Chapter 132

The middle-aged man talked with Gu Feng for a while, and then went out. Through this short communication, Gu Feng also knew the middle-aged man's name, Han Zhong, which was just like his people. As for their team, they came from a small city in the northwest of Longyun Empire, Heiyan City, a force called miraculous medicine room.

I don't know how long I slept this time, but I came to the northwest of the dragon cloud empire. You know, it's not a small distance from Cangwu hall.

The miraculous medicine room sells miraculous medicine for a living. Of course, there are some low-level herbalists and doctors among the forces.

There is still a big difference between doctors and refiners. Only those who have strong soul power and are very sensitive to spiritual power can become refiners. However, the pill refined by the herbalist is expensive even if it is the lowest yellow product. Ordinary people can't afford it. It is the doctor who treats these people.

Although they can't refine pills, mixing all kinds of herbs is also boiled or ground powder, which also has a good healing effect. Even the porridge made by some powerful doctors is no worse than those high-grade pharmacists.

However, such doctors are even rarer than high-grade alchemists, which is not too much.

After Han Zhong went out, Gu Feng also checked his body. His body is half useless. The body is already in a mess. This is the result of his forced use of the Heavenly Sword to cut and be eaten back. Now I'm afraid I can't even fight a martial arts cultivation with a heavy life.

"It seems that we can't use the Heavenly Sword to cut it unless we have to."

Gu Feng shook his head, wiped the emerald ring on his finger with his palm, and then a green pill appeared in his hand. There is a mass of green gas around the pill, and a wisp of strong medicine fragrance comes from it. It is the rejuvenation pill obtained from the ruins in Cangwu hall before the ancient wind.

His injury is very serious now, so he can only use this pill to heal his injury. Although it is a little extravagant, it can only be so in order to recover quickly.

At the entrance of the pill, it turns into a pure energy and flows in his body. The broken internal organs and meridians are wrapped by the green energy of life and recover very quickly.

The ancient wind makes it cross legged. The life and death seizing heaven skill in the body works. A trace of pure energy is extracted from the Star River to help refine those medicinal powers. But first, he was seriously injured, and his spiritual power was very limited.

It took an hour to repair one third of the meridians. As for psychic power, it can't be restored for the time being.

"Brother Gufeng, dinner is ready." as soon as Gufeng opened his eyes, the curtain of the camp was lifted. Han Zhong's simple and honest face appeared in front of him and said to Gufeng.

However, I was stunned when I saw the ancient wind's face. It was only a long time before the ancient wind's pale face without a trace of blood turned ruddy.

"Zizi, miss's porridge is really different." Han Zhong stared at the ancient style and couldn't help admiring their miss.

"Thank you, uncle Zhong. I'll come right away." Gu Feng also found something strange on Han Zhong's face, but he didn't bother to explain. If it's explained, I don't know what to provoke.

He rubbed his face, then opened the curtain of the camp and came out after Han Zhong.

The curtain of the car opened, and a dozen loaded carriages came into view. All the carriages were covered with tarpaulins. I couldn't see what was inside. However, when the ancient wind passed by a carriage, I smelled a faint aroma. It was a medicinal aroma, very messy, but it was indeed a medicinal aroma. All these carriages are filled with herbs.

Seeing the ancient wind coming out, many eyes on both sides of the vehicle also shot over. At present, they were stunned. Looking at the ancient wind coming out, their faces showed surprise.

When they reduced to the ancient wind, they had more air out and less air in. In addition, the people in the caravan checked his injury and thought he couldn't live. If it weren't for their young lady's sword mania, they really didn't want to bring such a burden.

None of them thought that the boy in front of them really woke up after sleeping for more than ten days. Look at that ruddy face, it's obviously recovering well.

"Can't it be a reflection?"

The little girl dressed as a man said curiously with her head tilted and staring at the ancient style.

"Green Rui, don't talk nonsense." beside her, Han Zhong waited for her.

"I'm just talking about it. What's fierce?" green Rui pouted.

"Brother Gufeng, this is our little... Young master, surnamed Ye." Han Zhong pointed to a very beautiful young man nearby, who picked up Gufeng from the river before.

"I'm Gufeng, thank you for saving your life." Gufeng said gratefully.

"It's just a little effort." Miss Ye pursed her mouth and smiled gently. Two small dimples appeared on her face. When she saw the ancient style, her heart couldn't help jumping.

My heart hurried to a sin. I have no problem with my sexual orientation. I'm definitely not a good man.

Of course, Miss Ye doesn't know what Gu Feng thinks, otherwise she will slap him and fly him.

"Boy, isn't it good that you can survive such a serious injury? Your boy's life is really hard." a strong man with a naked arm covered with all kinds of scars. Behind him, he carried a ghost head knife, which was cold and stained with a little red. The man patted the antique shoulder and said with some exclamation.

"Cough."

Gu Feng was photographed by him coughing repeatedly. Fortunately, he swallowed the rejuvenation pill and his body recovered. Otherwise, he would break up directly after being photographed twice for his previous body.

"Iron bull, what are you doing? I don't know if the little brother of ancient wind is hurt." Han Zhong waited for the man called iron bull.

"I was so excited that I forgot." the iron bull touched his smooth and cool head and smiled at the ancient style. Then he waited for a look at those smiling companions behind him.

"It's all right." Gu Feng chuckled and understood the iron bull's character.

"Let me say it's our little... The young master is powerful. The medicinal porridge made by him is getting better and better." Han Zhong flattered him.

Ye Qingling is also curious. She knows her medical skills. Although the porridge is effective, the effect will never be so good. The only explanation is that either this guy has amazing resilience, or he has this pill, and the level of the pill is not low.