Chapter 188 Treasure, the dragon’s inner elixir?
Seeking breakthroughs at the expense of potential is obviously not the right path.
After Chen Yang figured out the efficacy of Diling Pill, he immediately gave up the idea of choosing it.
My eyes naturally fell on the third option, [Tianling Pill].
Obviously, the effects of Tianling Pills and Diling Pills are exactly opposite.
One is the contraction limit, and the other is the physical expansion limit.
For Chen Yang, Tianling Pill is obviously more tempting.
"System, can I check my physical limit now?"
Chen Yang just asked with the attitude of giving it a try.
He didn’t expect the system to tell him. After all, the last time he asked this question, the system just let him experience it on his own.
"Name: Chen Yang."
"Physique: 588/700."
What Chen Yang didn't expect was that this time, the system gave him the answer readily.
Perhaps, after upgrading to the fifth level, new functions of the system will be opened.
700?
It should be the limit of my physical strength.
Without hesitation, Chen Yang directly chose [Tianling Pill].
A moment later, a longan-sized, black pill with some white markings on its surface appeared in Chen Yang's hand.
Put it into your mouth and chew it.
There was no peculiar smell, so I took a sip of water and washed it down.
A wave of heat quickly ignited in the abdomen, and quickly spread throughout the body. It lasted for about a minute, and then the heat subsided.
At this time, Chen Yang opened the system panel again and took a look.
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Name: Chen Yang.
Age: 22 years old.
Level: Level 5.
Physique: [A-level snake venom immunity], [C-level biological toxin immunity]
Secret technique: [Epai poisonous insect maintenance and control essence (intermediate) (1846/5000)]
Physique: 588/800.
Bond: Tourmaline Toad [Intimacy 100 points]
Bound: 1. Daqi Mountain; 2. Bamian Mountain.
Experience value: 86/200000.
Warehouse: [Five Poison Wine]*27, [Bawang Hair Growth Agent Formula], [Yishen Pill Prescription]*1, [Plant Growth Essence]*22, [Jinchuang Medicine Spray]*48… …
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Sure enough, the physical limit has risen to 800 points.
A satisfied smile appeared on Chen Yang's face.
The limit is 800 points. If you can break through the spiritual realm in the future, your physique will reach at least 1,600 points.
It is much better than Wu Zhengfeng and his ilk.
If you slap it hard, the elephant will probably cry out in pain, right?
……
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Early morning.
The wind in the mountains blows on the way back to the village, bringing with it the fragrance of camellias, which is extremely fresh.
In the village, puffs of smoke were rising, and the village committee’s loudspeaker was playing the news.
A few chaffinches flew through the air, and the crows of cocks and dogs sounded from time to time, forming a harmonious and beautiful picture.
The door of the old house was open, and there was a strong smell of Chinese medicine in the air.
Chen Yang quickly took a few steps and pushed open the courtyard door.
A familiar figure appeared in front of him.
Chen Jingzhi.
He was hunched over and boiling medicine in the yard.
"Grandpa!"
Chen Yang walked over quickly and said happily, "When did you come back?"
"Yesterday."
Chen Jingzhi looked up and saw it was Chen Yang also had a smile on his face, "Your dad sent me back."
"Oh?"
Chen Yang was stunned for a moment and looked in the direction of the main room.
“Not here, I left last night.”
“Oh!”
Another perfect miss. It seems that I didn’t come back last night. The choice is Extremely correct.
"Where did you go last night?" Chen Jingzhi looked at him doubtfully.
"In town, it was too late, so I didn't come back."
Chen Yang didn't dare to mention Qinzhou. After all, the old man didn't like Qinzhou.
Chen Jingzhi looked at Chen Yang, his eyes a little strange.
Chen Yang knew that he must have thought that he was looking for Huang Ying.
I didn’t even explain, I was happy to let him misunderstand.
"Grandpa, just rest, I'll make some medicine for you."
Moving a stool to the side, Chen Yang took the firewood from the old man's hand.
"Will you survive it?"
Chen Jingzhi was pressed on the chair by him, watching him scurrying around, dumbfounded.
“It’s not like I haven’t survived. Boil it for half an hour, take a bowl, add water, take another half an hour, take a bowl, and take three bowls of a medicine, right?”
"Yes!"
"Grandpa, did you go to the hospital for a checkup this time when you returned to the provincial capital?"
In the past, Chen Yang was very taboo about mentioning his illness in front of the old man, but now It was different. He had the medicine in his hand, so he no longer had that layer of scruples.
"Your dad wants to take me there. I have this disease and it doesn't matter whether I get it checked or not. What's the point of getting checked? It's a waste of money..."
"I think your complexion is comparable to It was much better before. You have taken a lot of medicine during this period, and it might be effective. It is best to check again if you have the chance..."
"You are just like your dad."
Chen Jingzhi shook his head, "Okay, let's wait until we have time to talk about it someday."
The son did not listen to what he said, but the grandson said If so, you must listen to it.
He did feel better during this period of time, at least not as weak as when he first came back.
Maybe the imperial doctor introduced by Grandma Liu is really capable.
Because of this, when he came back yesterday and passed by the town, he picked up some more medicine.
When people are desperate, they still hope that a miracle will happen.
He doesn’t really want to go to the hospital. If there is no miracle after the test, the greater his hopes, the greater his disappointment.
"I went into the house and lay down for a while. I prepared the medicine and remember to put out the fire."
Chen Jingzhi stood up and turned around and entered the house.
...
It’s actually not difficult to boil the medicine. Just control the heat and don’t boil it dry.
Staying up a little longer or staying up a little less actually doesn’t matter that much.
After boiling for more than an hour, I took three bowls, about 1200 ml.
Mix the three bowls evenly to get a dose of medicine, which is enough for one day.
It is indeed troublesome to have to endure this every day.
However, this trouble will soon be over.
Chen Yang took a bowl, took out the anti-cancer medicine while it was still steaming, and poured it directly into it.
He consulted the system and confirmed that this would not lose the efficacy of the medicine.
Stir it evenly with chopsticks and bring it into the house for the old man.
It can be said that the effect of this potion is absolutely shocking.
The old man's disease is already terminal. If people know that he has such a good medicine, it will definitely cause him a lot of trouble.
So, using this method to make the old man drink it was the most reasonable and safest method he could think of.
When the time comes, when the old man is cured of his illness, when others ask, they will only say that it was the old lady in town who cured him, and they will not bring trouble to him.
As for the old doctor in the town, regardless of whether he is really capable or fake, he will definitely be happy to see the reputation this thing can bring him.
In this way, no one loses.
In the main room. After watching the old man drink the medicine with his own eyes, Chen Yang felt relieved.
A flower bloomed on a face.
“Why are you laughing?”
Chen Jingzhi put down the bowl and looked at Chen Yang in confusion.
"Nothing."
Chen Yang came to his senses and shook his head, "I thought of a joke."
Chen Jingzhi was not interested in hearing his jokes. , the expression on his face gradually became serious, "Have you found that Polygonum multiflorum plant?"
Hearing this, Chen Yang also became serious, "Although it took a lot of effort, it went smoothly. I Already got rid of it..."
When Chen Jingzhi heard this, there was no joy or excitement, only a hint of surprise and worry.
After being silent for a while, he nodded, "It's okay, so as not to come out again and cause trouble, but I'm afraid some people won't be able to sit still..."
"What grandpa said is , Tianchi Mountain, Ding Family? "
Looking at the old man's appearance, he seemed to be ready to say something to himself. Of course, Chen Yang would not miss this opportunity and hurriedly asked.
“Do you know the Ding family?”
Chen Jingzhi looked at him in surprise.
Chen Yang nodded, "During this period, I have been checking some clues one after another. It seems that the person behind the Polygonum multiflorum plant is a man named Ding Huanchun from the Ding family in Tianchi Mountain..."
Chen Jingzhi was obviously surprised. He did not expect that Chen Yang would find out so much.
After being stunned for a while, Chen Jingzhi came back to his senses.
He sighed and said, "Yes, Ding Huanchun, this person is an amazing character. He did a lot of things back then. If it weren't for him, your great-grandfather wouldn't have done it either. Die early..."
"Grandpa, what kind of person is this Ding Huanchun, and what does the death of great-grandfather have to do with him?"
Chen Yang urgently wanted to know the answer.
Although he has read Ding Huanchun's information, the information collected by Qinzhou is incomplete.
At least, there is not much description in those materials about what happened in Jiapigou.
“This Ding Huanchun comes from the Ding family in Tianchi Mountain, but he is not a direct descendant. Although he is young and smart, he is not welcomed by the family and is often ostracized. He was even expelled from the Ding family because of some trivial matters... ”
"Later, during that period of war, he unexpectedly met Old Man Pang. Seeing that he was talented, Old Man Pang accepted him as his disciple."
"This Ding Huanchun lived up to his expectations and stood out at a young age. , under the hard training of Old Man Pang, he broke through to the spiritual realm in his early twenties. That year, he won the first place in the Panshan Conference of the Five Gates and Eight Meridians of Emei, and became famous all over the world. It can be said that there is no one else in the limelight... "
"He is the most valued and proud disciple of Old Man Pang. I heard from your great-grandfather that Old Man Pang praised Ding Huanchun in front of him more than once, but at the end of the praise, he only felt regretful..."
< br>"After Ding Huanchun became famous at the Panshan Conference, the Ding family came to find him and wanted to take him back to the Ding family..."
"Haha, as the saying goes, when you are poor in the city, no one cares about you, but when you are rich in the mountains, you have distant relatives. , It’s not false at all. It was the Ding family who drove him out back then, and it was also the Ding family who shamelessly wanted to take him back later..."
"A person with a bit of backbone would probably have refused outright, but Ding Huanchun didn't. He returned to Tianchi Mountain without hesitation..."
"Maybe he held his breath and wanted to go back for revenge. Well, not long after he returned, he became the head of the Ding family. For a long time, he broke off all contact with Old Man Pang..."
"Your great-grandfather's evaluation of this person is that he has evil intentions. , Strong desire for power, Ding Huanchun began to raise some things on the mountain not long after he became a disciple of Old Man Pang. Old Man Pang was stupidly kept in the dark by him..."
"Until later, the people around him Accidents happened one after another on several mountains, and Old Man Pang realized that something was wrong, but he never thought about Ding Huanchun. It was not until the 1960s that an accident happened to the Ding family, and Ding Huanchun was sent to Jiapigou. After an accidental crash, the truth came to light..."
"Of course Old Man Pang wanted to clean up the house, but unfortunately, Ding Huanchun at that time could no longer clean up what he wanted..."
"Within two years, Old Man Pang died of old age, and no one could cure him. He became even crazier, and he did not hesitate to kill people in order to feed those evil things..."
"There is nothing your great-grandfather can do. , they could only find some seniors from the Panshan community to try to capture him, but he was too strong. Even if the official intervened and dozens of people blocked him in Sipanshan, there was nothing they could do to him. It was also that time that your great-grandfather died. At Sipan Mountain..."
"Later, people from the Ding family came to the door and said that your great-grandfather had an appointment with Ding Huanchun. For the sake of being a family member, he would give our family a way out and force me to I swore a poisonous oath not to get involved in the Panshan business..."
...
Chen Jingzhi sighed.
"After that, I never saw Ding Huanchun again. Some said he ran away in fear of crime, while others said he also died in Sipan Mountain..."
Although a long time has passed, speaking of those inscriptions, The memory in his heart brought tears to his eyes.
Chen Yang was sighing, it turned out that this was the cause and effect back then.
"Grandpa, let me show you something!"
He took out his cell phone and pulled out the photos taken in the cave in the Bamboo Forest.
Chen Jingzhi squinted his eyes and looked for a while, then his expression changed slightly.
“Where did this photo come from?”
After a moment, Chen Jingzhi raised his head and looked at Chen Yang.
Chen Yang briefly told him about the cave in Kuzhu Forest.
After hearing this, Chen Jingzhi was surprised for a long time.
Ding Huanchun died in 1979.
He did not die in Sipan Mountain, but in the Bamboo Forest less than 500 meters away from their home.
If it weren't for his physical weakness, he would even want to go and see it in person right now.
To him, Ding Huanchun was the enemy who killed his father. This kind of hatred was unforgettable.
However, as he grew older and became increasingly pessimistic about life and death, he felt somewhat relieved after learning the exact news of Ding Huanchun's death.
"This senior of the caravan has done a great thing."
After a long while, Chen Jingzhi said, "Xiaoyang, our family owes the caravan a big favor. This matter, We have to find a way to inform the caravan..."
"I know."
Chen Yang nodded, "I have already informed them."
Chen Jingzhi was a little confused after hearing this. Surprisingly, how did Chen Yang get in touch with the caravan?
But considering that this kid has been hanging out with Qinzhou recently, it must be through Qinzhou's channels.
"That's right."
Chen Yang said, "The morning before yesterday, a man named Ding Lianyun from the Ding family came here and said he was looking for you."
"Huh."< br>
Chen Jingzhi shook his head, "I am a dying person, what use can he have to find me..."
"He left without seeing you. He didn't ask anything else. He just said that he would come again in the future." I swear, I have nothing to do with anything in the Panshan business..."
Chen Yang also didn't take it seriously.
"Grandpa, what is in the underground palace in Bamian Mountain? According to the information I found, Ding Huanchun cultivated these evil creatures for the purpose of cultivating something in the underground palace..."
Some time ago, after seeing Chen Jingyun's letter, Chen Yang talked about this matter with the old man.
The old man went to Bamian Mountain once, but according to what he said, he did not go to the underground palace that time.
I just don’t know if he concealed it at the time.
Chen Jingzhi shook his head, "I don't know. I seemed to have heard your great-grandfather mention the underground palace in Bamian Mountain back then. But at that time, my heart was not there and I had no interest in the mountaineering industry, so I didn't go to him for further information. I asked..."
After a pause, he continued, "There is a monk named Jin Ming in Jianfeng Temple. This man once became a monk at Baoguo Temple in Shao'e Mountain. After the Jianfeng Temple was repaired, he was sent to Jianfeng Temple. Be the host..."
"Chen Jingyun said in the letter that he was rescued by an old monk. I guess it was him. He had some friendship with your great-grandfather back then and also participated in the roundup of Ding Huanchun. If there is a chance, , you can pay a visit, he may know something, but I don’t know if this person is still alive after so many years..."
"How old is this man?"
"How many years older than Ding Huanchun is he? If he were still alive, he would be almost a hundred years old."
A hundred years old? I'm afraid there's little hope.
However, Chen Yang still secretly remembered it in his heart. If he goes to Bamian Mountain in the future, if this person is still alive, it will of course be the best.
“One more question.”
Chen Yang hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Grandpa, have you ever heard about the so-called treasure of Mi Nian Gou?"
Chen Jingzhi was paused upon hearing this.
From his evasive eyes, Chen Yang could clearly feel that this old man must know something.
Chen Yang’s eyes were burning.
"After your great-grandfather died, I packed up his belongings. There was a notebook in it, which contained a few lines of simple records."
Chen Jingzhi said, "The handbook says that there seem to be two treasures inside. One of them is a great creation. It is said to be a dragon's inner elixir..."
"Inner elixir?"
"Well, it is said that in 1934, a dragon appeared in a certain northern province. It failed to transform into a dragon and fell into the bank of the Bailong River. It was later controlled by the authorities and an internal organ was obtained from its belly. Dan..."
"Later, this inner elixir traveled to many places, changed hands several times, and fell into the hands of a great warlord in Sichuan. In the 1940s, under the operation of this warlord, this inner elixir changed hands several times. Menedan was put on a plane and was about to be sent to the Kingdom of Juzah. However, when passing through Emei, it encountered a thunderstorm and crashed into Daqi Mountain..."
...
Chen Yang was stunned when he heard this.
Dragon?
Is there really such a thing?
“Don’t think it’s incredible. A snake can turn into a python, a python can turn into a dragon, and a dragon can turn into a dragon. When these snakes become a climate, their size will far exceed that of the same kind. Once they are shaped by nature, they will transform. In the past, the snake king in Mi Xian Gou failed to turn into a dragon and was struck to death by thunder in Long Tuo Groove..."
Chen Jingzhi talked eloquently.
Chen Yang nodded bitterly, okay, I already have the system, and if there is something like a dragon, it shouldn't be an exaggeration, and I can barely accept it.
"So, what use can this dragon inner elixir be used for?"
"Who knows!"
Chen Jingzhi smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Your great-grandfather's inheritance, I didn’t take it, and I haven’t been involved in the Panshan business since his death, so I don’t know much. Don’t you have connections with Qinzhou? Ask him, and he might be able to give you the answer.”< br>
(End of this chapter)