Chapter 72 Meeting the Poison Valley Disciples Again

Although Yang Fan's movements were simple and even a bit boring, everyone still watched carefully and meticulously.

Yang Fan said without raising his head: "Go and cut a piece of meat."

Cheng Song took the order and left. When he walked out of the door, Yang Fan's voice came from behind again, "Remember to sprinkle some salt, otherwise it won't taste good."

Cheng Song almost fell down.

After a while, Yang Fan looked at the pork belly that Cheng Song had taken, nodded, placed it on the medicine cauldron and started to light the fire seriously, only looking up from time to time to check the quality of the pork belly.

Everyone understood that this was to estimate the temperature in the medicine cauldron based on the doneness of the pork belly. Bian Dan nodded and learned another trick.

It wasn't until Cheng Qing brought the food box that everyone noticed that everyone was so focused on the elixir that they didn't even notice that it was noon.

At this moment, Yang Fan stood up and poured a jar of water on the fire. He heard a "hissing" sound and a burst of smoke rose from under the medicine cauldron.

When the fire is extinguished, the medicine is ready.

Everyone didn't even bother to eat the food at hand, put it aside, and all looked at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan stood up, patted the dust, wiped the sweat from his face, and immediately turned into a cat face. Yang Fan picked up the pork belly on the medicine cauldron, put it directly into his mouth, and praised: "It tastes pretty good."

Cheng Song exclaimed: "I'm so worried, you should hurry up and start testing the elixir. The powerful woman has given birth to a child, but you are still lingering and not taking action."

Cheng Qing glared at his brother from the side, but Cheng Song didn't know yet.

Yang Fan said: "I'm in a hurry, don't you know something bad will happen if you start early?"

Cheng Song looked at Bian Dan, who nodded and said, "It's easier to crack the pill if you drive faster."

Yang Fan smiled and said: "Eat the rice as soon as it is cooked. How can it be fragrant after simmering for a while? This is common sense."

Everyone said "Oh" and greatly admired his preaching metaphor that simplified the complex.

Everyone had no choice but to look at the medicine cauldron and pick up the food in the food box. Like the husband waiting outside the delivery room, his expression was calm and composed, but his heart was extremely anxious. So he ate absent-mindedly, and the food he ate was even more incomprehensible.

Yang Fan looked calm and calm, but he was actually very uneasy in his heart.

Yang Fan held the lid with both hands, opened his lips slightly, and suddenly turned the lid of the tripod. The huge pressure caused the lid to fly away.

The five brown pellets in the medicine cauldron were lying in the cauldron, steaming hot, and looking dignified.

Yang Fan quickly took out one and handed it to Bian Dan. Bian Dan had risen to the top of the second-rate pill since he last took it, and it was perfect for him to verify the efficacy of the medicine at this time.

Although taking medicine continuously without consolidating one's realm will harm future cultivation, but will it make Bian Dan fight? This is not a master who likes cultivation and is good at cultivation. Just let him see a doctor.

Bian Dan didn't say anything and just stuffed it into his mouth.

Over the years, Bian Dan has given him all kinds of medicines, but this is the most exciting one.

Once this elixir is completed, it will not only improve one's realm, but also the destiny of the country.

Cheng Song: "How is it? How do you feel?"

Bian Dan closed his eyes and didn't answer. He immediately crossed his legs on the ground and meditated quietly.

Only then did I realize that the time to break through had arrived. Everyone did not dare to show off their anger, for fear that the noise would affect Biandan's breakthrough and attract inner demons. All previous efforts would be wasted. It was just a waste of time. Biandan's future state would inevitably be difficult.

It makes people sad.

Half a moment later, Bian Dan's chest swelled and he let out a long breath.

Looking around with bright eyes, Bian Dan smiled and said: "We have been promoted to the first class. We succeeded."

Yang Fan smiled and said: "Qingqing! You are really my goddess of luck! Every time you appear, I get good luck." After saying that, he kissed Cheng Qing on the mouth.

Unable to control herself, she hugged Bian Dan and then Qi Fan, dancing and singing.

He opened his arms to hug Cheng Song, but suddenly remembered that this was his brother-in-law, so he timidly lowered his arms. Hehe, in front of relatives, especially elders, people tend not to let go of themselves.

Cheng Song didn't notice those details. He hugged Yang Fan and tightened tightly, as if he couldn't show his affection without using force.

Yang Fan apologized with an "ouch": "Brother! Be gentle, I'm injured. You almost squeezed out the food I had twelve hours ago."

Cheng Song giggled and said: "Actually, you are the lucky god of our Cheng Jinmen. Since you appeared, my sister has calmed down. Masters have come to visit, and one after another has been promoted to the first level, looking prosperous and full of vigor.

Such a scene."

Yang Fan said: "It's okay for me to be a male god for a while, but there is no need to talk about the lucky male god. You can accept the rest of the elixir. My pharmaceutical experience is more valuable than getting this elixir."

When the rough man was also embarrassed, Cheng Song rubbed his head and wanted to answer but was too embarrassed to do so.

Just then, the alarm bell rang again.

Trouble comes and troubles people.

Yang Fan stuffed the elixir into Cheng Song's hand without looking at the others, and took the lead in facing the difficulty to find the root cause and solve the problem.

The cause of this disaster is just a man, a... wild man sitting at the gate of Cheng Jinzhai.

The man's face was pale, his eyes were sunken, his hair was weird and shocking, and there was a faint scorpion crawling on it.

With his painted hands hanging down and his head, he sat casually on the big stone and looked towards the direction of the village.

The big boulder, which was flat on one side, suddenly appeared in the middle of the road. You don't have to guess that this man with a weak kidney must have moved it here because he felt he was weak and his buttocks were heavy.

Cheng Songgong cupped his hands and said, "Don't you know the hero's surname?"

"Poison Valley! Jiang Ningzi." His expression was lazy, but his voice was clear and could be heard.

Cheng Song and others took a deep breath. No wonder a first-rate mid-level expert frightened these subordinates to sound the alarm. They were not making a fuss out of a molehill, but being cautious.

Cheng Song looked at Yang Fan and signaled him to make the decision.

Yang Fan smiled and asked the visitor: "We had no grudges in the past and have no grudges today. I wonder why Master Jiang blocked my door?"

Jiang Ningzi said honestly: "For money."

Did you see that only those with a reputation for evil would dare to be unscrupulous? For others, even those in the special realm would not dare to be arrogant and domineering. People in Poison Valley not only dare to say it, but also dare to do it. You know that he can't beat you, but can you?

Dare to fight?

Jiang Ningzi took a branch and drew a path on the ground, and said calmly: "If you step out of this circle, you will be poisoned and die within five steps."

This is to draw the ground as a prison and wish you a long sleep.

Cheng Song: "Can you tell me who hired you to kill us?"

Jiang Ningzi stretched out two fingers and shook it, and said: "First of all, I can't tell you buyers, this is the rule; secondly, they didn't hire me to kill you, they just hired me to block you. Of course you have to come out to seek death.

Then it’s not my fault. I’d like to state in advance that as long as your price is high, I can not only tell you the financial backers behind the scenes, but it’s also non-negotiable to help you block the gates of other people’s villages. Once you have the money, you can leave without deception.”

Sure enough...there are principles.

Cheng Song: "Then I don't know how much money we need to buy you an answer? I don't know how much money we need to hire you to do things."

Jiang Ningzi stretched out two fingers again.

Cheng Song smiled and said: "Two thousand taels, easy to negotiate."

Jiang Ningzi smiled and said: "Two thousand taels, have you sent the beggar away?"

Cheng Song: "We can't come up with twenty thousand taels."

Jiang Ningzi laughed angrily, "What are you thinking about? What I want is 200,000 taels."

Everyone was stunned, even Yang Fan was not immune. Is it possible to make money by being a bad guy?

Yang Fan patted Cheng Song on the shoulder and stepped out of the crowd.

"Daxia Jiang has a special liking for 'two'."

Jiang Ningzi glanced sideways.

Yang Fan smiled and said: "I wonder if Jiang Daxia knows Han Chengzi."

"What if we know each other? What if we don't know each other?"

Yang Fan said: "To be honest, among you Dugu disciples, there are some close friends of mine."

Jiang Ningzi sneered and said: "It's a joke, we in Poison Valley pursue the killing of the weak and the strong, and we don't even have any friendship with the sect. How can we have too many friendships with people in the Jianghu and be sworn friends? I'm afraid it's not the friendship that Wu Ni ordered me to do.

?”

Yes, another idiom was played badly. Yang Fan smiled and said: "You don't know something about this. People have feelings, and to have feelings, you need friends. Aren't you lonely in the dead of night? When you are hurt alone

Don’t you want someone to take care of you? Your fellow sects don’t advocate loving each other. That’s the culture cultivated by the sect, but it doesn’t mean that the people in it have no feelings, don’t you think so?”

Jiang Ningzi sneered and said: "The more emotional you are, the sooner and more miserably you die. I guess my senior brother named Han Chengzi is already dead now, right?"

Yang Fan thought to himself: "Okay! You can't rely on your words to build relationships and deceive people." He replied: "Dr. Jiang is really wise and powerful, and he can predict things like a god. Senior Brother Han is indeed dead."

Jiang Ningzi narrowed his eyes and asked coldly: "Who killed him?"

Yang Fan: "Why are you asking?"

Jiang Ningzi: "Of course it's revenge."

Yang Fan asked curiously: "Since the friendship between your fellow disciples is so weak and you even kill each other, why would you avenge your fellow disciples?"

Jiang Ningzi sneered and said: "This is the rule of the sect. It is our own business to fight among ourselves. Even if we are unfortunately poisoned by our own people and die, it will only mean that our skills are inferior to others. However, if outsiders kill us from Poison Valley,

, we must take revenge. If one of us is killed, two of us will come; if two of us are killed, a group will come; if the small one cannot do it, the big one will come out; if the big one cannot do it, the old one will come out."
To be continued...