Kissing the Mad Demon and Cultivating Immortals

"Why is Uncle Song dangerous?" Wen Fan asked with a frown, and he knew from Ye Hong's expression that this was definitely not a good thing.

"Hey, Uncle Song, he has a bad temper. He is very strict with the medicine boy under his opponent. He will scold or even beat people if he is wrong. Uncle Song also likes to drink. When he is confused, he will smash things and beat people regardless... Uncle Song, in the early stage of foundation establishment, he has very high mana, and he can kill half of you with just a finger. The medicine boys around him can't stay for a month at most, and some of them are injured and can't work anymore after staying for a few days. There is a saying that the spirit root They were all crippled, and there was another one with a crippled leg, who can no longer walk..." Ye Hong said with a sigh.

"...so serious?! Can I change the place?" Wen Fan's scalp tingled when he heard Ye Hong's words. People, leading to the loss of a single person in the outer garden, and using the outer disciples as fertilizer...

"No, our Master Peak attaches great importance to Uncle Song's affairs. If we don't go, it will be tantamount to being afraid. It will be tantamount to giving up everything about Baicao Peak. At the same time, we will also lose the qualification to become a pharmacist..."

"Being chased away by Uncle Song, other uncles will invite you. It is said that the longer you stay with Uncle Song, the more popular you will be when you come out... The premise is that you are not disabled and your cultivation is still there..."

Ye Hong said to Wen Fan.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Ye, for your suggestion!" Wen Fan cupped his hands to Ye Hong. Although Ye Hong always smiles less arrogantly, he is still a good boy...

"Be careful Senior Brother Xu. I heard that Uncle Song's medicine boy was injured and wanted to recruit new recruits. He is the one who recommended you and even praised you! You, be more careful! Now go pack your things, and I'll take you Send it to my uncle." Ye Hong whispered to Wen Fan in a dignified adult tone.

Wen Fan felt mixed feelings, Ye Hong waited here, he no longer hesitated to pack his things and followed Ye Hong to the inner garden.

"Uncle Song, there is no one there right now, you go to do everything... including washing and cooking for Uncle Song, tidying up the room, tidying up Uncle Song's own small medicine garden, cleaning the yard, pharmacy, etc... There is no time to take a bath! Unless someone comes again. Martial Uncle Song has the final say on the time of coming and going... There is a benefit that is not considered a benefit, that is, you can have your own residence in the inner garden. If you get Uncle Song’s consent, you can bring your younger brother... This should be said when Master Song is awake..."

"Uncle Song has planted some spiritual herbs in his garden. They are all very strange spiritual herbs. You have to be mentally prepared..."

Ye Hong said something to Wen Fan on the way.

Wen Fan listened carefully and was very grateful to Ye Hong.

The boundary between the inner garden and the outer garden of the Spiritual Medicine Garden is actually the boundary between the outer gate and the inner gate. The Spiritual Medicine Garden uses a special spirit-gathering array, so the spiritual energy is higher than the outer one. This is a gift from the sect for the Spiritual Medicine Garden. Welfare, its obligation is to provide some low-level pills in the door, as for the high-level ones, it is not free, but cheaper for people in the door.

After Wen Fan entered the inner garden, he could clearly feel the increase in the density of the spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy was absorbed into his body every time he breathed, which was several times higher than the density of the spiritual energy in the training room he rented with fifty Qi Gathering Pills.

The spiritual grass planted in the inner garden is also more abundant, and it looks beautiful in various colors.

"Okay, here it is, wait for me to report..." Ye Hong led Wen Fan to a garden surrounded by vines as tall as two people and said to Wen Fan.

"Is Uncle Song here? Ye Hong, the outer disciple, brought the new medicine boy of the uncle, can you come in?" Ye Hong raised his voice and clasped his hands and shouted inside.

There was no sound from inside, Ye Hong waited for a while, then shouted again, just as the words fell, a vine swung Ye Hong down like a tentacle, pushed him staggeringly, Wen Fan hurriedly supported Ye Hong.

"Noisy! Go if you should go, stay if you should!" A warm and hoarse voice came from the garden, as if he hadn't woken up, with a feeling of sleepiness and drowsiness.

"Go in and be careful, don't step on the spirit grass, and don't touch anything... I'll go first..." Ye Hong didn't expect to offend the person inside with a report, his face turned pale, and said to Wen Fan The voice hurried away.

The vines automatically parted to reveal a door waiting for Wen Fan to enter.

Wen Fan looked at the eerie place, paused for a moment, and went in anyway, because he couldn't avoid the disaster, so he bit the bullet and went in!

Wen Fan went through the door, a strange stench came over his face, and the buzzing of insects and flies reached his ears.

Wen Fan looked intently and saw all kinds of strange spiritual plants, as well as swarms of spirit insects flying around, as expected, Ye Hong said.

The colors of those spiritual plants are very strange, there are dark, blood-red flowers, purple-red, fluorescent yellow leaves, they look very strange, and the shapes are even more varied.

There is a clump of spiritual grass, like snakes, emerging from the ground. The red snake head and gray snake body are very lifelike, and they are still wriggling slightly. There is an opening on the top of the head, no eyes, and the scalp feels numb to those who look at it.

A tall spiritual tree with strong aura fluctuations, full of purple-red flowers, and densely packed small bugs on the stamens.

There is also a kind of spirit grass with pink and tender flowers, which looks normal and pleasing to the eye, but its flowers are one by one, catching flies and bugs that come flying, and seems to feed on those things.

The spiritual herbs in the outer garden, as well as the scene in the inner garden that I saw on the road before, are basically pleasing to the eye. I never expected to see such a scene that makes my skin crawl and makes me want to vomit, like a nightmare...

Wen Fan carefully walked towards the only small building in the middle, and suddenly heard a suppressed roar, followed by the sound of thunder and bang, the door of the small building surrounded by vegetation was opened, and he staggered from inside. A tall man in a gray robe came out, disheveled, disheveled, bearded, a little thin, and looked like a tramp.

Uncle Song is the only person in this garden, so this person should be, Wen Fan took a look and recognized this person, he was the one who scolded him stupid last time, and also saw that he was at the third level of Qi Gathering, this made Wen Fan feel a little bit It's better, after all, this person helped him at the beginning, reminding him that he can use other methods to pull weeds. Wen Fan just felt a little better about this, and he was stunned.

I saw that Uncle Song came out and rolled onto the ground without standing still, rolled around and staggered to his feet, staggered to the side of a spiritual grass covered with wriggling worms, uprooted the spiritual grass, He directly raised his head and ate those worms into his stomach, as if he was extremely hungry, and couldn't wait to devour them, the dark purple juice flowed out from the corner of his mouth...

Wen Fan quickly moved his eyes away, fearing that he would spit it out after taking one more look, this Uncle Song's taste is too strong...

"Who's the name? What's the matter here?" Uncle Song asked Wen Fan in a hoarse voice after he finished eating the spirit grass and lay on the ground panting.

"I met Uncle Song. His disciple's surname is Wen, and his name is Fan! He is a new medicine boy assigned to Uncle Song, waiting for Uncle Song to dispatch him!" Wen Fan responded and bowed and clasped his hands to report to Uncle Song.

"The aptitude is too bad! The cultivation base is too low, you just go!" Wen Fan was waiting for Master Song to speak, but finally heard this sentence.

"??" Wen Fan's face was full of question marks, so let him go?this……

Well, let's go, he doesn't want to stay, Wen Fan saluted Song Shishu and said, "Song Shishu, goodbye!"

Wen Fan walked back, halfway there was embarrassed, there is no door in this place!They were all blocked by vines, so tightly sealed that they couldn't get out at all. The door that came in just now has been closed again and disappeared! !

"Uncle Song, please help me open the door!" Wen Fan had no choice but to turn to Uncle Song and said.

"I'm tired, I'm going to sleep." Uncle Song sat up a little and said with his eyes open at 01:30. Because the straps of the wide robe were loosened, his pale chest was exposed, and his bones were visible.

"Uncle Song, there is no door here, how can I go out? Please ask Uncle Song to direct the vine to open the door for the disciple." Wen Fan said while being choked by Uncle Song.

"The vines here can be stimulated by wood aura, or can be directed by wood aura. You can go out by yourself..." Uncle Song said lazily, stood up, and wobbled into the room.

"..." The corner of Wen Fan's mouth twitched, that Uncle Song had already entered the room.

Wen Fan held his breath, and went back to the vines to feel it. These vines don't know what kind of plants they are. The aura fluctuations are no less than the previous upgraded version of Qingmaiguo. They are quite large and have strong vitality.

Wen Fan tried to touch it with his spiritual sense, and the vines on that piece began to squirm, one of them was like a snake, tentatively approaching Wen Fan, Wen Fan took a step back, and it slammed forward and caught it. Wen Fan's arm wanted to pull Wen Fan over, but the slippery and sticky feeling made Wen Fan startled, he broke free and stepped back.

Wen Fan backed away, the vines seemed to know that he was afraid, several of them came towards him, Wen Fan broke out in cold sweat, he felt that the vines wanted him to be the rhythm of fertilizer, and wanted to catch him and suck him up...

Wen Fan lost his composure for a moment, and was entangled by several vines, pulling them into the pile of vines, his body was strangled in pain, like a snake entangled around his body.

calm down!Wen Fan bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself to calm down. He had to make a heroic sacrifice here for no apparent reason. Wang Wang and Doudou were still waiting for him in the training room!

Wen Fan thought of Uncle Song’s reminder to use wood aura to command, and tried to use the method of controlling qi to find the wood aura in the air and concentrate it. These vines seemed to be more sensitive to wood aura, and there was a little more wood aura in the area where Wen Fan concentrated , these vines concentrated there to compete for wood aura.

Wen Fan suddenly understood the key point. The so-called wood aura directs it like this. If no one interferes, the air density is uniform and the wood aura is evenly distributed, the vines have nothing to grab. If there is a difference, they will grab it. That's a lot.

Wen Fan has aura fluctuations on his body. He used the breath restraining technique to the extreme so that he lost the aura fluctuations. The vines that wrapped around him gradually loosened. Wen Fan began to slowly control the wood aura to wander, and those vines followed the movement of the wood aura. Wandering and wriggling.

Because there are too many vines, although Wen Fan's Qi control method is stronger than that of disciples of the same level, it is still not enough. Sometimes he will mislead him to his side, and all the vines will fly on him...

After tossing and tossing for a long time, Wen Fan gradually felt the pattern, but he became dizzy and dizzy. After recovering from meditation for a while, he continued.

When it was getting dark, Wen Fan finally let those vines give way to a small hole, Wen Fan couldn't care less, ran to the entrance of the hole, and quickly got out, away from the vines.

"Since you can go out by yourself, I'll leave you alone. Come tomorrow, Maoshi." Wen Fan was about to slip away with a sigh of relief, when a low and hoarse voice suddenly sounded in his ear, as if saying that Wen Fan was lucky and reluctant Like accepting him, Wen Fan almost choked to death with his own breath.

"..." Wen Fan looked at the squirming vines and was speechless, feeling like he had fallen into the trap of Master Song. He went out to leave this place, not to stay here!

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