"Five-grade pharmacist?"

Yang Fan and Bing Xue'er looked at each other.

"Are there few pharmacists in the Ice God Valley?"

"What do you think? There are only 10 million people in the entire Ice God Valley, and Wuyuan Continent has more than 50 billion people. It has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years. There must be more alchemists outside than Ice God Valley. And, in In Ice God Valley, pharmacists are more popular than outsiders. Even the first-grade pharmacists will be praised and attracted by everyone."

Bing Xueer shrugged, and the implication was that Yang Fan, your identity as an eighth-grade pharmacist, would definitely be embraced by everyone.

"Let's go over and take a look at the level of the alchemists in Ice God Valley."

Yang Fan followed the flow of people. Bing Xueer wanted to stop Yang Fan, but after thinking about it, she gave it up and followed.

After walking for about ten minutes, the group came to an attic called Juxiantang. The attic was huge, at least larger than the Forbidden City in appearance.

The three words dragon and phoenix dance on the attic plaque, if you look carefully, you will be plunged into a fantasy.

"Good word!"

Yang Fan sighed, at least at his current level, he couldn't incorporate sword intent into his words.

"I'm surprised. This was written by the 31st Ice God Valley Master 100,000 years ago. Not only did his Ice God Curse reach the second stage of the Basic Chapter, his sword skills were even more advanced, even the level of medicine It's also a must. This Juxian Hall was created by him."

Bing Xue'er looked proud, as if he was the thirty-first valley master.

"Oh? What kind of pharmacist is he then?"

Yang Fan was shocked.

Does he also have a system?

"Nine products."

Yang Fan: "..."

Go through the attic to a courtyard, which is very large.

At this time, there are many tables and chairs on both sides of the yard, and some fruits and tea are on the tables.

There is also a platform in the innermost part of the courtyard.

At this time, there were several young monks playing with medicinal materials on the stage, and they seemed to be preparing for alchemy.

The three of Yang Fan chose to sit down in a corner and looked around. Yang Fan found that most of the people who came were from the Monster Race, and there were not many Ice Gods, only a few.

Yang Fan asked Bing Xueer about this.

Bing Xueer laughed when she heard it.

"Monsters are different from humans. It is very difficult to become a pharmacist. Just like each race has different talents. For example, the human race is the most powerful of all races in cultivation, but it is the weakest of all races in terms of cultivation. People of the same realm, the monster race is much better than the human race, you understand that."

Yang Fan nodded in approval.

"So the monster race here is to win over this alchemist named Yangxu?"

"Of course. There are quite a lot of pharmacists in the Ice God Valley. There are 100 fifth-rank pharmacists, and there are more than 20 sixth-rank pharmacists. As for the seventh and eighth-rank pharmacists, there are only less than five fingers alive. ."

At this time, two people sat down at the table of Yang Fan's three, a man and a woman.

Bing Xueer and Yang Fan looked at each other, nodded slightly, and then ignored them.

"They are also descendants of Ice God?"

Yang Fandao.

"No. There were also ordinary human races who followed the Ice God back then. The two of them are descendants of those people. Judging from their service, they should be the children of the Feng family."

Bing Xueer picked up the tea cup and motioned to the two.

The two also picked up teacups in return.

"It seems that the relationship between our descendants of Ice God and them is equal?"

"Why do you say that? Just because of their attitude towards me?"

Yang Fan nodded.

"Actually, as time goes by, our descendants of the Ice God gradually regard these people as their own people. After all, it was hundreds of thousands of years ago that their ancestors followed the Ice God. Over time, the relationship between master and servant became equal. But this is also good."

"You are from the Zong family, right."

Across the table, the Feng family man spoke.

"Yes! My name is Bing Xueer. How about you?"

"Snow word?"

The man and the woman stared, got up hurriedly and knelt down on one knee.

"Feng Jia, Feng Yuanliang, Feng Yuan, I have met Missy!"

The sudden scene attracted everyone's attention.

Yang Fan was stunned, doubting Bing Xueer's identity in his heart.

"Get up quickly, don't let others know who I am."

Bing Xueer raised the two anxiously, speaking in a low voice, but was still heard by Yang Fan.

Feng Yuanliang and Feng Yuan returned to their seats, their bodies straightened up unconsciously.

"You seem to have something you haven't told me yet."

A jar of Fat Boy Happy Water opened, and Yang Fan whispered.

"No, nothing."

Bing Xueer pretended to be calm.

"Then what's the matter with the clan they are talking about?"

"Sure enough, you still heard it."

"Yes, yes, I am the clan family. My father is the current head of the clan."

Seeing that she couldn't put it on anymore, Bingxue'er simply broke the jar.

"It's good, why do you want to separate? Since there is a clan, then there is a separation."

This reminded Yang Fan of the situation of the Hyuga clan in Hokage, which made him very confused.

"Are you really a descendant of the Ice God? Why do you give me the feeling that you are pretending?"

Bing Xueer's words were just a joke, but Yang Fan's ignorance really made her speechless.

"According to legend, before the Ice God grew up, the Ice God was squeezed out by the clansmen at that time, and was restricted everywhere, mainly because the Ice God at the time was very poorly talented. He was the child of the patriarch and a maid, and had no roots in the family. Status. Without the attention of the family, some of the family’s children bullied the Ice God. Later, the Ice God got the opportunity and jumped into a dragon, awakening the power of blood and soaring into a fairy."

"After that, the Ice God became a clan, and those who had bullied the Ice God shivered and feared retaliation. The Ice God relegated those who had bullied him to separate families, and those who had helped him were in the same line. It is the clan. The duty of the clan is to protect the clan, and the clan is responsible for the continuation of the blood and clan heritage. Moreover, the Ice God also uses special means to control the clan. With that method, he can control the life and death of the clan."

Bing Xueer lost her eyes, as if she had returned to the age when she was still the ice god.

"Special means?"

Yang Fan frowned, unable to think of a means.

"It's a curse on the bloodline. The curse that the family members can't attack the clan family, can't commit the following crimes, the offender will suffer pain from the soul, and it will get stronger every time."

"That's it."

Yang Fan suddenly.

At this moment, a shout came from the gate of the courtyard.

"Master Yang Xu is here!"

Everyone turned to look.

An old man wearing purple clothes with a fifth-tier alchemist badge on his chest walked in.

The old man is six feet tall, has a few sparse white beards on his chin, and has few frowns on his face. He looks only forty years old.

Yangxu passed by Yang Fan, and a faint fragrance of medicine came.

Yang Fan laughed when he smelled it, because from the fragrance of the medicine, he smelled that Yangxu was refining the sixth grade pill not long ago. The pill is called the accustomed clear pill, which is a very rare pill.