Chapter 39: The Medicine Hall

Chapter 39 Medicine Hall (Ask for Recommended Collection)

Martial arts, exercises, swords, and pills are always what the Martial God Continent is pursuing, and even ordinary geniuses have to rely on pills to assist.

As one of the three major families in Luoxia City, the Ye family naturally has its own medicine hall.

However, the preciousness of the elixir also led to the fact that it was not something that ordinary children of the Ye family could enjoy, three years ago, Ye Chen enjoyed it for several months with his demonic talent, but after the bloodline was not awakened, the elixir provided by the family was also cut off, so Ye Chen was also in the medicine hall for three years.

Now Ye Chen's cultivation speed is quite fast, but it is far from achieving the effect that Ye Chen expected, if he used his current cultivation speed three years ago, Ye Chen would naturally be satisfied, but compared to others, he has been abandoned for at least three years, and the way of cultivation not only depends on penance, but also on actual combat, and pills are also unavoidable.

Moreover, Lan Gu's body is also gradually aging, and Ye Chen also wants to get some pills to replenish Lan Gu's body.

All night last night, Ye Chen had been cultivating the Wind Breaking Finger, although he was not handy, but he had barely mastered some!

I didn't sleep all night, but Ye Chen's spirit was unusually good, and he didn't feel a trace of fatigue!

In addition to some valuable pills in the medicine hall, ordinary pills are still sold to ordinary disciples, with millions of dollars as a foundation, Ye Chen naturally didn't care about those gold coins, and slowly dispersed the wind in his palm, while thinking about the mystery of the wind breaking finger, Ye Chen walked towards the medicine hall...

At the end of the avenue is a huge building.

The building is even more magnificent against the backdrop of the skinny tree poles along the roadside.

The heavy medicinal fragrance came with the gust of breeze, and Ye Chen couldn't help but take a few more sips, and couldn't help but feel a burst of comfort.

Glancing at the slaves who came and went around him, Ye Chen sighed with emotion, day and night, under the nourishment of the medicinal fragrance, the spiritual appearance of these slaves was obviously much better than that of other slaves, especially those maids, all of them were delicate and beautiful, and they didn't know how many children of the Ye family would seduce.

"Boy, those Qi Martial Realm powerhouses of your Ye family are all gathered here!" The medicinal fragrance also made the Fire Qilin feel comfortable for a while, and he said extremely lazily.

"Qi Martial Strong!" Ye Chen secretly smashed his tongue, these old immortals are extremely good at enjoying it, I am afraid that the high-grade pills produced by the Medicine Hall have all fallen into the arms of these old immortals, the reason why the Ye family can be so prosperous is to rely on these Qi Martial Realm powerhouses, which is why Qi Martial Realm powerhouses are sought after.

Looking at the top of the towering clouds, Ye Chen clenched his fists, the powerhouse of the Qi Martial Realm was not his purpose, his purpose was the Soul Martial Realm, and then his fist slowly loosened, and he broke a leaf at will, puffed at the corner of his mouth, held his head in both hands, and walked towards the magnificent gate of the medicine hall very comfortably.

The children of the Ye family who came to wait for the medicine were densely packed, all gathered in the medicine hall, and the noise kept wafting out, bringing a touch of vigor to the cool early autumn

"Hey, isn't that a waste? He's actually here in the medicine hall, what is he doing here?"

Ye Chen's black martial robe was extremely dazzling among the many white martial robes, and a Ye family disciple exclaimed in surprise.

"What is he doing here, does he want to ask for the purchase of pills, don't be kidding, he can't even afford living expenses with his pocket money!"

Whispers sounded among the children, Ye Chen shook his head helplessly, often the most famous people are not only geniuses, but also waste, his feet stopped slightly, and he couldn't help but look at the source of the voice, and several young people suddenly jumped into Ye Chen's sight.

Feeling the aura of several young people, Ye Chen retracted his gaze, just the second layer of the first martial arts dared to openly call the second young master of the Ye family a waste, and shook his head helplessly, it seems that only after March can he get rid of the name of waste, and he didn't care about the surrounding discussions, and walked towards the threshold very naturally.

The young men who were originally talking about Ye Chen felt Ye Chen's projected gaze, and their voices stopped abruptly, and the coldness in their dark eyes made them shudder.

Suddenly feeling something, Ye Chen's figure paused, and the corners of his mouth looked towards a place behind him with a little smile, there was a familiar figure of Ye Chen, Ye Wushuang, at this moment, Ye Wushuang was surrounded by more than thirty disciples, feeling Ye Chen's gaze, Ye Wushuang was also stunned, and then nodded, and had no intention of coming. Ye Chen didn't care, he also nodded slightly, still walked away, and muttered at the corner of his mouth: "It seems that he has developed well."

A few days ago, there were only a few children who followed Ye Wushuang, but today there were suddenly dozens more, it seems that Ye Wushuang's ability is not bad.

Under the gaze of one after another, Ye Chen's figure flashed into the threshold, and a more intense medicinal fragrance came to his face.

However, Ye Chen's face changed suddenly, several sharp explosions suddenly sounded, and a black shadow suddenly jumped into Ye Chen's eyes, and the cold wind was really angry.

With frowning brows, Ye Chen's figure jumped back unhurriedly, the whole process seemed extremely natural, his figure was as light as a butterfly, and his posture was elegant.

The burst of wind true qi that shot out swept across Ye Chen's shoulder, and shot at the mountain rocks behind him, and the mountain rocks exploded in an instant, turning into pieces and scattering all over the ground.

A trace of coldness flashed in his dark eyes, the corners of Ye Chen's mouth were slightly raised, and his cold gaze fell on the figure at the gate in the distance, and his eyes flickered.

Because he seemed familiar with that figure, and a pretty shadow appeared around that figure again.

That pretty shadow suddenly was Ye Wan'er, who had not been seen for a few days, and there was obviously a trace of tiredness on that delicate face, which made people can't help but feel the urge to pity.

Ye Chen's gaze only swept over Ye Wan'er slightly, and finally landed on the young man next to Ye Wan'er, and sneered: "Ye Ziming!"

Ye Ziming, Ye Tian's number one lackey, is also the son of Ye Hao, and his cultivation has reached the eighth level of the first martial arts, and he is the leader of the Ye family's generation.

Ye Ziming turned his head to look at Ye Chen with a proud expression, and a hint of smugness flashed in his eyes.

"Ye Chen, you actually came here, when did the medicine hall become a gathering place for poor ghosts!" Ye Ziming held his head high, and his slightly gloomy eyes swept over the surrounding children, and then fell on Ye Chen, and a trace of banter could not help but welling up in his eyes, the waste in front of him actually dared to bet with his father.

Ye Chen's bet with Ye Hao had already spread throughout the Ye Mansion, and at this moment, I don't know how many pairs of eyes were looking forward to Ye Chen's desperate expression, and Ye Ziming was one of them.

Smiled indifferently, Ye Chen rubbed his forehead a little helplessly, even if this world doesn't cause trouble, there are people who find it, it's really troublesome.

Ye Ziming glanced at Ye Wan'er beside him, his eyes couldn't help revealing a hint of fiery, and then said softly: "Wan'er, it's really this kid who injured Ye Xing!"

Ye Wan'er looked at Ye Chen's black robe with complicated eyes, and then nodded slightly.

Thinking of Ye Tian's instructions, and being able to breathe a bad breath for her in front of Ye Wan'er, as a result, Ye Ziming's eyes couldn't help but flash a hint of banter, the eighth layer of the first martial arts to deal with a waste of the fifth layer of the first martial arts is obviously a sure thing, and said lightly: "Ye Chen, since you have defeated Ye Xing, then you dare to compete with me!"

The extremely flat voice caused a burst of contempt among many Ye family disciples, Ye Ziming was not clearly bullying people.

"It's not so leisurely!" Looking at Ye Ziming with an extremely idiot look, Ye Chen shook his head helplessly, scratched his nails, and smiled.

"What, Ye Chen, do you want me to force you to be angry as Ye Xing said, do you dare?" Ye Ziming was not in a hurry, Rao responded with confidence.

"I'm too lazy to tell you!" Ye Chen smiled helplessly, slowly took a few steps forward, his dark eyes stared at Ye Ziming tightly, and then looked at Ye Wan'er with a little mockery, patted Ye Ziming's shoulder, and said helplessly: "There are also pickled girls who are not like this!"

"Pickle girl, heh, Ye Chen, it's a pity that you don't cooperate!" Ye Ziming is obviously not comparable to Ye Xing's kind of little kid, he still maintained the tone just now, not changing at all for Ye Chen's words, looking at Ye Chen's sleeve in disgust, then stretched out his right hand and slowly patted the place, and said lightly: "My shoulder is not something anyone can pat, can Ye Chen's move be regarded as a provocation to me?"

Squinting his eyes slightly, Ye Chen showed a chuckle and looked at Ye Ziming: "Yes, it is indeed Ye Tian's number one general!"

The corners of her mouth were still pouting with leaves, her hands were holding her head again, and she bypassed the two of them very comfortably, Ye Wan'er's eyes were on Ye Chen, but Ye Chen never looked at it directly, her heart was complicated, and it was that slightly mocking smile, the same smile as three years ago

With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, Ye Ziming turned around, and his figure shot out in vain, shooting out towards Ye Chen's back, his palms suddenly curled into a claw-like appearance, and at the tips of his fingers, the cold wind was constantly rolling, and a hissing sound suddenly sounded at his fingertips, carrying a terrifying aura towards Ye Chen.

"Ahh

Many of the Ye family's disciples outside the threshold couldn't help but let out an exclamation, Ye Ziming actually suddenly made a move at this moment!