"Jiang Chen, stop!" Seeing that Jiang Chen was about to leave, Ye Qingcheng suddenly stopped.

"Miss Ye, there is still water boiling in my pot!" Jiang Chen said helplessly.

"I can't delay you for long," Ye Qingcheng frowned, "I just want to ask how to take this medicinal soup..."

"Just take it directly!" Jiang Chen was speechless, you still have to ask such a little thing, haven't you ever drank traditional Chinese medicine?

"So simple?" Ye Qingcheng was taken aback.

"That's right, it's that simple!" Jiang Chen affirmed.

"Then after drinking this bowl of medicinal soup, my third grandfather's old injury will heal immediately!" Ye Qingcheng said.

"It will be fine in three days." Jiang Chen replied.

In fact, this is what Jiang Chen said conservatively. After all, it takes at least three days for ordinary people to absorb the medicinal properties of Wanlingcao. Considering that Ye Shanfeng is an ancient Qi refiner, it may be faster, but it will take about three days. If it is a warrior , It only takes half a day to absorb the medicinal properties of the Wanlingcao, and the results will be seen immediately, and no matter how serious the injury is, it will be healed as before.

After getting Jiang Chen's affirmative answer, Ye Qingcheng let Jiang Chen leave.

After Jiang Chen left, Ye Qingcheng brought Wanling Herbal Soup to a secret room.

Although this is a secret room, it is well-lit and well-equipped with daily necessities.

Several crystal lamps installed on the wall illuminate the entire secret room as bright as day.

In the secret room, there is a futon. On the futon, sits a gray-haired old man. The old man is dressed in a gray robe and has an amazing breath, but there is a hint of death in his brows. Although this death has always been It was suppressed by the old man, but it still leaked out.

In front of the old man, there were two people standing respectfully.

One is a middle-aged man in a suit, with the aura of a superior person faintly exuding on his body, while the other is an old man in a Tang suit.

If Jiang Chen were here, he would definitely recognize that this old man in Tang suit is Ye Shanfeng.

And the middle-aged man is Ye Qingcheng's father, Ye Nantian, the contemporary head of the Ye family.

The two were nervously looking at the old man on the opposite side, and they breathed a sigh of relief one after another until the old man's breath subsided.

At this time, Ye Qingcheng walked into the secret room and shouted respectfully to the three of them: "Grandpa Wen, Grandpa Third, Dad!"

The one she called "Grandpa Wen" was the old man on the futon, and also the Ye family's enshrined Wen Hong, for whom the Ye family built this secret room.

After Ye Qingcheng entered the secret room, the latter's eyes were fixed on the things in Ye Qingcheng's hands.

There were eight emerald green leaves wrapped there, and each leaf released a rich aura, refreshing him.

"Sure enough, only Wanling Grass can release such a strong aura. It's a pity, if it can be planted, it would be a good choice." Wen Hong sighed.

It's just that he also knows that this is just his own wishful thinking. If he can't find a place full of aura, it is impossible to grow the magic grass, otherwise those hidden families will not be hidden.

"Grandpa Wen, this is the medicinal soup Jiang Chen sent over." Ye Qingcheng sent the medicinal soup made from Wanlingcao to Wen Hong.

The latter took it and began to look at it. The next moment, his eyes suddenly lit up: "This cooking method..."

He was shocked and said: "Yezi's medicinal properties are not lost at all. I didn't expect such a magical method in this world. It's really amazing!"

You must know that no matter whether it is boiling medicinal soup or refining elixir, it will inevitably lead to the loss of medicinal effects. inside the soup.

He hadn't even heard of such a method, let alone seen it.

It is enough to show how amazing the people who made this medicinal soup are.

Ye Nantian took the opportunity to ask, "Uncle Wen, is this medicinal soup okay?"

Wen Hong said with a smile: "Not only is there no problem, it can even make people go a step further."

Hearing this, Ye Shanfeng was shocked.

He was already very satisfied to be able to heal the old wound, and he didn't even expect to make a breakthrough through this bowl of medicinal soup.

As long as the old injury is healed, it is not impossible to break through, it is just a matter of time.

Hearing what the other party said now, it made him instantly realize how powerful this bowl of medicinal soup is. No wonder the priest was so surprised when he saw it...

"Uncle Wen, you mean that after drinking this bowl of medicinal soup, Third Uncle will not only heal his injuries, but also take the opportunity to break through to the next level?" Ye Nantian was also shocked.

Wen Hong scratched his beard and said: "Whether he can break through depends mainly on his talent. Although the panacea does have the effect of helping people cultivate, it is just a leaf after all, and the medicinal effect is limited. Fortunately, the medicine on this leaf If the effect is not lost, otherwise even a talented warrior would not be able to break through, and Ye Shanfeng is not a warrior, so he doesn't need too much spiritual energy, and this happens to be his chance."

Ye Nantian smiled faintly: "Third Uncle, what are you waiting for, hurry up and drink!"

Ye Shanfeng nodded, no longer hesitated, immediately took the medicinal soup, drank it in one gulp, then sat down cross-legged and began to absorb it.

After the medicinal soup entered his stomach, he immediately felt a cool feeling spread all over his body.

"This is..." Ye Shanfeng was shocked.

But the next moment, without waiting for him to think about it, this cool feeling instantly transformed into a burning sensation, as if a flame was burning his body.

The burning sensation became stronger and stronger, and the sweat soon wet his body.

However, Ye Shanfeng is not a novice, so he can still persist in this burning feeling. Fortunately, this feeling didn't last long and faded away quickly.

Ye Shanfeng suddenly felt a lot lighter all over his body.

"The dark illness has improved a lot..." He was overjoyed.

He had never felt so relaxed since he was injured.

A little shocked, but also a feeling of being reborn.

This feeling made him feel like he was back ten years ago...

"Without the unmentionable disease, I, Ye Shanfeng, am also a generation of arrogance, peerless in style!"

"Big Brother, Second Brother, have you seen that the mountain peak is back again, this time, the mountain peak will definitely not let you down, it will definitely not..."

Ye Shanfeng thought to himself.

Seeing Ye Shanfeng's relaxed face, Ye Nanshan suddenly asked, "Is this all right?"

This speed is too fast!
It made him want to have a bowl.

"No, it's not completely cured yet." Wen Hong said lightly, "When he completely absorbs the effects of the medicine in his body, it should be almost there!"

"How long will it take?" Ye Nanshan asked.

"About three days!" Wen Hong replied.

three days?

Hearing this, Ye Qingcheng's heart moved, it was about the same time as Jiang Chen said, there should be no problem.

Wen Hong went on to say: "Leave first, don't come to disturb within three days, whether you can break through, depends on his luck!"

Ye Nanshan nodded, turned around and led Ye Qingcheng out of the secret room.

in the secret room.

Looking at Ye Shanfeng who was absorbing the power of the medicine, Wen Hong finally showed a faint smile on his wrinkled face: "My time is running out, and the heavy responsibility of guarding the Ye family will fall on you, you must Break through!"

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