C3 Apothecary Feng Ling

3. Apothecary Feng Ling

Lin Yan also looked out from the gap between the arms holding his head.

The person that appeared was a woman. She wore a light green dress that was like a bell, causing one's mind to be at ease. The young face perfectly played the prelude to the devastation of beauty.

Apothecary Feng Ling.

Genius pill refiner.

When he was ten years old, he was selected by a pill refiner and went off to cultivate in the distance.

He was now a true Mundane Stage Pill Refiner.

The bodies of the three teenagers started to tremble uncontrollably.

In the distance, Lin Luo hurriedly retracted her gaze, pretending not to notice them as she continued her practice in the training grounds.

Apothecary was an existence that was absolutely above the spirit rank.

They couldn't afford to offend him.

"All of you, remember this. If anyone tries to touch Younger Brother Yan again, I don't mind killing you all for the monkeys to see."

Feng Ling's pretty face was filled with anger, and her words were as cold as knives.

The three teenagers nodded like chickens pecking at insects on the grass.

"Scram!"

The three youngsters hurriedly turned around as if they had just received amnesty, and disappeared on the distant Willow Levee in a flash.

After the two of them disappeared, Feng Ling turned around, the anger on her face turning into pity.

She looked at Lin Yan, whose eyes were glazed with a silly smile. The pain in her eyes was beyond doubt.

"Younger brother Yan …"

Feng Ling only said two words, yet she couldn't say anything else.

Lin Yan laughed foolishly and said, "Hehe, beautiful big sister, beautiful big sister, hehe …"

Feng Ling felt even more pain in her heart.

Her former Little Brother Yan, the genius that everyone envied and envied, had actually ended up in such a miserable state.

His family was ruined, his people were killed, he was a fool, and he was being bullied.

Lin Yan had grown up in the Feng Clan.

The two of them were both geniuses, and they were childhood friends.

When Lin Yan returned to the Lin Family, the two of them agreed to meet once every three months.

After his father's death, Lin Yan played the fool.

Almost everyone left him.

Only the wind spirit did not abandon him.

Even after she went to cultivate, she still made it to the Lin Clan every three months.

For no other reason than to visit Lin Yan.

"..."

Lin Yan was lost in thought, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal a gentle look.

It was March, and the road by the family's lakeside was covered with green willow trees like smoke.

Holding hands, the man and woman slowly walked forward.

What kind of romantic mood was this?

It was a pity that one of them was a pill refiner of noble standing.

One, but an idiot …

Lin Yan thought to himself as he let out a bitter laugh in his heart.

Lin Luo's bedroom in the Lin Clan.

"You three idiots, how could you be reduced to such a miserable state by a fool, all of you are useless trash!" Lin Luo threw a book on the table right in front of the tall man's face, his chest heaving with rage.

The tall man lowered his head, not daring to make a sound.

Being reduced to such a sorry state by a fool, he really didn't have the qualifications to argue.

The other two raised their heads guiltily and carefully said, "Young Master Lin Luo, the situation at that time was a little special …"

"Clap, clap, clap ~ ~ ~"

Before they could finish, two resounding slaps landed heavily on their faces. Immediately, their left faces became red and swollen, reminding people of the word 'pig head'. Even the pig-head was ashamed of himself.

After beating up those two, Lin Luo turned around and kicked. The tall man was sent flying and crashed into the wall, then slid down along the wall.

The accumulated dust on the room rustled down from the shock, as if it were made of silk.

"Scram!" I don't want to see you three again! " Lin Luo was panting like a cow, his gaze could tear the three of them apart.

Those few people nodded their heads in succession. The other two people helped the tall man up and quickly left the room.

"Three idiots." Lin Luo's anger had not yet subsided. He looked out the window, the anger in his eyes gradually turning into a cold hatred: "Lin Yan, just you wait, the good show is yet to come. Even if you have the backing of a pill refiner. "

"The wind spirit is back, the wind spirit is back …"

The gossip had already spread throughout the Lin Clan.

When Feng Ling and Lin Yan walked past the Lin Family's courtyard hand in hand, everyone who saw it turned to look at them.

They were astonished by Feng Ling's beauty, while feeling jealous of Lin Yan's good fate.

In front of the Wind Spirit, all the young women of the Lin Family paled.

Even Xin'er, widely known as the most beautiful girl in the world, was already ashamed of her inferiority.

While these youths coveted the beauty of the Wind Spirit, they were jealous of Lin Yan.

At this moment, they all wished that they could turn into idiots and exchange places with Lin Yan.

Feng Ling held onto Lin Yan's hand and walked away with her head held high.

When she reached a place with many people, she smiled faintly, like a flower blooming in spring. Those youngsters were completely dazed when they saw this.

At this moment, the Lin Clan was not a fool, but dozens of fools.

Feng Ling purposely spoke up: "Younger Brother Yan, even though you can't cultivate now, wait for me. When I become an Earth Stage alchemist, I will be able to refine a pill that can cure you. At that time, you will still be a genius of the Lin Family."

When everyone heard this, they were shocked.

The pill refiners were transcendent existences. In their eyes, there was nothing that a pill refiner couldn't do.

Since the wind spirit said it could, it definitely could.

At this moment, there were people who were already regretting their usual bullying and bullying of Lin Yan.

They looked at Lin Yan guiltily, afraid that the heavens would not know what Lin Yan was up to and that he would suddenly regain his consciousness and reveal all of their evil deeds.

Lin Yan, on the other hand, was grinning foolishly. He looked at the young girl's face, which made the young man drool in envy. "Beautiful sister, beautiful sister, hehe …"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the two of them slowly walked across the Lin Family courtyard and returned to Lin Yan's bedroom.

Looking at the extremely simple and crude furnishings in the room, Feng Ling's heart ached.

She said silently, "Brother Yan, how did you come about this past half a year? must have suffered a lot? " It sounded like he was talking to Lin Yan, but also like he was talking to himself.

She supported Lin Yan and sat him down on the bed. Then, she started to clean up the room for Lin Yan.

Lin Yan looked at her busy and beautiful figure and sighed in his heart: Life has a wife like this, what do you expect? It's a pity that I haven't avenged her, so I can't implicate her, or else …

In less than an hour, he had already cleaned the entire room.

She sat beside Lin Yan and helped him wipe the saliva shining on the corner of his mouth. He began to speak in a soft voice.

She said, "Listen, Lin Yan."

She talked about their childhood.

Together, they went into the river to catch fish. Together, they ventured into the forest where there were no dangers. Together, they stole watermelon from the villagers and were chased around the world by dogs. Stealing Father's most precious thumb ring for a candied fruit...

All sorts of things happened in the past.

As for Lin Yan, he continued to listen foolishly. Sometimes, he would really become silly.

He talked until the afternoon when the sun was about to set.

Feng Ling arranged for Lin Yan to settle down and instructed Uncle Lin to take good care of him. After that, he sighed and sadly left.

Before leaving, she held Lin Yan's hand and said, "Younger Brother Yan, don't worry. When I become an Earth Stage Pill Refiner, I will take you out and not have to suffer anymore."

After the wind spirit left, Lin Yan silently sat by the bed.

Feng Ling was a good girl. He couldn't implicate her.

He could not bring his burden to her.

After pondering for a long time, Lin Yan shook his head and threw away the distracting thoughts in his heart.

Currently, the most important thing was how to break through the Triple Talent Spell Formation in a month's time, rather than being intimate with a girl.

Thinking of this, Lin Yan began to observe the changes in his Dantian with his inner sight. Although he did not know what the green mist in his dantian was, looking at how he had casually thrown the tall man into the lake with a single punch, it had at least greatly increased his strength. Perhaps the hope of breaking the formation lay in this green fog.

As he thought of this, his gaze inadvertently swept across the bed, but he saw something there. He picked it up and saw that it was a pendant.

The pendant was made from a very ordinary piece of stone. It was pitch-black in color, and it didn't look anything special.

The word "Wind" was engraved on the front with an extremely imposing manner.

On the other side was a beautiful and elegant book — Spirit.

Lin Yan picked up the rock and moved it close to his nose.

There seemed to be a young girl's body fragrance coming from the stone.

He smiled and thought to himself: This was left here by Fengling. Next time I come, I'll return it to her.

Just as he was about to put away the pendant, his soul force suddenly fluctuated.

Ever since he had the green mist in his dantian, his soul force had grown several times stronger. An ordinary spirit warrior's soul was unable to leave the body, but he could easily do so.

He noticed that there was a soul imprint on the pendant.

With curiosity, Lin Yan's soul probed into the pendant.

Everything went smoothly, and his soul entered the pendant.

Lin Yan was startled in his heart. His soul force seems to be a bit too strong.

Logically speaking, if a person left a soul imprint on an item and another person wanted to enter, they would have to use an even more powerful soul to erase the original soul imprint. Feng Ling was a pill refiner, and his soul was many times stronger than that of an ordinary Spirit Master. Yet, he could easily erase his soul imprint.

Could it be that his own soul force is stronger than the wind spirit's?

Filled with doubt, Lin Yan's spirit reached into the pendant.

So this was a storage locket.

It was a symbol of status, and only a pill refiner with a high position would be worthy of having a storage jewelry.

The space within the pendant wasn't big, only about one cubic meter.

There weren't many things inside, just a few taels of silver and a few pieces of clothing.

The two items in the corner caught Lin Yan's attention.

He retracted his soul, then took out the two items.

The first was a fiery-red stone. Lin Yan had seen this before, it was a test for pill refiners, called the Fire Spirit Stone.

As for the second item, it was a book with a fiery-red cover. On the cover, there were words interweaved with fire patterns — — Flame Mantra.