Traveling back to ancient times from the Western Han Dynasty

After the treatment was completed, Yan Fang stepped back and returned to his original position.

"Your mouth is healed."

Looking at the girl whose lips were fine but whose face was still pale, Yan Fang sighed slightly in his heart. It seemed that his healing ability was not omnipotent and could not cure the girl's leukemia-like condition.

However, he was mentally prepared. Even if it was a problem with the hematopoietic function like leukemia, it would not be cured by soaking it in moon dew.

"Hey! Am I okay?"

The girl opened her mouth slightly when she heard Yan Fang's words. It was only a few blinks of an eye? Even though she could see the light in the handsome brother's hand and feel the heat in his hand, she was still a little bit unbelievable, and she didn't feel much pain.

The girl subconsciously raised her hand and wanted to put it on her lips to verify whether she was deceived by the older brother, but she didn't dare to do so for a moment because her hands were shaking.

"Dad, why are you crying?"

Before her hand touched his lips, the girl saw that her father was in tears, so she quickly reached out to wipe away his tears.

Her movements were subconscious and clumsy, and her hands were covered in mud, which instantly smeared her father's face.

"Nannan, you're fine."

Feng Xuan was not angry even though his daughter was fiddling with his face. Instead, he used his rough big hands to carefully and tremblingly touch his daughter's upper lip.

To him, his daughter is everything, and whether his daughter can have someone to rely on in the future is his only obsession for survival.

So when Yan Fang said just now that the scar might remain on her lip forever, Feng Xuan was almost completely desperate. Now, seeing that his daughter's upper lip was completely healed and she had returned from hell to heaven, how could he not be moved?

"Hmm? It's intact!"

Xiaonan also got a completely different experience from her father's touch, and she burst into tears instantly. Every girl loves beauty. It was already weird that her body was pale, and there was a problem on her lips. How could she not care?

The father and daughter hugged each other and cried, then turned around and wanted to thank Yan Fang, but Yan Fang quickly stopped them and said:

"I'm just trying out my new magic. There's no need to be so polite. You don't have to feel like I owe you anything."

"But I have a curious question. Before your skin color turned white, did you come into contact with anything?"

After stopping the two from thanking him, Yan Fang asked again.

As far as Yan Fang knows, leukemia in previous lives is usually related to animal viruses, stupid chemicals, or radioactive substances. This kind of thing can be big or small. If Xiaonan and the others have the same problem, then it is worth paying attention to.

Moreover, when Yan Fang suddenly saw so many deformed people, he also suspected that there might be something wrong with the bear area.

"No, we didn't come into contact with anything strange at that time."

“Although I used to be in the herbal medicine business, the things I was exposed to were similar to those before, and there was no difference from other people.”

Feng Xuan recalled for a moment and shook his head. After he got sick, he thought about it for a long time and wondered if there was something that caused it, but he didn't find it and spent the last bit of his money.

"Okay... since everything is alright, let's go too."

Yan Fang nodded and didn't ask any more questions. This kind of thing had nothing to do with him and he didn't care much about it. He just asked casually.

"My benefactor! I know I can't repay you and Master Xuan, but at least accept the herbs in my basket! Otherwise, we will kneel here and die!"

Seeing Yan Fang and the others were about to leave, Feng Xuan knelt down again and refused to stand up, still pulling Xiao Nan with him.

Now that Xiaonan has been cured, there is no need for her and her father to go to Youxiong's inner area to "suffer", so they will no longer travel with Yanfang.

He knew that Yan Fang was a stranger and he might not see him again in the future, so he insisted. Even so, he could not pay back even one percent of the debt.

"Well, okay."

Yan Fang frowned slightly. He didn't like people kneeling down to him. After making sure that he could heal, he really just wanted to accumulate experience without asking for anything in return.

Feng Xuan and his daughter are just ordinary people with a special skin color. They don’t have any luck, and Yan Fang doesn’t expect to get any magic weapon, magical material or supreme skills from them.

However, he also saw Feng Xuan's persistence, and knew that it would not be a good thing if he didn't fear, so he put the herbs in his storage bag.

Only then did Fengxuan and his daughter stand up, and they kept saying thank you as they left.

"How could they kneel down so easily..."

After Feng Xuan and his daughter left, Yan finally raised his confusion.

It may sound a bit hypocritical, but he can understand the gratitude of Feng Xuan and his daughter. He can accept bowing and kowtow, but he doesn't like kneeling at every turn. This is not the late Yuan Dynasty, and he is not an emperor. Although Feng Xuan and his daughter do not have a high status, they also have many slaves.

How can you kneel down so easily?

This was something that Yan Fang, who came from a civilized era, could not understand or accept, even though he had led the Western Han Dynasty, which was not very good, for a long time.

On the first day, he met many people with whom he could communicate, who could keep up with him and understand his thinking. He thought the ancient times would be better, but...

"Those with strange appearances are not slaves, but they are only slightly better than slaves. Although the witches forbid anyone from harming or expelling them, their status is still very low, and they often have to kneel down."

"If I were also full of muscles, do you believe that Xiaonan would run away when he saw me?"

Xuan also sighed. He felt that this was not right, but he didn't know how to change it. He was still young, and even though he was born smart, he was still very confused.

"Okay, their bodies are pale, how did they survive on their own until today? Will their lives be in trouble?"

Yan Fang didn't say much and turned to ask another question that puzzled him: life with leukemia is not very good.

"Although their qi and blood are insufficient, there are some herbs and secret methods that can help, so it's not a big problem."

Turning to this question, Xuan found it easy to compare prices, or rather, he didn't care too much about it.

This is a world with extraordinary powers, and some problems in later generations are not a big problem here.

"But your healing ability does this?"

When answering Xuan, he had been in a state of shock ever since Yan Fang took action. Only then did he think of asking the question, wanting to learn something from him.

No one knew that he was actually practicing a pseudo-cultivation technique called Qingmu Gong, which also possessed some healing abilities. Otherwise, he would not have been able to help Yan Fang, who was shattered to pieces, recover by relying solely on the spiritual rice porridge.

However, his Aoki Kung Fu is ineffective against outsiders, especially those who have no basic skills or have weak qi and blood. Xiaonan and his daughter happen to be the type of people with extremely weak qi and blood.

"The bird feather is formed by the spiritual power of the bird spirit, and I have let it nurture this feather since it was born."

The moves that the bird spirit can master are nothing more than the usual feathers, beak, calls, and its special peach shadow. The moves are valuable in quality rather than quantity, so Yan Fang had it concentrate on nurturing a feather as the core early on, so the feather silk he just pulled out was no simple thing.

"Que Yu, Yue Lu, and my spiritual power all have some healing power. At the same time, Yue Lu can replenish the substances that Xiao Nan needs to recover. As long as I have enough control, I can do it."

Yan Fang was quite proud to hear Xuan's question, and secretly praised Xuan for finally getting to play a supporting role.

"However, in order to stimulate the Moon Dew, one needs to be somewhat familiar with the Moon. Even if one is sensitive to the power of the Moon, it is still quite difficult to do so."

Seeing Xuan's expression as if he was taking me as a fool, Yan then continued to tell him the details.

Human talents have their limits. If Yan Fangke had not experienced the talent of [Condensation], had not improved his sensitivity to the Taiyin series, and had not had experience in operation, he would not have been able to control and activate the magical power of the Moon Dew remotely.

"That's it."

"This healing ability is truly amazing!"

After Yan Fang's analysis, Xuan Fang was impressed by the exquisiteness of Yan Fang's healing skills and the cleverness of Yan Fang's mind, and felt that he was inferior to him.

Seeing Yan Fang's healing ability, he couldn't help but have this thought in his mind: Yan Fang is different from Taishan Ji. He is not restricted by his master's sect. If he can go out hunting with them, it will definitely reduce a lot of casualties!

However, Xuan suddenly thought that this idea was ridiculous. How could someone like Yan Fang go out hunting with them?

"Haha, it's all thanks to Que Ling!"

Yan Fang smiled and humbly put the credit on Que Ling. If it weren't for Que Ling giving him basic spiritual power, he would not have been able to accomplish so much in just a few days.

"Chirp!"

After being praised, Que Ling also shouted with joy. She listened to Yan Fang's praise in a daze, and thought of the girl with intact lips who was smiling and crying. This feeling was very good, but she didn't know that this was a sense of accomplishment.

Inexplicably, she wanted to see more smiles like this and wanted to get praise from her master. This was the first time that she took the initiative to do something other than being a "bird".

"Chirp!"

With this thought in mind, the bird chirped again, conveying its "thought" to Yan Fang.

"Well, do you want to meet...more people who are in a similar situation as before?"

Yan Fang took some time to translate the bird's thoughts from the incoherent information, and these were the thoughts other than joy and singing that the bird developed without his instructions.

"Hmm? What is Que Ling talking about?"

Xuan, who was standing by, was also quite curious when he heard the bird's complex and different chirping sounds.

"Well, she probably wants to become a doctor and heal more people. Hmm, that's a great idea, right?"

After sorting it out, Yan finally understood Que Ling's thoughts and found it very interesting.

In order not to discourage Xiao Que Ling's enthusiasm, Yan Fang suppressed the desire to say "Studying medicine cannot cure China", conveyed the concept of a doctor to Que Ling, and gave his encouragement.

"Oh, it's amazing that you have such great ambitions."

Xuan was also amazed when he heard it. What he said was sincere. He felt that Yan Fang was extraordinary. The bird beside him also had such great ambitions. Perhaps in the future it would have unlimited prospects as Mu Lao said. It was not something that people like them could imagine.

At this moment, Xuan recalled what Mu Lao said when he met him this morning after he asked about the question of reincarnation:

"Since he asked you about reincarnation, and there are so many incredible things about him, then he must be the reincarnation of a powerful being, and he has just awakened some of his memories."

"A person like him will definitely have a bright future. We are just ordinary people. We cannot approach a person like him. He will not be able to stay in Youxiong for long. Don't think too much about it."

"Think about this question yourself and tell him the answer when the time comes."

Mu Lao's expression was very complicated, with fear and nostalgia at the same time. It was unknown what he was recalling, but no matter what, he completely believed in Mu Lao's judgment.

At this moment, thinking about Yan Fang's previous idea of ​​joining the hunting team seems even more ridiculous.

Yan Fang was completely unprepared for Xuan's change of thoughts.

In the later Journey to the West, in addition to his three disciples, Tang Seng was followed by the Six Dings and Six Jias, the Five Directions Jie Di, the Four Valued Officials, the Eighteen Galans, and other gods. A woodcutter or a woman who appeared anywhere could be played by a great god. It can be said that the scene was very grand.

Yan Fang could foresee that there must be someone assisting Xuan behind the scenes, but he never expected that person would regard him as a reincarnated powerful being.

"I'm just trying out my new magic. There's no need to be so polite. You don't have to feel like I owe you anything."

Now that Xiaonan was cured, there was no need for her and her father to go to Youxiong's inner area to "suffer", so Yanfang stopped them and thanked them repeatedly.