"Did my actions at this time affect future generations?" Lin Fan whispered.

He was extremely convinced that the person in the scroll enshrined in the Medicine Clan was him.

Lin Fan's scalp was numb. The Shroud had warned him more than once that any action he took at this time might affect the future forever, and it might even involve him.

Now we have some kind of righteousness.

"That's not right either!"

Lin Fan rejected himself again.

If his actions at this time affected later generations, so that the scroll was enshrined in the ancestral temple of the Yao Clan, then why did he pass on the Dharma in various historical fragments and did not 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 it was not something he could understand at this time.

"Master."

Yao Yi spoke again, awakening Lin Fan from his hazy thoughts. 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 warned.

Yao Yi nodded, tried several times, and stammered for a long time, and finally managed to call Lin Fan's name fluently.

"You don't have much time, you can start refining elixirs." Lin Fan said, temporarily getting rid of unnecessary thoughts: "I will teach you a tempering method, a method of condensing elixirs, and a method of pregnant elixirs; time

Urgency; no time to teach you more.”

Yao Yi listened quietly without any unnecessary questions.

"Also, from now on until the alchemy battle, you only need to refine one elixir."

This was Lin Fan's conclusion after thinking about it.

With less than three months left, there was no extra time for him to teach in detail, so he could only improve this medicinal skill in a short period of time in an almost cramming way.

After that, Lin Fan never worried about this medicinal skill at all.

It should be noted that there is an entire "Mystical Medicine Codex" in the Yao Clan waiting for Yao Yi to read and learn. Perhaps, the "Mystic Medicine Codex" in the Yao Clan will not be as meticulous as the inheritance he received.

, but it is enough to study medicine for a lifetime.

Lin Fan planned to spend ten days teaching the medicinal arts of Soul Tempering, Divine Condensation, and Dao Pregnancy, and in the remaining time, he would use these medicinal arts to refine the Soul-Residing Pill.

The grade of this elixir is not high, but it is not low either. If you only listen to its grade, many people will sneer at it.

However, the effectiveness of this elixir is incredible. It can hide a ray of soul of the cultivator. If the cultivator dies tragically, he can be resurrected with the remaining soul left behind.

This is also an elixir recorded in the "Mysterious Medicinal Code", and not many people in the world know about it.

At the beginning of the special training, Lin Fan was a strict master and could not show any soft-heartedness. The ten days were strictly divided. At each moment, everything that needed to be practiced in this medicine was assigned. If there was any laxity in the medicine,

Waiting for the medicinal arts is absolutely torture.

At this time, the Yao Mofan of the Yao Clan was also practicing hard, but it was definitely not a temporary fix, it should be said that he was reviewing what he had learned before.

"Uncle, I can't wait. I desperately hope that Dan Dou will arrive soon."

Yaomo Fanjiang had just refined the elixir, which was still warm, and was playing with it in his hand. There was an incomplete elixir cloud shining on it.

"Haha, don't worry. I have taught you with my own hands. You will never fail. Looking around the Three Thousand Realms, you are the number one in the alchemy world."

There was an old man with white hair and a smile, his eyes were proud and he was stroking his beard.

"My grandson naturally believes in my uncle's alchemy skills." Yao Mofan bent down and bowed: "I also ask my uncle to cheer for my grandson on the day of the alchemy battle."

"Don't worry, I will go. I really want to see who is the master who taught that useless person, who dares to speak such arrogant words."

The old man smiled coldly.

In the valley where Lin Fan lived, there were many people coming during this period, most of them with malicious intentions. They came to peek with various purposes, but they found nothing. They were covered by Lin Fan's golden power grid, even if they were

It is useless for people who dominate this level to come here.

And Lin Fan already knew that there was no one of Linshen's level on the entire Medicine Star, and there were only a few Linshens in the Three Thousand Realms.

Of course, Lin Fan will occasionally let outside peepers get some 'news'

For example, certain medicinal residues or failed medicinal refining products would be thrown out, allowing a group of people to find a treasure, and even lead to many battles in order to obtain these residues.

This can make the medicine artist enjoy the hardships. Whenever someone fights over the defective products he refines, he will laugh.

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

"I know, they are using these things to claim credit." Yao Yi laughed.

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

Yao Yi thought for a moment and said: "In order to paralyze Yao Mofan, let him mistakenly think that I have not made any progress and let him relax his vigilance."

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

Yao Yi's eyes showed thoughts, and then he nodded solemnly.

"There are still fifteen days left. I need you to refine at least fifteen Danyun-level soul-residing pills." Lin Fan said: "I need you to be able to make the most perfect movements with muscle memory even if you don't pay attention.

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Yes, Lin Fan was already convinced that medicinal arts could win the alchemy battle.

No matter how you look at it, Yao Mofan cannot refine elixirs at the level of Danyun. Even if Lin Fan is not meticulous, if there is any mistake in the process of refining elixirs, Lin Fan will whip him with a lightning whip.

He had bruises all over his body and was forced to develop his medicinal skills through methods that were close to torture. It was impossible for him to make such progress.

But what about Yao Mofan?

As the designated successor of the Yao Clan, who dares to let him suffer like this?

Yao Yi began to refine elixirs; within thirteen days, he refined a total of seventeen elixir cloud-level soul-residing elixirs, and one of them was even a two-level elixir cloud elixir.

"I won't practice anymore. I heard that the main city is very lively now. Many big things from other galaxies are coming. I will take you to play." Lin Fan smiled.

He also understands the principle of combining work and rest.

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

That was the concept that Lin Fan instilled in him. There is no need to argue with an idiot, as that will classify you into another level.

You only need to prove yourself with the most brilliant results in the final result. At that time, everyone will be severely slapped in the face and bruised by the brilliant results.

The main city is indeed very lively, and big things from the big world adjacent to Medicine Star come to watch this alchemy fight.
Chapter completed!