"You go and get the yacht ready. When the ceremony is over tomorrow, we'll leave immediately!" After returning to the cabin, ye Lingfeng did not shy away from brother Yue. He took out the monkey wine from the storage ring and took a big mouthful of it. He felt that it was full of medicine and began to nourish his body. After relieving the pain between his chest and abdomen, he half stayed on the boat and explained to brother Yue.
Although there is no real idea of Mu Xin, ye Lingfeng always feels that there is something conspiracy in this matter. And in the vast sea, the ship is the foot of a man, anything can go wrong, but the foot must not go wrong.
After that, without waiting for brother Yue to ask, ye Lingfeng closed his eyes and began to think about the second half of what Li Tianming said when he left.
Since Li Tianming practiced neijiaquan, and he also practiced neijiayang mysticism, it shows that he and Master Yu really should be old friends. But what ye Lingfeng can't understand is why Li Tianming is a heaven level master since he is an old friend. However, Master Yu has no other accomplishments except his family cultivation.
Against Zhan Tian level, still invincible! Xuantian secret method is really extraordinary! And think of here, ye Lingfeng's eyes become more blazing.
For ye Lingfeng's injury, Mu Xin showed great enthusiasm. When ye Lingfeng was meditating and breathing, he came here, not empty handed, but with a box of black plaster.
According to him, this box of plaster is made of Astragalus membranaceus and poria cocos, which has a wonderful effect in nourishing the viscera. With a vigilant attitude, ye Lingfeng checked it carefully, and found that everything was the same as what Mu Xin said, and there was no other harmful thing in the plaster, which was pure healing saint.
Not only that, Muxin also brought a pot of ginseng stewed chicken soup to Ye Lingfeng, which was carefully cooked by the ship's cooks. The juice was delicious and the medicine was delicious. According to Ye Lingfeng's conjecture, the ginseng stewed in the soup was definitely more than 50 years old.
It seems that Mu Xin's heart is not to treat Ye Lingfeng, but to treat him so carefully.
Especially after brother Yue's cruise boat checked carefully and said that there was no abnormality in the engine of the yacht, ye Lingfeng began to doubt whether he was really taking the heart of a villain as the belly of a gentleman. Some of them were too cautious.
But Li Tianming is not clear, or let Ye Lingfeng can't put down his doubts.
But no matter how confused Ye Lingfeng was, the night on the sea was very quiet. On the second day, when the red sun was high, ye Lingfeng felt that the injury between his viscera was better than before. In addition to the moistening effect of magic power on viscera and the effect of monkey wine, the plaster and ginseng chicken soup that Muxin brought to Ye Lingfeng were also absolutely meritorious.
"Mr. Ye is really blessed. He was so badly injured that he nearly recovered overnight." When ye Lingfeng came to the deck from the cabin, he found that the ceremony was ready. Seeing ye Lingfeng's vigorous spirit, a strange flash flashed in Mu Xin's eyes.
"I also want to thank Mr. mu for the plaster, otherwise it will take some time." Ye Lingfeng chuckled and then said to Mu Xin, "I don't know where tianxinlan is? Take this and I'm leaving. "
"Mr. Ye, take it easy." After hearing this, Mu Xin gave a light smile and patted her hands slightly. Along the side of the deck, a blonde with a wooden box came up. After taking the box from the blonde, Mu Xin reached out and opened it.
Sure enough, it's tianxinlan! Seeing the things in the wooden box, ye Lingfeng's eyes suddenly lit up. According to the records of wanfatong, the leaf color of tianxinlan is black and white, just like the combination of yin and Yang, and the flowers are like stars, which is exactly the same as the things in the wooden box.
When ye Lingfeng came near, the ancient martial practitioners on the deck were all envious. Especially those who have reached the level of metaphysics, their eyes are almost bursting with fire, and they are eager to try.
However, although their heart is moving, no one dares to get close to Ye Lingfeng. What happened yesterday has made them have a deep understanding of Ye Lingfeng's cultivation. To be an opponent with such a person is to seek death.
As long as you get tianxinlan, even if the refining of the elixir fails, you still have a chance to come back, and you will have another 50% chance to be promoted to the prefecture level! Ye Lingfeng smiles and goes to Mu Xin, intending to take Tian Xin Lan from the wooden box.
No! But just as he came to Mu Xin and touched the wooden box containing Tian Xin Lan, ye Lingfeng was suddenly shocked. Then he found that Mu Xin's eyes were filled with a faint sneer.
Without any hesitation, he immediately wanted to run cloud trot and quickly retreat from his foothold. But before he stepped, he felt that the deck under his feet was suddenly empty, and later generations began to fall.
Damn, what's going on? Suddenly clench teeth, while the body has not yet fallen, a will tianxinlan from the hands of Muxin snatched, ye Lingfeng heart scold more than. When he was close to musin just now, he had explored the nearby area with his mind, but he didn't find any traps. But now the hole under his feet is clearly ready for a long time.
Bang! But no matter how angry Ye Lingfeng was in his heart, his body was still like a hard stone, heavily trapped in the pit."Go or stay?" As ye Lingfeng descended, Mu Xin, with a faint smile on his face, rubbed his hands slightly, and smilingly faced those ancient martial arts practitioners and Yue Ge Dao who were standing on the deck in amazement.
Although the smile on Mu Xin's face is still as warm as before, but the killing is booming.
What the hell is this son of a bitch doing? Looking at those ancient martial arts practitioners around him, they all began to retreat towards the deck. Brother Yue was furious. He wanted to retreat, but he was worried about ye Lingfeng's condition.
"Does Mr. Yue want to stay here?" Mu Xin gave a cold smile and looked at brother Yue. Looking at him was like looking at a dead man. The meaning of the words was that only the dead can stay on the ship.
Brother Shashen, it's not my brother who is sorry for you. It's really my brother who doesn't have the ability to fight with these people! Brother Yue grits his teeth and looks at the hole which has been closed again. He turns and walks towards the deck.
Lao Zu is really Lao Zu. As long as we seal off this area with our mental strength, even if the boy's means are extraordinary, how can we see the mystery below! As long as Laozu can succeed this time, he will never have to live a life of fear. Holding his hands in front of his chest and seeing brother Yue and all the ancient martial arts practitioners leave, Mu Xin breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had taken off a heavy load.