Supreme Medicinal God

Ye Feng followed Gui Wuya to the depths of the bamboo forest.

This is like an interactive movie. Ye Feng is just a movie watcher, looking at the memories in the soul of Wu Ya.

Among the swaying bamboo leaves, there is a four-corner square pavilion, blue tiles and red pillars, antique.

In Fang Ting, a pretty, rosy-looking half-naked milfs sat, although she looked middle-aged from the face, her eyes were covered with crow's feet.

She held a crystal clear jasper flute in her hand, and the melodious flute sound came from her mouth.

Gui Wuya's eyes became tender, and she stretched out her bright red paper umbrella: "Ajuan, I finally found you. Your butterfly love flower is as beautiful as twenty years ago."

A Juan gave a faint smile, put the flute under Zhu lips again, and played gently.

Gui Wuya stood outside the pavilion, holding an oil-paper umbrella, quietly listening to the melodious flute of A Juan blowing in the misty rain.

Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh when he saw this. Gui Wuya drew this picture in order to leave this precious memory with A Juan or the fantasy of Gui Wuya.

In those days when Gui Wuya was not available, there was no equipment for storing video and audio, and only a small amount of thought could be stored in a special formation and preserved.

Ye Feng understood the purpose of this picture by Gui Wuya.

Locking up his memory with the array method, including the sounds and smiles of the woman he loves, and the sound of flutes like nature, is really painstaking.

Ye Feng feels that there should be a secret in this painting. The five-colored petals on the umbrella handle always feel like I have seen it before. The half-old milfs playing the flute must have been a big beauty when they were young.

It's a pity that everything is in the past, and Gui Wuya and his lover have long disappeared in the long river of history, but this painting has remained in the world forever.

Just when Ye Feng touched the scene, a call came from his ear: "Ye Feng, Ye Feng, Doctor Ye, Doctor Ye, what's wrong with you."

Ye Feng separated his ideas from the painting. He was still standing in Ouyang Changfeng's study. In front of him was the landscape painting with splashing ink on the wall. At this time, looking at the old man in the painting, I was deeply moved.

Ronaldinho asked in surprise: "Brother Ye, you are terrified of me. I almost called Sister Yixue."

When Ye Feng entered the painting when he was thinking, when he peeped into the memory of Gui Wuya's residual soul, in the eyes of outsiders, he had been standing in front of the scroll with a stunned face, like a demon, motionless.

Seeing Ye Feng wake up, Ronaldinho was relieved.

Mrs. Ouyang called Ronaldinho to go to the kitchen to help. She made a porridge for nourishing qi and nourishing the blood, which was good for the beauty and conditioning of the girl and her body was very good.

Ronaldinho was very happy to help in the kitchen. Ye Feng and Ouyang Changfeng were left in the study.

Seeing Ye Feng keep staring at the painting, Ouyang Changfeng's eyes flashed with embarrassment, he asked doubtfully: "Doctor Ye, wouldn't you like the last painting?"

Ye Feng smiled: "Mr. Ouyang, I really like this devotion, not how well it is painted, but this picture has a little connection with me. I don't know if Mr. Ouyang can cut love?"

According to common sense, this painting was made by Wu Wuye. Ye Feng followed Gui Yanya's smoke and rain swordsmanship. Although he didn't have any apprenticeship, he also had the master and apprenticeship. Ye Feng was afraid that outsiders would damage the painting. Come and cherish it, it can be regarded as a memorial to Gui Wuya.

Ouyang Changfeng was very embarrassed and said: "I don’t sell this painting, Dr. Ye, for me, the money is nothing to me... it has been with me for several years, and every time When I look at it, I feel as comfortable as taking oxygen."

Ye Feng smiled faintly: "In fact, this painting is full of aura, so you will have the same feeling of oxygen absorption. I also know that this painting is not for sale, we are not short of money, but I will give you a comparison This painting is more beneficial to your physical and mental health. Do you want to see it?"

"Oh, what?"

Ye Feng took out a fist-sized high-grade spirit stone from the medicine king ring. It was as white as snow, exuding a faint white light, and a full aura, like a spring breeze, although Ouyang Changfeng was not an ancient warrior, but also spiritual After a shock, his eyes lit up.

Ouyang Changfeng has been carving jade and jewels in his life. He has seen all kinds of jade and such high-grade spirit stones, but he has never seen a high-grade spirit stone as big as a fist. He knows that this spirit stone is an invaluable treasure. .

The aura released from it is more abundant than this painting.

He couldn't help but be delighted. He took the top-grade spirit stone from Ye Feng's hands and started warming, as if a trace of electric current had penetrated into his palm, making him feel very comfortable all over.

Ye Feng smiled and said: "This high-grade vigor stone, you can sculpt it into jade bracelets, pendants, all kinds of small jewelry, which can be worn by family members, is it more meaningful than this picture?"

Ouyang Changfeng was moved. He lived on carving jade in his life, not just a profession, but loved that they became various shapes in his own hands and became dazzling jewels, which can reflect their value. Can bring happiness to yourself.

This is an artistic expression, a manifestation of self-worth.

This piece of jade, as white as snow and lightly shining, has exceeded the scope of jade, which he has never seen in his life.

He once saw such jade stones on some powerful ancient martial arts, knowing that they are extremely precious, and it is very helpful for the ancient martial arts to cultivate internal power. It is still only the size of a finger.

Today, Ye Feng gave him a fist-sized top grade vitality stone. If it can be carved into jewelry and worn by his wife, it is not only noble and beautiful, but it also continuously exudes aura, nourishes the skin, enhances intelligence, and lets The body becomes healthy.

Owning such spirit stones and carving them into jewels is a great joy in life and the ultimate goal of life.

Ouyang Changfeng felt more and more excited and nodded happily: "Dr. Ye, since you have a connection with this painting and the gentleman is so beautiful as an adult, this painting will be given to you, this jade..."

It has long been known that Ouyang Changfeng couldn't resist the temptation of Shangpin Yuanqi Stone, and it really took the bait. Ye Feng smiled and said, "This Yuanqi Stone is for you.

"Okay, great, I will find a bag to help you put this picture together."

Ye Feng shook his head: "No, I took the picture frame together."

The medicine king ring radiated a dark light, covering the picture on the wall, and in a blink of an eye, the picture disappeared from the wall.

Ouyang Changfeng bent down to find the bag, found the bag, and raised his head to find that the painting on the wall had disappeared.

He was stunned, not knowing how Ye Feng did it. He gave Thumbs up to Ye Feng: "Dr. Ye, you are amazing."

(End of this chapter)