Chen Yun finally stopped laughing and said, "Okay, Lao Niu, just practice here. I will take my junior brother to another place to take a look."

After saying that, he didn't say much, and pulled Zhang Zhifeng and left straight away.

Ren Jianbo touched his nose and sat down next to the divine stone to practice.

"Senior brother, where are we going now?"

"The mountains and rivers are beautiful here, and there are many good sceneries. Anyway, I can't finish watching it for a while, and it's getting late, so let's just go back first!" Chen Yun thought about it and said.

"Okay!" Zhang Zhifeng looked at the divine stone, "Is there such a wonder in other places? It's like this divine stone."

Chen Yun shook his head gently: "How is it possible? There can't be too many such treasures! There are a few other places that are quite magical, but they are not as good as this big stone. This is a real magical object!"

It was not that Zhang Zhifeng could not have imagined this, but the impact of this divine stone on him was too great. It seemed that everything he had experienced since his family changed. Now he has truly walked out of the small world of the family.

Following the senior brother, Zhang Zhifeng looked at the beautiful little flowers on the roadside, the beautiful grass and the lush forests that caught his eyes. He felt refreshed and his depression seemed to be dispersed. He sighed in a low voice: "If there weren't so many missions, it would be great to live a comfortable life in this mountain!"

Chen Yun was looking into the distance, and frowned slightly when he heard this, his eyes flashed, but he did not speak.

"Senior Brother, this seems not the way I took when I came?" Zhang Zhifeng suddenly asked.

“Let’s go different paths to see more!”

Zhang Zhifeng turned his head in shock and stared at Chen Yun. The tone of the senior brother's words was very strange. It didn't seem to be answering, but it seemed to be sighing!

The two brothers and brothers stopped talking and walked silently on the mountain road.

The woods in front of me are sometimes dense and sparse, and various strange grasses appear on the ground from time to time and are put away by Chen Yun. The techniques are complex and changeable.

Although Zhang Zhifeng was curious, he didn't care. He knew that if he had enough time, he would learn this sooner or later. If he didn't have enough time, it would be useless to care now, and it wouldn't be in this moment.

Overall, the shape of Monkey King Mountain is like a giant monkey sitting only on the ground. Zhang Zhifeng looked around and was now on the right arm of the giant monkey, while the old man's bamboo house was on a grassy field on the thigh of the giant monkey.

The direction is clear at a glance.

Monkey King Mountain is not very big, and the two brothers have returned to the small bamboo house soon after. However, the old man is not in the house.

"Where is the master?" Zhang Zhifeng asked curiously.

"Wait for peace of mind, I just accepted your disciple today, and he will not come out!" Chen Yun's tone was indifferent. This was not because he had any dissatisfaction with his junior brother, but because of the character that Changsi developed through his lonely practice.

Zhang Zhifeng knew that this senior brother knew the master very well and what he said should be good, so he didn't ask more questions.

After waiting for a while, before the old man came back, Zhang Zhifeng pinched his left arm with his right hand, thinking about his worries. Chen Yun also silently treated the medicinal materials. The atmosphere in the bamboo house was a bit deserted!

Not used to this deserted atmosphere, Zhang Zhifeng asked, "Does the master often come out?"

"Um!"

"What do the master usually do when he comes out?"

"have no idea."

He shook his head helplessly. This senior brother was indeed serious and quiet when doing things and did not like to talk.

"Cruff." The bamboo door opened, and the old man pushed the door in, and something was wrapped in a flower cloth in his hand was steaming upwards.

A tempting fragrance came, and Zhang Zhifeng's index finger trembled, but he saw that Chen Yun was already approaching him quickly, "Master, why are you willing to make good things to eat today?"

"Haha, today is the day when my second disciple becomes a disciple, so of course we must celebrate it!"

The old man opened the flower cloth in his hand, and there were several large pieces of strange meat with dark green color. He put the flower cloth on the table, and the old man said, "Come on, eat quickly!" But he grabbed a large piece first and started to eat it. Chen Yun also started to eat it quickly. Zhang Zhifeng was already hungry. Seeing the eating behavior of the two, he might have disappeared if he didn't do anything, so he hurriedly joined the food snatch battle.

The master and apprentice took action together and they were all eaten up soon.

Zhang Zhifeng tasted the incomparable fragrance in his mouth and asked unsatisfiedly: "Master, what good thing is this? I have never eaten such a delicious thing."

"This is a famous dish nearby, it is a kind of meat of a small animal. It was originally very ordinary, but the master added the spices he prepared himself. This is the best in the world!" Chen Yun rushed to answer.

Touching his beard with satisfaction, the old man smiled and said, "Of course, my old man's research on medicinal materials is also the best in the world, but this medicinal material is too precious!" The medical saint said with a painful face again.

Zhang Zhifeng looked at the oil that was touched by the old man's beard and whispered: "Master, your beard is dirty."

"It's okay, what are you afraid of?" The old man's sloppy nature was exposed and he didn't care at all.

Chen Yun stretched out his oily hand and snapped his fingers. A green light flashed through the room, and the three of them had clean hands and mouths, and the old man's beard. Zhang Zhifeng noticed that the floral cloth on the table had become as clean as new.

"Ah! You guy, you use holy medical skills as a broom again! You are insulting my holy medical skills!" The old man immediately became furious.

Chen Yun ignored him and said to Zhang Zhifeng, who was surprised, "This is a kind of sacred medical technique - dust cleaning technique, used to clean wounds! You can also wash clothes and clean them at the same time."

"Bad! This holy medical technique can even be removed from the huge poison. You stinky brat are used to clean up. I, please don't take care of you!"

...

The Medical Saint chased Chen Yun out. Zhang Zhifeng recalled the green light and couldn't help but smile happily: "Hehe, this holy medical technique is really a must-have technique for killing people to silence when traveling at home!"

If the old man heard this sentence, Chen Yun, who was crying pain outside, would definitely get three more points in pain!

After a while, the old man strode in. Chen Yun followed in with his stomach covering his stomach. His already fair face looked pale and two cold sweats dripped from time to time on his forehead.

Sitting down on the bamboo bed, the old man ignored Chen Yun, pulled Zhang Zhifeng and started talking.

"Little disciple, since you have seen it, then I will tell you about my four holy medical skills. Cough, this holy medical skills are the highest skill in the sect, the extremely magical ones, including the blood-sealing technique for stopping bleeding, the bone-feeling technique for bone detection, and the dust-cleaning technique used by the stinky brat just now. This dust-cleaning technique is used to clean the wounds and is not allowed to be used to clean it!"

Zhang Zhifeng disagreed, but nodded.

The old man continued, "There is also the resurrection technique I used when I picked up your arm. You have good talents and you should learn these unique skills in the future."

"How much has the senior brother learned?" Zhang Zhifeng knew that the senior brother could only come out after learning the four great holy medical skills.

"I have learned everything except the resurrection technique!" Chen Yun interrupted.

"Bad, you have learned the dust purification technique well? You can only remove some dust, and you can't get rid of any small poison!" The old man roared with his neck thickly, obviously having a lot of opinions about the eldest disciple.

Zhang Zhifeng held back his laughter and asked again: "Master, when will I start learning saint medical skills?"

He was very jealous of this holy medical technique. Not to mention anything else, the ability to connect the broken arm alone made him still a little shocked now.

"Let's start learning tomorrow! Just learn something every day." Master Yu Saint calculated, "In three months, you will be able to formally learn holy medical skills!"

Zhang Zhifeng was very confused: "Three months later? Official?"

"I'm tired, please tell your junior brother." The old man said to Chen Yun.

"Yes, master!" Chen Yun was very serious, but no matter how he looked at him, he felt that he was enduring the pain and had a tense face. Chen Yun said to Zhang Zhifeng seriously: "Because you want to worship your ancestors!"

Zhang Zhifeng blinked and immediately smiled, "Sacrifice for ancestors? Oh, I know, this is the rule of our lineage, right?"

Chen Yun shook his head: "It's not a sect rule. There are no rules in our lineage. But if we don't worship our ancestors, we won't be able to learn holy medical skills?"

"Can't you learn?" Zhang Zhifeng opened his mouth wide in surprise. He looked at his senior brother, and then looked at his master.

"Well, yes." Chen Yun replied, "If I had not worshipped the ancestors, I would not be able to understand the sacred medical skills. I started to learn the sacred medical skills before worshiping the ancestors, but I knew nothing. After worshiping the ancestors, I suddenly realized it and understood everything."

"Senior brother, do you know why?"

"I don't know, please ask the master."

Zhang Zhifeng turned his head to look at the old man, who closed his eyes slightly and did not move. He also understood the old man's character and knew that the master would not tell him anything, so he asked his senior brother to continue. "So what do you feel when worshiping ancestors?"

"That feeling is very magical, very wonderful, and I can't explain it clearly, just as if the whole world has suddenly become clear." Chen Yun said with a frown.

Zhang Zhifeng glanced at him and expressed contempt for his senior brother's inferior metaphor.

Chen Yun's face twitched slightly and said calmly: "You will have that kind of experience in the future. It will be the day for the ancestor worship once a year in three months."
Chapter completed!