I just want to save people quietly

Chapter 509
"Tell me! What's the matter with you coming this time?" After entering the room, the middle-aged man asked Zhao Yifan without being polite. "Could it be that you are short of medicinal materials again?"

"If I remember correctly, our Baixiaozong has already sent you [-] thousand-year-old herbs. This is not a small amount. Could it be that you used up it so quickly?"

This time, he thought he was here to ask for medicinal materials, which made Zhao Yifan a little depressed, and then said. "Senior misunderstood, I am not here this time for medicinal materials."

"It's not for the medicinal materials." Zhao Yifan's words made the middle-aged man stunned for a moment, his face softened a lot, and he asked curiously. "Then why are you here this time?"

"For him." Zhao Yifan pointed to the little fat man next to him.

"For Zhu Dong." The middle-aged man was even more puzzled and asked hastily. "Does this have anything to do with Zhu Dong?"

"Bai Xiaozong gave me the medicinal materials in the hope that I would help Zhu Tong enter the top ten in the competition. I came this time to fulfill my promise." Zhao Yifan said seriously.

"What do you want to do?" After saying this, the middle-aged man understood a little, and asked Zhao Yifan quickly.

"People who enter the finals of the martial arts competition must at least have the strength of the intermediate level, while Zhu Dong only has the strength of the elementary level. If Zhu Dong really enters the top ten of the competition, does the senior think it is normal?" Zhao Yifan explained. "If there is no accident, it will definitely be questioned by many sects."

"If there are sects who try to test it, it will be easy to reveal their secrets, and then they will be in trouble if they check it out."

What Zhao Yifan said made sense, the middle-aged man pondered for a while, and said. "What do you want to say, just say it."

"I came this time to help Zhu Dong improve his strength." Zhao Yifan said seriously. "At the very least, you need to raise your strength to the mid-level land grade. Only in this way can you cover up this matter."

Do you want to improve Zhu Dong's strength?This is indeed a good thing for Zhu Dong.

But the middle-aged man still said with some worry. "Improving strength is not a matter of saying a word."

If the strength is said to improve, it can be improved. I am afraid that the entire China will already be full of heaven-level powerhouses.

How does it feel, what Zhao Yifan said is a little unreliable.

"Improving strength is naturally not a one-sentence matter." Zhao Yifan understood the meaning of the middle-aged man and said with a smile. "Since I dare to say it, I am sure."

"However, I am not responsible for giving Zhu Dong the resources needed to improve his strength."

"Do you really have a way?" Seeing that Zhao Yifan seemed to be very sure, the middle-aged man also became excited, took a deep look at Zhao Yifan, and asked quickly.

"Of course." Zhao Yifan nodded and said. "As long as seniors trust me, I can help Zhu Dong improve his strength."

"Okay." Seeing that Zhao Yifan seemed confident, the middle-aged man said with a smile. "What medicinal materials do you need, just tell me, and I will help you prepare."

Now that the middle-aged man agreed, Zhao Yifan would naturally not be polite, and directly took out a prescription from his body, handed it to the middle-aged man, and said with a smile. "As long as the senior finds these medicinal materials, it will be fine."

After the middle-aged man took the prescription, he took a serious look, but frowned slightly, then looked at Zhao Yifan again, and said. "Do you need so many medicinal materials? There are medicinal materials, but they are expensive!"

"It's not that simple to improve your strength." Zhao Yifan said with a smile. "If it were simple, wouldn't everyone be able to improve their strength at will."

"Bai Xiaozong can even afford [-] thousand-year-old medicinal materials, can't it be that this little medicinal material can't be produced?"

"Besides, these medicinal materials are all used on Zhu Dong's body, and they are not wasted."

"Okay, I'll go get the medicinal materials now." The middle-aged man thought for a while and said. "However, it will take some time to gather these medicinal materials."

"Don't worry." Zhao Yifan smiled and said. "There is still a little time before the start of the competition, as long as the seniors can make it together within an hour."

"An hour?" The middle-aged man frowned slightly and said. "Although time is a bit tight, it's still possible. The big deal is, I'll go to the Azure Dragon School to borrow it."

"Then I'll trouble you senior." Since the middle-aged man dared to agree, he must have a way to get it all together, Zhao Yifan smiled and said. "As long as the medicinal materials are ready, I will immediately help Zhu Dong improve his strength."

"Okay." The middle-aged man nodded and left in a hurry.

After the middle-aged man left, Zhu Dong asked Zhao Yifan curiously. "Can you really improve my strength?"

"Of course." Zhao Yifan nodded and said confidently. "You have been in the elementary school for several years! If you want to break through, you are actually missing an opportunity. If I create an opportunity for you, won't you break through?"

"Actually, it's not as difficult as you think."

Although what Zhao Yifan said was simple, Zhu Dong knew that such an opportunity might not be so easy to create, otherwise some people would not be in the same realm, and one card would last for several years, or even decades.

But I have to admit that Zhao Yifan is really good, and he can even create opportunities. For Zhao Yifan, Zhu Dong really admires him more and more.

Less than an hour later, the middle-aged man hurried back to the room.

This time the middle-aged man brought back a lot of things, put them directly in front of Zhao Yifan, and said to Zhao Yifan. "All the medicinal materials you want are here, take a look."

Zhao Yifan took a look, and found that these were exactly the herbs he needed.

"That's right." Zhao Yifan nodded and said. "With these things, we can help Zhu Dong improve."

"Senior, please prepare two large wooden barrels in the room, then fill them with hot water, and leave the rest to me."

"Okay." Since he chose to trust Zhao Yifan, the middle-aged man did not hesitate any longer.

Hastily asked people to prepare two large wooden barrels filled with hot water, and after putting them in the room, the middle-aged man and the disciples of Bai Xiaozong withdrew out.

Soon, only Zhao Yifan and Zhu Dong were left in the room.

Zhao Yifan sorted the medicinal materials sent by the middle-aged man, put them into two large wooden barrels, and then pointed to a wooden barrel and said to Zhu Tong. "Take off your clothes and jump into that barrel."

"Okay." Looking at the barrel full of medicinal materials, Zhu Dan nodded, then took off his clothes, and jumped into the barrel. "Next, what do I do?"

"Next, just leave it to me. You just need to get some sleep." Zhao Yifan narrowed his eyes and said with a smile after glancing at Zhu Dong in the barrel.

Then Zhao Yifan walked up behind Zhu Tong, and directly knocked Zhu Tong unconscious with a hand knife.

"You're asleep, so I can do it." Zhao Yifan glanced at the unconscious Zhu Dong, and said calmly.

Looking around, Zhao Yifan arranged an isolation formation.

Silver needles appeared in Zhao Yifan's hands, and with a flick of his wrist, they flew directly around the barrel.

In the blink of an eye, a formation was arranged around the barrel.

"Give it to me." Zhao Yifan made a handprint, and then shouted loudly.

I saw the big wooden barrel containing Zhu Dong flying up into the air, and there was a raging fire under the wooden barrel.

The fire was burning the wooden barrel, and there was nothing wrong with the wooden barrel, but the water in the wooden barrel was slowly boiling.

In Zhao Yifan's hand, silver needles appeared one after another. Zhao Yifan swung his wrist quickly, and these silver needles pierced the eight strange meridians all over Zhu Dong's body.

In the blink of an eye, Zhu Dong was like a hedgehog.

"Just enjoy it slowly!" After all this last night, Zhao Yifan stretched, then took off his clothes and jumped into another big wooden barrel.

Zhao Yifan sat cross-legged in the big wooden barrel, and quickly formed fingerprints on his hands.

As Zhao Yifan formed seals faster and faster, the water in the barrel also boiled rapidly.

The power of the medicine in the wooden barrel was vigorously refined, and then began to slowly pour into Zhao Yifan's body.

Without any hesitation, Zhao Yifan quickly began refining and absorbing, and entered the state of cultivation.

"Elder Zhu, what are you doing in there? Why is there no movement at all." The disciples of Bai Xiaozong did not go far after leaving the room, but waited outside the room. The younger brother was very curious, so he asked the middle-aged man.

"You just have to watch." The middle-aged man didn't know what Zhao Yifan was doing, but how could the middle-aged man appear so ignorant as an elder, he could only pretend to be calm.

However, the hearts of middle-aged people are also very curious.

I don't know how Zhao Yifan wants to help Zhu Dong improve his strength. If this method is feasible, can it be used on a large scale by the disciples in the headquarter. If so, it will be a great thing for Bai Xiaozong.

After hesitating for a while, the middle-aged man still couldn't hold back and wanted to investigate.

However, he found that there was a formation in the room, so that he could not detect it, which made the middle-aged man stunned.

It seems that Zhao Yifan has already figured everything out, he is really a ghost boy.

Since there is no way to investigate, we can only wait outside obediently.

I hope that Zhao Yifan can do what he says and really help Zhu Dong improve his strength.

"what!"

After a while, there was a scream like killing a pig in the room.

Everyone in Baixiaozong was stunned for a moment, and then someone said weakly. "This sounds like Junior Brother Zhu's voice. Why is the voice so miserable? Could it be that bastard is mistreating Junior Brother Zhu?"

Hearing this disciple's explanation, the middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, and murmured in his heart.

Didn't Zhao Yifan say that he wanted to help Zhu Dong improve his strength?How could there be such a miserable cry, and what happened in the house, the middle-aged man was very curious.

After hesitating for a while, the middle-aged man didn't bother rashly.

Perhaps now is the critical period for promotion. If he failed because of his disturbance, it would not be a waste of work. If Zhu Dong was affected by this, it would be bad.

Let's wait until Zhao Yifan comes out and ask again!
(End of this chapter)