Of course, Feng Yin's gifts don't stop there. With a flick of his finger, he already touched the spirit gathering on this clone.

As the branches travel, return to the original body.

On the hillside at the other end, a small pine tree had already grown into a towering tree. Its body was shaken up and it was full of energy. Its already thick branches were several centimeters thick in diameter, and the crown of the tree had grown several meters by itself.

These external changes are only slightly overflowing with spiritual energy. Most of the energy is used by the little pine tree to increase spiritual awareness and spiritual power.

The foundation will naturally become more solid and the foundation will be enhanced.

One after another, pine cones also overflowed and grew due to this burst of energy. However, as the cultivation of the small pine tree increased significantly, with a thought, all the pine cones withered, and bits and pieces of spiritual power returned to the tree body.

It's not wasted at all.

What kind of fruit does it bear? There is nothing to do in idleness?

What a waste!

Little Pine Tree obviously knows how to live at home.

Three more days later...

The golden-masked man made a routine inspection and came to chat with Feng Yin and explain the situation.

Of course, the main reason is that there has been no news from Tianjianyun Palace. As the saying goes, things will change later, Dong Pingchuan, who is relied on as a rare commodity, should certainly play some role.

It would be best if Mr. Dong could write another letter to urge me, instead of accepting the benefits but not doing the work!

After I didn't want to arrive, before the golden-masked man asked for anything, I heard Dong Pingchuan speak first: "The spiritual crystal is gone."

"...!

"

The golden-faced man almost scolded his mother: "It's only been a few days? Is it gone?"

"Now that I have no personal freedom, what can I do if I don't work day and night and intensify my practice? It's just passive practice and hard work."

Feng Yin said: "Actually, when I think about the past, I felt that I had good talents and qualifications but neglected to practice. I feel really ashamed. Thinking about that time, I will definitely become a thorn in the flesh of all the major forces... Since everyone knows that I have good qualifications and high talents, they will definitely

See me as a powerful threat in the future... What do you want me to do? I must become stronger. Only by becoming stronger can I avoid the ending of death..."

"Now that I have practiced hard, I can naturally use the spiritual crystals a little faster. It makes sense. Long live understanding, long live understanding..."

The muscles on the golden masked man's face twitched.

Are you hurrying up?

Is your home going so fast?

Speaking of which, each of the golden-faced people has a rich net worth. Since they can be ranked among the cloud powerhouses, and they are all veteran cloud powerhouses, their net worth is naturally quite high.

If Feng Yin is given thousands of spiritual crystals, he doesn't care at all. Even if he is given tens of thousands more, he won't take it seriously. But the question is, how long will this guy live here?

This is something no one can say for sure.

If you live there for many years, you will need almost 20,000 top-quality spiritual crystals a month, and even next month, more than 20,000 will not be enough...

If this accumulates over time, it is quite a huge number!

Especially when he saw Dong Pingchuan looking like he wanted to live and work in peace and contentment here and fight a protracted war, the golden-masked man felt like his intestines were twitching.

I never felt like this was a hostage. Isn't this a nursing home?

The golden-masked man took out a bunch of pictures angrily: "I'll give you ten thousand this time."

"Great!"

"Spare it sparingly."

"I'm a guest, an honored guest. With this kind of treatment, it's too much to not use bean buns as dry food..."

"……Grass!

If you beep again, believe it or not, I will beat you!"

The golden-faced man's eyes widened and he suddenly lost his temper.

Feng Yin sighed, collected the spiritual crystal, and wisely stopped talking.

A good man never suffers immediate losses.

I gave him the spiritual crystal first, and then got down to business.

Instead, it was Feng Yin who asked: "Has there been a letter from Yun Gong?"

"He came and said he was looking for a miracle doctor, but there has been no reply since then."

"Then why are you worried? Since everyone in the family has said so, there must be something missing, and it is estimated that they will be found soon. If you ask me, the biggest problem now is not whether the person can be found, but the miracle doctor.

prescription."

"No, it's not just a miracle cure. Instead, it's up to you to find the medicine according to the prescription, which is the real major problem. The old gentleman's injury is too serious, and the delay lasts for thousands of years. Can he heal his injury?

The medicine for the body cannot be just ordinary stuff. You must be mentally prepared for this."

Feng Yin took the opportunity to get a vaccination.

"Of course. We naturally know this well. Over the years, we have searched for many miracle doctors and obtained countless precious prescriptions, and we have even more reserves of rare medicinal materials."

The gold-faced man shows full confidence.

When he thought about it, after countless years of accumulation, he said that he had everything he could need, but he couldn't believe that he couldn't even find the ingredients for a prescription.

"Ah That's good."

However, Feng Yin got another news from his mouth. In the past ten thousand years, many famous doctors have been buried in the hands of the Blood Emperor organization without any reason. Whether they can cure Lei Tu or not, they all have to come.

You can't let it go. Once you let it go, wouldn't it be possible for the news to leak out?

The doctor who dies here will not only lose his life, but also most likely will lose his life collection and precious prescriptions...

The golden-masked man left again.

Feng Yin continued to practice as before.

Two days later, Dong Xiaoyan finally wrote back: "We have found a miracle doctor, but the miracle doctor believes that the injuries described are too general and need to be described again carefully, including the degree of each injury and the operation.

The physical reaction during Reiki, as well as the spiritual consciousness..."

There are a lot of them listed.

The golden-faced man naturally took it to Lei Tu for instructions.

Lei Tu is also a well-informed person. After seeing it, he didn't feel anything was wrong.

It is also appropriate to ask more carefully.

So, 'Dong Pingchuan' came again and talked with Lei Tu.

Almost as strictly as an interrogation, all the questions above were asked in an intensified manner.

If this inquiry was not for the purpose of curing a disease, Lei Tu would have had the urge to kill this guy more than ninety times.

After a lot of questioning, 'Dong Pingchuan' recorded four or five pieces of paper, written densely.

Then he said a few words in his own Dong Pingchuan tone.

The thick letter was sent out.

After receiving the reply, Dong Xiaoyan also delivered another reply: "It has been forwarded to the miracle doctor, who is currently studying the prescription."

Then he put the letter aside.

It was as if she hadn't received it - she and Feng Yin had already had a tacit understanding, and besides, with this thing in her hand, it had no real use.

Only by waiting for Feng Yin's private message can we find a cure.

Now Feng Yin is obviously stalling for time, so Dong Xiaoyan naturally has to cooperate.

Five days later, Dong Xiaoyan found a letter on her window sill again.

"Notify the other party immediately about the problem with the relevant prescriptions, and also...such and such and such."

Dong Xiaoyan immediately followed the instructions.

Gather people and start strategizing with confidence again.

"Everyone, please listen to my arrangements, I have a clever plan..."

…

Blood Emperor Lei Tu received a reply.

"Boss, the miracle doctor's prescription is here." The golden-faced man walked into the hall with a happy face.

"Oh? It's finally here?"

Lei Tu was also refreshed. He sat upright and said impatiently: "Nian!"

The man with the golden mask opened the envelope, unfolded the letter, and read word for word: "The miracle doctor gave the prescription after four days of hard thinking. But according to the miracle doctor, there is a pros and cons that must be mentioned first."

"Because the injured person's cultivation level is too high, reaching a level beyond the knowledge of the miracle doctor. The miracle doctor has never treated someone with such a high level of cultivation before... There is no certainty about the cure or even the effect. Even the prescription

There is some response and curative effect, but the miracle doctor's own medicine is still not qualified to diagnose and treat the injuries of a patient with such a peak level of cultivation... In other words, the miracle doctor is only 30% sure that it will help your injury. As for the possibility of cure, it is at most 10%.
To be continued...