"Is my actions at this time affecting future generations?" Lin Fan whispered.

He was extremely convinced that he was the person who was worshipped in the Medicine Clan.

Lin Fan's scalp was numb, and the shroud had warned him more than once that any of his actions at this time could affect the eternal future, and even involve him.

Now I have got some kind of cauldron.

"This is not right!"

Lin Fan rejected himself again.

If his actions at this time influenced future generations, so that the scroll was enshrined in the ancestral temple of the Medicine Clan, then why did he pass on the Dharma in various historical fragments before appear in later generations?

Lin Fan thought hard for a long time, but this topic was too profound, involving time and space, cause and effect, etc. at least he could not understand it thoroughly at this time.

"Master."

Yao Yi spoke again, which made Lin Fan wake up from the confusion of thinking. His scalp was numb: "Remember, you can't call me Master again, otherwise I will really leave."

Yao Yi looked at Lin Fan: "Okay."

"Call me Lin Fan from now on." Lin Fan reminded.

Yao Yi nodded, tried several times, stuttered for a long time, and finally called Lin Fan's name smoothly.

"There is not much time, you can start to refine the alchemy." Lin Fan spoke, temporarily getting rid of unnecessary thoughts: "I will teach you a method of tempering, a method of condensing the alchemy and a method of pregnancy. Time is tight; there is no time to teach you more."

Yao Yi listened quietly, without any extra questions.

"Also, from now on, all the way to the pill dou, you only need to refine one pill."

This is Lin Fan's conclusion after thinking.

There was less than three months, and there was no extra time for him to teach in detail. He could only improve the medicine skills in a short period of time in a nearly cramming way.

As for afterwards, Lin Fan had never worried about this medicine.

It should be noted that there is a whole "Medical Mysterious Book" in the Medicine Clan waiting for the Medicine Art to read and learn. Perhaps, the "Medical Mysterious Book" in the Medicine Clan will not be as meticulous as the inheritance he has obtained, but it is enough to allow the Medicine Art to study for a lifetime.

Lin Fan plans to spend ten days teaching medicinal arts, soul tempering, divine condensation, and Taoist pregnancy. The rest of the time, let this medicine art refine the soul-sending pill.

This kind of elixir has a low grade, but it is not low either. If you only hear his grade, many people will sneer at it.

However, the effect of this pill is against the will of heaven and can hide a wisp of the soul of the cultivator. If the cultivator dies tragically, he can resurrect from the remaining souls left behind.

This is also the pill recorded in the "My Medicine Mystery Book", and few people in the world know about it.

At the beginning of the special training, Lin Fan was a strict teacher and could not have any slight slightestness. He strictly divided the ten days. At each moment, the medicine art needs to be practiced and everything is allocated. If the medicine art dares to relax, waiting for the medicine art will definitely be torture.

At this time, the Medicine Clan and the Medicine Demons were also practicing hard, but they were definitely not just cramming. They should be said to be reviewing what he once knew.

"Uncle, I can't wait, and I hope Dandou will arrive soon."

The Medicine Demon mortal had just refined it and was playing with the remaining elixir in his hand. There was an unfinished elixir shining on it.

"Haha, don't worry, you have taught me one by one and will never be defeated. Looking around the same age as the Three Thousand Worlds, you must be the best in the alchemy path."

There was an old man with crane hair smiling, his eyes were proud and he was stroking his beard.

"Uncle's alchemy skills are against the will of heaven, so my grandson naturally believed it." Yao Mofan bent down and bowed: "I would like to ask my grandson to cheer for him on the day of the alchemy."

"Don't worry, I will go there. I really want to see. The master who taught that was the useless man, who dared to speak wildly."

The old man smiled coldly.

During this period of time, many people came here, most of whom were malicious people who came to peek with various purposes, but they all got nothing and were covered by Lin Fan's golden power grid. Even people who dominate this level came to visit were useless.

Lin Fan already knew that there were no characters at the level of the God of the God on the entire Medicine Star. Among the three thousand realms, there were only a few God of the God of the God.

Of course, Lin Fan would occasionally let outsiders get some "information"

For example, some medicine residues or failed products made by medicine skills will be thrown out, making a group of people feel like they have gained treasures, and even triggered many battles in order to obtain these residues.

This can make medicine fun in pain. Whenever someone fights over the defective products he has refined, he will smile.

"Do you know why these people snatch these things?" Lin Fan looked at Yao Yi, who was sitting on the stone and smiling.

"I know, they are trying to take these things to make a contribution." Yao Yi laughed.

"Then do you know why I gave them these things?" Lin Fan asked again.

Yao Yi thought for a moment and said, "In order to paralyze Yao Mofan, he mistakenly thought that I had made no progress, so he relaxed his guard."

Lin Fan nodded: "I'm sure you can win the Dan Dou, but you have to know that you should never argue about how to cook before killing the geese. Do you understand this principle?"

Yao Yi's eyes showed thoughts, and then Zheng Keyou looked.

"There are fifteen days left, I need you to refine at least fifteen soul-sending pills at the level of pill clouds." Lin Fan said: "I need you to make the most perfect moves even if you don't care about it."

Yes, Lin Fan is already convinced that medicine can win in the alchemy battle.

No matter how you look at it, the Medicine Demons cannot refine pills at the level of the Danyun level. Even if Lin Fan had not been meticulous, any mistakes in the Medicine Art during the process of refining the elixir, Lin Fan would use a lightning whip to slap him, leaving traces of purple, and urging the Medicine Art to grow with almost torture means, he would not have made such progress.

But what about the Medicine Demon?

As the established heir to the Medicine Clan, who dares to let him suffer such suffering?

The medicine art began to refine pills; within thirteen days, he refined a total of seventeen soul-sending pills at the level of Danyun, and even one of them was the divine pill of two layers of Danyun.

"I won't practice anymore. I heard that the main city is very lively now, and many other galaxies are coming. I'll take you to play." Lin Fan smiled.

He also understands this principle when working and resting together.

The city was very lively. When Lin Fan and Yao Yi walked out of the valley, everyone's eyes were concentrated on them, but no matter what the eyes looked, Yao Yi no longer cared.

That was the idea that Lin Fan instilled in him. There was no need to argue with idiots. Which level would you classify as well.

It is enough to prove yourself with the most brilliant results in the final result. At that time, everyone will be slapped in the face and be beaten with the brilliant results.

The main city is indeed very lively. In the great world adjacent to Medicine Star, there are big things coming to watch this alchemy battle.
Chapter completed!