Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

The next day, Chu Feng made no movement all night. Fang Lin was worried that something would happen, so he went to check on her.

As a result, Chu Feng fell asleep, which left Fang Lin speechless.

This young lady has such a big heart that she can actually sleep in a place like this.

Strangely enough, Fang Lin was always half asleep and half awake, but this time, he didn't even have the slightest bit of defense.

Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened, otherwise if someone wanted to do something to him, I'm afraid he would have turned into a corpse.

Fang Lin did not disturb Chu Feng and began to observe the elixirs around the abyss, which made Fang Lin very excited.

The elixirs I learned about in Xianwu Academy are limited before. Based on the levels of elixirs in Beihuangzhou, they can be divided into: ordinary level, human level, earth level, heaven level, king level, Yuan level, treasure level, and holy level. , God level, Emperor level, etc.

Heaven-level elixirs are nothing in Fire City, but king-level elixirs are considered rare elixirs. As for Yuan-level elixirs, every time one appears, countless strong men will fight for it.

But here, more than half of the elixirs are of the King level, and there are even a few of the Yuan level, and some even reach the level of half-step elixirs.

If he could get these elixirs, Fang Lin wouldn't have to worry about cultivation resources in a short time.

"This is little Yuancao!"

A red-green elixir appeared in front of Fang Lin, surprising him.

Little Yuancao is one of the main elixirs for refining Yuanling Pill, but Little Yuancao itself has reached the level of a king medicine. For a place like Daocheng, it is enough to cause competition among the eight major sects.

Therefore, Fang Lin has always used Qi Yuan Grass instead when refining Yuan Ling Dan, because Qi Yuan Grass and Little Yuan Grass have the same purpose, but Qi Yuan Grass is only a mortal-level elixir, and there is a certain gap in its medicinal power.

This means that the refined Yuanling Pill can only be used by Spirit Palace monks or half-step Spirit King monks. For powerful people above Spirit King, the efficacy of the medicine is reduced by half.

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There is Red Moon Zhizhi, which is the main elixir for refining fairy elixirs. Due to time constraints, only one plant was found in the Eastern Ancient Clan.

Fang Lin couldn't help but squat down in front of these elixirs. Just as he was about to pick them, he saw the sloppy old man starting to water the elixirs. This made him feel a little embarrassed and stretched his hand back.

"I have taken a lot of trouble to make these elixirs grow to this point. You can't waste them like this."

The sloppy old man poured water on the elixir happily and glanced at Fang Lin.

"Senior, you cultivated these elixirs?"

Fang Lin was shocked. His title had been changed from old man to senior a long time ago. If he could survive under the cliff of the Rock Valley, and then treat the sloppy old man as an ordinary old man, then he would really be a fool.

"Senior doesn't dare to take this position. Talking about nurturing is a bit flattering to me, the old man."

The sloppy old man chuckled, put down the stone pot, and sat down on the stone chair nearby.

Suddenly, the sloppy old man's expression changed. He grabbed a magical elixir, smashed it violently, and applied it on the black scar on his neck. His expression softened a lot.

The elixir that the sloppy old man took just now is a half-step elixir. This elixir that can be snatched up by countless powerful people even in Tianxing City, should be used in the most primitive way?

Fang Lin shook his head. He felt that he was rich enough, but now it seemed that poverty limited his imagination.

Walking up to the sloppy old man, Fang Lin casually looked at the scar on the sloppy old man's neck and asked tentatively: "Senior, have you always used this method to suppress this scar?"

"What, are you feeling distressed?"

Looking at Fang Lin, whose face changed slightly, he looked sloppy.

Old man Yuan couldn't see the pain on his face and asked.

After saying that, he picked up another half-step treasure medicine, smashed it, and applied it to the wound.

Even Fang Lin couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

He had never thought that elixirs that were infinitely close to the treasure level could be used so wastefully.

Seeing the sloppy old man trying to pull up another Tianxin Ginseng plant, Fang Lin quickly stopped him.

If you use Tianxin Ginseng to refine a healing elixir, you can definitely amplify its medicinal power. If you use it so roughly now, at least 70% of its medicinal power will be wasted.

"Senior, you smashed these elixirs just to suppress the injury. I have a way to cure the black scar on your neck."

Fang Lin said quickly, fearing that the prodigal, sloppy old man would smash the Tianxin Ginseng in his hand.

"Do you think I'm such an easy person to deceive, old man?"

The sloppy old man shook his head and took it as a joke.

Seeing that the sloppy old man didn't believe it, Fang Lin said again: "Senior, your black scar must be caused by something extremely sinister, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the sloppy old man fell silent for an instant and looked at Fang Lin with his muddy old eyes.

"Do you really understand?"

Seeing the sloppy old man's reaction, Fang Lin smiled slightly, deliberately showing off his words, and remained silent.

The black scar on the sloppy old man's neck gave Fang Lin a familiar feeling, as if the injuries on Dongfang Ba Yang were caused by a strange demon, but the injuries on the sloppy old man were far less serious than those on Dongfang Ba Yang.

In addition, there was a way to solve Dongfang Ba Yang's injury before, which gave Fang Lin a lot of confidence.

"If you can cure the black scar on the old man's neck, these elixirs will all be yours."

The sloppy old man seemed to have caught a glimmer of hope.

Looking, the veteran waved his hand, revealing the elixir behind him.

"Senior, are you serious about this?"

Fang Lin looked at the sloppy old man and said with a smile, as if his conspiracy had succeeded.

"Why don't you give it a try?"

"Do you have any good ways to heal your wounds?"

The sloppy old man looked at Fang Lin.

He tried countless methods to suppress the black scar on his neck, but none worked. Fang Lin was able to tell something, which made him a little curious.

"It's similar to the process of my senior crushing the elixir to suppress the black scar. I just refined the elixir into a pill and combined it with other elixirs. Maybe I can completely remove the black scar and the toxins on it."

Fang Lin did not put his words to death. Although he had previous experience in treating Dongfang Ba Yang, suppression and cure were two different things, and he was not confident enough.

"Elixir? Are you an alchemist?"

The sloppy old man was a little surprised. He looked Fang Lin up and down and shook his head helplessly.

"Then give it a try and get whatever elixir you need. Even if it doesn't work, I won't blame you, old man."

Fang Lin clearly noticed a hint of disappointment in the sloppy old man's tone.

Without saying much, he walked to the elixir bush and started picking the elixirs one by one.

During the picking process, Fang Lin did not uproot the plants, but cut them off at the roots and left the roots in the soil. As long as there is enough time, these elixirs can grow back.

Seeing this scene, the sloppy old man thought for a moment.

"There are some half-step medicines, are you sure you won't use them?"

The sloppy old man saw that what Fang Lin picked were all heaven-level elixirs, most of which were king-level elixirs. There were only a few Yuan-level elixirs, and none of the half-step elixirs were used.

This made the sloppy old man a little confused.