I'm an NPC, I can't understand the player's words

Few immortal cultivators come and go to the cities and towns of mortals. Occasionally there are indeed some qi cultivators who, because there is no hope of immortality, will come to the mortal world to enjoy the prosperity for the rest of their lives.

A fairy teacher came to Tongyue Town recently, saying that he came to the mortal world to find some interesting stories and deeds, and he would give medicine to people for medical treatment, which attracted mortals from the surrounding villages and neighbors to go there, wanting to establish a good relationship with the fairy , want to get one or two elixir, think

And this fairy is none other than Jiang Fan. Jiang Fan's practice of medicine is learned from Qin Haolin, so he can only be regarded as a favorite. In Tongyue Town, he also prescribed some medicines for mortals, using mortal herbs. With some low-level spiritual herbs, it is no problem to strengthen the body and regulate the body.

These days, there was an endless stream of people asking for medicine, and he didn't refuse, but he would accept some strange things or anecdotes as rewards, but he didn't take any gold or silver.

"Master Immortal, I want to ask for medicine." Just after giving a soup medicine, a clear and eager voice came from the front.

Jiang Fan looked up and saw a girl in blue and plain clothes, about fourteen or fifteen years old, hurried to his desk.

The woman was dressed simply, with a simple wooden hairpin on her head. She probably heard news about him from the villagers at the moment, so she hurried over with sweat on her face.

Jiang Fan was taken aback. It didn't look like he was asking for a lukewarm tonic, but more like a life-saving medicine.

"You can ask for medicine, but, little girl, this medicine, I tell you, can't save lives." Jiang Fan didn't want to be called a doctor of the dead because of a tonic, and what he needed was a life-saving prescription.

"Ah." Hearing Jiang Fan's words, the little girl was visibly taken aback, a little lost in comprehension, and panicked after a while, wanting to kneel down and beg for medicine.

But she is a mortal, where there is his speed, Jiang Fan will kneel when she sees the other party, and quickly supports her with spiritual energy, so that the other party cannot kneel down.

"Master Immortal, can I beg you to save my father and mother's life, Ah Qing is willing to repay you." Unable to kneel down, the little girl burst into tears, begging Jiang Fan to lend a helping hand to him.

Jiang Fan is a cultivator who established the foundation. When this little girl appeared, there were whispers and discussions around her.

"Ah Qing and her parents can still be saved?"

"Maybe the immortal has a way?"

"Didn't a fairy come to see it before? It's useless."

"Maybe Immortal Xi is different?"

"Poor kid"

Jiang Fan can't say that he has much confidence in his medical skills. After all, he was more interested in pharmaceuticals from the beginning. Pharmaceuticals and alchemy often have the same effect, so he guessed that he likes these.

Although he also learned some medical skills from Qin Haolin, but if it is used to save people, he doesn't have the confidence.

And listening to the comments of the people around, some people who cultivated immortals have read it before, but it was useless, which shows that this mortal is a bit serious.

If you don't have this ability, just agree blindly, that would be laughable and generous.

Just looking at the other party's state of rushing to the doctor, he had no choice but to ask: "Have you never seen a doctor? What did the doctor say?"

"The doctor said that it was due to lack of energy, and he was caught by an evil spirit. He prescribed a lot of medicine, but it didn't get better after taking it. Now it's getting worse, and I can't even get out of bed. Immortal Master, please help my parents." The little girl Unexpectedly, her thoughts were clear. Obviously, someone had asked her frequently before, so she answered quickly, but at the end, she couldn't help but feel a little sad, and begged again.

"I'm not a doctor, I'm afraid I can't cure your parents' illness." Jiang Fan decided to make it clear that he should not blindly give people hope, but seeing the shocked and disappointed look on the little girl's face, Jiang Fan finally said: "I can Go and have a look, but there is no guarantee that you can cure your parents, you understand."

"Thank you Immortal Master, thank you Immortal Master." The little girl immediately wanted to kowtow, but unfortunately, Jiang Fan refused to let her, so she had to keep nodding.

Jiang Fan called a mortal who often helped him at his desk and looked at the medicine stall, so he packed up and went to Ah Qing's house.

Ah Qing's family is in the town, and his family is not considered poor. It is a red brick and green tile house with several rooms. From the outside, it should still have some wealth, but after entering, he finds that there are not many valuable things. He guessed Well, staying in bed for a long time, even the best family fortune can only be ruined, this is normal.

He followed Ah Qing into the door, and there was an old woman in her late teens who was packing firewood inside. Seeing Ah Qing's return, he quickly shouted happily: "Ah Qing, you are back."

Seeing Jiang Fan who came with Ah Qing again, with a small beard, a gray robe, and a dust whisk, he was so careless. He was overjoyed that this must be the fairy master that the big guy said, and asked quickly: "This Is it Lord Immortal Master?"

"Grandmother, I have invited the immortal master to come back to treat my parents."

Both of them said it in unison, they were both nervous, fearful and neglectful, especially the old man, so they hurriedly asked him to sit in the lobby.

"No need, let's go see the patient first." Jiang Fan didn't need these formalities, but because Ah Qing's appearance of worrying about his parents inevitably reminded him of his own parents and moved him to feel compassion.

The little girl and the old man hurriedly nodded and said good-bye, led the way ahead, and led him into a room with a closed door. As soon as the door was opened, an unpleasant smell came out. It was a long-term illness in bed. , the smell of terminal illness, honesty is not a good smell.

Jiang Fan is a monk, so this taste is nothing to him, but these two mortals are also not disgusted at all, it seems that they often go in and out to take care of patients.

But also, an old man, a little girl, without the two adults in the middle, really can only depend on each other for survival.

Jiang Fan walked to the bed in a few steps, he looked at the two people lying on the bed in the room, he was taken aback for a moment, he still didn't believe the little girl who said she was bewitched, so it seems that she must be bewitched.

The two patients were as thin as sticks, their complexions were sallow, and they even carried a gray and dead air.

Jiang Fan put one hand on the patient's forehead, and with a light touch, an extremely small spiritual energy rushed in, and after a while, he scanned the unconscious patient for Jiang Fan.

What was it that sucked the spirit away?Jiang Fan's heart moved slightly. The result of the examination was indeed a lack of energy. The doctor the little girl hired was not wrong.

It's just that the essence has been lost too much, how can it be replenished by ordinary mortal medicines.

But this weak body can't bear the nourishment of the spirits in the cultivation world. No wonder the previous immortal teacher didn't cure it.

He looked at another patient with the same problem.

So here comes the question, what sucked the energy of two people?

"Ah Qing, when did this happen to your parents?" Jiang Fan put down his hand, put the patient's hand back under the quilt, and then raised his head to ask the little girl.

"Two years ago, my parents were often in poor spirits. I asked a doctor to see a doctor, and took medicine, but it didn't help." The little girl answered Jiang Fan's question obediently and respectfully.

After watching the two patients lying on the bed, Jiang Fan came to a conclusion, and he did not intend to deceive the child and give her false hopes, "Your parents have indeed lost their energy, but they lost too much energy, so when they arrive Bedridden now."

Human energy is limited, and it is not easy for monks to lose energy, let alone ordinary people.

"Is there anything unusual about your parents two years ago? Or have you encountered any unusual things?" Such a loss of energy doesn't seem to happen without warning, it should be caused by something.

Ah Qing is not clear about this, she is still a little girl, she can only shake her head, and then looked at another adult, the old woman also shook her head after recalling for a while, "My son and his wife didn't say what happened to them. Something unusual, probably not."

"What about the past two years?"

The big and the young shook their heads again, Ah Qing recalled the situation in the past few years, and said seriously: "My father and mother are usually with me and grandma, but my father will go out to do some business, and I usually follow By my mother's side, Master Immortal, does that count?"

Jiang Fan shook his head. Both the husband and wife lost their vitality. This should have happened together. If they were separated, this should not be the case.

This is strange, the couple seldom go out together, and they will be with the older and younger at home, so why?

In the whole family, the old and the young were not sucked away, so why did these two absorb it instead?

In terms of difficulty, it is natural that frail children and the elderly are more likely to absorb the essence, but the elderly and children will soon show it. From this point of view, it is indeed easier to start with a couple in their prime opponent.

Just, is it such a simple reason?

And, how did you do it?

Judging from the state of these two people, they should have been losing energy in the past two years.

He was sick at home and didn't go out, so the troublesome thing should be at home.

Jiang Fan was sure, he measured the room, the furnishings, desks, chairs, cabinets, dressers, etc., and found nothing wrong. Finally, his eyes moved to the wooden canopy bed and looked at it for a while. , Does this bed feel a little new?

"When was this bed made?" Jiang Fan asked suspiciously.

"Master Huixian, this bed was made five years ago, why, is there a problem?" The old man quickly replied.

"Five years ago? How did you get a new bed?" Seeing how the little girl Ah Qing should look like thirteen or fourteen years old, how did the couple change the bed.

"Master Hui, when my son and wife got married, the family was relatively poor, and they didn't have a new bed, so they had to use the old bed to renovate it. Unexpectedly, five years ago, the keel of this bed was broken. I also made a little money, so I stopped repairing it and thought about making a new bed." The old lady still remembers clearly what happened five years ago.

Jiang Fan looked at the bed. The texture was beautiful and the luster was very good. It seemed that the family had indeed made some money before, and this wood was excellent in the world. He asked, "What kind of wood is this?"

"Redwood."

Jiang Fan put one hand on the bedpost of the canopy bed, and began to probe with spiritual energy. His wood spirit root is especially good, and wood spirit roots are extremely easy to detect for things with wood attributes. After this investigation, he found a mystery on a bed board .

However, I don't know if this mystery was intentional or unintentional.

It is true that the whole bed is made of mahogany, but there is a piece of wood that is different from the bed board, which is spirit ghost wood.

The spirit ghost tree is indeed as long as the mahogany imagined, but if this spirit ghost tree is in the cultivation world, it is not a powerful spiritual thing, there are very few spirits, and the growth conditions are complicated. It is estimated that ordinary monks in the cultivation world have never seen it, but Naturally, this spirit ghost tree is also mentioned in the "Cultivation of Spiritual Plants" in the field of cultivation.

Jiang Fan is a wood spirit root. He has been familiar with "Cultivation of Spiritual Plants" since he was a child. He was taught by Jiang Jingming's way of first understanding the habits of plants and then starting alchemy since he was a child.

So at a glance, I recognized that it was the Spirit Ghost Wood.

Spiritual ghost wood, low-level spiritual wood, mainly absorbs spiritual energy to advance. When the spiritual energy is sufficient, this is an ordinary low-level spiritual tree, but this tree has its own reasons for being a ghost character.

In the case of insufficient aura, this thing absorbs the surrounding spirit to replenish energy.

Cultivators usually have their own defensive formations, and this spirit ghost wood is of no use to monks. However, these two mortals sleep on this bed every night, isn't it the same as sending it to the wood to let it suck.

No wonder, in this room, only these two adults were affected.

It was also because there was only a piece of spirit ghost wood on the bed, and it took several years for the two of them to start showing symptoms. Now five years have passed, and both of them are still alive.

Now that he found out the reason, Jiang Fan didn't hide anything, and directly told the senior and junior.

After that, the bed was changed for the two patients.

Since Jiang Fan had taken care of this matter, he did his best to do it well. He rummaged through the storage bag, found some warming herbs and boiled it into a decoction, and forcefully fed it to the two of them.

These two people are already in a coma. If the medicine doesn't work, it's probably impossible to recover.

But fortunately, the two couples fought hard and woke up that night, but they were still unable to move.

Ordinary people are so tenacious sometimes, as long as there are things in their hearts that they can't let go, they can struggle to live.

In just a few days, while Jiang Fan was setting up the stall, he would also come over to check on the situation of the couple. After feeding the decoction for about a week, the complexion of the two people really improved, and they could barely start.

"Thank you Immortal Master for saving your life." As soon as they got out of bed, the couple and their family wanted to kowtow to thank Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan always refused directly. It was impossible to fully recover the lost energy, and his medicine could only prolong their lives a little bit. How could it be life-saving in such a situation.

Medications for mortals are limited, and medicines in the cultivation world are too powerful. Seeing these two couples, he thought of his parents. He always wanted to find a point, a panacea that mortals could use, or a way to improve their health. Mortal herbal remedies.

But based on his research, it is still a dream after all.

Jiang Fan left some medicines and prescriptions for them, and then explained the duration of the medicine's effects, advised them to make early plans, and then left.

He didn't care about other mundane things, so he didn't care about the follow-up of the ghost tree.

Jiang Fan's reputation in Tongyue Town was a bit too high because of waking up Ah Qing's parents who had been in a coma. Thinking about staying here for a long time, he also heard a lot of strange things. Gained.

One day, he suddenly told everyone that he would no longer give medicines away, but left this prescription so that everyone could go and get the medicine themselves if they needed it, and then he left with the sword, leaving behind a lot of legends.

After leaving Tongyue Town, he didn't walk slowly on the road anymore. Seeing Ah Qing, he was actually a little hurt when he encountered this incident. To be honest, after he became a teacher, he always hoped that his parents To be able to have another child, to be surrounded by children and grandchildren, and to enjoy family happiness.

He had always wanted to develop some pills for his parents before, and he also did so in Xuanqingmen, but the effect was minimal.

He now feels more and more that this world is real, and it will not be a simple game. He feels that he should be a normal monk, not an NPC trying to integrate into the player.

Having made up his mind, he flew towards the Zhengfa sect. The Zhengfa sect lived next to the Xuanqing sect. After arriving at the Zhengfa sect, let's go back to the sect leisurely.

He thought this way just now, in a forest that was still some distance away from Zhengfazong, he felt a different aura, a murderous aura.

This aura cannot be said to be hidden very well, because Jiang Fan is not a sword cultivator, and he is not as keen on murderous aura as a sword cultivator. Now that he finds murderous aura, he thinks it is either because the other party is not a serious monk, or it is intentional. Expose and warn him.

However, with his cultivation base, he didn't find out where the other party was, which meant that the other party had either ambushed him in advance, or the other party's cultivation base was higher than his.

Neither is good news.

He should leave this place immediately now, but the murderous aura in all directions made him unable to judge which direction he should escape for a while.

He had no choice but to sink his heart to be vigilant secretly, keeping his eyes on the movements around him, looking for a direction to escape.

However, he wanted to compete with the other party for time, but the other party was quite anxious.

He suddenly had a creepy, hair-raising sense of panic, danger! Before his brain could react, his body's instinct quickly reacted, and he pulled out the spirit sword to block forward.

"Crack!" There was a clear sound like broken jade, and his high-grade spirit sword snapped in response. The spirit sword didn't even block the menacing attack for a second, and it broke into two halves.

Then, a yellow ray of light passed directly through the spirit sword, rushed towards Jiang Fan with a whistling momentum, and hit his chest hard.