The man's clothes seemed to not belong to the Yunhe tribe. After rushing out of the wooden house, he gasped and there was black smoke coming out of his mouth. After coughing for a few consecutive times, the patriarch suddenly laughed.

"Haha, you Mr. Wan also have such a messy ending."

The patriarch smiled happily, as if he had seen a clown performer, and then immediately stood in front of the wooden house after taking a step forward.

At this moment, the man who ran out of the wooden house rushed to a bucket next to the wooden house, rinsed the dirt on his face with cold water, and then took a deep breath again, looked at the clan leader, then gave the clan leader a blank look, and said in anger: "You old man, what are you doing here again?"

"I'm not dead, then what are you, Mr. Wan? I remember when I appeared in this Yunhe tribe, Mr. Wan was already old." The patriarch smiled indifferently and continued to take a step forward.

Shiraish saw that the man's face was still black, but the skin on his face was already wrinkled. It looked so good that he was indeed older than the patriarch.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?" As the old man's words fell, the old man sat on a wooden stool, then picked up the mill and began to continue grinding the medicinal materials in the stone jar.

The patriarch turned around, looked at Bai Shi, and said, "Okay, since Mr. Wan doesn't want to talk more, I will tell me bluntly that I want to train this person to be a warrior in our Yunhe tribe, but he was seriously injured. I want to ask Mr. Wan for treatment."

Hearing this, the old man turned his head and looked at Bai Shi inadvertently, and seemed not so concerned. He continued, "I don't care about the war between the Yunhe tribe. As for the training of him as a warrior, I don't care even more. However, since I'm seriously injured, I'll help you see. Come with me..."

When Bai Shi heard this, he nodded and saw that Mr. Wan walked into the wooden house again, and Bai Shi followed him in.

As soon as he entered the wooden house, Bai Shi smelled a strong smell of medicine, but there seemed to be a hint of burnt smell mixed in these medicine fragrances.

After looking around, Shiraishi was not difficult to find out the decoration of this room.

There is a wooden rack in each corner of the room, and some medicinal materials are piled up on the wooden rack. Bai Shi glanced away at a glance. These medicinal materials are basically some ordinary medicines, which is not surprising. The most numerous are all herbs for treating bruises and injuries.

In the middle of the house are two wooden benches, and next to the wooden bench is a broken wasteland cauldron and a burnt elixir. It seems that the reason why the old man came out just now was that he failed to refine the elixir.

Motionally asking Shirashi to sit down, the old man looked at Shirashi again, with disdain in his eyes, and then asked Shirashi to stretch out his hand, and he began to take Shirashi's pulse. Through the beating of the veins, he could tell how much injury Shirashi had suffered, and where was the injury.

Although the old man was a little hip-hop, he was extremely attentive when doing things. After frowning and patiently taking his pulse, he suddenly took a breath of cold air, and couldn't help but open his pupils and his eyes were condensed on Shirashi's body again.

"How long have you been injured?" His eyes gathered on Bai Shi and Old Wan spoke.

Shiraishi smiled indifferently and replied, "It's been a while."

"You can survive such a serious injury, and your mental outlook is still so good at this moment. No wonder that the immortal one wants to train you into a warrior." Old Wan said, retracting his fingers and subconsciously looking outside the house.

"Just tell me, can you cure my physical injuries?" Shiraishi asked directly.

Old Wan looked at Bai Shi again, then slowly stood up and said, "Of course, healing, but it takes time."

"How long?" Shiraishi didn't say too much nonsense.

"It will take at least a year or two." The old man walked towards the wooden stand and took a few medicinal herbs.

With a faint smile, Shiraishi also stood up and said, "If it takes a year or two, there is no need. But I, Shiraishi, want to give Mr. Wan some medicinal materials, but I don't know if I have treasured them here?"

Mr. Wan turned around, looked at Bai Shi with dissatisfaction, and said disdainfully: "What medicinal materials do you want? But let me explain clearly first. If you want my medicinal materials, you must exchange them with gold coins... You can tell me first, what medicinal materials do you want?"

Bai Shi said: "Green lotus leaves, Miluo flowers, fox fox grass, and spiritual deer bones."

Upon hearing this, Old Wan's pupils suddenly shrank. In his opinion, these medicinal materials were impossible to match together. But he didn't know what Shiraishi used to make these medicinal materials, so he immediately said, "Everything is, but if you want them all, you need five hundred gold coins."

When Bai Shi heard this, he immediately smiled indifferently. He couldn't take out the five hundred gold coins now, but he looked at the broken cauldron on the ground and knew that this old man must be obsessed with refining medicine.

So, Bai Shi squatted down gently, smelled the burnt pill, pretended to be helpless, shook his head, stood up, and walked away, and said, "I really can't take out the five hundred gold coins. But if you are willing to give it to me, Bai Shi will be very happy."

When Mr. Wan heard this, dissatisfaction immediately emerged on his face and said in a deep voice: "You little baby, I'm afraid you just came to our Yunhe tribe soon. Will Mr. Wan give you something? Who do you think you are? If I don't want to give it to me, the patriarch will not even think of taking anything away from me. Is your illness still cured?

Shiraishi stopped, turned around slowly, showed a proud smile, and said, "I believe you will give me those medicinal herbs. As for my disease, I'll treat it myself."

After Bai Shi finished speaking, he stepped out of the room. When he just stepped out of the room, he stopped again, turned to look at Wan Lao, and said, "By the way, I forgot to tell you that if you refine the 'Broken Heart Sphere', the red Luohua and the mulberry grass cannot be put in at the same time, because these two things will produce a kind of repulsion, which will cause an explosion. The red Luohua must be crushed into pieces, put it in hot water and cooked for an hour. After the medicinal effects are all integrated into the water, the mulberry grass will be put in... Also, I am now living in Deacon Lu's house."

After Shiraishi finished speaking, he stepped out of the wooden house and looked at the place where the clan leader was. With the kind smile of the clan leader, he and the clan leader left the place where the wooden house again.

When Mr. Wan heard Bai Shi's words, his body trembled slightly, and his eyes showed a sigh, but then he shrugged and murmured: "What do you know about this little brat... just talk nonsense to me, just say..."

Along the way, the clan leader did not ask too much. Bai Shi deceived the clan leader and said that Wan Lao agreed to treat his injuries. After returning to the clan leader's room, the clan leader took out a pill and handed it to Bai Shi.

Bai Shi took the pill and felt the fragrance emitted from the pill. Although he didn't know the name of the pill, he could roughly detect that the effect of this pill was exactly the same as the effect of the Bone Tempering Pill, but the effect must be slightly weaker than that of the Bone Tempering Pill.

"This medicine is the 'enhancing and protection pill'. The effect of the medicine is to enhance defense. Its effect will not be exerted tomorrow. After you take it today, you will continue to come here to find me tomorrow morning. I will take you to a place." The patriarch said.

Shiraishi didn't know where the clan leader was going to take him to, but after all, he nodded, left the clan leader's house and walked towards the place where he lived.

Shuttled through the Yunhe Tribe, Bai Shi walked slowly and slowly. Facing the warm sunshine, a sense of enjoyment came from his body. After walking around several wooden houses, Bai Shi also greeted some people who were patrolling. Along the way, he also saw many familiar faces, but the most eye-catching thing was the person he suddenly saw at this moment.

This man was wearing the same clothes as Bai Shi and his head was covered in white hair. At this moment, he was smiling and greeting the people in Yunhe tribe.
Chapter completed!