Jiang Feng stood there, with a focused look and his eyes swept back and forth.

Although his steps were not moving, in fact, no movement in the mountains could escape his golden eyes.

A dandelion flower rolls on the hillside.

At first, Jiang Feng didn't care, but when he looked closely, it was not a dandelion, but a Panax notoginseng grass with a very similar shape to it!

Panax notoginseng - specializes in treating bruises and injuries. Flowers and dandelions are very similar, but the roots used as medicine are their shaped like ginger and ginseng.

Ordinary Panax notoginseng grass is very ordinary, but this Panax notoginseng grass actually runs around the hillside like legs. Under the sun, spiritual energy is everywhere, like a living creature!

"Good guy, he's gotten older, it's been two thousand years!"

Jiang Feng was overjoyed and hurriedly chased the hillside: "It is perfect to use it as medicine to connect bones to treat Big Chest Sister's illness!"

When we reached the top of the mountain, Sanqi grass stopped and basked in the sun.

This strange alien grass that has lived for thousands of years has long been spiritual and will naturally escape from the ground. Once frightened, it will penetrate into the center of the earth and not come out for several days.

Jiang Feng did not dare to alert the snake, crawled in the grass and slowly approached...

...

At the other end of the hillside, a boy was also crawling.

The boy looked about twenty years old, with sword-browed eyebrows and handsome eyes, but on his face, he had a maturity and vicissitudes that were extremely inconsistent with his age.

The boy is no one else, but the young master of the Lin family in Yanjing - Lin Shaoyang.

At that time, Lin Shaoyang and his uncle Song Da went to the Cui family in Yangcheng to grab the seal of the King of Hell and cure their sister's illness. However, at the last moment, Lin Shaoyang chose to give up and instead used precious herbs such as Tianshan Snow Lotus to extend his life to his sister for 100 days.

Now that the one hundred days are approaching, Lin Piaopiao is still unconscious and her health is getting worse.

In order to catch this sacred grass with wisdom, Lin Shaoyang has been ambushing here for three days without eating or drinking, just to make his smell blend with the entire mountain. This way, when catching sacred grass, it will be much easier and will not be alerted by the other party.

...

Jiang Feng waited for nearly half an hour. In the sun, the flowers of Panax notoginseng grass became loose, which was a sign of sleep.

Don’t move now, and when will you wait!

Jiang Feng was about to rush forward, but at this moment, a figure flashed across from him, and a young man in green clothes rushed forward before him.

He saw that he was extremely fast, grabbed the branches and leaves of Sanqi Grass, uprooted it, turned around and ran down the mountain.

"Damn, my Panax notoginseng!"

Jiang Feng shouted angrily and hurriedly chased after him.

Unexpectedly, the man was very fast. Although he tried his best to catch up, he was not pulled away.

Lin Shaoyang, like Jiang Feng, is a sixth-grade martial saint. Moreover, Lin Shaoyang has achieved this level of cultivation before Jiang Feng. Under the guidance of his uncle and mother, he has the strengths of a hundred schools of thought and is the best among his peers.

...

After chasing for half an hour, I came to a deep old alley.

Lin Shaoyang headed straight to the east of the alley and opened the door and entered.

When Jiang Feng chased after him, the door was already closed.

He stood at the door and looked around, feeling that this place looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. After thinking for a long time, he woke up like a dream and slapped his forehead!

"Isn't this the place where the Lin family is painted by Scud!"

"Is that the young man just now Lin Shaoyang, the young master of the Lin family?"

"Scud said that Lin Shaoyang has a vegetable sister with 206 bones all over his body. Could it be that he wants to use Panax notoginseng to treat his sister?"

This is a typical old Yanjing courtyard.

There is a towering ginkgo tree planted in the yard, and the outside door is even older, and the mottled door knockers are covered with patina.

Since he came here by chance, Jiang Feng certainly would not leave. He thought that while he was about to go back to Sanqicao, he would ask about the bronze statue!

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng calmed down a few times, "She" locked the door knocker three times, and shouted inside: "Is anyone?"

...

At this moment, Lin Shaoyang was already with his mother Chen Yue and uncle Song Da.

Seeing that Lin Shaoyang got such a precious Sanqi grass, Chen Yue and Song Da were both very happy. With this thing, Lin Piaopiao could at least extend his life by one hundred days!

Song Da took Sanqicao and prepared to go to the kitchen to make it into powder.

Unexpectedly, Lin Shaoyang suddenly called him, looked outside with a cautious look on his face, and said, "Uncle Song, someone behind me has been following me just now!"

"Who?" Song Da frowned slightly.

Lin Shaoyang said: "I didn't see it, and I didn't dare to look at it either! That man was very fast and his cultivation was not inferior to me. As long as I turned around, I would probably be caught up by the other party!"

"So amazing?" Song Da turned around and walked out, saying, "Let's see who it is!"

...

As soon as Jiang Feng finished shouting, the door opened.

There were three people standing opposite each other, one of the middle-aged beautiful women, one of the waxy, sick middle-aged men, and one of the teenagers in their twenties. It was Chen Yue, Song Dayan and Lin Shaoyang, which was exactly consistent with the information given by Scud!

"It's you?!"

Seeing Jiang Feng, Song Da and Lin Shaoyang looked at each other and exclaimed at the same time.

They had met Jiang Feng, but this was the first time Jiang Feng met them and said strangely: "Do you know me?"

Song Da snorted coldly and said, "If my young master hadn't been kind-hearted, you would have been dead in Yangcheng a hundred days ago!"

"One hundred days ago?" Jiang Feng recalled and thought to himself, "Did they also ambushed in secret on the way back from Yangcheng that time, wanting to grab the seal of the King of Hell?"

Song Da didn't say anything nonsense and reached out and said, "Little brother, meeting again means that our fate is not over. Can you lend it to your Hell Seal?"

"No borrowing!" Jiang Feng refused very decisively, pointing at the Sanqi grass in his hand and said, "In addition, this thing is mine!"

Song threw the sanqi grass into the yard and said, "Whether it is yours depends on whether you have the ability to take it!"

Jiang Feng was not afraid at all, and rushed into the yard with one slash, snatching the Sanqi Grass in his hand.

However, at this time, Song Da had already closed the door and blocked it at the door. He looked at Lin Shaoyang and said excitedly: "Young master, let's do it. This time, you must not be merciful and ruthless!"

Lin Shaoyang was still hesitating and looked at Jiang Feng and said, "Please give me the seal of the King of Hell, you can't beat me!"

Last time we met, Jiang Feng was only the eighth-grade martial saint's cultivation level, so Lin Shaoyang concluded that the other party was not his opponent, and Song Da was also very convinced of this.

Jiang Feng smiled and shook his head, hesitating in his heart, wondering whether to reveal his identity.

The twelve great families have been passed down for thousands of years, and no one knows that they are enemies or friends now.

Song Da urged: "Young Master, hurry up and do it, be careful if you change later!"

Lin Shaoyang asked again, but Jiang Feng still refused to give it to him, so he said, "It's not my intention to bully the weak, I'm sorry, I offended you!" After that, he bullied himself and came to Jiang Feng with a palm.

"I thought you were so powerful, but it seems that's just that!"

Jiang Feng was not afraid at all, and he was also a palm facing him.

"Bang!"

When the palms intersect, the surrounding air is shocked to produce a layer of air waves.

After one palm, Jiang Feng remained motionless.

On the contrary, Lin Shaoyang was shocked and took three steps back. He was shocked and thought to himself: "How can his cultivation improve so much after not seeing each other for a hundred days?!"

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