Chapter 168 On the Han River

In the Great Hall of Heimuya, Xin Han was holding a medicine bottle containing the elixir of immortality, his arms were trembling with excitement, "the medicine of immortality". Are you excited?

Opening the pill bottle, a fragrant medicinal smell wafted out, making people feel refreshed after asking.

Xin Han smiled, wondering if this was a psychological effect.

Putting the elixir inside everywhere, I saw three khaki-colored elixirs resting in the palm of my hand. Xin Han frowned. Why did the longevity medicine look so ordinary? Grains, this is not enough.

He didn't understand the principles of medicine, so he must have been unable to figure it out, so he put away one pill, leaving only two pills in his hand, and asked someone to call Ping Yizhi directly.

When Ping Yizhi came to the hall, he would kowtow.

Xin Han waved his hand: "You don't need to be too polite, come and see the elixir in my hand."

Ping Yizhi raised his head and saw the leader holding a pill in his right hand, he hurried over and asked, "Master, is there any mystery here?"

Xin Han frowned and said, "This is the elixir of immortality, the elixir of immortality, why don't you see anything special about it?"

When Ping Yizhi heard the elixir, he fell to the ground with a plop. He felt sore and limp all over. He couldn't believe that the legendary elixir was right in front of him, and there were two more!

Xin Han quickly lifted him up with one hand and put him on a chair beside him: "I said Lao Ping, what's wrong with you."

Ping Yizhi felt ashamed and said: "This is the first time this subordinate sees the elixir of immortality, and he couldn't help feeling excited, but what is the special feature you are referring to, leader?"

Only then did Xin Han turn his attention to the elixir again: "Immortal elixir, such a miraculous elixir, shouldn't it have something like ten thousand rays of light, thousands of auspicious colors, etc. Why does it look like a clay ball. "

In fact, what he dislikes is that the Golden Pill of the First Emperor is really like a 'shit' golden pill, how similar the color is.

Ping Yizhi felt amused by the idea of ​​the leader, you are the reincarnation of a fairy. The pill you brought actually asked me?

However, Ping Yizhi had calmed down at this time, and the leader still wanted to answer any questions, so he hurriedly stood up and observed carefully: "The leader should know. The truth is that things are self-deprecating."

He raised his nose, sniffed carefully, nodded, and shook his head again.

Xin Han asked: "Old Ping, what do you mean?"

Ping Yi pointed out: "I've heard of ordinary medicines,

It can distinguish ten percent of the medicinal materials, but this longevity pill. At least hundreds of herbs are used to refine it, and there are many poisons in it, and it is difficult for subordinates to distinguish it for a while. "

Xin Han is dumbfounded, are you a nose or a scanner, you can tell these data just by smelling it, if you smell it overnight, you will be able to crack the formula soon? "

"Then are you sure to deduce the pill formula?" Xin Han put the pill into the bottle, and looked at Ping Yizhi expectantly.

Ping Yizhi thought for a while before asking: "May I ask the leader, how many pills are there in total?"

Xin Han smiled wryly and said, "This is the elixir of immortality, how many pills do you want? Only these two pills are the ones I have worked so hard to get."

Ping shook his head with a finger and said: "The leader must know that if you want to deduce the pill formula, you must break the pill. Since there are not many pills, the subordinates really dare not carry out the deduction, so as not to waste the pill. I also ask the leader to find famous doctors from all over the world. When the time comes, we will work together. Deduction of alchemy recipes and the art of alchemy are the perfect strategy."

Xin Han nodded, and what Lao Ping said made sense, so he asked, "I don't know if Lao Ping has anyone for you?"

Ping Yi pointed out: "If you want to invite someone to perform together, at least the medical skills must be on par with the subordinates. If the subordinates are not as good as it is, there is no need to invite them."

Xin Han said: "It's reasonable. I just don't know which famous doctor has the same medical skills as you?"

Ping pointed and said, "This subordinate has never encountered such a person in his life."

Xin Han really wanted to imprint a big foot on his embarrassing face, don't you know how to tease me by saying it?

But think about it, you really have to be more cautious. After all, there are only three pills of immortality, each of which is a precious treasure.

As soon as Xin Han changed his mind, if there is no such genius doctor in this world, he would look for it in other worlds. He remembered that in Yitian World, Mingjiao Hu Qingniu had the reputation of being a doctor of Diegu. His medical skills can be called Yitian No. 1.

I went to him first, let Ping Yizhi back down, and Xin Han planned to start communicating with Yitian World.

Unexpectedly, Ping Yizhi looked at the bottle containing the elixir: "Master, this elixir..."

Xin Han said: "I plan to let someone take one pill first, and leave one for you to study, but you have to wait, I really have a candidate for a genius doctor, wait for me to pick up the person, and then take the rest of the pill. Take it out and study it together when the time comes."

Ping Yizhi was surprised: "Master, you must not, there are only two elixirs in total, and all of them should be used to deduce the formula among the subordinates. You must know that one more elixir will give you another chance. If it is because of one less elixir And if you fail, the gains outweigh the losses.”

Nima! When you break open the elixir and study it, it will become a mess, lose its medicinal properties, and you can't research anything, I will cry to death.

But then I thought about it, for the sake of the elixir, let's endure it first, I don't believe that if we gather famous doctors from ancient and modern times, we still can't figure out the elixir.

It's not refining the elixir from scratch, but researching the finished product. Xin Han believes that it shouldn't be that difficult, so he simply bears with it for now.

"Okay, it's according to your words, but I'll keep this elixir safe, and I'll take it out and study it when everything is ready."

Xin Han has the Void Precept, which comes with a fresh-keeping function. If it is placed outside, what will happen if the elixir has expired? Who knows if the elixir cultivated by this mortal has expired.

"This... this subordinate obeys orders." Ping Yizhi wanted to ask Xin Han to let him take a look at the elixir, but seeing that the leader didn't like it, he reluctantly withdrew.

After Ping Yizhi retreated, Xin Han directly communicated with Yitian World and established a crossing channel.

Yitian World not only has the Butterfly Valley Doctor Immortal, but also many good things that Xin Han has been thinking about for a long time, such as the "Great Teleportation of the Universe" and the "Yitian Sword". These two things are what he is determined to get. Let's talk when we meet.

It is very interesting to choose the time to enter Yitian World. Xin Han can't choose to enter at the beginning of the plot. In that case, Zhang Wuji has not been born yet, and he can't wait until Zhang Wuji grows up, because Hu Qingniu will be dead by then.

Therefore, Xin Han can only choose to enter this world when Zhang Wuji is suffering from the cold poison of Xuanming God's Palm.

This time, Xin Han didn't plan to bring a few girls. Xiaoao took some girls because he was not strong enough at the time, but now he has enough confidence in himself.

After saying hello to the girls, Xin Han entered the world of "Yi Tian Tu Long".

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A ferry boat on the Han River went down the river, and there was only one old boatman on the ferry. It carried an old Taoist priest with white hair and white beard, and a teenage boy.

The old Taoist priest was talking to the young man when he heard a loud voice from far away on the river: "Stop the boat quickly, hand over the child obediently, and the Buddha will spare your life. Otherwise, don't blame the ruthlessness."

The voice came from the waves, and it was clear to the ear. It was obvious that the person who called was not weak.

The old Taoist raised his head, and saw two river boats flying towards him. When I stared at it, I saw a big bearded man sitting on the stern of a small boat in front of him, paddling with both hands, and two children, a boy and a girl, were sitting in the cabin.

The boat behind is larger, and there are four foreign monks and seven or eight Mongolian military officers standing in the boat.

The military officers picked up the boards and helped them paddle. That big bearded man has great physical strength, with a pull of his oars, the boat rushes forward for more than ten feet, but after all there are many people in the boat behind. The distance between the two ships is getting closer and closer.

After a while, all the military officers and fan monks bent their bows and set up arrows, and shot at the big man. But I heard the feather arrow piercing the air, whining sound.

I saw the big man rowing the boat with his left hand and raising the oar with his right hand, parrying and shooting down the arrows one by one, his technique was very quick.

The old Taoist hated the Mongolian officers and soldiers for killing the Han people the most in his life, so he immediately wanted to rescue them.

Then he shouted to the boatman who was rocking the boat: "Boater, go up."

Seeing the feathered arrows flying randomly, the boatman was so frightened that his hands were so weak. It's too late to row the boat with all your might, how dare you meet the boat instead? He said in a trembling voice, "Old...old Taoist..., you...you're joking."

Seeing the situation urgently, the old Taoist snatched the oar and pulled it twice in the water. The ferry crossed the bow and greeted the oncoming ship.

Suddenly there was a scream of "ah", and the boy in the boat was hit by an arrow in his vest. The big bearded man was startled, when he leaned over to look, he was hit by arrows one after another on his shoulder and back, he was uncertain how to handle the wooden oar in his hand. Fell into the middle of the river, and boarded the boat without moving. The big boat caught up in an instant, and seven or eight Mongolian military officers and fan monks jumped onto the small boat.

The big bearded man stood unyielding, punched and kicked, and resisted with all his might.

The old Taoist shouted: "Tartar stop, don't kill people!"

Just as he was about to shake twice and leaned over, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure rushing towards the bank. The man was only a little bit on the bank, and he jumped more than ten feet to the surface of the river.

Just when the old Taoist thought that this man was about to fall into the water, the man put his left foot on top of his right foot, moved his body across the river and jumped more than ten feet, and landed on the opposite boat.

The old Taoist narrowed his eyes: "What a powerful lightness skill."

After the man boarded the boat, the sword light flickered on the boat, and within a breath, those Mongolian military officers and monks fell into the water with their swords, and the battle was resolved in the blink of an eye.

The person who came was dressed as a scholar, and he should be less than twenty years old, but this young man has such a high skill, which surprised the old man.

"Little friend is really good at it." The old man shook the oar twice, and then jumped onto the boat with a light leap.

The person who came was Xin Han who came through time travel. He knew that the old man in front of him was Yitian's number one expert, even a legendary figure in history, the founder of Wudang School, 'Zhang Sanfeng'.

Immediately smiled: "But the real Wudang Zhang is face to face!"

Zhang Sanfeng said: "It's the old Taoist, my little friend, have you seen the old Taoist before?"

"Two years ago, Zhang Zhenren's 100-year-old birthday banquet, I went there admiringly, but I saw the real person from afar." Xin Han had already thought of this reason, anyway, there were so many people who went there at that time, Zhang Sanfeng must not be able to remember everyone .

Zhang Cuishan and his wife were forced to commit suicide at the birthday banquet, which was Zhang Sanfeng's saddest birthday. Hearing Xin Han's talk, he couldn't help feeling sad.

While the two were talking, the little girl on the boat threw herself on top of a male corpse in the cabin, crying, "Daddy! Daddy!"

Xin Han looked at the girl who was pretty and lovely, and knew that this was Zhou Zhiruo when she was young, so she couldn't help shaking her head: "Unfortunately, it's a step late."

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

The man recovered his breath at this moment, regardless of his injury, he clasped his fists and said: "Mingzun, Chang Yuchun thanked you for your benevolence, and met Master Zhang."

"Brother Chang, you are welcome. As a Han Chinese, Xin Han can't see his compatriots being chased and killed by the Tartars."

Zhang Sanfeng originally heard that this person is a member of the Devil's Cult, and he felt a little displeased, but after hearing Xin Han's words, he felt that this was the truth, and immediately nodded repeatedly. (To be continued.)

PS: Thank you: old friend Hu Wei for your monthly ticket support, I haven’t seen you for a long time.