Supreme Medicinal God

"How is it, the old man's tobacco is good?"

Seeing Ye Feng's expression, the old patriarch smacked his beard with pride and said, "My cigarette not only grows well, but the leaves are two times larger than other tobacco leaves, and it is also full of energy. More importantly, it's a pot to smoke , Refreshing, and relaxed."

What a storm...

Listening to the proud words of the old patriarch, Ye Feng only felt that his heart was bleeding.

The medicine field is so precious, such a treasure should be used to cultivate herbs.

But the elder patriarch is better, actually use this thing to grow tobacco, what is the difference between this behavior and cow chewing peony.

"Great!" Ye Feng's heartbroken Patriarch Chong gave a thumbs-up, and then quickly walked to the stone trough to take a closer look.

The moss on the stone trough is mottled, and it looks like a vicissitudes of time, and the seed jade in it is gone, and now it is just piled with fertile black soil.

Even so, Ye Feng can still feel that the stone trough is attracting the vitality of the world.

The seed jade is not there, but still has the effect of moisturizing the plants in the field. This makes Ye Feng feel that the ability of this stone trough medicine field may be above the medicine field he obtained from the innocent man cave.

But such a baby has now become a tool for growing tobacco, which is really heartbreaking.

"Dr. Ye, this stone trough is my baby. I will never sell it."

Seeing Ye Feng staring at the stone trough with green light, the elder patriarch immediately understood that Ye Feng was in love with this thing, so before Ye Feng spoke, he resolutely refused: "I am just like this in my life, the stone trough is gone. The tobacco leaves grown in other places are not as smelly as those grown in this place."

Ye Feng sighed helplessly, but he was unable to take the treasure at the moment. This is indeed a pain.

What's more pitiful is that this baby is from Baihuazhai, and nowhere else, he can't grab it hard.

"Old patriarch, I heard Ling'er say we have a cave near Baihuazhai, where the stone trough is found, can you show us?"

While frustrated, Ye Feng suddenly thought of Lan Ling'er's other words and asked the old patriarch with a smile.

"It turns out that the girl is extroverted, it seems that Xiao Ling'er has told you the secrets of Baihuazhai!" The old patriarch glared at Lan Linger with a sulking look, and saw that she sticked her tongue out, then smiled and continued Tao: "But what is nice about that place is a broken rock cave, plus some colorful rock paintings."

Medicine field, cave house!

Confirmed by the old patriarch, Ye Feng was immediately delighted, and his eyes shone brightly.

If what he expected was correct, around Baihuazhai should have lived a powerful ancient warrior.

Perhaps there will also be inheritance in the cave house like the cave house of the innocent man.

"Can I go and see?" Ye Feng asked Shen Sen with a fist to the elder patriarch.

"Of course, let Ling'er take you there." The old patriarch nodded with a smile, and then warned: "But now Wang Gu is near the Zhaizi, you should be careful when you enter the mountain."

Ye Feng nodded and asked Lan Ling'er to take him and Nie Qingwu to the cave to see the signs.

After turning over two hills, a group of three people came to a grotto on the mountainside.

Sure enough, it's Dongfu!

As soon as he approached the grotto, Ye Feng immediately felt that although the cave was broken, there was a breath of heaven and earth around him. This made him happy, and then he rushed into the cave.

But when he walked into Dongfu and swept to the next one with his thoughts, Ye Feng's face was immediately covered with a layer of loss.

As the old patriarch said, the cave was empty and there were no stone benches to sit on, and it seemed that the monkeys in the rain forest were also used as old nests, and there were a few pale golden monkey hairs floating on the ground.

However, the wall around the cave was painted with a colorful mural.

Ye Feng took a rough look, and the picture above showed that Yo Mo was a picture of a guy in a robe standing in the rain.

"Brother Feng, the patriarch and grandfather all said, this is a broken grotto, and there is nothing to look at." Lan Ling'er picked wild fruit on the road and took a bite. After seeing Ye Feng's face lost, he joined together. The thief said in the past: "If you like the stone trough, when we go, I will secretly take the stone trough out and take it to you. The patriarch and grandpa love me the most and won't blame me."

Ye Feng heard the sound in his heart, but soon shook his head.

It was taken as a thief, but he could not do anything to let a little girl steal things for himself.

"Wait for me to clean up Wang Gu, and then see if the old patriarch would give me something."

After a moment, Ye Feng made a decision.

"Ye Feng, you look at these murals, this seems a bit mysterious!" At this moment, Nie Qingwu staring at the mural suddenly said to Ye Feng: "I don't know if it is an illusion, I think the people in this painting will move."

Will the people in the painting move?

Ye Feng stunned, and immediately went to the mural, staring at the figure of the robe on the mural.

Ning Shen watched for a moment, and when Ye Feng felt that his eyes were about to become cross-eyed, his eyes were sore, and he wanted to blink, the hands of the Taoist figure hanging on the side of the mural were actually slightly moved.

what?!The people in the painting actually move!

Ye Feng was stunned and his eyes widened suddenly.

But the moment the eyes widened, the entire mural suddenly returned to normal, and the figure of the robe remained silent.

This fresco is weird!

After staring at the mural for a few more glances, Ye Feng's heart changed slightly, and then he fell to the ground with both knees, eyes staring at the mural.

After a moment of silence, the mural reappeared, and the silhouetted hands of the robe on the painting moved towards the waist, actually pulling out a cold and brilliant sword.Not only that, but the raindrops on the mural were also alive, so Ye Feng, who was intoxicated with the mural, only felt like he was appearing next to the figure of the robe at the moment, together with heavy rain.

The heavy rain poured, and immediately, the figure of the robe was like an epiphany. With a long roar, Feijian flew off his hands and then danced wildly in the rain.

This... this is the flying sword...

Ye Feng stared dumbfounded, staring blankly at the figure of the robe.

The flying sword is horizontal and endless, like the rain in the mural at the moment. When the sword comes out, it is like a shower of rain, which makes it difficult to avoid; when the sword returns, it is like a rain of rain, and it is airtight...

And finally, in the air of the sword, a stream of sword gas gathered like a thousand raindrops, and then flew into the sky violently, the sword gas stirred, the dark cloud of rain was actually a condensed sword gas, one Strike away, turn into a blue sky!

"Hahaha, the ninth layer of Yanyu swordsmanship, I'm back to Wuya!"

At the same time when the rain was over the sky, a scream of Qingyue was like a thunder, and suddenly sounded in Ye Feng's ear!

(End of this chapter)