The martial arts and medical techniques that Fang Bai taught Wang Miaomiao were the most ordinary things in the cultivation world back then, but they opened up a new world of martial arts and medical skills for Wang Miaomiao, which immediately attracted Wang Miaomiao. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fang Bai finished instilling the things he wanted to teach Wang Miaomiao through his divine sense, sat back on the original stone pier, and saw that Wang Miaomiao was immersed in it, unable to extricate himself, with a slight smile on his face, and did not bother her.

Master leads the way through the door, and progress is personal.

Fang Bai had already taught what she should have taught, and as for how much Wang Miaomiao could improve her cultivation realm and how much she had improved in her medical skills, she could only depend on herself.

About half an hour later, Wang Miaomiao's body and vitality moved, her breath exploded, and after reaching a peak, she slowly returned to calm, and the temperament of the whole person had changed greatly between these ups and downs.

"It's at the top of the Yellow Rank, it's not bad. ”

Fang Bai looked at Wang Miaomiao with burning eyes, and felt quite relieved in his heart.

Wang Miaomiao's physique was average, so what Fang Bai gave her to swallow was the lowest-grade pill with gentle medicinal power, in case her meridians were damaged by the impact of too strong medicinal power.

Fang Bai didn't have high expectations for Wang Miaomiao, washing her muscles and marrow, and passing on a set of cultivation exercises to her, just to give her a chance.

I thought that Wang Miaomiao's strength would be good if she could improve a small realm with her help, but she didn't expect that she would be promoted two levels in a row, from the beginning of the yellow level to the high level of the yellow level, which was a bit unexpected for Fang Bai.

In just half an hour, Wang Miaomiao achieved a goal that other martial artists might take years to achieve, and this speed is already a miracle in the eyes of many people.

Therefore, the cultivation of martial artists must not only have natural qualifications, but also chance is also very important, without that opportunity, there may be no hope of achieving the realm goal pursued in his life.

Wang Miaomiao, whose strength had been promoted, did not leave the cultivation state, but continued to immerse herself in Fang Baichuan's wonderful medical skills.

It is also the art of acupuncture and massage, but what Fang Bai taught was something that Wang Miaomiao could not learn at all in the "Miao Yi Pavilion", and some of them had even subverted Wang Miaomiao's perception of medical skills.

Suddenly, the sound of electronic announcements sounded in all corners of the manor at the same time, informing the guests wandering around the top of the hill to arrive at the conference center for a meeting at nine o'clock.

Wang Miaomiao was also awakened by the sound of the broadcast, and when she opened her eyes, she felt that the world in front of her was extremely clear, and the senses of her facial features were doubly keen, and she was even able to capture the faint heaven and earth vitality swimming around her.

"How's it going, doesn't it feel good?"

Fang Bai looked at Wang Miaomiao, who was surprised, and asked with a smile.

"Dr. Fang's kindness, Miao Miao is unforgettable!"

Wang Miaomiao knew that the changes that had occurred in her were all given by Fang Bai, and the admiration and admiration for Fang Bai in her heart was really like a surging river and the flooding of the Yellow River was out of control.

She didn't know how to thank Fang Bai, so she bowed deeply to Fang Bai one after another.

"Whether it is martial arts or medical skills, it is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat. I passed on your things, just to give you a little help, in the future, if you want to get a greater improvement, you still need to figure out and comprehend by yourself, and cultivate and study diligently. ”

Fang Bai Zhengse said.

"Well, Miaomiao remembered!"

Wang Miaomiao nodded vigorously, hesitated, and said cautiously: "Doctor Fang, the 'World Congress of Traditional Chinese Medicine' is about to start, and I will take you to the conference center." ”

"Good. ”

Fang Bai nodded, and under the guidance of Wang Miaomiao, he came to the conference center in the center of the mountaintop, which can accommodate thousands of people.

In fact, Fang Bai was not interested in holding a meeting or anything, but since he accepted the invitation of the "Miao Yi Pavilion" and came here, he would not refuse the meeting he should participate in, otherwise it would seem a bit maverick, and it would give people a feeling of arrogance and no one in his eyes.

After entering the conference center, Fang Bai, who held a golden invitation letter, was arranged to sit down on a seat in the middle of the front row of the conference center, as one of the most distinguished guests of this "World Congress of Traditional Chinese Medicine".

Those who are qualified to sit in the middle of the front row are several authoritative experts in the world medical field and senior officials in the Chinese political circles, in addition to the four famous Chinese doctors and the five ancient doctors.

Taishan Beidou in the Chinese medicine community, authoritative experts in the world medical community, and high-ranking officials in the political circles, these people sit in the VIP area in the middle of the front row, and others take it for granted and will not have any criticism.

But Fang Bai sat there, but it caused a commotion in the conference center, which attracted the attention of nearly a thousand people, and almost everyone was talking in a low voice, guessing which way this young man was an immortal, and he could actually get such a high-standard courtesy from the "Miao Yi Pavilion".

Fang Bai calmly sat down in his seat, turning a blind eye to the strange gazes and various criticisms projected around him.

Fang Bai was sitting in a good position, but a cold aura that permeated his body made him feel a little uncomfortable.

And this cold aura came from the black-shirted man sitting next to Fang Bai.

The man in the black shirt was none other than the eagle-nosed, thin-lipped, dark-eyed guy who appeared on the cliff before.

In fact, the man in black shirt has been suppressing his own aura, and some martial artists around him, because the cultivation realm is too low, have not sensed his aura, so they have not been affected.

And Fang Bai's sense was too keen, and the cold aura on the black-shirted man inevitably caused him some effects, making him feel very unhappy.

In addition, the aura of the man in the black shirt was also mixed with a bit of evil and evil energy, obviously he had a lot of blood on his hands, and his cultivation was not a righteous and bright exercise.

This made Fang Bai's perception of him worse and worse.

Fang Bai quietly released a wisp of breath, slowly repelling the cold aura of the black-shirted man from his body, and seeing that the conference had not officially started, he sat there and closed his eyes to recuperate.

The position where the man in black shirt is sitting now should have been sitting in Sikong Lieyang, the master of the "Ghost Doctor Gate", but the man in black has a special identity, and Sikong Lieyang didn't dare to offend him, so he took the initiative to give up his position, but he sat in the back row.

Sikong Lieyang was respectful to the man in black shirts, and he was careful everywhere, and Wen Yu, the pavilion master of the "Wonderful Medical Pavilion", and the others were even more surprised when they saw it in their eyes.

If Fang Bai sat in the first row of the conference center and aroused the criticism of all the guests, then the black-shirted man who replaced the position of Sikong Lieyang, the head of the "Ghost Doctor Gate", was also the object of attention.

In the eyes of the surrounding guests, Fang Bai and the man in black shirt had one thing in common, that is, both of them were very young, and the clothes they wore were very casual, which was out of place with other guests, and they did not have the serious appearance of participating in a world conference. (To be continued.) )