The strongest little magician

Chapter 12

On the other side, Zhang Yangguang pushed open the door, paused for a while, looked down at somewhere, and sighed deeply.

night.

The bright moonlight shines through the window sill, covering the ground with a thin layer of hoarfrost.

As the so-called essence of day and night, day alone is not enough.

The sky is clear during the day and the moon is shining brightly at night, which is the perfect time to practice.

Zhang Yangguang got out of bed and sat cross-legged on the ground, shrouded in the moonlight. If the sun is hot, the moonlight is slightly cool.

He took a deep breath, removed the turbid air from his body while exhaling, absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy, continuously purified it, and used it for himself.

Between exhalation and inhalation, the spiritual power fills the whole body, often in various veins, flowing in all parts of the body.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Yangguang let out a long breath, slowly opened his eyes, and ended a round of training.

He looked down at his palms and sighed deeply.

"Hey, why is it always a little bit close? What kind of opportunity is needed to break through the foundation building period?"

He muttered something to himself.

However, I also know that things cannot be rushed, and we must take our time.

……

early morning.

The morning breeze blows in from the window sill, with moist dew, a little bright.

Zhang Yangguang sneezed, his arms trembled layer by layer, and subconsciously wrapped the blanket tightly.

After a while, he stretched himself, and he woke up.

He simply washed his clothes, and there was no corn buns in the kitchen. He was not in a hurry, and pushed open the courtyard door on an empty stomach.

"Sunshine, where are you going empty-handed this early in the morning?"

On the way, I met many neighbors and folks who greeted him one after another.

After all, he has saved countless lives in the past and has great prestige in Lingxi Village!
"It's nothing, nothing, go up the mountain to collect some medicine, and eat a few fruits to fill your stomach."

Zhang Yangguang smiled with the dog's tail grass in his mouth.

"Oh, Sunshine, you haven't had breakfast yet. Don't be too busy. I just cooked porridge and pickles. Otherwise, if you come to eat, it's just a matter of adding some tableware."

"Yeah, I still have corn buns and eggs here."

"My family has buns and soy milk!"

……

Everyone is scrambling for it, which is enough to show Zhang Yangguang's popularity among the masses.

"No, thank you everyone, I still have to collect medicine."

Zhang Yangguang smiled and declined everyone's kindness. He is not someone who likes to take advantage.

……

After walking about 1 kilometer out of the window, the Canglong Mountains loomed in front of us.

It is said that the stream in Lingxi Village comes from the Canglong Mountain Range.

Strange to say, there seems to be a mysterious attraction in the Canglong Mountains, which has been guiding Zhang Yangguang to explore.

But Zhang Yangguang felt weird, so he pushed back and pushed back.

However, thinking about the last time Baozhen was angry with him, he was weaving willow leaves to earn money, and his little hands had a lot of calluses. He felt distressed when he saw it, so he planned to take medicine to make ointment.

Maybe it was predestined, Zhang Yangguang was destined to go to the Canglong Mountain Range!
After walking a few steps inside, he closed his mouth and muttered something, and even took out a piece of yellow paper from his pocket.

The yellow paper hung in the air, as if an invisible pen had written a complex rune.

"Hurry up as a law!"

He yelled, and the nameless will-o'-the-wisp burned the yellow paper, and ashes flashed across his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, a layer of golden light flashed, and the scene in front of him changed drastically.

"Absolutely, isn't this a good place for natural cultivation?!"

With a cry of surprise, he hurried forward.

Passing through a layer of shrubs, there is a different world in front of you. In the green grass, there are countless green light spots jumping.

Besides Lingxi, this is the second perfect place to practice!

Absolutely!

Zhang Yangguang made a decisive decision. Except when there are women taking a bath in Lingxi, he can come here to practice at other times, which greatly increases the efficiency!
Other than that, another important thing.

He looked left and right, glanced around from the corner of his eye, and quickly locked the position.

There is a spot of light in the southeast direction, with a large aperture and abundant spiritual power. There must be precious herbs hidden behind the stone!
Without any explanation, he rushed up immediately and jumped on top of the rock. Sure enough, behind the rock was what he wanted - granulation!
The so-called granulation is a precious herb, which looks like a small stone, but it is not hard to the touch, but soft and thick.

However, although the granulation is unattractive, it has a magical effect on calluses and wounds. This is the main raw material of Shengji Cream.

Picking up the granulation and putting it in his pocket, Zhang Yangguang glanced at it, and probably had to come back tonight for the cultivation.

Back down the mountain to the clinic, several women came to see the doctor, and Zhang Yangguang took care of them one by one.

When there was no one in the clinic, he dragged out the medicine stove from the cabinet, lit the alcohol lamp, put in distilled water, and then chopped up the granulation and put it in the stove.

In addition, other auxiliary herbs are dried and crushed with a bowl, and poured into the furnace.

Increase the heat and simmer slowly, and after a while, there is a strange fragrance in the clinic.

After three or four hours, after a lot of effort, the lid of the medicine furnace was opened, and the aroma filled the clinic, and a thin layer of non-Newtonian body was condensed on the bottom of the medicine furnace.

Carefully scooped out the non-Newtonian body with lead paper, but it was only half a small jar, Zhang Yangguang wiped his sweat.

"It took too much effort. It took me a long time to do this a little bit. It seems that making a woman happy is not an easy thing!"

He couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

But it was hard to talk about it, but he still came to Baozhen's house with the granulation muscle-creating cream.

"Sister Baozhen, sister Baozhen?"

Pushing open the gate of the courtyard, he yelled a few times.

It is estimated that Baozhen's father-in-law went to do farm work, leaving Baozhen at home alone to weave willow leaves.

No one answered, Zhang Yangguang yelled a few more times, and at the same time walked into the yard.

"Sister Baozhen, Sister Baozhen, aren't you home?"

He looked, and there should be someone at the door half-covered.

"Why don't people talk at home, could it be that there are demon spirits haunting them again?!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Yangguang didn't think much, walked up quickly, and pushed open the door of the room.

"what!"

Baozhen let out an exclamation, and quickly covered the blanket while touching the wound.

"do not move!"

Zhang Yangguang's sharp eyes saw Baozhen's wound clearly.

"Relax, let me look at the wound for you."

Zhang Yangguang said.

"No, no, no need..."

Baozhen remained motionless, with her head down, making it difficult to see her emotions.

Seeing Baozhen squirming, Zhang Yangguang couldn't laugh or cry, so he hurriedly said something.

(End of this chapter)