"Master, have you found anything?" Wang Feng hurriedly asked.

"You know your own pulse. The ghost opened his mouth with sorrow, and then let go of Wang Feng's palm.

Wang Feng has never sat on the pulse, but he knows how to take the pulse, because this has become the common sense of Chinese medicine.

Just because Wang Feng hasn't done it doesn't mean he won't.

The palm of his hand landed on his other arm, and Wang Feng's complexion soon changed, because he found that he didn't even have a pulse, which frightened him.

"How can this be?" Wang Feng said in surprise, not understanding what was going on.

There is no pulse, that is what happens to a dead person, but now that he is a living person without a pulse, is there anything more strange than this?

At this moment, Wang Feng's face turned pale, and he couldn't believe that he was a living person who had no pulse, could it be that he was now a living dead?

Originally, Wang Feng's face was pale, but after such a fright, his face was even more pale like a white face, and it was scary to look at.

The perspective ability expanded, and Wang Feng could see that the blood in his veins was still flowing and had not coagulated, but this living person had no pulse, which was too weird, right?

At this moment, Wang Feng felt chills all over his body, and he was really frightened.

"Don't be nervous yet, it's just that the pulse is disordered, wait for me to check the ancient books of our sect, maybe I will find something. The ghost opened his mouth and comforted Wang Feng.

However, his comfort is not of much effect to Wang Feng, his master is known as the supreme genius of the Divine Spirit Sect, and his medical skills have also reached the top, even he has never seen such a situation, even if he checks the ancestral home, what does it mean?

"The world is so big, it's all you need to know that you're still alive, and I'm sure it's not a bad situation. ”

"I hope so. Wang Feng spoke, with a hint of confusion in his voice.

"You wait here for a while, and I'll come when I go. The ghost opened his mouth with sorrow, and then entered the secret room where he usually cultivated.

Time passed slowly, and the ghost said that he would come when he went, but Wang Feng sat here for about two hours before seeing him come out of the secret room.

Wang Feng could see obvious fatigue on his face, and it was estimated that he didn't have the strength to rest, but the only thing that made Wang Feng feel a little surprised was that there was still a little excitement on his master's tired face, could it be that things had taken a turn for the better?

"Master, have you found anything?" asked Wang Feng.

"It's not just a discovery, it's a discovery. The ghost opened his mouth with a look of joy on his face.

"Then you can tell me quickly. Hearing his words, Wang Feng was also taken aback, and his spirit suddenly came up.

"What's the hurry, I can tell you clearly now, what happened to you is not a bad thing, and this is still a great thing, you kid is really out of shit luck, even the master I envy you. Seeing that the ghost was worried, his eyes kept sweeping around Wang Feng's body.

However, the more he said this, the more anxious Wang Feng became, like a hundred claws scratching his heart, and he came to sell Guan Zi at such a critical moment, if it weren't for the fact that he was his master, Wang Feng wanted to slap him.

"The time when our sect has been in existence in zài can no longer be traced, according to the history I know, our sect has been in existence for more than a thousand years, and there may have been a history before, but because the age is too old, there is no record. ”

The invention of papermaking by human beings is not very early, if the age of the Shenlingmen is really too long, then the history of the past is at most passed down from generation to generation, and then slowly missing a part, and later generations will slowly supplement those history.

"Master, what do you want to say?" Wang Feng asked.

"I said you kid had shit luck. The ghost opened his mouth with sorrow, and there was a look in his eyes, and he didn't seem to be able to see through the apprentice he had received.

"If you don't say anything, I'm leaving. Wang Feng stood up and made a gesture to leave, his own master was too tricky, and he didn't say anything when he knew the reason.

"What's the hurry. The ghost saw that he grabbed his apprentice, then took a deep breath and said slowly: "Your situation is very special, even I have been practicing for more than a hundred years and have seen so many patients I have never seen, but you are very lucky, our sect has such a record. ”

"Really?" Hearing his words, Wang Feng was shocked, his own sect was so good, and he even had such a record?

"Of course, after all, our sect has occupied China for more than a century, and we know far more secrets than others. ”

"Then tell me what the hell is going on, you're going to kill me. Wang Feng spoke, with eagerness on his face.

"That's right, once the ancestor of our sect had a master who had a situation like you, but because the age is too old, the description of this situation is also very vague, and I can only talk about a rough idea. ”

"What the hell do you mean?"

"That ancestor's strength is said to have reached the top of the world, and no one can stop him, and he has also reached an unprecedented realm, which has never been touched by anyone. The ghost opened his mouth with a shock on his face.

If Wang Feng hadn't come to him today, maybe he wouldn't have found out that there was such a character in his sect.

As far as the current world pattern is concerned, there are so many monks, but there are very few people who can reach the virtual realm, and among this small number of masters who enter the virtual realm, there are very few people who can reach the top.

Just like Owen, his strength has reached the top of the world, and even if he has an enmity with the Dark Spirit Organization, the other party will not dare to destroy him in a big way.

This is the deterrence of strength, if you can't kill him at once, then such a person will bring you endless troubles.

"What kind of realm is that?" Wang Feng's face also showed horror, he now felt the power of entering the virtual realm, with his current strength, even if he killed people in the air, and the realm that was even more powerful than entering the virtual realm, what kind of realm was that? Wang Feng couldn't imagine it.

"This realm was once called the realm of initiation by our ancestors. The ghost's sorrowful face also showed a look of longing, as strong as he didn't dare to think about how terrifying the realm was that was stronger than entering the virtual realm.

If you really reach that realm, wouldn't there be no one to stop you from crisscrossing the world?

It was so terrifying that such a character had appeared in the Divine Spirit Gate, and Wang Feng didn't expect it.

"Then where did that ancestor go?" Wang Feng hurriedly asked.

"I don't know much about that. The ghost shook his head sadly, and then said: "According to the historical description of our Divine Spirit Gate, on the day that one ancestor broke through, the entire Divine Spirit Gate was shrouded in a divine aura, just like a fairyland. ”

And the ancestor was even more luminous, and then like a feathered flying immortal, he soared into the air, not knowing where he went. ”

"You mean flew away?" Hearing the master's words, Wang Feng's eyes widened, revealing an incredible look.

"Hmm. The ghost nodded sadly, and he was very surprised.

It is already a law that the human body cannot fly, it is as strong as a monk who can't fly, even if Wang Feng wants to fly, he can only use the divine finger.

And he can't call it flying, because it's completely the body taking off on its own, and he doesn't have the slightest ability to control it, and he can't move.

"Did you really fly away?" Wang Feng asked in disbelief.

"Anyway, the record is recorded like this, I don't know if you asked me specifically. ”

"Then your old man has been talking for so long, does this have anything to do with me?" Suddenly Wang Feng withered.

No matter how strong the ancestor is, it is always the ancestor who is not him, and he doesn't know how long ago he was, and the authenticity of what he said needs to be verified.

"Why doesn't it matter? Hearing Wang Feng's words, the ghost glared at him sadly, as if he was blaming him for being lonely and unheard.

"It is rumored that that the day before that ancestor was promoted to the Dao realm, he was also like you, his whole body was convulsed, as if he had some kind of illness, and he himself woke up and didn't know anything about these things, if the teacher expected it was not bad, your situation is definitely the same as this ancestor. ”

"Is there such a thing?" Hearing his words, Wang Feng's face finally became solemn.

"So I make a bold guess that if such a situation happens to you, maybe you have already been selected in the dark to promote you to that unprecedented entry realm. ”

"But is this credible, and what is the basis for what you say?" Wang Feng pursed his lips, not quite convinced.

There are so many people in the world, and there are many who are stronger than him, why did you choose him?

Syllable!

As soon as the words fell, suddenly Wang Feng's head was slapped fiercely, and in front of him, the ghost saw sorrow and looked at him with wide eyes, and scolded: "What do you know, Jing will be foolish, let me ask you, before you have not cultivated, do you know that there are still monks in the world?"

"I don't know. Wang Feng shook his head.

"Since it's something you don't know, how do you know that he doesn't exist anymore? Moreover, our cultivation itself is a matter of going against the sky, so when we talk about fate, maybe it really exists. ”

"That ancestor's strength has reached an unprecedented realm, this realm is the supreme realm that countless people are fanatical about, and now you may have this kind of opportunity, and you are still talking nonsense here, do you believe it or not, I will tear your mouth in half now?"

The ghost's sorrowful voice was so loud that Wang Feng's eyes widened, he never thought that his master would be so angry.

He just said casually that he was about to be torn apart, and his master was too dark, right? Sure enough, he was worthy of the name of his black-hearted holy hand.

"I'm just talking about it. Wang Feng muttered quietly.

"It's not okay to talk about it casually, do you know that throughout the ages, how many people who have entered the peak of the Void Realm have been groping to become stronger? But they all have only one end, that is, they have been ruthlessly eliminated by the years, and no one can successfully break through to a higher level. ”

"So if you have this kind of opportunity now, you should firmly grasp it in the palm of your hand, if you can reach that kind of state, then who else in the world can be your opponent?"

This apprentice of his own is really too unproductive, and the ghost is so angry that he is now angry.