When Feng Qing left the Yaowang Valley, the entire Yaowang Valley was at the critical moment of reconstruction and was more of a wasteland.

Now several months have passed, and the progress of the reconstruction of Yaowang Valley has been visible to the naked eye.

Feng Qing and Qin Mufeng stepped out of the main hall. The first thing they saw was the Medicine King Mansion, which had been expanded, with green leaves everywhere, and the spiritual herbs that could be seen everywhere were full of vitality.

I picked a leaf of a third-grade spiritual herb and sniffed it on the tip of my nose.

"The spiritual power is thin, and the growth of these spiritual herbs is still a little worse."

Qin Mufeng really didn't understand the spiritual herbs, so he naturally didn't say anything.

Feng Qing and Qin Mufeng walked out holding hands. The tribe members they met along the way were surprised when they saw Feng Qing and knelt down to salute.

It was obvious that Feng Qing came back this time and no one knew about it.

However, although Feng Qing is not in the valley, her status as the strongest person in the younger generation of Medicine King Valley will still not shake.

"Young Valley Master, are you back?"

"Young Valley Master, you have to stay for a little longer this time."

"Young Master of the Valley, it's a big deal for you to come back, and the valley must be celebrated."

Along the way, Feng Qing greeted his tribe members, but the smile on his face was never enough.

There are more and more young people in the valley nowadays, and Feng Qing is also very pleased with the vitality of reconstruction in the valley.

Feng Qing walked while looking at the layout in the valley.

Today's Yaowang Valley is more like a villa. The center of the flattened mountain is Yaowang Mansion, the Elders Mansion on the left and the martial arts arena on the right.

Adjacent to the martial arts are Yaoming Hall and Danxiang Hall.

The main entrance of Yaoming Hall is full of spiritual medicinal materials, and a elixir furnace is placed in front of Danxiang Hall.

Feng Qing passed by the martial arts arena and saw Feng Zhongwen hearing the movement. She was leading people to her and saluted Feng Qing from afar. Feng Qing waved her hand lightly, saying that she didn't want to disturb their practice.

As I walked down the mountain, a large area halfway up the mountain was surrounded by fences. The fences were covered with itchy vines, and ordinary people really dared not cross them.

Fengqing walked to the main entrance of Baicao Garden and saw the dilapidated wooden door. He had no choice but to bite his head.

"When I came up from the bottom of the mountain, the first thing I saw was the Baicao Garden, which can be regarded as a small storefront of the Medicine King Valley. Uncle San didn't know how to change a new door. When it was heard, he thought our Medicine King Valley was already so depressed.

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Qin Mufeng curled his lips and pinched Feng Qing's palm.

He could see that Feng Qing was in a good mood when she returned to Medicine King Valley, so he followed her.

These few complaints were all said with a smile on his face. How could he not hear Feng Qing's tone without any disgust.

Feng Qing was about to push open the door when a shout of surprise and a little unbelievable came from behind him.

"Master!"

The clear boy's voice made Feng Qing stunned for a moment. When he turned around, he saw a small figure running towards him with a book bag on his back.

It is Feng Zhiliang.

Feng Zhiliang was soaring, rushing towards Feng Qing like a little lion, and almost tripped on the road. When he ran to Feng Qing, Feng Zhiliang's little face was already red.

"Master, it's really you. Are you back?" Feng Zhiliang was full of surprise. After saying this, he finally remembered his disobedience just now, and quickly knelt down and saluted seriously.

After bowing to Feng Qing three times respectfully, Feng Zhiliang's excitement calmed down a little. He looked at Feng Qing's eyes but still didn't dare to move away, as if he was afraid that Feng Qing would continue to disappear.

Feng Qing let go of Qin Mufeng's hand and reached out to pat Feng Zhiliang's head: "Aliang seems to have grown a lot taller."

The little boy who used to be thin and small and almost had few taels of meat has now been fucked, and his height is actually above her shoulders, and he looks like a big boy.

Feng Zhiliang's face turned redder.

"Where is Aliang coming from?" I was also very happy to see his little apprentice Feng Qing.

"Return to Master, Aliang has just left the sect and came over quickly. Today, the second master said that he would teach Aliang to transplant fifth-grade Qinglong Ginseng!"

As he said that, Feng Zhiliang's face actually had a little pride on his face.

Feng Qing was also a little surprised.

"The Qinglong Ginseng is the most delicate fifth-grade spiritual medicinal material. I didn't expect that Aliang has been so valued by the second elder for so long. It's not bad, not bad."

Feng Qing herself is the first time to teach her disciples, so how could she have any good methods? But she felt sorry for Aliang who suffered too much before, and her teaching methods were mostly gentle and encouragement.

Feng Zhiliang scratched the back of his head embarrassedly: "Master, Aliang is actually very stupid. The second master said yesterday that Aliang was stupid and unaware of his ability."

"That's because your second master is strict with you. It's definitely not that he dislikes you."

If her third uncle really disliked someone, he would never say a word. How could he teach so sincerely?

"Let's go, you go open the door, let's go in together."

Feng Zhiliang nodded happily, turned around and opened the door, allowing Feng Qing and the others to go in.

Feng Qing and Qin Mufeng had just stepped into the Baicao Garden, and a roar full of energy came over: "Who dares to enter my Baicao Garden at will!"

The Qingyi Yaotongs who were taking care of the medicine field were all standing up one after another and looking towards Feng Qing.

Feng Qing didn't care, so he picked a pink flower and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it.

"Uncle San, your liver fire is so strong that you have to drink more herbal tea to reduce it."

"Feng Xiaowu, you pinch my spiritual flower as soon as you come! You are really angry!"

Hearing Feng Qing's voice, Feng Yu was not happy at all. He flashed a few times and came to Feng Qing, snatching the pink flower from Feng Qing's hand, feeling distressed at the spiritual herbs that were picked off by Feng Qing.

Not bad.

Feng Qing saw that Feng Yu had a lot more white hair on her temples, and obviously was worried about Baicaoyuan. She sighed silently in her heart, but she smiled on her face.

"Uncle San, seeing that you are more energetic, Xiao Wu doesn't have to worry about you anymore."

"If you have time to worry about me, why don't you worry about your father?" Feng Yu said angrily. Seeing that the flower was really unable to re-glue, she threw the flower aside and stood up.

Feng Yu, who wanted to vent his anger at Feng Qing, was stunned when he saw Qin Mufeng, then looked at him for a while, and said to Feng Qing: "You girl are lucky. You can find someone with the best if you find a partner."

Feng Yu asked Qin Mufeng, "Boy, your realm has increased a little, right?"

Qin Mufeng's eyes moved, but he did not answer, and only gave a junior gift to Feng Yu: "Second Elder."

Qin Mufeng rarely salutes others, so it is rare to be able to do this.

Feng Yu didn't care about these secular etiquette people. Since we have to slowly accept the fact that Feng Xiaowu got married sooner or later, it would be better to keep your eyes open and see if the person Xiaowu chose passed.

Now Feng Yu looks at it and can't find any fault.

If this person can find fault, wouldn’t the younger generation of Feng’s family be enough?
Chapter completed!