Urban ancient fairy doctor

Even though the matter of improving cultivation level came to an end, Situ Changkong said again: "Brother Ye, I hope you will reconsider the proposal I just made. Join our Xuanyuan Pavilion as the fourth elder and be responsible for the training of the Heavenly Weapon Plan."

Ye Bufan shook his head firmly and said: "We have just talked about it. My ambition is to be a little doctor. Treating diseases and saving talents is my lifelong pursuit. I might as well forget about joining Xuanyuan Pavilion."

Situ Changkong rubbed his hands and said, "Brother Ye, our Xuanyuan Pavilion is in urgent need of talents like you. As long as you agree to join, any conditions can be easily negotiated.

And no matter what the old man said, he helped you a favor just now, so you should give him some face, right? "

He has never been a person who takes credit, but now he has no choice. He is very optimistic about the young man in front of him, but the other party has no luck, so he can only use this matter as a bargaining chip.

Ye Bufan smiled and said: "Senior Situ, one yard is one yard. As a thank you for your help just now, I will give you two houses here. Do you think this is okay?"

"You kid, are you determined to reject my old man?"

Ye Bufan said: "It's your old man who has made things difficult for others."

Situ Changkong snorted and said to Sima Wei: "Girl, go get the box I brought."

Sima Wei didn't know what the old man wanted the box for at this time, but she still ran out obediently, and came in a moment later wearing a large wooden box.

This box is about one meter square, tightly bundled, and looks quite heavy.

Sima Wei said: "Grandpa Situ, what is so heavy in here?"

This wooden box is indeed extremely heavy. If her cultivation had not reached the level of Xuan-level Dzogchen, I would not even be able to lift it.

A sly smile appeared on Situ Changkong's face, he patted the box and said, "This is a big treasure, our Heavenly Weapon Plan depends on it."

Seeing that the old man attached so much importance to this box, he couldn't help but sweep his consciousness into it, and for a moment, he felt a turmoil in his heart.

Situ Changkong stretched out a finger and slashed, and the sharp sword energy instantly cut open the lid of the wooden box.

Curious, Sima Wei opened the lid and saw a bronze ancient tripod inside.

She reached out and took out the cauldron. The cauldron didn't look too big, but it was extremely heavy. It was covered with simple patterns and looked like bronze, but upon closer inspection, she couldn't tell what material it was made of.

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On the front of the medicine cauldron were engraved two extremely simple ancient characters. Although she did not recognize these two characters, she could feel the desolate ancient atmosphere.

Ye Bufan, who possesses spiritual consciousness, is naturally different from what others see. At this moment, the ancient tripod in his eyes exudes a faint medicinal fragrance and a spiritual energy that is as solid as substance.

This is not only a medicinal cauldron, but also a divine weapon. In his eyes, it is a priceless treasure.

He stretched out his hands and slowly stroked the delicate patterns of the medicine cauldron, and murmured, "This is the Medicine God cauldron."

Medicine God is exactly those two ancient characters, and it is also the name of this tripod.

Seeing his obsessed look, Situ Changkong became even more proud and said with a smile: "How about little brother Ye, isn't my baby good?"

He said this very skillfully, emphasizing the words "my treasure" to emphasize that this thing is mine.

Ye Bufan finally woke up from his obsession, looked at Situ Changkong and said, "Senior, please give me a price. How much will it cost to give me this tripod?"

"No money is required. As long as you join our Xuanyuan Pavilion, this tripod will be yours immediately."

Situ Changkong said with an old fox-like smile on his face. He seemed to have strangled the young man's life, knowing that he would definitely agree to half of it.

Ye Bufan sighed and couldn't help but sigh that ginger is still spicy when he is old.

The old man probably knew from Sima Wei that he wanted to search for the medicine cauldron, so he specially prepared such a big treasure, and he was completely prepared.

Moreover, the old man was also able to keep his composure. He first took out the President's Order, and then took out the Feihe Divine Needle as the medical fee, but he never exposed the Divine Medicine Cauldron, just to negotiate terms with him in the end.

To be one of the three elders of Xuanyuan Pavilion is indeed not simple-minded.

He wanted to refuse, but he couldn't bear to part with the medicine cauldron anyway, so he could only say helplessly: "You win."

Situ Changkong laughed: "That's right. It would be great to join Xuanyuan Pavilion. We will be a family from now on."

Only then did Sima Wei understand why the old man just said that the Heavenly Weapon Plan relied on it. It turned out to be the treasure that could hold Ye Bufan.

No wonder it was so mysterious on the way here that I didn't let myself see what was inside. Now I'm looking at it because I'm afraid of leaking the secret.

Ye Bufan took the Medicine God Cauldron in his hand and couldn't put it down and said: "Tell me, what exactly do you want to do with your Heavenly Weapon Plan, and what can I do?"

Situ Changkong looked serious and said

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He said: "We three old guys have been discussing this matter for a long time, and we had some ideas before this incident.

There are current undercurrents, and many countries are trying their best to improve the strength of their special departments. For example, Country M uses the method of mechanically modifying people, while the Great Country uses biochemical modification of people.

We have conducted careful research on these two methods for a long time, and finally determined that neither is suitable for us in China.

For us in China, whether it is mechanically modified humans or biochemically modified humans, there is a big gap in technology with the advanced Western countries.

Even if you follow this path, the effect will not be very good. You can only pick up the wisdom of others behind the scenes, which is completely stupid behavior that sacrifices your own strengths to take advantage of others. "

Sima Wei said: "Grandpa Situ, you are right. If we become biochemicals and mechanically modified humans, we will definitely not be able to compare with Western countries."

Situ Changkong said: "Technology is only one of the reasons. The two most important methods are completely against the laws of nature. They will never last long and will not achieve high achievements, so we in China disdain them."

Ye Bufan put down the Medicine God Cauldron in his hand and asked with interest: "So according to the senior's wishes, what method is Xuanyuan Pavilion going to take?"

“Of course it’s about playing to our own strengths.”

Situ Changkong said: "Martial arts is a treasure left by our Chinese ancestors. Although it has declined somewhat in recent years, it is not comparable to those in the West.

So the three of us old guys discussed and decided that the Heavenly Soldiers Plan is based on quickly improving the warriors' cultivation level and quickly establishing a super powerful special team through the use of exercises and elixirs, which are the Heavenly Soldiers that protect our China. "

Sima Wei said: "Grandpa Situ, this is a good idea."

“The method is the best, but it is very difficult to implement, otherwise it would not have been delayed until now.

Our Chinese Kung Fu is the best, but any set of skills requires ten or eight years of practice before you can achieve success. Pills that can quickly improve your cultivation are hard to find and can only be found in some secluded sects. "

Situ Changkong said: “After a period of exploration, we almost gave up on this plan because it was an impossible task.

Until Brother Ye suddenly appeared, we saw hope again. "

Seeing the way he looked at him, Ye Bufan's scalp felt numb, and he almost suspected that the old man had any special hobbies.