"At the same time, I will give him all the medical skills I have studied in recent years... In this way, my seniors will teach me many of their family's unique medical skills."

Murong Li just "fake marriage" with the vegetative man. The vegetative man has not lived for a few days. However, he said that he had married and was still such a beautiful alchemist. The master of Xinglin was naturally very pleased. Therefore, he taught Murong Li his ancestral medical skills!

"Huh!" Gao Fan understood the whole thing, and for a moment, he didn't know what it felt like.

Gao Fan took a deep breath, finally looked at the beauty in the white dress in front of him and said, "Is it worth it if you do this?"

"You have to know that from now on, you are the one who has been married. Even if the vegetative person dies a year or two, you are still a vain!"

Yes, this is such an important thing for a woman!

Therefore, the alchemy seniors of the Huaishui Alliance were willing to teach Murong Li the family secret techniques, because Murong Li had made too much, too big, too big.

"Worth it!" Murong Li's eyes were extremely bright and she said firmly: "As long as she can help more people, it is worth it!"

this?

Gao Fan felt ashamed for a moment. Indeed, the two of them had much difference in their ideological realms. In Murong Li's mind, it is most important to be able to learn better medical skills and treat more people. Seeing patients getting healthy again, her heart was sweeter than eating honey.

But how huge the price is this for a girl?

"you?"

Gao Fan could only smile bitterly.

"I, invite you to dinner!" Gao Fan said loudly.

"Okay!" Murong Li said with a smile.

When he arrived at the best restaurant, Gao Fan invited Murong Li to the best meal. Murong Li drank some wine and his face turned red, but said, "Well, your body has damaged your vitality again. Come on, I'll give you a needle."

"Okay, okay." Gao Fan ate the last piece of braised pork and took off his robe with a smile.

Murong Li's face turned red, but she still took out a set of silver needles and stabbed them on Gao Fan's acupoints. Looking closely, the silver needles were actually carved by silver snakes, which was obviously not ordinary. The high-level spiritual weapon emitted wisps of unique light waves. When silver needles pierced into the acupoints, it seemed that silver snakes were drilling into their bodies.

At the beginning, Gao Fan had almost no feeling, just a numbness. But then, it became very sour and uncomfortable. Finally, Gao Fan let out a mouthful of black blood. The beast soul of the silver snake penetrated into Gao Fan's body, accumulated blood stasis, and then opened the blocked acupuncture points one by one. Looking closely, the silver needle could actually wander in Gao Fan's flesh and blood.

Murong Li’s high-level spiritual weapon!

"Gao Fan, hold on and it'll be fine right away."

At this moment, a black-clad waiter pushed open the door and said, "Keep, the red date and black chicken soup you want is ready. Ah!"

Seeing Gao Fan vomiting blood, the waiter exclaimed: "Shopkeeper, it's not good, it's not good! We have eaten so much that we have eaten a lot of people here. A black man, who has eaten our dishes and is vomiting blood!"

Kuroko?

You are not white either!

"Go to you!" Gao Fan kicked the waiter away and said, "I have nothing to do."

Murong Li continued to acupuncture, and indeed, Gao Fan felt relaxed all over his body. It was indeed too hard to hunt the little bird that day. Gao Fan was playing with the girl's feet, and indeed, it was very sad.

Murong Li's face turned red, but she did not resist. She allowed Gao Fan to retreat from a young age and go deeper.

Murong Li said: "No, no, I still have to go to see a doctor."

"Hehe." Thinking of this being someone else's wife, Gao Fan became more interested and said, "Come on, it'll be fine in a while."

Murong Li opened her mouth helplessly, holding the big snake in trembling, allowing the big snake to attack hard in her mouth. Gao Fan enjoyed the deep penis into the ink chest, feeling the big jade rabbit, curiously: "What is your talisman like."

Murong Li trembled, and her skin became redder, and Gao Fan burst out with excitement.

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Back at the Xiancao Department, Gao Fan continued to plant spiritual grass. Zhu Fusheng's teaching was very strict, making Gao Fan's planting technique a thousand miles a day. If Gao Fan could plant alive yin grass before, it was because of the Golden Dragon Space. At this time, Gao Fan could rely on planting techniques to make more yin grass reach a thousand years of age.

"Ningyincao likes water, but doesn't like water accumulation."

"Well," Gao Fan looked through the secret book and said, "About three hundred years ago, there was also a deputy director of the Immortal Grass Department. He tried it. He said that he needed to go to these places when he put away the peak five-colored soil."

In a blink of an eye, another half month passed. In the middle, Gao Fan also went to "see a doctor" and communicated with Xiaoyixian in depth, but here, Zhu Fusheng was about to leave.

"Well, I'm going to the Bohai area," Zhu Laoer said: "Look for a rare spiritual herb seed."

"When I am not here, everyone must obey Sima Wen's orders."

"Yes!" everyone said one after another.

"Well," Zhu Laoer said last: "Gao Fan, before I come back, I must plant a hundred petals of the fairy grass lotus."

"You Peng, your skills are also good, and I can't relax after I leave."

"Liu Xiong, your cactus must be the size of a bucket!"

"Zhang Zheng, your burst fruits should be managed well!"

After giving instructions to everyone, Zhu Fusheng waved his hand and turned into a light and left. When the master was not here, Gao Fan naturally made a big holiday. He returned to the cave comfortably and watched several younger brothers practicing. Zhao Xiaoer was writing talisman paper, Lao Hu was punching, um, that bastard Gao. Sure enough, the bastard came at this time and whispered: "Brother, someone is looking for you, saying he is an acquaintance."

acquaintance?

When Huang Hao, the guy with a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek, came in, Gao Fan suddenly realized that he was the manager of Dafang City, Hangzhou before. Gao Fan asked him to take care of Jingzhen City, but now he has come to the mountain gate.

"I have met Senior Gao." Huang Hao said respectfully.

After all, their identities are very different, so Huang Hao respects them very much. Gao Fan has no airs and said, "Brother Huang is here? OK, okay."

Huang Hao smiled and said, "Senior Gao, I came because there is a high-end [trade fair] in Xiangjiang Market."

"There may be spiritual objects that help condense the golden elixir."

"Take it serious?" Gao Fan's eyes lit up.

Mama Rong gave a golden elixir, and at the same time, Gao Fan also got a lot of help from Wancao Garden to advance. If this trade fair is really...

"This is a token," Huang Hao said: "If Senior Gao is willing to go, please mention my name at the door."

There is a commission.

The trade fair naturally hopes that the larger the scale, the better. At the same time, it is also hopeful that

I hope those who participate will have a higher level of cultivation. Gao Fan has been very popular in the sect recently. Now, Huang Hao, who just came to Xiangjiangfang City, thought of this old friend.

"No problem." Gao Fandao.

"Finally," Huang Hao said: "A high-level trade fair can only barter."

Unlike the [Auction] of Sifang Pavilion, this trade fair does not require spirit stones.

"No problem, come, Gao Ling, call a table of wine and food, and we and Brother Huang will not return without getting drunk."

Although Huang Hao has a low grade, this guy has a good connection, especially in Hangzhou. So, you can take care of Jing Quaner and others. A table of rich wine and food, Huang Hao got drunk and said, "Then, Jingzhen Fangshi has better spiritual energy. Logically, it should be reported to the sect."

"But, the news was suppressed by me. Haha!"

"Thank you, Brother Huang." Gao Fan nodded. Naturally, it was Qicai Real Person, which intensified the revival of the spiritual vein.

"Where, where." Finally, Huang Hao returned home drunk. He secretly said that there would be a ghost market nearby in the future, and also notified Gao Fan.

"Contacts, connections." Gao Bang said.

"Yes." Gao Fan nodded and said, "There are cats and rats. Although this guy has a low cultivation level, he has been in the middle for thirty or forty years and has three points of ability."

I also have connections with people in the ghost market.

Shaking his head, Gao Fan began to practice. The trade fair? Gao Fan had many high-level spiritual creatures, and was very confident that he could exchange the spiritual herbs he needed. With a wave of his hand, he shouted and took out the Zhao family's mecha technique. He picked up the jade slip, and Gao Fan remembered the two sisters Zhao Feixuan and Zhao Feiyu.

"Well, it's much worse than Murong Li, but it's worth waiting."

"But it's very pitiful, I met such a father."

Gao Fan began to carefully and sure enough, the conclusion was the same as that day: stealing the master! The ancestor of the Zhao family was a servant of [Qiqu Zhenren], who was responsible for throwing charcoal into the alchemy furnace. He was not the disciple of Qiqu Zhenren, so the skills he obtained were also incomplete.

"But this guy has integrated other schools of mecha techniques, so it ended up becoming a hodgepodge."

Such a chaotic book, then Zhao Laogui naturally cannot practice it.

"However, Zhao Feixuan and Zhao Feiyu can make good mecha beasts, which only means that their weapon refining skills are very high."

Shaking his head, Gao Fan removed the dross, took the essence, and studied it carefully. I believe that Dan Tai Lan was also studying it at this time. Jiujiang Fangcheng City is famous in the world of cultivation for refining weapons and planting fire-type spiritual herbs. Gao Fan studied it for an hour and had a new idea in his mind. With a wave of his hand, a newly refined brass mecha warrior came over mechanically.

Gao Fan sometimes took off a few parts, polished them and installed them. Sometimes, he activated the spell and activated the zombie beads. He wanted to merge the zombie beads with the mecha's body, but he did not agree.

Finally, he waved his hand and took out the whetstone, sacrificing various spiritual weapons, and rubbed them quickly. The whetstone carried the dark energy, making all the spiritual weapons much sharper, especially a corrosive black light.

"good!"

The bloodthirsty ghost pattern knife is getting bigger and bigger quickly. Gao Fan is probably going to be a machete of forty feet in the future!

"Huh!" Gao Fan finally remembered that Qicai Zhenren, Jing Quaner's master Qicai Zhenren, that extremely annoying old witch, is also good at using long swords.
Chapter completed!