Not only did the order to ascend to heaven sparkle with golden light, but it also exuded a strange power. Even after looking at it for a long time, it would make people have extremely yearning thoughts. Ye Feiran stretched out his hand to stroke his chin and muttered, "Ecstasy gold medal?" As soon as these words came out, Ye Murin couldn't help but chuckle, while Pei Yu and others looked at her speechlessly. "This is the Order of Ascension to Heaven. Holding it can immediately ascend to the God Realm. It's not bad if you say it is the Gold Medal of Ecstasy." Pei Yu said. Gu Jingchen, Meng Zhitong and Chen Mo also looked at the Heavenly Order with burning eyes. Although they don’t know which lucky person will get this heavenly order, it doesn’t stop them from feasting their eyes on it now. Ye Feiran thought for a while and said with a serious face, "Master, you are now at the peak of the Immortal Emperor, and your ascension will be a matter of time. I don't think you need the order to ascend to heaven. What's more, I don't know if you know that by ascending to the God Realm through the Ascension Order, you will become a disciple of the force that refines the Ascension Order by default. What if this Heavenly Order was made by an evil cultivator in the God Realm? " Pei Yu and four others: "!!!" A heavenly order made by evil cultivators? How can this be? "Furthermore, the first-rate forces in the God Realm don't even bother to refine the Heavenly Order to recruit disciples. Do you just want to join the third-rate forces in the God Realm?" Ye Feiran continued to add. Pei Yu and the four others shook their heads subconsciously. After thousands of years of hard work, they ascended to the God Realm not to join the third-rate forces in the God Realm. After coming back to his senses, Pei Yu quickly asked, "A Ran, how do you know so much about the Ascension Order?" "I found out by chance. This is also the reason why I don't want to ascend to heaven." Ye Feiran replied. After saying that, she handed the ascending order to Pei Yu. Looking at the Ascension Token in his hand, Pei Yu was no longer as enthusiastic as before. He originally wanted to take the opportunity to win the Ascension Token over to the formation peak, but now he doesn't seem to think too much about it. When Pei Yu went to find Ke Duzhong with the order to ascend to heaven, Ye Feiran went back to his dormitory to wait for Dr. Liang, his master and his apprentice. While waiting, Ye Feiran thought again of the Yin spirit that was played to death by Bianhuahua. "Little Mengzi, do you think that Yin spirit has its own transparent skills, or did it rely on some external force?" Hearing this, Bianhua in the mysterious space felt guilty for a while, and then became guilty. How could it accidentally kill the Yin spirit? The mutated nine-leaf red branch thought for a while before replying, "Ranran, I think it should be brought with it. If any external force is used, even if Sister Huahua kills it, she will definitely find something abnormal." Ye Feiran nodded in agreement, but still refused to give up and asked Bianhua. "Huahua, did you hear that?" "I heard it, I swear there is nothing unusual about that Yin spirit." Bianhua replied immediately. In this way, Ye Feiran no longer struggled with this point, but asked curiously, "Huahua, why did you kill the Yin spirit?" "Ahem... Yin spirits are evil things that breed in a certain degree of yin environment, and I am part of the evil weapon of the past candle. It is very likely that it was frightened to death by my breath." Bianhua coughed lightly and said. Bai Ju: "..." Weren't you frightened by his breath first? Ye Feiran: "..." What could she say? It can only be said that Hibiscus Flower is indeed a part of the candle of the past. If you encounter a ghost in the future, just let Hibiscus Flower stand out and scare you. At this time, Doctor Liang also brought Xia Zhen and Bai Yu to the formation peak. Although Ye Feiran showed his hand, Dr. Liang and his apprentice witnessed the whole process, they still had to consult Ye Feiran carefully if they wanted to learn. As soon as Dr. Liang saw Ye Feiran, he immediately said, "Aran, I worship you as my teacher, how about you accept me as your disciple?" As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Dr. Liang in disbelief. Xia Zhen and Bai Yu were also surprised for a while, but soon understood their master's thoughts, and then they felt excited. If the master's apprenticeship is successful, then Mr. Ran will be their master! Ye Feiran looked at Dr. Liang's sincere eyes and couldn't laugh or cry for a while, "Doctor Liang is joking. If you have any questions, you can come to me at any time, but forget about becoming a master and accepting a disciple. I have no plans to accept a disciple at the moment." If she really accepts a disciple, she must be responsible for the disciple. She is very busy and really can't spare much time to teach the disciple. After hearing this, Dr. Liang had a look of regret on his face, but thinking about the first half of Ye Feiran's words, he became happy again. "Thank you!" After Dr. Liang thanked him, he looked like he was asking for advice seriously, "As for today's acupuncture points and surgery..." Next, Ye Feiran led Dr. Liang and his apprentice to a quiet place, and then explained today's surgery in detail. At the same time, she also gave Dr. Liang a map of human acupuncture points, which was densely covered with annotations. In addition, she also gave Dr. Liang a complete set of silver needles and surgical tools, and the refining materials were naturally inferior to what she is currently using. Dr. Liang, master and apprentice, all benefited a lot today. After asking for advice, they left the formation as if they were holding some unique treasure. Returning to the mountain where the doctor was, the three masters and apprentices began to study day and night, and the rabbits and mice on the mountain also became their training targets, causing a group of rabbits and mice to tremble. Of course, if they encounter any questions during this period, Dr. Liang will send a message to Ye Feiran, who will reply as soon as Ye Feiran has time to see it. In the days that followed, Ye Feiran was still learning formations from Pei Yu at the formation peak. Pei Yu also taught everything he could, and coupled with Ye Murin's guidance from time to time, both Ye Feiran and Pei Yu benefited a lot. During this period, those unwilling cultivators in Xuantian City discussed it and went directly to Zhenbao Pavilion. They were told that Xu Pingting was cured and the person who cured her was Mr. Ran. Mr. Ran? Who is this big shot? It seemed like it was the first time they heard Mr. Ran’s name! When the name Ran Gongzi spread in Xuantian City, the person who took the picture of Bai Zhuan Dan and Liu Mi Dan also discovered that the white jade bottle in his hand was engraved with the three characters Ran Gongzi. In an instant, word spread that the top-quality Hundred Turns Pill and Liumi Pill auctioned by the Zhenbao Pavilion were produced by Mr. Ran, first in Xuantian City, and then gradually spread to all parts of the fairy world. Mr. Ran's reputation has skyrocketed! In this way, in the eyes of practitioners in the immortal world, Mr. Ran is not only superb in alchemy, but also has superb medical skills. This also increased the reputation of Zhenbao Pavilion in the fairy world. Shangguan Tuo, the pavilion master, was really happy and sad. The sad thing was that his jade medal kept lighting up. This is naturally because people from all walks of life in the fairy world are inquiring about Mr. Ran, hoping to find Mr. Ran to solve some difficult and complicated diseases. Because Shangguan Tuo would not reveal any information about Mr. Ran, these people went to the Zhenbao Pavilion in unison, scaring Shangguan Tuo so much that he could only find a place to hide. As a result, these people changed their direction and came to the Xu family.
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
