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Volume 2: Across the World Chapter 68: The King of Medicine Disappears

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    Chu Wu's shout shocked the entire grove. Jiang Yingying and Ren Zixin poked their heads out of the cabin and looked out of the forest, their faces suddenly filled with surprise.

    "My husband is back."

    "Ye Feng is finally back."

    The two people said, hurriedly opened the door and ran out of the forest.

    Looking at the two girls, Ye Feng smiled slightly.

    Finally home!

    The pretty figure came towards her. Jiang Yingying threw herself into Ye Feng's arms and sobbed softly: "Mr. Gong, I've been gone for so long, and Yingying misses you so much."

    "Oh, sister, I just said that this kid Ye Feng can't die." Ren Zixin said seemingly nonchalantly, looking up and down carefully, frowning, "Ye Feng, you seem to be seriously injured, and there's something on your back.  Who is it?¡±

    Ye Feng sighed.

    More than a month had passed since the battle in the forest. Zeng Yi's life and death were uncertain. All seventeen core disciples under his command were killed in the battle. He was very lucky. He saved a life with the help of a third-level thunder-type fairy treasure, but he was too seriously injured.  After a month of recuperation, I was only 40 to 50% better.

    As early as the moment he decided to embark on the path of a warrior, Ye Feng was ready for all battles and bloodshed. The practice of a warrior itself is to struggle with the sky, dance on the tip of a knife, swim in a pool of blood, no matter how serious the injury is, as long as  As long as there is one life left, there is still hope.

    Now, what Ye Feng is concerned about and wants to know urgently is whether Zeng Yi can be saved.

    He walked into a wooden house, carefully put Zeng Yi down, made him lie flat on the bed, and then felt his breathing.

    His breathing was still weak, but he was still alive.

    The two women followed Ye Feng and entered the wooden house. Ren Zixin held her jade cheek in her hand and stared at it for a while, then suddenly exclaimed, "Is this, is this Brother Zeng?"

    "Yes." Ye Feng nodded heavily, "Brother Zeng's breath has been very weak for a whole month. I don't know if he can still wake up."

    Ren Zixin was incredulous when she received Ye Feng's affirmative answer.  Affected by Ye Feng, she always felt that Zeng Yi should be an arrogant and cold-blooded strong man, but the man in front of her was black in color and had a weak aura, which was not suitable for Zeng Yi's status as the third in the martial arts rankings.

    Jiang Yingying covered her mouth with a look of surprise.

    At this time, Hu Wei, Chu Wei, and Chu Wu also entered the wooden house.

    Looking at Zeng Yi, who was all charred and black, Hu Wei had a sullen face and murmured: "Sure enough!"

    Ye Feng frowned and asked, "What's true?"

    Hu Wei said: "Early this morning, I returned to the foot of Feixian Mountain where the Ancient Sword Sect is located to inquire about your news. I learned from the nominal disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect that a great event has happened in the Ancient Sword Sect in recent days."

    "What's the big deal?" Ye Feng felt something bad in his heart.

    "It's like this. The great elder Li Ruoshui announced to the outside world that the former sect leader had an accident when he went out to hunt monsters and died. The second elder Qiu Yue rebelled against the sect and colluded with outsiders to frame the former sect leader. He was killed by Li Ruoshui.  Ruoshui was killed in front of the Sword Tomb. Just three days ago, Li Ruoshui officially assumed the position of the leader of the Ancient Sword Sect. Anyone who disobeys will be killed on the spot or expelled from the sect. "

    Ye Feng¡¯s eyes immediately filled with hatred.

    Li Ruoshui, it is indeed Li Ruoshui!

    This old fox has been pushing Qiu Yue to the forefront, while he hides in the darkness, just waiting for the time to show his fangs and take the last bite.  Qiu Yue, who wanted to be the leader of the Ancient Sword Sect, ended up being the scapegoat. I can only say that he deserved it!

    Ye Feng was angry all his life, and his blood was boiling. There was a dull pain in his chest and abdomen, and he almost lost his balance. He hurriedly held the edge of the bed and took a long breath.

    Ren Zixin hurriedly took out a healing pill and put it into Ye Feng's mouth.

    When the pill is taken into the mouth, the coolness melts in the mouth and spreads throughout the body. As soon as the pain subsides, the wounds that have not completely healed begin to close inward.  Ye Feng's spirit was suddenly shaken, and he sighed: "The way of elixirs is really miraculous. This healing pill can speed up wound healing at least a hundred times."

    With that said, Ye Feng looked at Ren Zixin and said, "Zixin, quickly take a few healing pills and give them to Brother Zeng."

    Ren Zixin nodded, took a healing pill, dissolved it in water, and fed Zeng Yi bit by bit and drank it.

    For a long time, there was no response.

    I fed another one, but still no reaction.

    Ren Zixin frowned slightly, placed two fingers on Zeng Yi's pulse, and laid the book given by the King of Medicine flat, flipping through the pages, and after a long time, she breathed softly and said: "The effect of Yuti Pill is to coagulate blood.  Although it is solid, Brother Zeng's injuries are caused by flames. The surface of the body has been carbonized, and Yuti Pills are powerless. "

      Hearing this, Ye Feng's heart suddenly sank, and he quickly asked: "Is there no other way?"

    Ren Zixin lowered her head sadly, with a guilty look on her face, and said softly: "It's just that Zixin is not good at elixirs. At this critical moment, she can't help at all. Now, I have no choice but to go to my adoptive father."

    Ye Feng felt pity in his heart, caressed Ren Zixin's hair, and said: "Zixin, the King of Medicine is addicted to the way of elixirs. He has spent his entire life to achieve what he is today. You have only been in the way of elixirs for half a year, and you can get a glimpse of the way of elixirs."  The path is pretty good. Let¡¯s go to Yaowang Mountain right away. I hope Yaowang can do something about it.¡±

    With that said, Ye Feng carefully carried Zeng Yi on his back.

    The group of people left the temporary wooden house and rushed all the way to Yaowang Mountain.

    The journey was long, and a month later, Ye Feng finally saw the towering Yaowang Mountain.

    Following the stone steps of the secret passage, looping up to the top of the mountain, Ye Feng looked up and saw that the attic that Zeng Yi built was still standing, but the small thatched house was somewhat dilapidated. The cold wind blew, and the withered grass rustled.  , looking a little cold and desolate.

    "Senior Medicine King?" Ye Feng called softly.

    no respond.

    "Father?" Ren Zixin also called out urgently.

    Still no response.

    Ye Feng instinctively sensed something was wrong, walked quickly to the attic, and opened the door to the attic.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    The door squeaked and opened inward, and the dust immediately rose up.

    With floating ash entering his nose, Ye Feng coughed suddenly, covered his mouth and nose, and shot into the alchemy room.

    In the alchemy room, the alchemy furnace is still placed in the same place, but there is dust everywhere, and the Medicine King is not here.

    Ye Feng's heart has sunk to the bottom of the valley.

    Ye Feng was sure that Yao Wang was no longer in Yao Wang Mountain without having to look for it on the two floors above.

    He stretched out his finger and lightly touched the alchemy furnace. Judging from the thickness of the floating ash, King Yao had been gone for at least three months.

    Where has he gone?

    "FatherFather"

    Just as Ye Feng was thinking, Ren Zixin's urgent call rang out.

    Ye Feng greeted him outside and said, "Zixin, there's no need to look for him. Yao Wang has already left."

    Ren Zixin glanced into the alchemy room and immediately said with certainty: "Impossible, my adoptive father said that this alchemy furnace is the life of a pharmacist. No matter where he goes, he will definitely take this alchemy furnace with him."

    After saying that, Ren Zixin stubbornly stepped onto the stairs leading to the second floor.

    After a while, she hurried downstairs and rushed to the small thatched cottage on the side of the attic.

    Within ten breaths, she was back.

    "My foster fatheris really not here." She looked gloomy, clenching her white fists tightly, "He, he must have encountered an accident."

    "Zixin, don't worry." Ye Feng comforted softly, "The Medicine King probably went out to collect medicine. Maybe in a few days, he will come back here carrying the medicine basket."

    Ren Zixin shook his head: "I saw it very clearly just now. The basket used by my adoptive father to collect medicine is still in the thatched house. In the room on the second floor of the attic, there is a pot of brewed tea that has not been drunk yet. My adoptive father must have  He was walking very fast, I thought maybe he had encountered something unexpected."

    Hearing this, Ye Feng's heart sank.

    Zi Xin observed very carefully. According to her, the probability of Yao Wang having an accident was over 90%.  I think back to more than half a year ago, when I, Yao Wang and Zeng Yi were drinking and chatting freely on this mountain. Looking at now, one of them is missing, the other's life and death are uncertain, and only I am still standing tenaciously.

    A sigh.

    Zeng Yi was seriously injured and in urgent need of medical treatment. The search for the Medicine King could only be postponed.

    Ye Feng turned to look at Chu Wei and Chu Wu, and ordered: "You two, clean this place well and wipe away the dust. Especially the alchemy room, it must be kept spotless. Zi Xin will use it later."

    "Me?" Ren Zixin pointed to her nose.

    "Yes!" Ye Feng scratched Ren Zixin's little nose, "That's you."
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