Yao Ling'er's craftsmanship is very good, and the food he cooks is still so delicious.
After Wang Fan finished eating, he started taking a medicinal bath again.
For the next period of time, Wang Fan lived in the village.
During the day, he followed Yao Ling'er up the mountain to collect herbs. On the way, Yao Ling'er would often take him to some big demon territory to fight with the big demon.
In the evening, I went back to take a medicinal bath and practice the Divine Refining Technique, and my days were considered fulfilling.
It is worth mentioning that since the last time, that Yaoxuan has never come back to cause trouble, and I don’t know what happened.
Along with this high-intensity battle and medicinal bath, Wang Fan's injuries began to gradually heal.
The skin all over his body was bronzed, no longer golden, but more restrained.
Wang Fan clearly felt that his body, bones, meridians, blood vessels, etc., seemed to have been tempered, and his muscles, bones, skin and flesh were all strong to an unimaginable level.
In a battle with a Saint Emperor cheetah, he tore the cheetah alive with his bare hands.
You know, that is the Great Demon of the Saint Emperor, and his body is definitely much more powerful than that of a monk of the same level.
And the opponent still has divine energy on him.
In this case, it doesn't matter if Wang Fan can defeat the opponent, but he can also tear the opponent alive. You can imagine Wang Fan's physical strength and power.
The only thing that makes Wang Fan depressed is that his divine energy has still not recovered, which means that his cultivation has not recovered.
For the divine energy between heaven and earth, his body seemed to be completely shielded, and he could not feel it at all.
As a result, Wang Fan couldn't figure out what level of cultivation he was at.
"Hey, this is a bit depressing. Is it a blessing in disguise, or-"
Wang Fan murmured while taking a medicinal bath, but he couldn't tell what he was feeling in his heart.
Now, his injuries have recovered and his strength seems to be stronger.
It's just a pity that I no longer have any cultivation.
The seventh level of the Great Emperor, it was a cultivation level that he had spent countless years and gone through countless hardships to achieve.
Now, it's gone all of a sudden.
If you say
If you don't feel uncomfortable, then there are ghosts.
"Senior Brother Wang Fan, what are you thinking about?"
Yao Ling'er saw Wang Fan meditating there and couldn't help but ask.
Wang Fan sighed and said: "Although my strength has greatly increased, my cultivation has been completely lost, and I am still unable to sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Ling'er, tell me why I am in this situation. Is there any hope of recovery?"
Although he can now kill the Holy Emperor and his strength has greatly increased, his cultivation is still indispensable.
If he gains cultivation, his combat power will be even greater.
Hearing this, Yao Ling'er said with a smile: "Senior Brother Wang Fan, don't worry, you will definitely be able to recover. But, not now."
When Wang Fan heard this, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.
Yao Ling'er's words are quite profound.
This obviously means that Wang Fan's cultivation can definitely be restored, but it is not possible now.
Wang Fan nodded and said nothing more.
In this case, he was relieved.
Yao Ling'er did not continue this topic, but said: "Okay, senior brother, it's time to take a medicinal bath today. There are only three days left before the medicinal bath will be over. At that time, I will take you out of here."
"You take me away?" Wang Fan was surprised: "What do you mean?"
Yao Ling'er said: "I have grown up in the village since I was a child. I have never stepped out of the village. I also want to go out to experience the world and gain more knowledge."
"It's just that grandpa always said that I have a kind heart and the monks outside are very bad, so that's why he didn't let me go out."
"Now that Senior Brother Wang is here, I want to go out for a walk and take a look. I believe you will protect me, right?"
As he spoke, Yao Ling'er's face turned red.
This meaning is too obvious.
Wang Fan also widened his eyes.
He really wanted to refuse, but how could he refuse?
If you refuse, is it too harsh?
Heart?
It's just that he really doesn't have that idea.
Alas, there are not many people as pure as myself.
What happened to this recently?
First it was Hong Xiu, and then it was Yao Ling'er.
Why.
Wang Fan looked up at the sky speechlessly.
Yao Ling'er's heart was beating very fast, for fear that Wang Fan would refuse.
It's not that she really likes Wang Fan, but she feels that Wang Fan is a bit friendly and she is also curious about Wang Fan.
The most important thing is that she really wants to take a look outside.
She has never left the village since she was a child. This is true.
Of course, going out to the village to collect medicine does not count.
After thinking about it, Yao Ling'er added: "What's more, your body is not completely healed yet. With me here, you will be more secure, right?"
Wang Fan nodded.
What else could he say?
Time flew by, and soon the third day came.
This was Wang Fan's last medicinal bath.
After this medicinal bath, he will leave.
When the time comes, he wants to see if he can return to the sanctuary.
After such a long time, I don’t know what happened to the Holy Palace.
Did Lian Zong and the Black Demon Holy Emperor attack the Holy Palace?
What happened to Hongxiu? Is there any breakthrough?
It's not that Wang Fan has never tried to contact Hongxiu, but the communication bead cannot send any messages at all.
It obviously spans a large area.
Or in other words, the distance is too far.
The night is getting darker, and it's as dark as ink.
Yao Xuan stood in a courtyard with a gloomy expression, and beside him were some dead soldiers with expressionless faces.
These people have very strong auras and boiling murderous aura.
They all have cold eyes and hold sharp knives, giving people a very scary look.
These are the dead warriors trained by the Yaoxuan family. All of them have the strength of the early Saint Emperor. They are extremely large.
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Don't forget that the population of Kanlao Village is not large, and they all belong to the ancient herbalists.
But it is not a piece of metal, nor is it an absolute whole.
The competition between each branch is very strong, and they all have their own power in the outside world.
Yao Ling'er's grandfather is the village chief and the current clan leader.
On the surface, everyone is respectful.
But secretly, it's hard to say.
"Tonight, we must kill Wang Fan! As for Ling'er, if we can, we will capture him. If we can't, we will destroy him!"
Yao Xuan's face was ferocious, and his fists clenched loudly.
He originally wanted to marry Yao Ling'er, but in his opinion, he was the only one who could be worthy of Yao Ling'er.
Although the two are related by blood, they have transcended three generations and are no longer close.
Originally, in Yao Xuan's opinion, as long as he married Yao Ling'er, the position of clan leader would fall to him sooner or later.
But he didn't expect that Wang Fan would come out halfway. The most important thing was that Yao Ling'er was very unusual for this Wang Fan.
How can he remain calm?
"Bitch!"
Yao Xuan roared in his heart, and then waved his hand: "Let's set off, only success is allowed, no failure is allowed."
With that said, the group of people rose into the air, quickly disappeared into the darkness, and headed towards where Yao Ling'er and Wang Fan were.
Yaoxuan's face became even darker, and he murmured ferociously: "If I, Yaoxuan, can't get you, I will destroy you. Since you don't eat the toast, then you will die!"
Looks like crazy.
In the room, Wang Fan was practicing when he suddenly opened his eyes.
He felt a crisis, an unprecedented crisis.
"Someone wants to kill me? Murderous?"
Wang Fan woke up instantly, his face extremely ugly.
His intuition about danger, or rather not intuition anymore, but spiritual awareness, is still very keen.
Wang Fan felt the murderous aura and had no intention of continuing the medicinal bath. He quickly stood up, put on his robe, and rushed into Yao Ling'er's room without thinking.
