Chapter 15 Harvest
On the official road.
The Black Tiger Escort Agency's convoy slowly drove out of the city gate, and everyone looked unhappy.
After walking for a while, a horse quietly merged into the caravan.
"Brother Fang. Where have you been these three days?"
Liu Yan asked in surprise.
"Are you going to answer me and destroy a sect?" Fang Xian rolled his eyes in his heart and answered insincerely: "I... went to take care of some personal matters..."
"After all, he is a young man, full of vigor and vitality. I understand!"
Qian Sanwu smiled stiffly.
In his opinion, Fang Xian was probably embarrassed to spend his time drinking and carousing with the bodyguards, so he secretly ran off to look for prostitutes.
Alas... thinking back then, he also had a green period.
Fang Xian glanced at the convoy and asked with a smile, "Why is everyone looking so embarrassed?"
"Alas... didn't something big happen last night? The Qingyu Sect was wiped out overnight, with flames shooting up into the sky. In the morning, even the body of the sect leader Han Yunfeng was found... The city was under martial law, and everyone had to be searched before leaving the city..."
When Liu Yan mentioned this, she became very angry: "It's probably done by an innate master. The masters in the city didn't dare to embarrass him, so they had to vent their anger on us. It's really infuriating..."
This is also the reason why they didn't doubt Fang Xian much.
After all, no matter how Fang Xian looked at it, he didn't have the strength to kill Han Yunfeng alone and destroy the Qingyu Sect.
If he really had this ability, he wouldn't have been relegated to being a small protector of the Wuxing Sect.
"Hmm... it seems that there is no end to this matter..."
Fang Xian listened to a few more sentences and was secretly surprised.
But it’s normal if you think about it.
With the backward wanted technology of that era, not to mention that he did not show up and there was no portrait, even if there was a portrait, it would be very distorted.
Even though the city walls were covered with plaster, there were many examples of bandits sneaking into the city.
Plus, I don't know the name, and there's no victim...
Even if he were the chief constable, he would be in a very difficult position and would probably just give it a try and seal the case as an unsolved mystery.
While riding on the horse, Fang Xian was also recalling his actions.
"After yesterday's battle, my martial arts seem to have improved. Even if I haven't reached the true peak of the acquired realm, I'm not far away... What's more important is that I know my own level of strength. Han Yunfeng is already the top master under the innate realm, but in a life-and-death fight, I have the confidence that I can win..."
This is certainly not done by relying on martial arts, but by relying on the [Dongxuan Eye] to cheat.
But in the final analysis, it is still a reflection of one's own strength!
"After all, he has been practicing martial arts since he was young. Is this considered a gradual improvement?"
The journey was much safer than Fang Xian had expected, and the group returned safely to Yaofeng County City.
Liu Yan and other escorts naturally returned to the Black Tiger Escort Agency, while Fang Xian took a different route and came to the Wuxing Gate.
"I got a lot of medicine from Han Yunfeng. I have to disguise myself and ask someone to identify it. Those that can be used by the peak masters of the acquired realm should be good things... I also need to read more related books and not be fooled..."
Baicaotang!
This is where the Five Forms Sect trains doctors, who are specifically responsible for treating injuries of the sect's disciples and protectors.
Fang Xian looked at the plaque and walked in gracefully.
"May I ask what brings you here, Dharma Protector?"
A medical apprentice saw Fang Xian's badge, bowed immediately and asked in confusion.
This guardian walks steadily, has no external injuries, has a ruddy complexion, and no internal problems. Who would come to the pharmacy if he is healthy?
"I am Fang Xian. I am quite interested in the art of medicine, especially pharmacology..." Fang Xian smiled: "So I am going to borrow a pharmacopoeia."
"I see. Then I will take you to see Mr. Huang."
The medicine disciple nodded, secretly complaining in his heart, but still took Fang Xian into an attic.
After opening the door, a strong medicinal fragrance hits you in the face, which makes you feel refreshed.
Inside the room, many medicinal herbs were placed in compartments, and an old man in a yellow robe was leaning on a recliner, seemingly taking a nap.
"Mr. Huang, this is our sect's guardian, and he wants to borrow a pharmacopoeia."
The medicine disciple spoke softly, with a very respectful attitude.
"Hmm? You can leave now."
Old Huang opened his eyes slightly and gave the order lightly.
He had a strange appearance and sparse beard on his chin, but he had a peculiar temperament.
After the apprentice left, Master Huang looked Fang Xian up and down and said with a smile: "From your appearance, you don't seem to be really devoted to medicine. You probably stole some elixir while out there, but you don't dare to take it carelessly, so you plan to find a reason yourself..."
Without waiting for Fang Xian to argue, he waved his hand and said, "There are many such cases. Don't show off your wealth. I also understand that. Fortunately, you are smart enough to know that you can't take medicine of unknown origin... Otherwise, hehe..."
He flipped through the counter and tossed out a book: "The Hundred Herbal Classics. Some common elixirs and ointments are in it. Go find them yourself... But if you find something that doesn't suit you, I can exchange it with you."
Huang Lao stroked his beard, a gleam of brilliance flashed in his small eyes: "You practice external martial arts, our sect's specialties such as spirit snake oil, white tiger ointment, five internal organs pills... it's always a good idea to get some to keep with you."
"Thank you!"
Fang Xian bowed, took the pharmacopoeia and walked out.
I have to say, this old man is quite a wonderful person.
However, even he probably couldn't have guessed that it was not just luck that gave him a few pills, but rather all the accumulation that the leader of the Qingyu Sect had collected in order to break through to the innate realm!
…
Three days later.
"Dragon and Tiger Bone Refining Paste, Lingshen Yangyuan Pill, Qingyu Pill... they are all good things."
Through his own identification, disguise, and asking some veteran pharmacists outside to identify the pills, Fang Xian was able to roughly identify all the pills Han Yunfeng was carrying.
Among them, the Dragon and Tiger Bone Refining Paste is a holy medicine for external skills. When practicing various external skills, it can be applied to the training area. It can treat various hidden injuries and make the training progress rapidly. There are even rumors that if this ointment is applied all over the body every day, over time, it can cleanse the marrow and create a body of copper skin, steel bars and iron bones.
But Fang Xian knew it was impossible just by thinking about it.
Even Han Yunfeng, the leader of the Qingyu Sect, only managed to get a small box of ointments with the power of the Qingyu Sect, which was not enough for several uses.
As for the Lingshen Yangyuan Pill, it is a real tiger and wolf medicine that can greatly replenish qi and blood. If an ordinary person takes one pill, he will be so weak that he will bleed from the nose. Only innate masters who have truly cultivated true qi, or warriors who are trying to break the threshold of true qi, can use it.
As for the last Qingyu Pill, it is used for healing and has miraculous effects on treating various internal and external injuries. Han Yunfeng probably used it just in case.
"Now , these are all cheap for me..."
A hint of excitement appeared on Fang Xian's face.
“The Jade Pills are for saving my life. Although there isn’t much Dragon Tiger Bone Refining Paste, it’s enough for me to practice a few external martial arts to a small degree … Then, I can truly try to break through to the Xiantian realm!”
