Although the imprint is portrayed very abstractly, the bottom of Feng Chengcheng's heart is Zhilu Dao, this is a phoenix with wings spreading.

Although the pain in the palm of her hand was abnormal, in the face of this strange thing, the pain had been automatically ignored by her.

In the hands of the old man in front of him, it was obvious that there was no such thing as a fire brand.

He completely relied on his own flesh to imprint this imprint in the palm of his hand.

"What is this?" Feng Chengcheng's left hand brushed the mark on the palm of his right hand, and he stared at the decadent old man: "What did you do to me?" ”

Mu Shenxiao suddenly grabbed the old man's right hand, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but tremble suddenly.

Just now, he clearly saw that there was a mark on the palm of the old man's right hand, but now it seemed that there was nothing but wrinkles.

Feng Chengcheng noticed his strange movements, and was a little stunned: "What are you looking for?" ”

Mu Shenxiao slowly turned his head to look at the mark on her palm, and his eyes irrepressibly reflected a hint of surprise.

"I remember reading an account on an ancient scroll...... It is rumored that there is a sect above this world, and this sect is the smallest and most mysterious sect in the world, because in this sect, there is only one person. ”

Feng Chengcheng looked at the old man with awe-inspiring eyes, and said in surprise: "There is still a kind of sect?" ”

Alone, isn't he the commander of the light pole.

Although the old man's expression was sluggish and his face was pale, there was still a smile on the corner of his lips: "You baby, you know a lot of ......."

He struggled to sit up slowly, and with his own strength, he barely sat on the futon, and his expression became solemn in an instant.

"I, Simon, am the eighteenth generation of the ghost doctor, and you are the nineteenth generation......"

Feng Qingcheng's expression couldn't help but be even more stunned, at this time, should she kneel down and apprentice?

But with such a rash apprenticeship, Feng Tingcheng felt a little embarrassed.

It seems that he has been forced to recognize a master.

Besides, what is this ghost doctor?

Why can there only be one member of this organization?

This ghost doctor is so mysterious and weird, could it be a cult-like organization?

If it was a pagan religion, she would not have the spare time to be involved in such troubles.

Swallowing dryly, Feng Chengcheng glanced at Mu Shenxiao, "That...... What is Ghost Doctor? ”

Mu Shenxiao's expression was extremely dignified, and his fingertips touched Feng Chengcheng's palm, and his voice was low: "The scroll records: ghost doctor, one lineage inheritance, the qi of the living, the soul of the dead, and the ...... of returning yang"

Feng Qingcheng raised her eyebrows, a little stunned, she just had some understanding of these words.

Her lips twitched slightly, and she glanced at Mu Shenxiao fiercely: "Can you speak human words?" ”

Mu Shenxiao's expression stiffened slightly, and then he sighed helplessly: "That is to say, it is rumored that they can save anyone they want...... As long as this person doesn't die, even if it's just a breath of remnant breath, they can pull him up from the netherworld. ”

The darkness of Feng Chengcheng's dark phoenix eyes flashed with incredulity, and her ability also had this method, but it was only limited to treating external injuries.

If someone is poisoned or has a disease on top of their own nature, her abilities don't seem to work.