In the territory of Huaxia, in an unknown mountain forest, there is a dilapidated thatched house.

A young man in his twenties was sitting upright, his eyes closed and his brow slightly furrowed. There was a strange fluctuation in the room, centered on this young man, accompanied by his breathing, sometimes strong and sometimes weak.

And outside this dilapidated thatched hut, there was an old man with gray hair but strong spirits, hanging his hands and bowing his head slightly at the door.

The old man felt the fluctuations coming from the house, and from time to time he raised his head to look into the house, his eyes full of enthusiasm and awe.

If there are people at the top of the pyramid in China, I am afraid that their jaws will fall when they see this scene.

The master of the most mysterious and ancient sect in China, the Immortal Sect, and his own strength is the martial arts master that countless Chinese masters yearn for, Ye Zhantian, is actually in such a remote and broken place, so respectfully guarding the door for a hairy boy?!

Whoever hears about it has to laugh a few times, and then laugh and curse a word of fantasy!

The fluctuations coming from inside the house suddenly stopped, and after a few seconds, the "boom" erupted, pushing in all directions, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, shaking the trees outside the house and falling leaves.

Ye Zhantian hurriedly straightened his body, his head lowered slightly, as if a primary school student was waiting to be lectured by the teacher.

"Xiaobei, come in."

A voice came faintly from inside the room.

"Yes." After Ye Zhantian heard this, he didn't dare to slack off at all, hurriedly answered, and walked into the house quickly.

The young man sitting on the couch stretched his shoulders with a relieved look, and then said lightly: "Tea." ”

Ye Zhantian immediately went to the table, poured a cup of tea, respectfully served it to the young man with both hands, and then stepped aside, his tone full of concern: "Master, you ...... It's all right, right? ”

The young man took a sip of tea unhurriedly and replied lightly, "It's okay." ”

Hearing these two words, Ye Zhantian, who had been worried, finally stretched his brows and relaxed.

The young man took a few more sips of tea, handed the teacup to Ye Zhantian, got up from the couch, and paced outside the house, Ye Zhantian followed behind the young man step by step.

Looking up at the sky, the young man sighed and sighed: "The stars are moving, and the years are like a shuttle. I, Ye Changsheng, have been looking at this world for another five hundred years! ”

Ye Zhantian, who was on the side, didn't respond, but his head hung lower. No matter how strong his strength is, he is just a mortal after all.

And this master of his own is a monster who has lived for three thousand years!

helped Emperor Qin to unify China, learned Buddhism with Xuanzang, opposed Li Yu's poetry, and traveled hunting with Huang Taiji......

Who can believe it?!

"Is my status for joining the WTO arranged this time?"

Ye Changsheng's thoughts were withdrawn from his emotion, and he turned his head to ask Ye Zhantian.

"It's been arranged." Ye Zhantian nodded, "But...... I'm afraid that I will be wronged by the master, and I will say to the outside world that I am a closed disciple, and after going down the mountain, I will enter the world by treating my junior in the same way. ”

After speaking, Ye Zhantian hurriedly added: "In this way, I can also serve the master at any time and survive the transformation period of this ten years." ”

Ye Changsheng waved his hand and smiled indifferently: "It's okay." ”

The "transformation period" in Ye Zhantian's mouth is a period that Ye Changsheng will go through every five hundred years.

In these ten years, Ye Changsheng will bleed, be injured, and even die of heavy injuries, but as long as he survives these ten years, Ye Changsheng's strength will make a huge leap again.

Even...... It is possible to soar to the next level of the world......

But even in this transformation period, Ye Changsheng was not worried, although his strength could only be exerted at tenth-twelfth, he could still easily reach the level of a martial arts grandmaster.

Ye Changsheng patted the dust on his sleeve and said casually: "The other three little guys, didn't you come over?" ”

Although Ye Changsheng was light and light, after Ye Zhantian heard this, he suddenly became nervous and speechless.

"Hehe, it seems that I, Ye Changsheng, have been silent for decades, and have made them forget my existence."

Ye Changsheng shook his head and chuckled.

With a "poof", Ye Zhantian actually knelt down in front of Ye Changsheng and swore an oath: "Master, no matter what they do, I will never betray you at all, Master!" ”

Seeing Ye Zhantian trembling, Ye Changsheng didn't say anything, slowly took a step and walked down the mountain.

…………

Jincheng, the Zhao family compound.

Zao Wou-Ki was lying on the bed, with catheters connected to various instruments on his body, his breathing was weak, his eyes were closed and his eye sockets were sunken, and he was already on the verge of death.

Not far from the end of the bed, several doctors surrounded Zhao Qingying, explaining something with an embarrassed face: "Miss Zhao, Old Man Zhao's situation is really beyond our ability. ”

Zhao Qingying looked unwilling, gritted his teeth and said: "Impossible, you are all the top doctors in Huaxia, you will definitely be able to figure out a way!" ”

Seeing that Zhao Qingying was still stubborn, the doctor headed by him shook his head helplessly: "Miss Zhao, so far, I can only say that birth, old age, sickness and death are the normal state of life. Old Man Zhao is already terminally ill, I'm afraid the gods will be incurable, I advise you not to be too persistent......"

The doctor's words could not have been clearer, completely shattering the last vestiges of hope in Zhao Qingying's heart.

At the same time, it also ignited Zhao Qingying's suppressed emotions during this time: "Get out! You quacks! I can't do medical skills, and I'm still alarmist here! One more nonsense, and I'll pull you out and feed the dogs! ”

Suddenly, the doctors were silent.

The silence in the room was horrible.

Zhao Wouji, the number one boss in Jincheng and the half-step martial arts master, has been in the limelight all his life, who would have thought that he would have a recurrence of his secret injury at an ancient age, and he couldn't find anyone who could heal his injuries and renew his life with all the strength of the entire Zhao family!

"Miss! Miss! The Immortal Gate is here! ”

At this moment, an old man who looked like a butler hurriedly rushed in, with a happy face, and shouted in disregard.

"What?!"

Hearing the housekeeper's words, Zhao Qingying's gloomy eyes suddenly ignited surprise and hope.

The housekeeper said happily: "That person's name is Ye Changsheng, and he claims to be a closed disciple of Ye Zhantian's seniors, and he has come to heal our old man!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Qingying had already anxiously run out to greet Ye Changsheng.

And the crowd followed.

…………

Zhao Qingying ran all the way to the front hall, and saw a young man in his twenties sitting on a chair, quietly drinking tea.

It was Ye Changsheng!

After seeing Ye Changsheng, Zhao Qingying frowned slightly.

As far as she knew, Ye Zhantian's senior was already in his nineties, but how could the person in front of her, who claimed to be a close disciple of Senior Ye, be so young?

How capable can such a young guy be to brag about healing his grandfather?

Could it be that where did the charlatans come from, inquired about the situation of their old man, and came to swindle?

After thinking for a while, Zhao Qingying first gave Ye Changsheng a slight salute, and then said, "Mr. Ye, is it?" ”

Ye Changsheng put down the teacup unhurriedly and nodded.

"You said that you are a disciple of Ye Zhantian's predecessors, do you have any evidence?" Zhao Qingying smiled and said apologetically: "It's not aimed at you, it's just that the news that my old man is seriously ill has spread widely recently, and there are many people who want to fish in troubled waters." Our Zhao family also had to be cautious. ”

is worthy of being the daughter of a famous family, and her words are not leaky. Not only do not offend people, but also express their own thoughts.

This couldn't help but make Ye Changsheng look at Zhao Qingying a few more times.

Immediately, Ye Changsheng casually took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Qingying.

Although Zhao Qingying didn't know Ye Zhantian's handwriting, the seal of Changshengmen at the end of the letter was absolutely unfake.

"I took the liberty before, sir, don't be surprised." Zhao Qingying returned the letter to Ye Changsheng, bowed his head and said apologetically, "Now my grandfather's situation is very critical, sir, please come with me to take a look?" ”

……

As Zhao Qingying arrived at Zao Wou-Ki's room, Ye Changsheng stood beside the bed, without any movement, only quietly looking at Zao Wou-Ki.

Zhao Qingying couldn't help it, and said anxiously on the side: "How do you think my grandfather's illness should be treated?" ”

Ye Changsheng turned his back and said lightly: "It's just such a small injury?" In the middle of China, there is no doctor who is slightly decent? ”

Zhao Qingying didn't wait for anything to say, and several doctors beside her snorted coldly.