Chapter 7 Xiao Peiyuan Dan
Chen Fan still has a dull face: "It’s not a good idea to have a little effort in refining."
For Chen Fan, this is really not a means to show off.
In fact, the repair of the Tang suitant is a higher level than him, and theoretically it can be done. But as I said before, the internal force of the warrior and the true magical power of the immortal are two completely different levels of power, like tofu and steel knives. The steel knife can be used to break the branches with light force. Even if the tofu is used more powerfully, it can only be broken on the tree.
Therefore, even if Chen Fan is only the realm of the initial stage of building the foundation, he can also pour the real yuan into the weak willow leaves, making it hard as steel, like a bullet, across the cheeks of the child and into the tree. The internal force of the old Tang dynasty may just be put a few inches outside, and it will disappear, which is the difference in quality.
"For the gentleman, it is a small skill, but for me, it is really a master of the gods."
The old man of Tangzhao sighed, he did not even call the little brother, renamed the gentleman to show respect.
Although he was a high-ranking player in his life, he has always been eager to learn martial arts.
Although China is large, the martial arts master is also very rare. In his capacity, it is also difficult to ask the master for guidance. Seeing such a young master now, I feel that I have lived on a dog for most of my life.
Chen Fan’s heart moved and asked: “Can you say that the master can do this?”
"This is nature, the character of the sect of the martial arts is the culmination of the martial arts. It has completely surpassed the mortal, and the internal strength is released. It is not difficult to kill people in a dozen steps." The old man of Tang suit nodded.
He suddenly reacted, strangely said:
"Mr. as a master, don't know this? This is common sense in the martial arts world."
Chen Fanwen said in his heart that the original is not internal force, is it internal strength?
Want to condense this loose inner strength to the outside to kill, at least have to break through the Tong Xuan period.
So, the so-called sect of the sect of the martial arts is the martial arts master of Tong Xuan period? And listening to the old sayings of the Tang suit, it seems that the number of such divisions is very small.
Also! In places where the earth is exhausted, such a simple method of cultivation can be used to break through the sacred period. It is estimated that they are all peerless geniuses. It is impossible to grab a lot like Chinese cabbage.
Although knowing that there is a demon in the environment, Chen Fan is not afraid.
Let me not say that his cultivation is a thousand miles, and he can enter the mysterious period in less than half a year. What's more, in addition to this direct use of the real yuan, he can also cast spells, which is not what the so-called martial arts master can compare.
Thinking of this, he shook his head and said: "I am really just a person who cultivated the Tao. Before that, it was just a tempering effort. I have heard about the internal strength, the master, and so on. I guess you are afraid of misunderstanding."
"People who cultivated the Tao?" Hearing Chen Fan once again raised this topic, the Tang suit old man is really hard to live, and he has already heard of this status, and he has heard of some strange people, and there are all kinds of incredible ability. However, the hand of flying flower picking leaves is the symbol of the master of the environment, and it is not allowed to leave.
Is he really a master of the environment?
The old man of Tang suit decided not to want to, and first married the little gentleman. Regardless of whether he is a master or not, with the help of one hand, there is the ability to sit on the same level as the master.
And he is so young, his future is like the sea, and he has a beautiful granddaughter at home. The old Tang dynasty has to commit some common problems of the elderly.
He suddenly changed his face and smiled and said: "I don't care if the gentleman is a master. These are not talked about, listening to Mr. Xiao's accent, is also our Chuzhou people?"
"Yes, I am from Lishui County. I lived there for 17 years. I came to Chuzhou to read the third year." Chen Fan nodded, then suddenly remembered something, and said: "My name is Chen Fan, you can also Call me Chen Beixuan, 'Bei Xuan' is the Taoist name given to me by the teacher."
Although this old man is not a cultivator, he is also considered to be the side of Xiu Xian. He prefers to communicate with them by the name Chen Beixuan.
“Lianshui County, Chen Fan, Chen Beixuan?” The old Tang and his granddaughter glanced at each other and found that the other party had never heard of this person. He turned his head and asked strangely: "We will call Mr. Chen, the little brother, who is Mr. Chen's master? He did not follow Chuzhou?"
"My master is not on this star." Chen Fan silently shook his head.
His teacher, the celestial fairy, still doesn't know which star river is traveling. If he wants to go to the earth again, it is a matter of more than ten years. What's more, everything in the world is changing, and the young people of the world will not necessarily pass the earth.
The old man in Tang suit will be wrong, and his heart feels touched: "It is human nature to live and die. Your master can teach you such disciples. It is enough to be proud. Wei is also nearly 90 years old. How many old comrades were there? I went to see the chairman. Although I have been practicing the internal strength for more than a few years, I have not yet reached the realm of the guru. It is estimated that I will not be able to see them for a long time."
After that, there was a strong coughing sound.
"Grandpa." The cold ponytail woman is distressed.
Her cold face is also reddish, holding the old man in the Tang suit and gently pats his back.
"Nothing, nothing, old problems." The old man in the Tang suit waved his hand and comforted his granddaughter.
When Chen Fan looked at him, he suddenly interrupted: "You are using internal strength and hurting the lungs."
"Oh, Mr. Chen also knows medicine, even this can be seen?" Tang suit the old man is really shocked.
The ponytail woman suddenly blinked and quickly explained:
"My grandfather joined the army when he was young. He had been beaten before liberation. Once an enemy army was encircled, he tried to protect his comrades from retreating and forced the use of internal strength that was not fully controlled before he was injured in the lungs. Later, I wanted to see that I had fallen to the root of the disease. It was an internal injury that I could not see for decades. I could only take medicine and force it to suppress it."
"Since Mr. Chen is a monk and sees my grandfather's injury, is there any way to cure him?"
She looked at Chen Fan with a look of hope.
As the granddaughter of the old Tang dynasty, the woman naturally knows how painful her grandfather is every time she coughs.
And this is the damage caused by internal strength, modern medicine is almost helpless. Even after seeing a lot of Chinese medicine practitioners, they all said that they can be cured when they are injured, and they have been dragged for decades.
However, seeing Chen Fan as a god-like means, and looking at the old man’s injury, the ponytail could not help but ignite a hope.
"Don't marry Mr. Chen, we Wei's family in Jiangbei is still small and powerful. As long as Mr. Chen can cure my grandfather's injury, what can we promise?" The ponytail woman looked directly at Chen Fan and smashed the road.
Chen Fan heard that after a moment of silence, he slowly said:
"It is not difficult for me to rule this. If you can meet you, it will be a fate."
He paused and saw the three people on the opposite side excited. He said, "Let's wait, I will go back and prepare. After two days, I will come to you to heal, can you?"
"Of course." The fine man next to him was excited to jump up, and even the child was thirsty and floated a smile.
Chen Fan couldn't help but look at her eyes, and surely, the beauty of the iceberg is the most beautiful.
"There is Mr. Lao Chen." After all, the Tang costumed old man has been in the rain for decades. Even if he is happy again, his face is calm and calm. He first told the fine man on the side:
"Small Qi, you remember Mr. Chen's mobile phone, and will send Mr. Chen home."
After that, I turned to Chen Fandao: "When Mr. Chen calls Xiaoqi, he will pick you up. In addition, if there is any trouble in Chuzhou, even though he told Xiaoqi, Wei is in Chuzhou, there are still some points. Thin face."
"Alright." Chen Fan silently nodded.
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Chen Fan was sitting in the small lakeside park and returned to the lakeside community.
It is natural to see that this is a high-profile version of the Land Rover Range Rover, and no two or three million can't get it. In 2007, when you can drive this grade in Chuzhou, the energy should not be underestimated.
But this is not the real reason for his agreement.
"The old man who called ‘Wei Fu’ was speechless, but he couldn’t cover the anger of his golden squad. He must have been a soldier when he was young, and his status is not low.” He shook his head and said in his heart.
When Chen Fan was a child, he admired the soldiers of the defending Weiguo. In addition, they were full of internal strength. Although they were not cultivators, they also entered the gate. Since I met, I helped you, but I thought it was a young wish.
When I arrived at the lakeside community, and exchanged numbers with Xiaoqi, Chen Fan went into the community in the eyes of Xiaoqi's respectful eyes.
He naturally does not have any medical skills, but what do you need for acupuncture and massage?
A spirit is going down, and nature is not sick.
He did not agree on the spot, he was prepared to come back to refine some medicinal herbs.
Moreover, Wei Fu's internal strength method also has problems, which will hurt the lungs. He is ready to spend time optimizing.
Although he did not ask the internal strength method from Wei Fukou, but who is he? The monk during the robbery period! The so-called internal strength of the warrior is to simplify the sacred method of cultivating the sacred simplification, simplifying it to the simplification of the real yuan, and it is no secret to look at it.
Just like the Nobel Prize winners seeing the primary school students' questions about the Olympics, at first glance, the thoughts are a bit new, but the second one is just like this.
"It’s so distressing, I feel that my pocket money has to shrink a lot." He couldn’t help but sigh at the thought of spending money.
Chen Wei went to the Chinese medicine store to order a batch of medicines for Wei Fu’s disease.
The alchemy medicine is very simple. Chen Fan wants to refine it. It is the most basic medicine in Xiu Xianjie:
"Xiao Peiyuan Dan."
Pei Yuan Dan is a kind of spirituality that enhances the vitality of life. It is universal and versatile. Whether you are sick, injured or weak, you can take it. For life without practice, you can even delay Shouyuan and live a few years old.
There is one more ‘small’ word because Chen Fan’s refining system does not have the effect of one of the real ones.
He has no way to refine the real medicine of the real Pei Yuan Dan, and it is estimated that the whole earth may not be able to get together. Even if it is replaced by other medicinal materials, it must be a century-old ginseng level. If you sell him, you can't afford a ginseng.
"Small Peiyuan Dan should be able to cure him? No matter, anyway, I have no money. If it is not cured, let him pay for the medicine, I will help him."
Chen Fan shook his head. After a few days, he didn't even have time to practice the treasures. He shrank home to Wei Fu to refine Xiao Pei Yuan Dan, and by the way improved the internal strength.
During the time, Tang Yan called several times to let him go to the house to eat, and he all found reasons to escape.
This afternoon, his medicinal medicine was almost refining, and after the practice was changed, Wei Fu had been informed that he could go to treat him tonight. Tang Hao called again, Chen Fan finally refused to refuse.
After several days of excusing, Tang Yan thought he had opinions.