Yao Peng was startled. He had heard his master make painful sounds several times recently.
"I'm fine. You go out and wait. I want to rest for a while!"
"Yes, call me if you need something!"
Although Yao Peng wanted to enter the cave to have a look, he did not dare to disobey Hong Xinzi's order, so he had to retreat.
"Bang!"
As soon as Yao Peng walked out of the cave, he heard a muffled sound coming from inside.
Behind the stone wall, Hong Xinzi, who was wrapped in a black cloak, had a ferocious face, his eyes were bulging, and his whole body was trembling. He looked very painful.
He made a finger and thickened the formation outside the cave, making it impossible for the sound inside the cave to be transmitted out.
"ah!"
After Hong Xinzi finished all this, he fell to the ground with a plop and let out a shrill scream as if he had collapsed.
"Old ghost, why are you still unwilling?"
Hong Xinzi climbed up from the ground with difficulty, held his head in his hands, and flew into the stone wall.
"Bang!"
There was a violent noise in the cave. Although the sound could not be transmitted out, the entire cave shook.
"Is Master practicing a special technique?"
Outside the cave, Yao Peng, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, opened his eyes with a surprised look on his face.
"Bang!"
The tremors became stronger and stronger, and Yao Peng couldn't help but retreat a little further.
The black clothes covering Hong Xinzi's body in the cave were torn to pieces, revealing his old and pale skin without any blood color.
His empty eyes seemed to have no soul and no life.
He was like a cold corpse, only his trembling and heavy breathing showed that he was still alive.
His exposed skin was stained with a lot of blood, some of which had dried, which was in sharp contrast to his pale skin.
There is also a dark scar between his eyebrows. It looks like it has been injured for a long time and has not gotten better.
Hong Xinzi was as skinny as a stick, and in his empty, emotionless eyes, there seemed to be a sense of struggle, and at the same time there was a hint of evil.
In short, Hong Xinzi looked extremely strange at this moment, like a living dead, with a gloomy feeling of indifference exuding from his whole body.
If Tang Fan were here, he would be able to see through his purple pupil divine eyes that there are many Yin Qi surrounding Hong Xinzi's body.
These Yin Qi can swallow up vitality and corrode the physical body. Under the corrosion of Yin Qi, one-third of his physical body has lost its vitality.
The source of these yin energy is Hong Xinzi's brain. Through the wound between the eyebrows, you can see a black vortex spinning there, seeming to be born and dying.
"Old ghost, why are you still torturing me?"
Hong Xinzi roared, picked up the only remaining red pill from the stone table in front of him, threw it into his mouth and bit it into pieces.
As the medicine took effect, blood appeared on Hong Xinzi's pale skin, and his whole body seemed to be bathed in blood.
His expression became even more painful, and his eyes almost popped out.
As the power of the medicine flowed into the brain along the meridians, it turned into red threads and penetrated into the still rotating black vortex. The black vortex struggled for a while and gradually returned to stability.
Hong Xinzi finally breathed a sigh of relief, his expression calmed down, and he didn't look so painful anymore.
After Hong Xinzi breathed for a while, he picked up a large black robe and covered himself, and said to the outside world: "Tomorrow afternoon, bring all the guests I invited into the alchemy workshop, and clear away the idlers. I want to talk to them.
Discuss the art of medical elixir!"
"Honor your orders!"
Yao Peng cupped his fists and bowed, and asked: "Master, are you... okay?"
"It's okay, I just felt a little uncomfortable. These days of practice have hurt my body."
"Please pay attention to your health!"
Yao Peng slowly left this place, sighing in his heart.
He knew that as the sect leader of Fox Peak, Master was under tremendous pressure.
The first is the competition among the elders within Fox Peak, and the second is the competition among the sect leaders of other peaks.
Everyone is practicing hard, and no one wants to be surpassed by others. All this stems from the perverted and impersonal competition of the Five Inner Sect.
In the past fifty years, except for the two sect masters Hu Feng and Bai Feng, there has been no change of people, and the other peaks have already changed people.
"There is no more medicine, and I don't have much time left. I can't help but give it a try. Then Ye Tang, maybe he really has some skills!"
In the cave, Hong Xinzi glanced at the empty stone case in front of him and slapped it with his palm, smashing the stone case into pieces.
"Old ghost, why are you torturing each other?"
Hongxinzi looked up to the sky and sighed, his expression under the black robe was full of helplessness and unwillingness.
After dawn, Tang Fan walked out of the cave, and the dilapidated courtyard was indeed repaired.
The red fox stood respectfully outside the cave, holding some strangely colored wild fruits in his hands.
"Mr. Ye, this is Yuanhong Fruit, a specialty of our Five Immortals Sect. This fruit not only tastes great, but also has medicinal effects and can replenish true energy."
Tang Fan picked it up and tasted one, nodded and said: "It's indeed good. It seems that there are indeed some treasures in this vast mountain. By the way, how many Yuanhong fruits are there?"
Red Fox smiled and said: "There are only three fruit trees in our Five Immortals Sect, which are extremely precious. Only the elders and direct disciples are eligible to enjoy them. These were sent by Senior Brother Yao just now."
"This Yao Peng is still very good at getting things done!"
Tang Fan took out two Yuanhong Fruits, handed them to Red Fox and said, "I'll reward you!"
"Thank you Mr. Ye!"
Red Fox happily accepted it, looked around, and whispered: "Just now, Senior Brother Yao returned the Purple Spirit Pill to me again..."
Tang Fan already knew that Yao Peng was coming and asked, "Does he have anything else to do?"
Red Fox said: "He asked me to tell Mr. Ye that in the afternoon, our sect master will discuss the art of medical elixir with you in the alchemy workshop. I hope you will be prepared."
Tang Fan snorted coldly and asked, "I'm afraid it's not just me, right?"
Red Fox looked startled and said, "Yes, our sect leader also invited other doctors and alchemists."
"Xiao Lei didn't come back?"
The red fox shook his head.
Tang Fan was a little worried when he thought of the unconventional personality of the Thunder Beast.
But when I thought about what those three spiritual beasts were capable of when they were combined, I stopped worrying and just let them be.
Tang Fan went to the hot spring to soak for a while, and then returned to the cave to practice.
In the afternoon, Red Fox informed Tang Fan outside the cave that the time had come.
Tang Fan was about to get up when he asked, "Isn't Yao Peng here?"
"I guess Senior Brother Yao is busy receiving guests over there and won't be able to come for a while. He asked me to take you to the alchemy workshop before."
"That's it, then I'll wait a little longer."
Tang Fan curled his lips but did not stand up.
The red fox was innocent after all. It didn't know what Tang Fan meant, so it could only wait outside obediently.
At this time, in the alchemy workshop, Yao Peng was chatting with other guests invited by Hong Xinzi.
Yao Peng looked around and found no trace of Tang Fan, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
At this time, an old man said with slight dissatisfaction: "I said, I'm almost full of the tea I've been waiting for, why doesn't your sect leader show up?"
Yao Peng laughed along with him, cupped his fists and bowed, and said: "Master Wang, wait a moment, there is another guest who has not arrived."
Master Wang said angrily: "This man is so good at putting on a show, he even asked us to wait for him. I wonder which sect he is a master of?"
Yao Peng could only say: "I don't know who this person is from, but he is just a young talent specially invited by my master..."
"Humph, this is really unreasonable! We old guys are either famous doctors who have been famous in Xinglin for decades, or we are alchemy masters from various sects, why are we still waiting for an unknown person?"
"Master Wang, I will rush you right away. Please wait a moment."
Yao Peng knew in his heart that Tang Fan must be putting on airs again.
A middle-aged monk said disdainfully: "Fellow Daoist Yao, why bother to invite you personally? Just arrange someone casually. A young man can be so arrogant. Who gave him the confidence? It's really funny!"
"Confidence is not given by others, but earned by oneself!"
Before Yao Peng could speak, a cold voice came from outside the alchemy workshop.