1300: C1300 The Fallen Blood Rain Village

C1300 The Fallen Blood Rain Village

I don't know how long it's been.

Ye Fan slowly woke up from his sleep.

Ye Fan opened his hazy eyes and shook his aching head.

He looked around and saw a simple wooden house.

Apart from a table and a chair, there was nothing else inside. The entire wooden house was dilapidated and filled with the marks of time.

But it was still considered clean and tidy, almost spotless.

Moreover, the spiritual energy was rich, which was a good place for cultivation.

Ye Fan rubbed his eyes.

Didn't I faint in the forest?

Why am I here?

Could it be that I was saved by a kind-hearted person?

Ye Fan walked out of the wooden bed, opened the door, and walked out.

He was surprised to find that this was a somewhat barren and desolate village. The surroundings were quiet, and there was no one around.

After that, Ye Fan waved his hands a few times, and tried to mobilize the spirit energy in his body.

Only then did he realize that his spirit energy seemed to have died, and not a single trace of it could be seen.

He smiled bitterly.

"Looks like I'm still too weak! It really wasn't easy for me to take two heavy blows from a Golden Core warrior."

He fed some pill to himself.

Finally, I have some strength in my body.

Right at this moment, an old man hurriedly passed by in front of him.

Someone was there?

Ye Fan sized him up a few times and found that he was a Foundation Stage warrior with a similar cultivation base as himself.

A cautious expression flashed across his face.

He was weak right now, if the other party had malicious intentions.

Then he was definitely not a match.

Fortunately, this old man, who wore linen clothes and had wrinkles all over his body, did not have any hostility towards him.

The old man looked at Ye Fan in surprise and said, "Where did this cultivator come from? He's so old and he's even a Foundation Stage. What a waste."

Ye Fan:... ""

I'm only in my twenties, I've only been cultivating for less than a year.

Being able to cultivate to the Foundation Stage is already considered a genius, alright?

Besides, you're already on the verge of death, and you're still a Foundation Stage. Who are you looking down on?

"Chief, chief, this is bad! Something has happened to Aunt Ye. You should go and take a look."

At this moment, a man hurriedly ran over, his face full of anxiety.

The grandpa was startled, and then he angrily rushed over.

"Why are you looking for me if you have any questions? Do I know any f * cking medical skills? Hurry up and find a doctor."

"But our village is remote. If a doctor comes, I'm afraid the person will be..."

Hearing this,

How could Ye Fan not know that this was a matter of life and death?

Furthermore, someone in the village had saved him, so he naturally had to return the favor.

"I'm proficient in medicine. I wonder if I can let Aunt Ye take a look?"

"Hmm? It's still useful. Come, quickly come with me."

The old man's legs were light as he brought Ye Fan to the entrance of the village.

At this moment, Aunt Ye was surrounded by a group of villagers. She was lying on a straw mat in the courtyard. She held her stomach and kept wailing.

Ye Fan looked at her. She was a fat woman with a big belly. She looked like a Maitreya and seemed very kind.

Ye Fan frowned slightly.

The inner part of Aunt Ye's thigh was bleeding like a pillar, and the amniotic fluid was also broken. How was this normal bleeding?

Looking at her tough body, strong dragon and horse, without any signs of weakness, it was impossible for her to have a natural abortion.

It was probably caused by external forces. At this moment, it was already a precursor to an abortion. If it was not treated in time, the child in the womb would not have any fate with the world. If it was serious, the child would die.

Ye Fan quickly pushed the crowd aside and walked to her side. After observing the situation, he immediately said.

"Fetal pill, Blood Replenishing Grass, water yellow lotus, and a bowl of clear water. Rub it into pieces and feed it to Third Aunt."

The crowd did not know Ye Fan and did not know if he could believe what he said. They had been hesitating the whole time.

The old village chief was quite decisive.

"Hurry up and go. If you don't follow his method, then think of your own way."

Only then did everyone react.

They could only give it their all.

Without any hesitation, they pressed the prescription.

After Aunt Ye took the medicine and stabilized it, the midwife successfully delivered the baby.

Not long later.

The entire village was filled with the sound of babies crying. A new life was born.

Ye Fan glanced at it.

The baby's body was filled with spiritual energy, and his eyes were clear and bright.

It was obvious that it was Old God's Favored Gu, a genius among geniuses.

He would definitely develop very well in the future.

However, the old village chief seemed to be a little unhappy.

He sighed.

"Low talent, what's going on? Is the heavens going to destroy my Blood Rain Village? Why is every child's innate talent so poor? "

When Ye Fan heard this, he almost tripped and fell to the ground.

Such talent was still lacking?

One could understand dragons and phoenixes among men?

However, Ye Fan saw a bright pearl in the old village chief's hand.

If he wasn't mistaken.

The moment the baby was born, he took a drop of the baby's blood and inserted it into the pearl.

The bead was emitting a red light.

Ye Fan understood everything, and his expression gradually became strange.

He was just about to say something.

Suddenly.

A group of people walked over from the entrance of the village.

Each of them was wearing a white robe.

If Ye Fan remembered correctly, this seemed to be the uniform of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

One. A broad, fat man at the front.

As he walked, he dug his nose. It was very disgusting.

Ye Fan took a closer look. This fat man weighed at least three hundred kilograms. He was like a walking pig.

His realm wasn't high either, and he was only at the Perfect Qi Cultivating Stage.

"Old man, I heard you guys have another child? Hurry up and pay the tax. Your village is giving birth too seriously."

The fatty's expression was arrogant as he walked to the front and back.

The other disciples beside him had to take out chairs for him to sit down.

The tea also had to be quickly arranged.

He could be considered to not care about trifles. His big mouth faced the mouth of the teapot and began to drink in large gulps.

Humph, this kind of garbage should be slapped away by the grandpa with a single slap.

Ye Fan sneered.

If it wasn't for the fact that he had just arrived, he would have been injured.2

In the past, this fatty would have taught him how to behave if he dared to show off in front of him.

"Young Master Shen, you see, our village has always been the poorest and most useless village in the surrounding area."

"Can you be magnanimous and stop collecting taxes?"

The old village chief had a smile on his face. The wrinkles on his face were tangled together, and his tone was unusually respectful.

What?

Ye Fan's jaw dropped.

Even if he was a member of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he wouldn't be so afraid.

In the cultivation world, strength was everything.

At any rate, there were at least a dozen Foundation Stage experts in the entire village.

Why would they be afraid of them?

At most, he would just kill them.

He would move the entire village.

What was there to be afraid of?

"You also know that Blood Rain Village is the most useless village? How many times have I told you about the dissolution? You still don't agree. Why do you have to suffer like this? "

The old village chief hurriedly said, "We can't disband it. Our village has guarded the Blood Sword for hundreds of years. This is a group training. How can we disband it?"

"Then don't talk nonsense. Hurry up and pay the tax!"

Young Master Shen had a look of disdain. "Let me tell you, you survivors of the Blood Sword Sect. Otherwise, I would have eliminated you long ago."

"Why would I let you live on and on? Hurry up and pay up, or I will arrest the girls in your village and sell them to exchange for money."

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