Eight Desolate Sword God

The rain and the fog are scattered, sprinkled on the emerald green bamboo leaves, like a girl caressing the strings, and feels relaxed.

Ye Chenfeng bid farewell to Bai Xiya and others, riding a white house, a **** BMW worth tens of thousands of dollars, and rushing to the Zijin Imperial City, the core of the Zijin Kingdom.

After a long time in the middle of the road, he arrived outside the Zijin Imperial City in the evening.

Looking up to tens of meters, the majestic and magnificent of the repair, revealing the vicissitudes of the imperial city gate, Ye Chenfeng could not help but recall the childhood time, and thought of the adoptive father Ye Xuanxiang who was treated as his own flesh and blood but died bizarrely. .

“Yifu, when I enter Tianwuwufu, I must use the power of Wufu to find out your cause of death. If you are really killed, I swear that I must avenge my enemies and give you revenge.” Ye Chenfeng Clenching his fists, he swears in his heart.

Ye Chenfeng sent the **** BMW to the station outside the city, put on the mask of the person who bought it in the early stage, dressed up in a costume, and walked into the Zijin Imperial City on foot.

The reason why Ye Chenfeng is so careful is that he is afraid of being found by the Jiang family and causing unnecessary trouble.

Walking on the familiar street, Ye Chenfeng first went to the largest retail store in Zijin Imperial City, Wanbaoxing, and wanted to buy a panacea that supplemented the blood.

If you can fill up the blood and blood of the body, and reach the level of blood like a long river before the assessment of Tianhuo Wufu, Ye Chenfeng’s physical strength will reach 10,000 pounds. It is enough to crush the general soul skills.

However, the panacea that supplements the blood is too rare, and Wanbao has no inventory.

“The treasurer, I do not know where to buy the medicine to supplement the blood?” Ye Chenfeng found the Wanbao shopkeeper to inquire about the news.

“The remedy for qi and blood is too rare. In the last year, even the Imperial City auction did not sell medicinal herbs.”

With the gold-rimmed glasses, the shopkeeper in the white robe said coldly.

“The treasurer, I really need to add blood medicine, as long as you can provide a way to purchase, I will have a thick report.” Ye Chenfeng took out a thousand and two silver tickets from his arms, quietly stuffed it Said the shopkeeper, said.

“Well, okay, I will reveal you a message when you are still sensible.” The shopkeeper put the silver ticket into the sleeve without leaving any traces, saying: “A few days ago, Jijia I once offered a generous reward, and rewarded famous doctors from all over the country for treating the disease. In those rewards, there is a precious millennium blood ginseng king.”

“Millennium Blood King!”

Ye Chenfeng once checked the ancient books and knew that blood ginseng is definitely a holy medicine to supplement blood and blood. The Millennium Blood King is the best of the holy medicine. If you can get the Millennium Blood King, your strength will be greatly Upgrade.

But the family’s main injury is very heavy. Even the royal doctors in the Imperial City are helpless, so you can get the reward of Ji’s family. It depends on your ability.” The shopkeeper said.

“Thank you for your compliment.”

Having learned important news, Ye Chenfeng did not stay for a long time and got up and left Wanbao.

“姬家!”

Although Ye Chenfeng does not want to step into the Ji family, he does not want to have anything to do with Ji Dianxue, but the millennium blood ginseng king is determined to win. If he can get the Millennium Blood King, his strength can at least double.

When you enter Tianhuowu, you can get more resources for cultivation.

The next morning, Ye Chenfeng walked on the morning sun and walked to the Jijia old house in the northwest of the Imperial City.

“Jijia is not the three major families of Zijinguo, and their rewards have attracted so many doctors.”

When Ye Chenfeng went to the old house of Jijia who had experienced the vicissitudes of life, he found that many doctors were surrounded by the entrance, and he was accepting the strict assessment of Jijia.

They only pass the assessment, they are qualified to step into the Ji family’s old house, and he is healed by Ji Jijia’s master Ji Yanzheng.

Since Ji’s assessment was very strict, almost 90% of the doctors could not pass the assessment, and they were blocked by Ji’s family, causing their strong dissatisfaction.

However, I think that Ji’s status in the Purple Kingdom is super-stunned, and they can only complain and go.

“Hello, you also see a reward, come and treat the family of Ji.”

When it was the turn of the morning, a white-haired, old-fashioned man with a gentle smile on his face looked at the delicate morning air, and asked.

“Yeah!” Ye Chenfeng nodded, and the face with the human skin mask had no expression.

“Sorry, the doctors recruited by our family must have more than 30 years of experience in medical practice. If you look at your age, I am afraid that you will not even be thirty years old.”

“Medical experience does not mean everything. Everything depends on strength and misses me. You are afraid to miss the last chance to save the family.” Ye Chenfeng said calmly, and the overbearing words made the white-haired old brow wrinkle slightly. .

“Sorry, we can’t take the life of the owner. You still have to go back.” After a meditation, the white-haired old man refused Ye Chenfeng and did not let him in.

“If I remember correctly, you Miss Ji Jiada went to Baidi City not long ago, and wanted to return the medical doctor who gave the treatment to the old man.”

Seeing the white-haired old man refused, Ye Chenfeng was not angry, said faintly.

For the millennium blood ginseng king, Ye Chenfeng had to risk exposing his other identity, but he had already persuaded the Bai family to help him keep his identity secret, not afraid of the white family selling himself.

“Don’t you be the doctor?” The white-haired old man browed and looked at Ye Chenfeng’s eyes.

The old-fashioned white-haired man had accidentally heard Ji Qingxue mentioning that the doctor who treated Bai Xishan was very young. Coupled with this incident, few people knew that he basically guessed the identity of Ye Chenfeng.

“The old man’s illness is cured.” Ye Chenfeng said indifferently.

“Sorry, just a little scorn, please ask the doctor not to mind, I don’t know the name of the doctor?”

“My name is morning.”

“Please ask in the morning doctor.”

The old-fashioned white-haired old man said slightly, apologetically said that he personally took Ye Chenfeng and walked into the antique Jijia old house.

Walking on the curved gravel road, Ye Chenfeng’s keen sense of perceives that there are many masters hidden in the darkness of the old house, and these high hands have more powerful magical beasts.

How can the Jijia’s alert be so strict, is there a big event?” Ye Chenfeng noticed an unusual atmosphere through the Ji’s alert.

“Ji Ti Xue.”

Ye Chenfeng followed the white-haired old man, passed through a verdant bamboo sea, and came outside the luxurious hall. When Ye Chenfeng swept the hall full of moiré, he saw the emerald green long skirt. The temperament is elegant, and the beauty is not square.

At this time, she is standing next to her father Ji Yunyou, and she doesn’t know what to think about.

Ye Chenfeng removed his gaze from Ji Tixue and walked into the noisy hall with no expression.

When the hall, a highly respected physician, saw the young Ye Chenfeng, they all showed strange colors, and the lobby noise stopped.