Against the Heavens Evil Cultivator

Chapter 41 Fat Friar

"Meow!" The Flying Tiger yelled, jumped off the ground and continued to eat the elixir.

Seeing this, the little girl asked Lin Fan with lingering fear. "Why are you so fierce, kitten?"

Oops!Lin Fan was startled, and secretly screamed.

"Meow!" Sure enough, when the little girl said that he was a kitten again, the Flying Tiger became angry again, yelled, stretched out its claws, and rushed towards the little girl.

"Okay, Xiao Huang, let's go." Lin Fan quickly grabbed the Flying Tiger, threw the Flying Tiger on his shoulder, glanced at the little girl, and flew away.

Whoever calls my great flying tiger a kitten again, I will scratch his face!Hearing Lin Fan call himself Xiao Huang, Flying Tiger got angry and grabbed Lin Fan's face.

Lin Fan treasured his face very much. If he ran out of money in the future, he would still have to rely on this face for food. How could he let the Flying Tiger ruin his face just like that, seeing the Flying Tiger's claws waving.He grabbed Flying Tiger's paw and slapped Flying Tiger's face. "I told you to slap my brother in the face! My brother disfigured you!"

Seeing Lin Fan slap him in the face, Feitianhu didn't dare to be arrogant immediately, and quickly covered his little face with his paws.

Hmm... Lin Fan felt a little depressed.A little tiger also cares so much about appearance?

Flying Tiger's sharp claw just now was like lightning and flint, the little girl still had lingering fears after thinking about it, but after he regained consciousness, Lin Fan had already flew away with Flying Tiger.

Seeing the direction where Lin Fan left, the little girl frowned, then looked around, quickly took the elixir on the ground, put it into a storage bag, and chased Lin Fan.

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Before Lin Fan entered the valley, he roughly counted the monks in Taniguchi, at least there were as many as 200 people, but he had been in the valley for such a long time, and he had never met anyone else except the little girl.This can only explain two problems. One is that he and the little girl were lucky enough to be teleported farther away, while the other monks were not lucky enough to be teleported together.The second is that the Medicine King Valley is too big, and more than 200 monks are like ants in it.

Lin Fan is more willing to believe the second one.

The Valley of the Medicine King is worthy of being the Valley of the Medicine King. The elixir inside is indeed not comparable to the outside. Although Lin Fan failed to pick hundreds of thousands of top-quality elixir along the way, he picked one or two hundred years of elixir. There are some, although I have encountered many elixir for decades, but they were all stuffed into the stomach by the Flying Tiger.

The physique of monster beasts is stronger than that of human monks, even if they swallow the elixir directly, there will be no major problems, not to mention that the elixir is only a few decades old, and the effect of the medicine will not be too strong, so although the flying tiger eats so much There was nothing wrong with it, but Lin Fan saw that there was nothing unusual about the Flying Tiger, so he didn't care too much.

The Valley of the Medicine King was full of methane gas, it was gray, there was no time mark here, and Lin Fan didn't know how long he had been walking.

This is heaven for some and hell for some.

Going forward, he gradually encountered more monks, and Lin Fan had seen at least a dozen murders and robberies.However, relying on his eyesight to go farther, he always brushed past those people, and he didn't bother to care about those trivial matters.

Little Flying Tiger fell asleep on Lin Fan's shoulder and swallowed so many elixir raw that even a monster could not bear it.

Lin Fan was walking forward when Little Flying Tiger suddenly opened his eyes, jumped off Lin Fan's shoulder with a "meow!", and quickly rushed towards a elixir plant in front of him.

After wandering around for so long, he finally came across a 700-year-old elixir. How could Lin Fan let the flying tiger swallow it? Immediately, he stretched out his big hand, grabbed the flying tiger's tail, and pulled the flying tiger back.

"You've already taken so much, you can't take this medicine anymore, and you can't digest the 700-year effect of the medicine." Lin Fan patted Flying Tiger's head and smiled.

The elixir is a stem water chestnut plant about 800 years old. Although the stem water chestnut is not rare, it is better than the 700-year-old medicinal effect. The stem water chestnuts in the outside world are generally around decades, even 200 years old. There are very few.This shows how precious this 800-year-old Ling Ling is.

Just when Lin Fan wanted to go behind him to pick water chestnuts, he couldn't help being stunned, and hurriedly turned to look behind him.

The swamp gas behind him rolled, and then a fat figure rushed out of the swamp gas. The fat man was dressed in dark and sticky clothes, holding a wine gourd in one hand and a chicken leg in the other, his mouth and face were full of oil.

Lin Fan was taken aback, and couldn't help but smiled wryly, he didn't expect to meet this talent here!

The fat man was also taken aback when he saw Lin Fan. When he saw the 800-year-old water chestnut plant under Lin Fan's feet, his eyes shrank sharply, his greedy look flashed away, and then he walked towards Lin Fan with a smile. "I didn't expect to meet my little brother here again! It's really fate. Come! We must have a drink!"

As he said that, the fat monk looked up to the sky and took a sip of wine, took a big bite of the chicken leg, and handed the wine gourd to Lin Fan.

Although the greedy look in the fat monk's eyes was well concealed just now, Lin Fan, who has blood demon pupils, could clearly catch the look on the fat monk's face even if he didn't set his sights on the fat monk.Seeing the fat monk handing over the wine, Lin Fan sneered, and pretended to go to pick up the wine gourd from behind, but his five fingers suddenly turned into scales, and they grabbed the fat monk's wrist at once, and the blood spirit power with strong corrosive effect penetrated into it all at once. The fat monk's wrist.

The fat monk turned pale with shock. He let out a loud drink, and regardless of the wine gourd in his hand, he loosened his big hand, then shrank it, and it slipped through Lin Fan's hand like a loach.

Lin Fan couldn't help shivering, his whole body was covered with goosebumps, damn it, it's so disgusting!

"Boom!" The wine gourd fell to the ground, but it didn't break. The wine flowed out of the wine gourd. As soon as it touched the flowers and plants next to it, white eyes appeared, and the flowers and plants withered instantly and disappeared.

"What did you find out?" The fat monk quickly flew back a few meters, squeezed the wrist that was pinched by Lin Fan with one hand, and looked at Lin Fan in shock and asked.The wine of the wine gourd is highly poisonous, let alone a sip of ordinary people, even if they smell it, it will immediately disappear into nothingness. If a monk takes a sip, although he will not die immediately, it can also make him lose his life in a short period of time. Combat strength, even if you smell it close to it, it can make the monk dizzy for a moment.Poisoned wine in one hand, antidote in the other hand, chicken leg is the antidote, so every time he takes a sip of poisoned wine, he will eat a bite of chicken leg.With this move, he had already killed several monks in a row, and gained quite a lot. Unexpectedly, Lin Fan saw through it at a glance, and was even injured by Lin Fan.

"You want to know?" Lin Fan looked at the fat monk with a smile.

The fat monk gave Lin Fan a vicious look, nonsense!Don't want to know but still ask?

"Hey... come here if you want to know, I'll tell you." Lin Fan stretched out his hand and waved at the fat monk, and then thought of the fat monk's body was greasy, and he didn't know how many years he hadn't bathed, so he quickly took his hand back.

ps: Well, to be honest, Lao Qiu did suffer some grievances.There is no difference between writing a book with rewards and subscriptions and beggars begging for food. Well, those people are gods, and they can leave if they don’t want to read it.

Thank you Xiaofeng Wanyue, thank Xiaohui, thank Sima Ze, thank Hu Yi, thank everyone who supported Lao Qiu, really, thank you.