Cultivation first profiteer

The old general woke up, and Fan Ke changed his mind to take a look, so he didn't hesitate to leave the freshly baked master and apprentice—although he hasn't apprenticed yet, but it seems that the rhythm is not far away!

Seeing Fan Ke leaving, Shen Zhou pursed his lips and followed, but the fat Jingyi was completely ignored by him.

Jingyi: "..."

"General, how are you? Is there any other discomfort? Doctor Fan, where is Doctor Fan?"

As soon as Fan Ke entered, she heard the yelling from the whole room, and her face turned dark immediately: "The general just woke up, you should restrain yourself." Hearing what he said, the rough guys stopped and made way for him. It is convenient for him to see the old general.

"Doctor Fan, the old general..."

"What's the rush?!" Fan Ke rolled her eyes, pretending to feel her pulse.

Although the old general woke up, he was unable to speak, and his eyes were dull and dazed.Fan Ke frowned, and looked at the old general's face and the wound on his hand. The wound looked normal, not like being poisoned at all. To some extent, most of the toxin had been removed. As for whether it was completely removed, Fan Ke tended to believe in the system, and the current state of the old general, he guessed that either he had just woken up and hadn't adapted yet, or he was too old and his body couldn't bear this kind of crime.

"Doctor Fan..."

Frowning and thinking for a while, he still took out the Yangyuan Pill, which should be useful to the old general.

"Huh?" Fan Ke had just opened the cork wrapped in red cloth, when she heard a sound of surprise, and turned her head to see that it was the dead fat man Jingyi.

"Little guy, where did you get this thing?" At this moment, Jingyi has squeezed out many generals and came to Fan Ke. I really don't know how his fat body squeezed in. The door curtain as big as half a fat man was puzzled.

"Although it is a low-grade pill, but its quality and purity..." Jingyi stretched her nose and sniffed. Although he doesn't know how to refine pills, he is a strong man in the Golden Core stage after all, and he has seen it all along the way. He has tried a lot of pills, and it's really rare for him to be so purely low-level.

It's not that there are no monks refining elixirs of this purity, but that people with this level will never practice Yangyuan elixirs, which can't be sold at all. It's not self-degrading, but a waste of time.Regardless of the long lifespan of a monk, the cultivation base is sailing against the current, and every minute and every second is extremely precious. Giving up high-level elixir to refine such a useless low-level medicine is simply not worth the candle.

Fan Ke took a look at him. Although he felt that he was not that wretched, she was inevitably a little nervous.

"Hey, what kind of eyes do you have? This low-level pill is good, but it doesn't attract the old man at all. You can't be affectionate? But I suggest you don't feed him too much, this medicine is too powerful , this person is rare in the first place, a person who is half buried in the ground can't bear it, a quarter is enough." Jingyi was angry and funny, how could he covet such a useless person at the Golden Core Stage? Yang Yuan Dan?Isn't it ridiculous to say it out? !

Fan Ke said "Oh", and divided the Yangyuan Pill into two halves as promised, and then divided one half into two, and fed it to the old general.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the old general was able to speak.Two quarters of an hour later, he was no different from before the injury, and could even be said to be healthier than before.

"He's fine, can we go now?" Jingyi doesn't like to stay with ordinary people, not because she doesn't look down on human beings, but because she is not the same kind of people.These people without fairy fate are like ants in his eyes, and it is not worth his wasting even a glance. If it is not for Shen Zhou, a rare genius who is rare in a century, he is not willing to stay with these humans at all.

"Where are you going?" Fan Ke raised her eyebrows, "Did Shen Zhou not promise your mother?"

"Losing weight, what is it?" Jing Yi's nostrils were turned up to the sky, and Fan Ke miraculously saw the arrogance of looking down on the world from his completely squinted eyes.

Fan Ke: "..."

"If you don't follow me, can you bear Yudinghong's revenge?"

An arrow shot in Fan Ke's heart. Although he was reluctant, he could only follow this fat monk who looked more and more unreliable.

You said that a good monk, the existence of Daogu Xianfeng, how did such a strange thing come out?Wouldn't his master, brother, brother, sister, and sister want to beat him to death?

Before leaving, Fan Ke asked the soldiers for a few changes of clothes. The original body was used to doing farm work, and he had a strong physique and was well dressed.Shen Zhou will not be successful, the youngest is dressed like a child who steals an adult's clothes, don't be too awkward, but there is no way, he has no other choice.

"Let's go, go to the mountains." Jingyi said as she waved her hand, and a huge white tiger appeared beside her. "This is my mount, a high-level spirit beast that chases the wind tiger for thousands of miles, and because of the little rouge red on its forehead, it is also called the rouge tiger. You can call him Xiaobai." Jingyi was still very proud when introducing the mount.

Do you know what a rouge tiger is?Fan Ke looked at the big white tiger whose legs were taller than him, and felt that the name Rouge Tiger had nothing to do with this majestic white tiger, no matter whether it was a delicate painting style or original meaning.

"Go up." As soon as Jing Yi finished speaking, Fan Ke was lifted onto the tiger's back by an irresistible force.The back of the tiger is broad and soft, so you don't have to worry about falling if you sleep on it. However, since it was the first time she took this advanced "vehicle", Fan Ke still sat upright, holding the soft and slender fur of the white tiger with her hands.

"Roar--"

Fan Ke raised his head and met a pair of huge pupils. The pupils were too big, and he saw himself in the pupils like looking in a mirror—a distorted self, and the weird feeling made his hairs stand on end. stand up.

Dazed, Baihu roared again, and the hot air from his nose sprayed all over his face.

"It told you not to touch its fur." ​​Jingyi watched the excitement with her arms folded.This white tiger has been with him for almost 500 years. The most precious thing is his white hair. It’s okay if he sits obediently. Slapping an ordinary person to death is already the limit of patience.

"Ah? Oh." Fan Ke immediately let go of the soft hair in his hand, "I'm sorry, I won't touch it next time." As he spoke, he smoothed the place he had just pulled and smoothed it out before giving up.

"Roar!!!" The white tiger was going to explode in anger, this abominable human would even touch it if it was pulled!I touched it a few times!I really want to swallow him in one gulp!As soon as this idea came up, a cold and brutal murderous aura surrounded him, it shuddered, and instantly went into a state of alert to look for the source of the murderous aura, never thinking of bumping into a pair of lifeless eyes like this.

Dead silence, indifference, bloodthirsty.

"Meow~" The white tiger who was aggressive just now suddenly turned into a big cat, and those fierce eyes were full of pleading.

"Counsel!" Jing Yi felt blindsided. That's right, besides cherishing its fur, this mount is also extremely bullying.If you show a little cowardice, it can push you half a mountain range, but if you are even a little bit strong, it will wither, and it is useless except to run fast!

Fan Ke...he wiped his face with his clothes, this spirit beast has not brushed its teeth for some time, its mouth smells so bad, no, find a place to take a bath and change clothes later, otherwise it will be impossible !

After the three of them sat down, although Xiaobai didn't like Fan Ke, because of Shen Zhou's murderous intent, he swallowed his grievances silently. He who knows the current affairs is a hero, and he is a hero among tigers, able to bend and stretch!

"Why do we go in? Isn't it dangerous in the mountains?" Fan Ke was a little puzzled.

"Danger and opportunity coexist, not to mention, don't you want to know why Yu Dinghong went down the mountain at this time?" For the sake of her precious apprentice, Jing Yi was also very friendly to Fan Ke, who had no celestial fate.

"But, I'm just an ordinary person with no power to restrain a chicken?" Fan Ke pointed to himself, expressing that compared to a master of Jindan stage and a pervert who doesn't know the details, he is as weak and innocent as a little white rabbit .

"Heh, how can ordinary people have such a pure elixir?" After spending so long, although Jing Yi is considered to be scheming, she is not completely scheming.Even if those pills did not come from Fan Ke's hands, then he still has his own chance.If it wasn't for his lack of alchemy, and his disdain to seize opportunities, it is unknown whether he is still alive.

Fan Ke was silent for a while, playing tricks in front of the Jindan stage strongman, he still didn't want to be ashamed of himself.

"Boy, not all monks are upright and open-minded people. There are also those who do all kinds of evil and steal people's opportunities to swallow people's essence. If you don't want to cause trouble, you should not expose those pills easily. The heart of defense is indispensable. Lu Bai, don't say you don't know this bit of common sense."

"...Thank you!" Of course he knew, but... he was chosen by the system after all, so it shouldn't be that easy to belch?But the little angel ignored him, he'd better be more cautious.Coincidentally, Jingyi showed him a clear path, the system must not be exposed, but it can be said to be a chance, and it sounds much more reliable to get the inheritance of a certain alchemy master by chance.

Of course, the premise of all this is that he must first be a monk.

Ah, the system has been given to him, why is he a waste material with five spirit roots?Don't give people hope and let people down!It's so immoral.Thinking about it, he glanced at the fat monk in front of him, leaned over and asked him in a low voice: "You said you are a monk at the golden core stage, then look at me, is there any help?"

Jingyi didn't understand what he meant for a while, and even reached out and touched his head, her doubts became more intense: "Aren't you well, what can be saved?"

"...I mean, can I still become a monk? The lowest level." Looking at Jing Yi's increasingly weird face, Fan Ke hastily added an attributive.

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