Seeing that this bad old man was also calling himself a Heavenly Rank powerhouse, Han Feng's originally serious expression couldn't help but twitch slightly, he was really a little depressed by the old guy in front of him.

However, a thought arose in Han Feng's heart that even surprised him.

Could it be that the old man in front of him is really a heaven-level powerhouse as he himself said?

Immediately, Han Feng was also amused by his own thoughts.

But he still asked casually: "You said that you are a Heavenly Rank powerhouse, but I didn't find the slightest bit of vindictiveness in you, why is this?"

Who knows, when the bad old man heard Han Feng ask this question, his originally smiling face flashed a trace of loneliness.

Although it was only a flash, Han Feng still caught it, and then felt a little surprised in his heart, but involuntarily, Han Feng began to believe what the bad old man said.

And at this time, the bad old man also explained: "Little guy, whether you believe it or not, old man, I never lie, I say that I am a heaven-level powerhouse, then I am a heaven-level powerhouse." ”

At this time, the tone of the bad old man was a bit like a grumpy child, who was angry with others after they didn't believe what he said.

Looking at the old guy in front of him with messy hair and equally messy clothes, Han Feng found that his nerves had been tortured all day today.

So, he said in a somewhat helpless tone: "Having said so much, you haven't said the purpose of your approach to me. If you don't make it clear, although I won't do anything to you, I won't have time to waste time with you here. ”

When the bad old man heard this, he was obviously very dissatisfied with Han Feng's threat, but he didn't say much, he directly rolled his eyes and said: "Everyone says that you are an extremely talented and immortal talent, I have said so much before, you still don't know the purpose of my search for you, no matter how you look at you, you don't look like a smart person." ”

Without a chance for Han Feng to speak, the bad old man continued: "I said, I am a heaven-level powerhouse, whether you believe it now or not, but you will definitely believe it in the future." And as you just said, I don't have any fighting spirit at all, that's what I'm looking for you. ”

Hearing what the bad old man said at the end, Han Feng also understood a little in his heart.

Assuming that what the old guy of unknown origin in front of him said before was true, if he was really a heaven-level powerhouse, then he didn't have the slightest hint of martial arts on his body, and it was indeed very weird.

There are only two such situations, one is to do the same as before, scatter the gong!

This would explain the reason why he had said earlier that he was a Heaven Rank powerhouse.

Of course, under normal circumstances, no one would choose to scatter their work, which is tantamount to suicide. Han Feng is an exception.

Then, since it is not a scattered exercise, there is only one possibility left, and that is that this old man was once injured by someone, which caused him to lose all his cultivation.

Han Feng felt that if what the bad old man said was true, then there should only be the second possibility.

So, the purpose of the bad old man coming to him today is probably to help him recover his strength.

Thinking of this, Han Feng also breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, at this time, he basically believed the words of the bad old man in his heart, although the bad old man was crazy when he spoke.

But he was able to see the innate fighting qi in his body at a glance before, and he could also tell the difference between it.

This kind of vision and perception alone is not something that ordinary people can do.

Thinking about it, although the bad old man in front of him had lost all his fighting spirit, he still retained the powerful perception that belonged to the heaven-level powerhouse.

Moreover, according to the inference in Han Feng's heart, this bad old man may be stronger than Fei Lao is strength before he was injured.

With this thought, Han Feng also said, "So, you deliberately arranged that drama today, and the purpose of deliberately finding me is to ask me to help you recover your cultivation?"

When the bad old man heard this, he pursed his lips and said, "What is a special arrangement, you think you are a fragrant bun, and everyone wants to see you." I have said a long time ago that the old man will never lie, the boy of the Han family before pushed the old man, but the old man wrote it down, and when my strength recovers, I will definitely teach him a good lesson, and scare him so much that he will dare to offend the old man after seeing it. ”

As he spoke, the bad old man couldn't help but let out a wild laugh.

Seeing Han Feng, he was speechless for a while.

After laughing for a while, the bad old man said again: "Boy, I know your ability is good, can you help me take a look and see if I can recover from this injury?"

As if he was worried that Han Feng would not show him, the bad old man immediately said: "Don't worry, as long as you can cure me, the old man will definitely repay you well, and your benefits are indispensable." ”

Hearing this, Han Feng also began to be a little curious about the identity of this bad old man.

However, Han Feng didn't ask questions, but took two steps forward, came to the bad old man, grabbed his arm, and then a spiritual force mixed with fighting energy slowly poured into the bad old man's body from his body.

The bad old man on the side put away his laughing expression for the first time, and his face couldn't help but show a trace of nervousness.

A moment later, when Han Feng's spiritual power infiltrated into the bad old man's body, he was also taken aback by the bad old man's physical condition. Immediately, his face also became a little solemn, and in the end, Han Feng even closed his eyes and observed carefully.

Han Feng hadn't discovered it before, but at this time, after the spiritual power wandered and probed in his body, Han Feng discovered that the veins in the bad old man's body were actually exhausted.

In addition, many parts of the body are affected by different degrees of dark diseases.

These big and small dark diseases add up, if you were an ordinary person for a while, you should have died a long time ago. Even some weaker martial artists are afraid that they will not be able to survive two months.

According to Han Feng's observations, the dark diseases on the old man's body, and judging from the broken veins, it was obvious that these injuries had been there a long time ago.

But as far as Han Feng observed in the short time just now, except that the bad old man couldn't feel any breath on his body, his physical condition was no different from that of ordinary people.

This discovery also surprised Han Feng in his heart.

Another little time passed, and as Han Feng observed further, the more he looked, the more frightened he became.

After carefully observing the bad old man's body twice, Han Feng finally found a faint energy fluctuation in a very secret place on his body.

Han Feng tried to use his spiritual power to touch this faint energy fluctuation. But I didn't expect to be strongly devoured by that trace of energy.

With Han Feng's powerful spiritual power, the moment he came into contact with this energy, he was also taken aback by the powerful aura released by it.

And after this short contact, Han Feng could already determine that this trace of powerful energy hidden deep in the bad old man's body was the bad old man's fighting energy.

Han Feng also understood that it was precisely because of the existence of this trace of energy that the bad old man's body was troubled by so many dark diseases, but he was already safe and sound.

It's all because this energy is secretly supporting his bodily functions.

Exactly, because the bad old man's veins were all broken, he couldn't sense the fighting qi in his body at all, and naturally, this former heaven-level powerhouse, after losing the induction and mobilization of the fighting qi, naturally lost any strength and became an ordinary person with a heaven-level fighting spirit.

Immediately, Han Feng thought again, who had offended the bad old man in front of him, and he was so ruthless, judging from the injuries in the bad old man's body, he should have been shocked by the enemy's palm to break all the meridians in his body at that time, although he was lucky not to die, he lost all his strength.

This situation, for some arrogant and strong people, is undoubtedly more painful than death.

However, looking at the bad old man's appearance, he didn't seem to be hit by this incident.

He slowly withdrew his spiritual power from the bad old man's body, and then opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he was met by the eager and uneasy gaze of the bad old man.

Han Feng was stunned at first, but immediately understood the mood of the bad old man at the moment.

Although the bad old man looks relaxed and relaxed, he looks like a gamer, but I believe that after he lost the power he was proud of, he was also hit very hard, and a large part of his previous appearance may be a gesture to hide his emotions.

Thinking of this, Han Feng couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic to the bad old man in front of him.

It's just that sympathy is sympathy, and he can't say that he wants to help him treat a person who has just met and doesn't even know who the other party is.

He's not that idle.

So, Han Feng couldn't help but speak slowly: "I now believe that you were indeed a Heaven Rank powerhouse before, and your strength should be at least around the Heaven Rank Five Ranks." ”

Hearing this, the bad old man's eyes couldn't help but light up, and then he said with excitement: "You can really see it, that's right, twenty years ago, my fighting spirit had indeed reached the fifth rank of the heavenly rank. It's just that I was injured by a guy later, and as a result, I lost all my fighting spirit, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't recover. ”

"Twenty years ago, then you should have found more than one alchemist for me, right?" Han Feng was also a little surprised, this bad old man was so seriously injured, he could still live alive for twenty years.

If you are an ordinary heaven-level powerhouse, I am afraid that it will reach the limit in less than a few years.

And when he heard Han Feng ask, the bad old man pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "Of course I have looked for it, why haven't I looked for it, old man, I have searched for several countries, and I have seen many alchemists, among which there are not a few alchemy masters like you, but these guys are very arrogant, looking at me as an old man who has no fighting spirit, I don't pay attention to it at all, and it is rare to meet a few people who are willing to help, but the result is limited ability and cannot be cured." ”

Hearing the bad old man's explanation, Han Feng also nodded, believing his words.

The injury on the bad old man's body is not an ordinary injury, fortunately he met him, otherwise he may not be able to be cured well if he is an ordinary alchemist.

Thinking of this, Han Feng said lightly: "I have done some research on your situation, but what benefits can you give me if you are cured?"

(To be continued)