Among the several martial artists who approached, there were also a few Fang Bai who knew them, including Qian Haoduo among the four great doctors, Hua Tianhe, and Wen Yu, the pavilion master of the "Wonderful Doctor Pavilion". Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The martial artist who had the strength of the first level of the ground level, but he didn't know where it was sacred.

Fang Bai put away his senses, turned around, and looked at the horizon in front of him with interest.

The first thing that appeared in sight was that it was actually Qian Haoduo Qian Guoyi, followed closely behind Qian Haoduo was Hua Tianhe, and then behind was Wen Yu, the master of the "Miao Yi Pavilion", and three middle-aged people who Fang Bai didn't know.

Fang Bai's gaze swept past Qian Haoduo and the others, and then landed on the last young man who appeared in sight.

The young man was about thirty years old, with a thin build, an eagle nose and thin lips, slightly high cheekbones, and a gloomy gaze, giving people a cold and mean feeling, and there seemed to be a cold and cold aura around him, which made people feel unapproachable.

Fang Bai thought that he was already dressed very casually, which was incompatible with the formal clothes of other guests, but he didn't expect that the young man was wearing a black gown that few people had worn decades ago, which looked even more unusual and attention-grabbing.

From the black-shirted man, Fang Bai smelled the smell of some medicinal herbs, and guessed that he should be from some ancient medicine sect in China.

"Damn, why is this kid here? Couldn't he have caused the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi movement just now?"

Qian Duoduo raised his eyes and saw Fang Bai sitting under an ancient pine tree on the edge of the cliff in front of him, looking at this side with a smile, first stunned, then his old face turned red, his expression was embarrassed, he turned around and walked away, obviously not wanting to meet Fang Bai.

Hua Tianhe and the others also saw Fang Bai at the same time, and several people looked at each other with surprised expressions.

"Doctor Fang, are you here alone? Did anyone else come just now?"

Hua Tianhe walked to Gu Song and looked around, as if he was looking for someone.

In Hua Tianhe's thoughts, the cultivation of ordinary Xuan-level martial artists could not cause the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi changes like the one just now, and probably only a Xuan-level Perfection Realm, or even an Earth-level Martial Artist, could do it.

Although Fang Bai gave Hua Tianhe an unfathomable feeling, Hua Tianhe didn't think that his strength was already strong enough to reach the Xuan level consummation or even the earth level.

Since it was not Fang Bai, it must be someone else, but there was no one else at the scene except Fang Bai, so Hua Tianhe had just asked.

"Just now...... There is indeed an old man with immortal wind bones here, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye, and I didn't have a chance to say a few words to him. ”

Fang Bai said nonsense casually, he said this, he didn't want Hua Tianhe and the others to suspect that the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi movement just now was related to him.

Hua Tianhe and the others glanced at each other, but they didn't doubt Fang Bai's words, and they all looked regretful with regret, sighing that the old man who saw the dragon and couldn't see the end must be a master outside the world, but it was a pity that he didn't have the opportunity to see it.

Wen Yu, who was the owner of the "Miao Yi Pavilion", couldn't help but be a little more worried while sighing, thinking that the master was haunting the "Miao Yi Pavilion", and he didn't know what the purpose was, whether it was a good thing or a bad thing for the "Miao Yi Pavilion".

The black-shirted man standing behind everyone didn't say a word, but his eyes were looking at Fang Bai with a thoughtful look.

If it were someone else, under the scrutiny of his cold gaze, he would definitely feel uncomfortable, but Fang Bai was calm and calm, turning a blind eye to the gaze he projected.

The man in the black shirt paid attention to Fang Bai because he had faintly discovered a transcendent demeanor from this seemingly ordinary young man who was only about twenty years old.

This kind of demeanor and bearing, the man in black shirt has only found it in his master, Li Ao, the valley master of the "Ghost Doctor Valley" of the Hidden Gate.

"This young man is clearly just a Xuan-level beginner-level martial artist...... Yes, I must have had a delusion! How can a Xuan-level beginner-level martial artist be compared to Master and his old man?"

The man in black shook his head and withdrew his gaze from Fang Bai.

A twenty-year-old Xuan-level beginner-level martial artist is a rare genius in the world, but it is not uncommon in the hidden gate "Ghost Doctor Valley" where the black-shirted man is located.

Take the black-shirted man himself, he is one of the personal disciples of the Hidden Gate "Ghost Doctor Valley" Valley Master Li Ao, who has reached the high-level realm of the Xuan level when he was twenty years old, and after ten years of hard cultivation, he has his current achievements and squeezed into the ranks of ground-level martial artists.

In the Hidden Gate, only a warrior like the man in black is qualified to be called a "genius".

Unable to see the "master" who caused the movement of the vitality of heaven and earth, the man in black suddenly lost interest, did not greet others, and turned around and left.

As soon as he left, Sikong Lieyang, the master of the Tianshan "Ghost Doctor Gate", one of the five ancient medical sects in China who came with him, also left.

Seeing that the master of Sikong Lieyang's dignified sect, the black-shirted man who was more than half younger than him was respectful and respectful like his predecessors, Wen Yu and the others couldn't help but be stunned by each other.

The black-shirted man came with Sikong Lieyang, and when Sikong Lieyang introduced him, he only said that he was a friend, and he didn't say anything else, so Wen Yu and the others didn't ask much, but they paid attention to this black-shirted man with Xuan-level junior strength.

After all, a thirty-year-old Xuan-level beginner-level martial artist can be regarded as a genius in the secular ancient martial arts world.

Of course, the primary level of the Xuan level is the result of the black-shirted man suppressing his own strength realm, if he shows his true strength, just the breath he releases, he can paralyze Wen Yu and the others to the ground, without the power to resist.

It can be seen from this how big the gap in strength between martial artists is in a big realm.

At this moment, seeing Sikong Lieyang's respectful attitude towards the black-shirted man, Wen Yu and the others realized that the black-shirted man must have an extraordinary identity background, otherwise how could he let Sikong Lieyang, the owner of the "Ghost Doctor Gate", who has always been arrogant, bend his waist and laugh with him?

There is both cooperation and competition between the five ancient medical schools in China, and each ancient medical school wants to get the leading power of the Chinese medicine industry and sit in the position of the leader of the Chinese medicine industry, so as to get more and more resources related to Chinese medicine.

Each session of the "World Congress of Traditional Chinese Medicine" is not only a grand event for TCM doctors from all over the world to exchange and discuss medical skills, but also a platform for major ancient doctors to exchange medical skills.

At that time, the major ancient medical sects will send outstanding young disciples in their respective sects to conduct an open medical showdown, and the final winning medical sect will naturally sit in the position of the boss of the Chinese medicine industry for the next five years.

The appearance of the man in black shirt was a little strange in itself, Wen Yu and the others guessed that he was likely to be a helper invited by the "Ghost Doctor Sect", but they didn't know which sect he came from.

Seeing Sikong Lieyang accompany the black-shirted man away, Wen Yu and the others looked at their backs, thoughtful, with complicated expressions, and no one had the heart to pay attention to Fang Bai anymore. (To be continued.) )