"I was really great before." Yao Yi said, and then said in a low tone: "But three years have passed, I have been regressing every day, my soul sea is drying up, my intuition and perception of herbal medicine are regressing, Yao Mofan's alchemy cultivation is

It is increasing sharply every day..."

"It's only been three years. It's normal for an alchemist to make no progress. Don't think of Yao Mofan in such a scary way, as it will constrain you." Lin Fan was talking about a fact.

Strictly speaking, the journey to alchemy is more difficult than cultivating the Tao.

If you want to improve your combat power, you only need to obtain higher-level martial arts or secret techniques than before.

However, if you don't have the guidance of a famous teacher on the way to alchemy, or if you are born with an understanding that is beyond ordinary people, it will be difficult to take a step forward.

The medicinal skills were silent, and Lin Fan said: "I have removed the toxins from your soul sea, and now you can refine elixirs. You first use your current ability to refine an elixir, so that I can think about how to improve you.

"

Yao Yi's eyes lit up, and then he smiled miserably: "The soul power I have left at this time is simply not enough to support a single alchemy refining."

Lin Fan frowned.

He had just come back and had not yet explored this medicinal technique. He did not expect it to be so serious.

"Then let's make your soul stronger first." Lin Fan said. He thought about the "Mystical Book of Medicine" in his mind and searched out all the pills that could help increase the power of the soul. Of course, discarding those would have a big impact.

From the various side effects, three types were finally selected, which are most suitable for the current medicinal situation.

Refining these elixirs is also very simple for him. Fortunately, the herb collection in the talisman ring is enough to refine them.

Lin Fan's medicinal art has set a week for swallowing the elixir, which is already the shortest time. This is because he is assisting the medicinal art in digesting the power of the medicine. If he does not help, the medicinal art may not be fully absorbed in a year.

The medicinal power of three kinds of elixirs.

After all, the elixirs Lin Fan refined at this time were all at the Danyun level.

One week later.

"This is some kind of method of tempering the soul, which can benefit you throughout your life." Lin Fan pointed at the eyebrows of Yao Yi. This is actually a mysterious method recorded in the "Mystical Code of Medicine".

The reason why his soul power is so powerful that it far exceeds his current state, this method has made a great contribution; it can even be said to be the foundation.

"ah……"

Yao Yi suddenly let out a scream, his face turned pale, and his eyes were full of fear.

Lin Fan smiled, remembering that when he first came into contact with this method, it seemed that it was not much better than this medicinal technique.

"It's so terrifying. I feel like my soul has been split into tens of thousands of pieces, and each piece is being crushed by heaven and earth." Yao Yi spoke, Lin Fan nodded empathetically, but then said: "This should be the best method in the world.

, hold on, get through it, overcome the fear in your heart, and you will gain a lot."

At this time, among the Yao Clan.

"Father."

Yao Mofan changed his past arrogant and domineering appearance and became very well-behaved, looking at a middle-aged man with an air of dignity.

"I heard that you often humiliate that beggar recently?" The middle-aged man glanced at Yao Mofan.

Yao Mofan said nothing.

"Why do you bother with him? He will die in less than three months." The middle-aged man sighed.

He is Yao Mofan's father Yao Hongda.

"Father taught you that." Yao Mofan was too respectful.

"Go ahead and practice your alchemy skills during this period. I want you to shine in three months." Yao Hongda said, "When the time comes, I will invite strong people from all over, even those from other star regions."

People will come to watch, don’t embarrass me.”

"Don't worry, father, it's just a piece of trash."

Yao Mofan showed a confident smile.

"I heard that that waste has become a disciple? Do you know who his master is?" Yao Hongda asked, then shook his head and said: "Forget it, there is no need to ask, master? Haha... It's ridiculous. Among these three thousand realms, there are

Who dares to mention the word Dan in front of my Medicine Clan? It’s just a joke.”

In fact, Lin Fan discovered that the city where Little Beggar's Medicine Art was located was far away from the main home of the Medicine Clan, almost a million miles away.

It's just that Yao Mofan especially likes to play tricks on the medicinal arts that he could only look up to in the past, so he often lingers in that city.

After leaving Yao Hongda's room, Yao Mofan found a strong Saint King and said with cold eyes: "Go and investigate what that damn bastard is doing with that little waste recently."

The Holy King took the order and left.

Yao Mofan caressed his chest and ribs.

Even now, he still feels severe pain in his chest and ribs, as if the broken bone has not yet healed.

If he hadn't prevented his subordinates from reporting the crime and deceived his father Yao Hongda, he was sure that the bastard who dared to hurt him would have died hundreds of times.

"I will let you die without a burial place!"

He spoke sadly.

In the evening, the sage he sent came back and reported to Yao Mofan that Lin Fan and Yao Yi had not done anything at all and seemed to be teaching Yao Yi to meditate.

This sentence caused a group of people to laugh.

In fact, Lin Fan was using his soul power, which had almost reached the level of domination, to suppress the medicinal arts and cooperate with the methods in the "Mysterious Medicinal Code" to refine the soul of the medicinal arts.

One month later.

Beside the deep pool in the valley.

Yao Yi stood at the edge of the deep pool. Between his brows, a wave of soul power turned into a blade and slashed out, cutting a ten-foot gully into the carbon water of the deep pool.

"Thank you, Master."

Yao Yi turned around and knelt down to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan's scalp went numb and he quickly retreated, not daring to accept this gift.

The most important thing is that what he got was originally from the medicine family, and this medicine skill was strictly speaking his elders.

There is no other way. If Meng Meng marries him, then Meng Meng's elders will naturally be his elders.

"I've told you hundreds of times that you can't call me Master." Lin Fan said dissatisfied.

Yao Yi smiled: "No matter what you say, you are my master of medicine."

The medicinal arts kowtowed.

Lin Fan's scalp suddenly became numb!

He suddenly thought of a very serious question.

When he and Yao Nong went to the Yao Clan's ancestral ritual, he saw a scroll on the left side of the medicine art.

But this picture scroll is extremely strange. It only outlines a rough human shape with a faint golden light, and where the face should belong, there is a dragon entrenched.

At that time, he asked out of curiosity who the person being enshrined was.

Yao Nong had an enigmatic look on his face at that time. What he said was that this person was the most crucial figure in the Yao Clan's ability to dominate the alchemy path of all realms again in ancient times.

When he asked who this person was, Yao Nong smiled bitterly. He said that in the records of the Yao clan, there was only the existence of this person, but there was no information about his name or what he looked like.

Record!

"I'm sorry!" Lin Fan realized later: "So that person is me?"

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He originally thought that he was such a big shot. He even guessed in his heart that the person who could make the Yao Clan rejuvenate and dominate the world of alchemy, no matter how bad, was a god.
Chapter completed!