Invasion of the Heavens from Eternal Life

Chapter 28 Two Days of Practice, Changes in the Sea of ​​Bitterness

After leaving the crowd, Han Feiyu headed directly towards the depths of Lingxu Cave Heaven, arriving at a valley. This valley was very spacious, filled with spiritual herbs. The aroma of herbs filled the air, and the rich spiritual energy made it seem like a spiritual valley.

In the herb fields, many herbalists were gathering medicinal herbs. Seeing Han Feiyu approach, they all greeted him respectfully, clearly aware of his identity. Han Feiyu ignored the herbalists and went straight to a cave deep in the valley. This was the cave where his grandfather, Elder Han, resided. The cave was remarkably luxurious, with eighteen medicinal cauldrons, over a meter tall, placed in front of the door. They looked extremely ancient and heavy, and a rich medicinal aroma emanated from the cauldrons.

"Grandpa!" Han Feiyu said.

"Huh? Yu'er, how did you become like this?" An old voice said, as if knowing Han Feiyu's arrival.

"Grandpa, you may not know this, but this time I followed your advice to test those three people. However, I never thought that they had eaten the magic fruit and their bodies became extremely powerful, which is why they turned out like this. You may not know that two of those three people were identified as immortal seedlings by Wu Qingfeng," Han Feiyu said gritting his teeth.

This time, not only did he lose face, but even the Qingmu Treasure Seal was taken away. This was even more painful than killing him. However, two of them were confirmed to be immortal seedlings and were the focus of the sect's attention, so he had no way to deal with them.

"Well, I already know about this. Go get two hundred bottles of Hundred Herb Liquid from the medicine boy and give them to the three people. Don't mess with those two immortal seedlings for now. As for the other one, I know he's an ancient waste. Let's wait and see."

After a long silence, an old voice spoke.

"What does uncle mean?" Han Feiyu's eyes were like those of a poisonous snake. If he could severely torture that person, he could also eliminate some of his resentment.

"Don't do anything for now. Just practice well here these days! As for the Qingmu Treasure Seal, I will naturally help you seek justice from Wu Qingfeng." The old voice said without any doubt.

"Yes!" Han Feiyu said unwillingly.

His great uncle had already reached the third level of the Wheel Sea, the Divine Bridge, so it was no pressure for him to deal with a kid who hadn't even opened up the Sea of ​​Bitterness.

After bidding farewell to Li Fei and Wang Jing, Fang Han and the other two eagerly returned to their residence in the low mountains to take inventory of their spoils. They had obtained a total of eighty-two bottles of Hundred Herb Liquid, in addition to the two hundred bottles Han Feiyu had promised them. In addition, they also obtained the Green Wood Treasure Seal, a significant haul.

"Tsk tsk! That little brat named Han is such a good person!" Pang Bo said happily, feeling happy in his heart.

"He suffered a great loss today, and he will surely not let it go. I heard that this man's grandfather is the alchemy elder in the sect, and he holds a high status. Perhaps there will be follow-up to this matter, and it won't be that simple!" Ye Fan said in a deep voice.

"Never mind. Pangbo and I are the sect's 'immortal seedlings'. Even the sect elders can't do anything to us easily. When we become strong enough, we naturally won't have to be afraid of them. But Ye Fan, you need to be careful and try not to go out alone." Fang Han said.

The three then began to divide the spoils. Fang Han took a Green Wood Treasure Seal and twenty bottles of Hundred Herb Liquid, while Ye Fan and Pang Bo split the rest equally. The victory was so easy in this battle, primarily due to Fang Han's contribution. The two had no objection to this division.

In the next two days, the three of them did not go to Lingxu Cliff to listen to the teachings, but instead refined the Hundred Herb Liquid and worked hard to improve their cultivation.

During these two days, Fang Han drank a total of twenty bottles of Hundred Herb Liquid in succession. If other disciples saw this, they would surely be extremely shocked.

After drinking twenty bottles of Hundred Herb Liquid and using the mysterious method of the "Taoist Sutra" to refine the life essence therein, the size of Fang Han's sea of ​​suffering did not seem to change. It was still the size of a sesame seed, but the chaotic aura emitted from it was more obvious, and his qi and blood were much stronger than before.

"Good boy, Fang Han, you are too fierce!"

Seeing Fang Han being so brave, Pang Bo on the side also poured bottle of Baicao Liquid into his stomach, until he drank the seventh bottle, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

At this moment, the energy in his sea of ​​suffering was running wild, and he felt as uncomfortable as if being pricked by needles.

Pangbo gritted his teeth, his face twisted, and it was obvious that he was in great pain at the moment.

"I'm going to find someone!"

Seeing Pangbo in such pain, Ye Fan pushed the door open. "No, Ye Zi, let me calm down first!"

"Pang Bo, you should practice the mysterious method now to refine these essences!" Fang Han reminded.

"it is good!"

Hearing this, Pang Bo endured the severe pain while practicing profound techniques, trying to refine the boiling energy bit by bit. Finally, after more than half a day, Pang Bo's pain gradually subsided.

"Haste makes waste. Elder Wu Qingfeng's words do make sense. If I force myself to refine the Hundred Herb Liquid beyond my capacity, it won't work!"

After finally refining these life essences, Pang Bo couldn't help but sigh.

At this point, he looked at Fang Han and Ye Fan again, puzzled, "No, you two drank quite a lot too, especially Fang Han, who drank twenty bottles in a row without any abnormality. Strange, is our Hundred Herb Liquid different?"

Then, he took the Hundred Herb Liquid from Fang Han's hand, smelled it carefully, and found that it was exactly the same. He couldn't help but look at Fang Han as if he were a monster.

"What a pervert!"

"In that case, Fang Han, you can use these Hundred Herb Liquids first, and you can give them to me after Han Sheyu brings the rest! Damn it, could this guy have run away? Why hasn't he brought the Hundred Herb Liquids over yet? We have to go talk to him some other day!" Pang Bo cursed.

"Okay, Pangbo, I'll use yours first and return it to you later!"

Fang Han said.

The three of them had formed a deep friendship since they came here from the Nine Dragons Coffin, so there was no need for formalities.

Fang Han took twenty bottles of Baicao Liquid from Pang Bo. After getting the Baicao Liquid, Fang Han continued to drink them one bottle at a time.

Pang Bo's eyes widened at the ferocious shouting, but when he saw that Fang Han didn't look in pain, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart about the gap between people.

After consuming twenty bottles of Hundred Herb Liquid, Fang Han's Sea of ​​Bitterness did not change much. It was just that occasionally one could hear the roar of lightning, and the chaotic essence gradually became thicker, gradually revealing some magical properties.

As for Ye Fan, after he drank his own thirty-two bottles of Hundred Herb Liquid and the five bottles he got from Pang Bo, a total of thirty-seven bottles of Hundred Herb Liquid, he finally vaguely discovered the existence of the Wheel of Life.

This discovery made Ye Fan extremely excited.

"Sure enough! Ye Zi, your aptitude is better than mine! That's great! Hahaha!" Upon learning that Ye Fan had sensed the existence of his own wheel of life, Pang Bo couldn't help but dance with joy, overjoyed.

"We need more Baicao Liquid! Looks like we have to go to Han Xiaoniao!" Pang Bo said. "Han Xiaoniao" was the nickname Pang Bo gave Han Feiyu.

"Brother Fang, Brother Ye, Brother Pang, these are the things Elder Han sent to you!"

Just then, a voice came from outside the house.

The speaker was the disciple who had brought food to Fang Han and the other two. His name was Liu Yun. He walked over with two other medicine boys carrying a box. Inside the box were two hundred white jade bottles, each filled to the brim with herbal liquid.

(End of this chapter)