Chapter 31

"Ah!"

The ancient river screamed.

The sound spread to the nearby competition area.

Yang Yi took back his fist, sucked the cool air and kicked it away.

The disciple on duty was stunned for several seconds before he rushed onto the stage to see the injury of Guhe.

This routine test, we are basically friendly, even collusive in advance. Who could have thought that the final battle would be so tragic? It's too late to stop.

But this can't blame Yang Yi.

Anyone can see that the ancient river played hard first.

In fact, people who know Guhe know that he likes to bully others. Ordinary newcomers give him such a scare and basically admit defeat directly. Who ever wanted to encounter a hard stubble today.

"Tough enough!"

The people under the stage tut tut.

Knowing that Gu he was wearing a finger tiger, he dared to fight it.

Many people touched their fists and felt a burst of pain.

The man looks new.

Are newcomers so Tiger now?

"Yang Yisheng."

Just as the commotion began.

Mu Hengshan appeared on the stage and announced the results.

Yang Yi saluted each other.

Then he walked down the training ground in the eyes of the people.

"Yang Yi, are you all right?"

Zhou Yan greeted him with a complicated look.

"It hurts, but it doesn't matter. It will recover in a few days."

During the previous war, Yang Yi roughly found out the strength of the other party, so he dared to fight with it at the last minute.

He is now at the bone refining level, and when he is at the blood refining level, his Qi and blood are far more abundant than his peers. This injury really doesn't matter. He can't fight for three or four days at most.

In contrast, the ancient river was more seriously injured.

However, Yang Yi also had a sense of propriety and did not perform the shaking mountain style.

Otherwise, not to mention the fragmentation of fist bones, even the whole arm may be affected.

"OK, you."

Zhou Yan has a new understanding of Yang Yi's strength.

He is naturally happy. Since he can't compare, the stronger Yang Yi is, the better.

"Younger martial brother Yang, you really scared me." Han Houchun came up to talk.

Yang Yi smiled and chatted with each other.

Then he treated the wound briefly.

Prepare to leave the training ground.

"You know, the reason why younger martial brother Yang is so strong is that he ate the monster meat he bought from me. Don't look at him like this. When I first met him two months ago, he just entered the blood refining process. If I hadn't instructed him, hum..."

When Han Houchun saw Yang Yi go away, he straightened up and boasted to the onlookers.

Yang Yigang went out to practice martial arts.

Soon another man came up.

It was Yao Lang who had dealt with him at the gate of Hefeng hospital.

Yao Lang said bitterly, "younger martial brother Yang, elder martial sister Zhuang has something to do with you."

Yang Yi looks strange.

Didn't the man say he was open?

Why did you run errands to Zhuang Chenglu?

"Elder martial brother Yao, do you know what elder martial sister Zhuang wants from me?"

He didn't ask in detail. He didn't care about the other party's mental journey,

"I don't know. Elder martial sister only said to wait for you in Dan room." Yao Lang shook his head.

I think the Qingming pill has been refined.

Yang Yi thanked him and then went to Hefeng courtyard.

Come to Dan's room.

There are other inner disciples refining pills here.

Zhuang Chenglu is also among them, occasionally mentioning a few words.

When she saw Yang Yi, she came out of the Dan room, looked at Yang Yi's hand, and gloated: "did you lose the competition? It doesn't matter. You just broke through. It's normal to fail the old man a few times. Relax your mind."

"I won." Yang Yi said silently.

"Oh..."

Zhuang Chenglu suddenly felt boring.

"Come with me. I have something for you."

She waved.

Isn't it a pill?

Although Yang Yi was confused, he didn't ask much.

One before the other, they went to a secluded house of Qing Dynasty.

The yard is full of flowers and plants, and there are also many herbs in the air.

Go inside and enter the room. The decoration inside is simple and elegant, showing extraordinary in simplicity. It is dominated by purple tone, and there is a faint smell of flowers and herbs and medicine.

"Here, the things are in the study. Take them yourself."

Zhuang Chenglu pointed to a room with curtains raised nearby.

There are various ancient books in the room.

There is also a pile of books on the desk.

There is also a wooden box containing pills on the book.

"Is this Qingming pill?"

Yang Yi walked over and opened the wooden box.

A pill with a clear smell came into view.

"It took me a whole day."

Zhuang Chenglu made a cup of flower tea just for herself.

"What about these below?"

These things are put together with the pill, which is obviously for Yang Yi.

Yang Yi looked at the two pages curiously and found that it was an atlas explaining various herbs and pills!

There are not only text notes, explanations of pharmacology, but also pictures for comparison.

"Most of the common herbs and pills are on it. Don't you want to know these? Take them and watch them slowly." Zhuang Chenglu road.

"And hand drawn."

Yang Yi saw many children graffiti.

At first, I thought it was waste paper accidentally sandwiched in.

Later, it was found that the original picture was missing and later added.

"There are many ancient books that are incomplete. I copied them according to the original picture, which can be better understood compared with the image, so as to prevent you from remembering the name but not knowing the appearance." Zhuang Chenglu is serious.

In a strict sense, this is not a copy. It should be called an abstract painting.

Although Yang Yi wanted to make complaints about it, he laughed it off. He did not expect Zhuang to reveal this to her.

This has been beyond expectation, even a surprise.

"Thank you, elder martial sister." Yang Yi really said.

If you just lend him the ancient books to watch, it's nothing, but people still make up the rest of the pictures, it's a matter of heart. As for whether the paintings are good or not, let's say.

"There's no need to repay. Who told you to give so much money and only refine Qingming pill? It's like I took advantage of you. Take away the things and I'll go back to refining pills." Zhuang Chenglu urged, holding a tea cup.

Yang Yi nodded his head, no longer pretentious, and went out with the atlas in his arms.

The two parted on the way.

Before leaving, Zhuang Chenglu said with a smile: "younger martial brother Yang, if you still have business in the future, remember to take care of it."

Yang Yi smiled bitterly.

Mingming advised me not long ago not to rely on pills.

Why are you soliciting customers again?

"OK."

He should.

All the way back to muliao.

It's quiet here.

Everything is the same as when I left.

Yang Yi enjoys being alone.

He took a short rest.

Then he immediately began to practice virtual shaking and flashing.

Previously, facing the ancient river, under the pressure, he showed his success and had some feelings.

Yang Yi plans to strike while the iron is hot. I hope this martial arts can be introduced as soon as possible

The sun rose in the East and set in the west, and ten days passed in the twinkling of an eye.

In these ten days, Yang Yi's main energy was focused on the cultivation of virtual Dangshan.

Occasionally free, look through the atlas to make up for pharmacological knowledge.

Even if he doesn't take the Dan Road, he still needs to master some basic knowledge. Otherwise, there will be another death scene of touching the ghost grass with his bare hands. Even if he gets a panacea, he can't distinguish between heaven and earth treasures.

Although Yang Yi's cultivation talent is not very good, rote learning has always been his strength. Before long, a thick pile of atlas was printed in his mind.