Chapter 1177

Chapter 1177 be my apprentice

Zhao Songyan shook his head and said slowly, "dongfangyan, you disappoint me."

As he spoke, he rose with great momentum, vast and majestic.

In Chen Feng's eyes, if the momentum of dongfangyan just now was a small hill, then Zhao Songyan's momentum was a huge mountain, which was severely pressed down.

Dongfang Yan was immediately pressed to his knees, his waist bent deeply, and his head was pressed down to dust.

Finally, he couldn't even maintain his kneeling position. With a snap, he was directly pressed on the ground.

Then his body gradually flattened.

Blood flowed out of his seven orifices.

It seems that Zhao Songyan is actually going to crush him alive with momentum.

Chen Feng's heart jumped: "this Zhao Songyan is really a cruel means!"

Dongfangyan suddenly raised his head, stared at Zhao Songyan with resentment on his face, and shouted, "Zhao Songyan, why did you ask me to do this? Did you say you were disappointed with me?"

"Unexpectedly, I am even more disappointed in you!"

"How many years have I been with you? I have been with you for 30 years. I worked hard for you. At least three times, I almost died for you!"

"And you? How do you treat me? My nephew is the most talented among all the backward disciples of the herbalist Association, but you always ignore him. Instead, you pay so much attention to an outsider like Feng Chen!"

"I've worked hard for you for so many years, and you didn't even give me the position of an heir. Instead, you want to cultivate Feng Chen, a little boy you haven't met, into an heir!"

"How can I be reconciled? How can I be convinced?"

"I just want to kill him and cut off your hope!"

Hearing this, Zhao Songyan suddenly became silent, and his face showed an extremely complex look.

There was anger, shock, and even a trace of guilt.

After a long time, he sighed gently and said, "I didn't expect that you should have such a great resentment against me, and I didn't expect that you should think so."

"But I'm really sorry for you."

He suddenly withdrew his momentum, waved his hand, and said faintly, "get out!"

"Since then, you have been expelled from the herbalist Association."

Dongfang Yan nodded and glared at Chen Feng fiercely. The color of resentment on his face almost solidified into essence, and then turned around and left quickly.

Chen Feng looked at Zhao Songyan, sighed faintly, and said, "if you don't kill a snake, you will suffer from it."

Hearing this, Zhao Songyan was stunned. He didn't expect Chen Feng to speak to him in such a natural tone.

He laughed: "you little fellow, you are not afraid of me."

Chen Feng said with a smile, "you saved my life. Obviously, you have good intentions for me. Why should I be afraid?"

With that, he suddenly coughed violently, vomited blood, and the wound burst.

Chen Feng felt that he was extremely weak and could not even fight an ordinary person.

Zhao Songyan popped out a pill, which was the size of an egg yolk, with a light golden color. It had a strong aroma, and it actually sent out a burst of light pressure!

Chen Feng instinctively took it, and was surprised: "on the elixir, it will actually send out pressure. What elixir is this?"

Zhao Songyan smiled and said, "four pills, one golden pill."

Chen Feng's eyes flashed, and it was actually the fourth elixir!

Even for the strong people in the soul coagulating realm, the four pills are extremely rare, enough to cause these strong people to compete.

Zhao Songyan said, "a turn of the golden elixir is a holy healing product. For people in your realm, almost all injuries can be easily recovered. Swallow it quickly!"

Chen Feng was not hypocritical and swallowed it in one gulp.

After swallowing it, he felt countless pale golden warm currents swimming madly in his body.

Wherever the warm current goes, all injuries disappear!

Not healing, but directly smoothing! Let it disappear directly.

The wound on the surface of Chen Feng's body instantly turned into smooth muscle, and he couldn't see a drop of blood.

And he felt that everything about him had recovered to the peak, and he was extremely energetic and wonderful.

Chen Feng was stunned: "is this the power of the fourth pill? It's so strong!"

Suddenly, with a smile, he stretched out his hand and said, "is there anything else?"

Zhao Songyan was stunned and nodded, "you little fellow, it's interesting."

He said, "first of all, my name is Zhao Songyan, and I am the president of Suiyang County herbalist Association."

"Someone presented me a small return pill that day. After reading it, I lamented that you are a world-renowned wizard in the pharmaceutical industry, so I asked dongfangyan to take you back, but I didn't expect..."

Speaking of this, he sighed faintly.

Chen Feng knew that his series of strange experiences were all due to this sentence.

From the ten day hall man to the shadow killer, and then to the later dongfangyan.

Zhao Songyan looked at Chen Feng and said with a smile, "I see that you have a high talent for refining medicine, but you are immersed in other aspects. You can't concentrate on being a pharmacist."

He showed a very regrettable look on his face, then looked at Chen Feng, smiled and said, "I want to take you as a disciple and cultivate you as the heir of Suiyang County herbalist Association. I don't know whether you are willing or not?"

As he spoke, a confident and confident smile appeared on his face.

Obviously, it is normal to think that Chen Feng will definitely answer.

After all, the favor of a president of the herbalist association is a great opportunity for most people.

Let alone be cultivated as an heir.

The president of the county's herbalist association has an incomparable status, which is no worse than the leader of Ziyang sword field and chengtianmen.

For most people, it must be a ecstatic promise.

Unfortunately, Chen Feng pondered for a moment, but his face showed an apologetic smile and whispered, "president, the boy can only live up to his love."

"The boy has a sect, so he really can't be a disciple under you anymore."

"Oh? You already have a door?" Zhao Songyan frowned.

He thought that Chen Feng was an ordinary herbalist with no sect.

Chen Feng nodded and said, "the boy's name is not Feng Chen, but Chen Feng. He is a disciple of Ziyang sword field in Danyang county."

"It turned out to be an expert in Ziyang sword field. No wonder!"

Zhao Songyan suddenly said.

In fact, the real reason why Chen Feng refused him was that Chen Feng already had old medicine.

No matter how powerful the herbalist is, is he older than the medicine? This is an existence that has lived for thousands of years. What don't you understand?

Zhao Songyan's face showed a pity color, sighed for several times, clapped his hands in some frustration, and said, "Oh, that's really unlucky, that's really unlucky, you actually have a sect!"

Looking at him like this, Chen Feng felt that the old man was really cute, with a feeling of an old urchin.