a secret that they do not pass on, why would it be passed on to themselves?

This matter needs to be considered in the long term, first improve your strength, and then have a dialogue with Guangming Temple after you have sufficient strength, so that the other party will respect you.

Chen Yi pondered the idea of ​​contacting Guangming Temple, and at the same time helped Feng Lao to learn how to refine Shiquan Dabu Pills, as well as various pills that can be improved with the blood of turtles and snakes.

From time to time, I asked various small questions about refining medicine, and I always got to the point.

Mr. Feng had to look at him with admiration. Every time he answered, Mr. Feng brought out his special understanding of pharmacology that he had studied for many years.

This allowed Chen Yi to not only have a greater understanding of the art of medicine and stone,

It also gave him a new understanding of the yin and yang and the five elements, and the relationship between all things in the world, especially the various attributes of energy.

...

At the same time, deep in Daze Lake, on an island on the front line,

A monk with golden skin fell from the air to the ground, blood spurting from his mouth.

Some of the people below looked shocked:
Chapter completed!