Chapter 40 Hanyin Ancient Cave

The next day, the sun was three o'clock, and Wang Bing was in silence.

Any advanced cultivation method requires hard practice. When you first start, your cultivation progress is very fast. Every point you make in the future requires great efforts. Even so, some people may not necessarily gain if they make efforts.

Wang Bing usually practices hard whenever he has time. After being injured, he has a deeper understanding and experience. He strives to grasp every minute and every second, and strengthens his strength is the only way to save his life.

Suddenly, my heart moved and I laughed secretly. Old man, you can't help but come to the door, haha! Standing up and walking out of Cao Peng, the old villager stood ten meters away, holding his proud magic weapon, magic sound clock in his hand, full of anxiety and anger, staring at Wang Bing fiercely.

Seeing his cock-fighting eyes, Wang Bing couldn't help but smile and said, "Uh, isn't this the old man? The gust of wind has blown you all the time. Do you want to go in and sit? The grass is simple and the heart is sincere, I..."

The old villager raised the magic sound clock in his hand and interrupted Wang Bing's words and asked in a deep voice: "What have you done? The power of the magic sound clock fails and does not work. It's no different from an ordinary clock. I didn't expect you to be so cunning, so I really underestimate you."

He was also puzzled in his heart. The little devil took it in his hand yesterday and then stumbled silently. He didn't notice it on the side. What was even more anxious was that this was his most powerful magic weapon.

When refining a magic weapon, it is difficult to find the materials you need. With materials, you also need to have refining skills and cultivation. Otherwise, it will not be called a magic weapon. At the same time, you are not sure that it is Wang Bing. He has hundreds of years of experience and is not very proficient in refining weapons, and it is even more impossible to just do whatever you want at a glance. Besides, Wang Bing is a child, and how much does he know? So his mood is very complicated, and he comes to Wang Bing with a tentative mood.

After Wang Bing got it yesterday, he clearly understood the method of refining the magic sound clock. He moved his heart and secretly disconnected the two formations one after another. The main thing in the magic sound is that the two formations are activated at the same time, creating a collision to emit power. The disconnection makes the two formations become dead formations without any effect. It is strange that they have power. They can only be used as ordinary bells.

Wang Bing knew it very well, but his suspicious expression also made Wang Bing laugh and said, "Your magic weapon failed. How could it be my hand or footwork? You saw it yesterday. I returned it to you after I got it. You look for me... Haha, did you find the wrong person?"

The old village man thought to himself, yes, he doesn't have time to do anything, am I wrong? But when Wang Bing said that the two collisions yesterday made a sound, he seemed to know very well. Looking at the expression on Wang Bing's face, it must be Wang Bing's hands and feet, and he couldn't help but say angrily: "What do you want to do?"

Wang Bing was giggling in his heart. The old villager was gone, so that would be fine. He didn't dare to anger him. He left in anger. Who did Wang Bing ask for information about Jue Realm and said: "It's nothing, but you can tell me what Jue Realm is going on. Maybe I have a way to restore your clock to its effect, which is better and stronger than before."

The old villager was a little moved, and hesitated and remained silent for a while, and said in a slow tone: "It's not that I won't tell you, I'm for your own good."

The expression on the old villager's face told Wang Bing that he was telling the truth, but Wang Bing didn't come to hear him say so. He deliberately said: "For my own good, right? Judging from your unpredictable look, it seems that there is something treasure inside. Do you want to have one exclusive?"

The old villager returned to his previous weak appearance and asked in confusion: "Do you really don't know? The reason why it is called the Jue Realm means that people go in and out of the way. I'm for your own good, you'd better not ask."

Wang Bing could not ask if Jueyu is like what he said, I didn’t care about it, but he is not here either. He is definitely not related to Jueyu and said disapprovingly: "Look at what you said, it seems to be true, so why are you here? It seems not a day or two..."

The old villager thought to himself that this little ghost was obsessed with and was determined to inquire about the situation in the Jue Realm. Not only was it curious, it was hard to guarantee that he would not enter the Jue Realm. He was also helpless here. He had no choice but to say anything. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I am here... I want you to care. There are many masters with advanced cultivation who have entered, but no one came out. Over time, this place has been become the Jue Realm, and he never dared to enter again. Do you think you are lucky?"

It is indeed very dangerous to say that, but the more dangerous the place is, the more attractive it is to Wang Bing. Besides, is there any dangerous place that is more complicated than the Nine Heavens Formation? Wang Bing was very curious and asked: "Do you say it over time? How long does it take?"

The old villager did not stare at the beard this time, with a look of confusion on his face and said to himself: "How long has it been? I can't remember it clearly. It's been too long. I also heard from others that my time has existed here... What are you asking about this?"

Wang Bing's teeth were itchy with hatred. He stopped halfway through this old lie. Isn't this arousing his appetite? He laughed and said, "I'm curious. Since you have said it, let's talk about what happened to Jueyu and what is the danger."

The old villager slowed down and said, "I see that you are young and don't tell you for your own good. It's not good for you to know. It's not worth living here."

Wang Bing disagreed and said, "You have said this several times, then you..."

The old villager was entangled by Wang Bing and said helplessly: "I have no choice but to find a strange medicine to save people. It is said that there is such a strange medicine in the ultimate realm. I don't have enough ability and dare not go in. I also saw someone who went in and didn't come out. I was shocked and dared not try it. I wandered outside to find a way to break through."

Wang Bing nodded, waiting hard in the isolation area in order to find medicine to save people, this person is very important to him and it is difficult for him, but it is not right. Just like that, he does not need to be wary of outsiders, and he is very cautious when he mentions the realm of Jue. There must be other secrets in it, and he asked: "Old man, you are not sincere, but forget it, I will find myself...what medicine is what makes you wait here at all costs?"

The old villager said with a lonely look: "A strange medicine called 王花花. Oh, why do you do this? You don't understand it even if you say it."

Seeing his sighing look, Wang Bing must have few shiny grass. He felt a little moved and asked, "Hey, old man, you don't have to underestimate me. Maybe I know, what do you think it looks like? I mean the shape of the medicine?"

The old villager seemed to have not spoken for a long time and wanted to find someone to vent his feelings. He said: "The leaves of the grass are narrow and long, with male flowers growing on the upper part of the flower spikes and female flowers growing on the lower part. The female flowers are densely integrated into rod-shaped. The mature fruit ears are called pony sticks and have fluff. The ears of fruits that have been more than a thousand years old are lavender." I think the grass is so ripe that he can't be familiar with, and there is no need to think about it.

Wang Bing thought to himself that there was a valley left by the Chinese Medicine Master's Sect, but there was no lilac, and the color seemed very dark. He asked: "If it is the same shape as you said, the color is different, for example, will the dark one be useful?"

The old villager was stunned, his eyes flashed, and he said in a fascinating tone: "The dark purple turtle is not just useful. Generally speaking, the color of the turtle that has been over a thousand years is lilac. The longer the time, the darker the color, the better the medicinal effect. Dark purple, at least for more than 100,000 years, is hard to find, for thousands of years..." As he said that, he shook his head, meaning that he was not thinking about it.

Wang Bing remembered the records left by his masters that the male flower was positive and the female flower was negative. It was the best medicine for cultivators to be infected with positive poisons, and asked: "So the person you want to save was infected with positive poisons?"

The old village man's face changed, he was full of caution and asked in confusion: "How do you know?"

It would be strange if Wang Bing didn't know, but the name you mentioned was different from the names recorded by the masters, so he didn't remember it for a while. Seeing his vigilant look, Wang Bing wanted to laugh and act like this at any time. Wang Bing got used to it and glared at him and said, "Don't make a fuss, okay? The name you mentioned is a drug to relieve positive toxicity. If you ask the patient for use, what is it if you are not infected with the positive toxicity? This is also worth your surprise."

Seeing that what I said seemed to be true, the old villager asked half-believingly: "Have you seen it...I meant a scoop?"

Wang Bing said impatiently: "Of course, how can I know if I haven't seen it before? I have to ask this."

Wang Bing didn't know that it was not surprising to him. There were some in the valley, but it would be different for other people. Otherwise, the old villager would not have been waiting here for hundreds of years.

The old villager was not sure what Wang Bing said, but he hoped that I had seen it in his heart and asked, "What you said is true. You didn't lie to me. Where have you seen it?"

The old man was anxious, and Wang Bing smiled and said, "What are you anxious about? Even if I tell you, you can't find it. Why do you say so much?" Wang Bing told the truth. The Nine Heavens Formation was a formation set up with the power of more than a dozen masters. It is not easy to enter. With the ability and cultivation of the old villager, it is difficult to enter.

The old villager looked at me like an eagle trying to catch a chicken. He wanted to catch Wang Bing and forced me to ask where the medicinal herbs were, but he was worried that he could not catch me. The most proud magic weapon was rigged. He knew Wang Bing's ability, but he bet for the patient, and quickly flashed and rushed towards me, waved his hand to grab Wang Bing's shoulder.

Wang Bing didn't move and let him catch it, and smiled and said, "Don't be like this."

The old villager was stunned. He didn't expect to catch Wang Bing so easily. He just rushed to do something without any hope. Then he thought that Wang Bing was abnormal and didn't let him catch it, but he didn't care about these things. The important thing was the whereabouts of the strange medicine and asked anxiously: "Say, where is the turban?"

Wang Bing pointed to the direction of Jueyu and smiled and said, "I am so fierce to ask for help. What can you do if you tell me whereabouts? Someone told you that Jueyu has it, but you still can't get it."

The old villager relaxed his hand, yes, so what, I know, I can’t get it, there is something in front of me, and I’m still helpless and wasted my years here, but then I thought that Wang Bing said he had seen it, which means that he knew that he could get it. He didn’t have to know that he could get it, just like he knew that he could not get it. He tightened his hand and continued to ask, “Hasn’t you seen it with your own eyes? Can you go in?”

Wang Bing said without thinking: "Of course, why can't I get in my house? You asked too strangely."

The old village man was happy on his face, and knew there was hope, so he hurriedly said, "Okay, can you take me there?"

Wang Bing ignored the old man's anxious mood and shook his head and said, "My home is far away, and it is not something you can do with your ability." He had to cross two planets, but his cultivation was not enough, and he knew that he could not go there.

The old village man thought Wang Bing was talking nonsense again and asked, "Why did you come?" The implication was that he could go if he could come.

Wang Bing laughed and said, "You are so stupid. If you can't do it, can't do it anymore?"

The old villager could not tell the truth on Wang Bing's face, so he thought for a while and said, "Okay, please inform your family to send it here, and I will let you go."

Wang Bing was not worried about whether he would let him go or not. He couldn't catch him even if he wanted to leave. He smiled and said, "No need to be so troublesome. Besides, I don't know that there are medicines like turmeric at home except me." Wang Bing's words were right. My parents often went to the base, but they rarely asked about the medicinal materials in the valley. However, with their intelligence, Nine Heavens' ability, it was easy to send a robot to the spaceship.

The old villager was furious by Wang Bing's repeated words and said, "What do you mean, refuse?"

I glanced at him and grabbed my shoulder, then pointed at it, and asked, "Are you threatening or asking?"

The old villager was helpless with Wang Bing and knew that the force was useless on Wang Bing. He reluctantly took his hand away from Wang Bing's shoulders, had to let go, and then asked in a low voice: "How are you willing to help me?" At this time, he no longer looked as aggressive as before.

Wang Bing shrugged and said in a complimentary tone: "That's right. You are an old man, I am a child. So there is a reason why the old man coerces the child. Did I say I wouldn't help you? You asked yourself and asked, "I want to force the king to the point of being forced to force me, but you didn't ask me for medicine. Do you have it?" Wang Bing never made any requirements or conditions for treating and saving people, and not to mention that the old village man also helped him when Wang Bing was injured.

The old village man ignored Wang Bing's sarcasm, like a drowning man grabbed a life-saving straw, looked happy, and asked half-believingly: "You are willing to give me medicine, then... are you...who are you willing to let your family come here?"

Wang Bing laughed and said, "That's because I have the medicine you need. Why is it too much to be too close to the near and far?"

Something unexpected happened, and the old villager couldn't accept it. The strange medicine he had worked hard and was looking for was on the other party, and the other party was willing to give it to him. He was shocked and asked in disbelief: "It's really...?"

Wang Bing didn't want to lie to him in this matter, and said proudly: "What's the point of cheating on this matter? I'm still a wise doctor. You didn't expect that he was a miracle doctor in my hometown, haha."

The old villager was stunned and glanced down Wang Bing's body, and after a while, he said, "Doctor? Miracle Doctor... You are so young?" He thought Wang Bing was talking nonsense again.

Seeing that he didn't believe in him, Wang Bing said angrily: "I am not a doctor at a young age. That ruled that children should not become doctors. Maybe your patients must be me."

When talking about the patient, the old villager hurriedly said, "Where is the shaggy, don't you look like you carry things with you?"

Wang Bing smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm very cautious in treating diseases and saving people. I never lie. Do you think this is it? Just flip it casually and the female ears of black and purple pine grass are on my palm."

The old villager was surprised and screamed inexplicably: "It's dark purple. Oh my god, it's hard to find light-colored ones, this..."

Wang Bing was startled by his strange screams, frowned, and said unhappily: "Don't call me, I helped you, it's not God who helped you, it's important for us to cure the disease first."

The old villager didn't expect that Wang Bing would go too, so he couldn't help but say, "You're going too?"

Wang Bing shouted: "Hey, old man, you can't throw the matchmaker over the wall as soon as you get married. Didn't you say that, I'm a miracle doctor, don't you believe me?"

The old village man was a little amused. He was a man who was compared to his eldest daughter by this little devil and could only smile bitterly. However, at this time he was very grateful to Wang Bing. He didn't care about Wang Bing's words and hurriedly said: "Finish, trust, I believe you are a miracle doctor. Let's go, the place is very close, and it will be there in a moment." At this time, he no longer had the attitude towards Wang Bing as before. As long as he could save people, he would not care about anything else. As he said that, he flashed to the right of the forest, and Wang Bing followed him closely.

Twenty minutes later, I arrived at a cold valley, and pointed a handprint at the old villager in the stone wall in front, shouting: "Open". A cave that looked very deep appeared in the stone wall in front.

The old villager turned to Wang Bing and said, "This cave is hundreds of feet deep, and it is extremely cold inside, called the Hanyin Cave. However, your cultivation should be inside without fear of cold air. Let's go in, and the patient is inside." As he said that, he stepped in first.

Wang Bing thought so. Although it was very cold here, the old villager could do it, and he shouldn't have any problems. Wang Bing responded casually, didn't say anything, and followed in.

As he went deeper, the cold became stronger and stronger. The old village man turned his handprint and used his power throughout his body. He seemed to be unable to withstand the cold, so he had to defend himself. Wang Bing didn't care. The Nine Heavens Immortal Armor released a faint yellow light, and the light in the cave lit up.

The old villager felt that the extreme cold pressure was greatly reduced, and he couldn't help but look at Wang Bing. Seeing that Wang Bing did not move, his clothes released a gentle light, and he was surprised.

When you reach the deepest point, you look fifty square meters in size, with a small spring in the middle and a flat stone next to it. A forty-year-old woman lies on it, her eyes are closed and her face is pale as snow.

When the old villager saw the woman on the stone platform, he looked excited and couldn't help but caress the woman's snow-white face and said, "It's been hundreds of years, I finally waited for this day. I... I'm so happy!"

Wang Bing couldn't bear to make fun of him anymore and persuaded him: "Hundreds of years have passed, and I'm not here for a moment. Let's save people first."

The old villager was a little embarrassed and said, "I was so excited that I lost control for a while. I will adjust the medicine now."

Wang Bing asked, "How do you adjust it?"

The old villager also patiently explained: "Use pineapple with cold yin water to take it to the patient."

Wang Bing was stunned and said, "Hanyin Water? What is it?"

The old villager pointed to Xiaoquan in the middle and said, "The water in this spring is cold yin water. It is transformed from the extremely cold yin energy deep in the cave. It is a rare thing and has many uses."

Wang Bing went over his finger and dipped it in a little spring water, and said, "This is cold and yin water, it's really cold enough." Then he took out a jade bottle and filled it with a full bottle. This kind of thing is hard to come by.

Then he took out a Peiyuan Dan and gave it to the old villager, saying, "If you add this elixir to it, it will harmonize the properties of the medicine. The extremely cold is too fierce, and the patient will not be able to bear it."

The old villager took it and saw it was a good thing, and he looked very grateful.

Wang Bing used his spiritual sense to carefully examine the situation inside the patient's body, and asked with a 'u': "Who is so vicious? He uses spells to injure people, and then poison them again. No, use spells and poison at the same time. Does it... have toxicity to the method itself?"

The old villager asked in surprise: "How do you know?"

Wang Bing smiled and said, "You forgot, didn't I say I was a doctor?"

The old villager thought to myself, I thought you were joking, and nodded, "Yes, it has toxicity to the methods and techniques, and practices such as negative Taoism."

Wang Bing suddenly realized and said, "I understand that the injured person was infected with a negative poison, and the extreme yin turned into yang. You are using this cold air to suppress the patient's fever."
To be continued...