After Murong Xue disappeared completely, Lao Dao's face, which was still laughing just now, instantly became stiff.

He stretched out his palm like dead wood, slapped it on Chen Fan's head with a snap, and said a little angrily, "Since you wake up, sit up and talk to the old man!"

Then he stood up, walked into the cave without looking back, found a stone and sat down, while Chen Fan opened his eyes with an embarrassed face, touched his head that had just been patted by Lao Dao, moved his body, and sneered, "Master, you're here!"

Lao Dao still didn't give Chen Fan a good face, and snorted coldly.

"What's the matter? Now that you're out, you have the ability, and you can't even come to see you!"

After hearing this, Chen Fan hurriedly shook his head, "No, no, no, the master laughed, if the master wants to come to me, he can do it at any time, but he just let the master see me so embarrassed......" sighed lightly and lowered his head in shame.

Chen Fan remembered the first time he met Lao Dao, he was so embarrassed, he was seriously injured, he saved himself, and now it is the master who saves him, this kindness cannot be repaid......

Lao Dao glanced at Chen Fan, pursed his lips, took out a pill from his arms, pinched it in his hand, and then flicked it straight into Chen Fan's mouth, and said angrily, "After accepting such an apprentice who loses money like you, you will know that I will be injured all day long, and you don't know how to earn some money to subsidize the master and subsidize the family!"

Although this sentence is Lao Dao's unintentional words, Chen Fan remembered it in his heart, and Lao Dao's status in Chen Fan's heart was second only to Lao Shuai, so whether it was Lao Dao's requirements or jokes, Chen Fan would keep it in mind, and then work hard to do it himself.

It is because of this joke that Chen Fan in the future really laid a mountain of gold and silver for his master, of course, that is a later story.

Now Chen Fan was seriously injured, and after taking the pill again, he felt that his body was feeling a little better, and he raised his hands with difficulty and bowed to Lao Dao, and said, "Thank you Master for giving me medicine." The tone was very humble.

Seeing this, Lao Dao didn't say much, just pursed his lips, and said secretly in his heart: I didn't expect that the medicine of that old thing is really effective, how long will it take it, if it is an ordinary treatment drug, such an injury will take ten days and half a month! No, if you can see him next time, you must pull more from him, if you don't give it, just say that Chen Fan is seriously injured and urgently needs medicine, thinking that he hurts Chen Fan so much, Chen Fan should not be stingy!

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but turn his gaze to Chen Fan, who was looking at him, for some reason, the more he looked at his little apprentice, the more he liked it.

Chen Fan also noticed the change in Lao Dao's eyes, but out of the etiquette of the teacher, Chen Fan hurriedly lowered his head without looking at Lao Dao for too long.

If Chen Fan knew that he had been calculated by his master at this moment, he didn't know how to feel.

Lao Dao was just about to speak, but he stopped, sniffed back and forth in the air, and after looking around, he fixed his gaze on Chen Fan's body.

As if sensing that Lao Dao was looking at him, Chen Fan raised his head and shouted softly, "Master, you ......"

But before he finished speaking, Lao Dao raised his hand to stop it, Lao Dao frowned, with a thoughtful look, he got up and came to Chen Fan, and first glanced at Chen Fan.

Then he squatted down and sniffed at Chen Fan's body again, and then groped his hand back and forth in Chen Fan's arms.

Chen Fan wanted to speak, but he looked at the very serious gaze of Shang Lao Dao, and swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

After a while, I saw Lao Dao take out a wooden box from Chen Fan's arms, Chen Fan fixed his eyes and saw that this wooden box was given to him by the Wudang Seven Elders yesterday, could it be that something was wrong?

Without waiting for Chen Fan to ask, Lao Dao took the wooden box in his hand and put it in front of Chen Fan, and said coldly, "Who gave you this wooden box?"

Chen Fan was stunned for a moment, and then said, "This was given to me by an elder from Wudang, saying that the elixir in it can stabilize my injuries, master, what's wrong with this?"

Lao Dao hurriedly opened the wooden box, and when he saw the pill lying quietly inside, Lao Dao's tightly knit brows deepened a little, he turned his head to look at Chen Fan, and asked again, "Is this really given to you by someone from Wudang?"

Chen Fan was stunned for a moment, then nodded very affirmatively, and Lao Dao closed the wooden box and sighed lightly.

"I thought they wouldn't dare to do anything to the Wudang of the Daomen Holy Land, but I didn't expect it...... I still underestimate their guts, these flies are as bold as ever!"

Hearing Lao Dao's self-talk, Chen Fan was also shocked, what! Someone would do something to Wudang, this is simply a fantasy!

Thinking of the crane-haired and sturdy old Taoist priest, I was a little stunned, when I was a child, I was ignorant and saw a few current Wudang masters, thinking about how arrogant I was at that time, but I always felt that I would be overwhelmed by that old man.

Even a casual look he couldn't help but be stunned, and he couldn't help but admire how bold those guys were, daring to touch the tiger's beard.

Chen Fan, who suddenly thought of something, opened his mouth and said, "Master, you mean there is something wrong with this elixir??"

Lao Dao waved his hand to take out the pill in the box, put it in his hand, and stretched out two fingers with his other hand to pinch the pill and then rubbed it back and forth, and after a while, the pill that was still round just now turned into a pile of powder.

Chen Fan looked at the powder in Lao Dao's hand, and then glanced at Lao Dao, I don't know what his intention was, Lao Dao didn't explain too much, he dragged Chen Fan, let him lie on the ground, and then lifted his clothes.

Seeing this, Chen Fan wanted to struggle, but before he could move a few times, he was scolded by Lao Dao not to move, Chen Fan hurriedly stopped, and honestly lay on the ground at the mercy of Lao Dao.

Lao Dao didn't say much, and when he saw Chen Fan stop, he immediately lifted Chen Fan's clothes, and the bloody back hidden under the clothes was displayed in front of Lao Dao.

A deep bone-deep claw mark, dozens of fragments of the sword body with residual sword qi were inserted into Chen Fan's body in pieces, Lao Dao stretched out his dry hand and groped around Chen Fan's back, and then suddenly inserted his fingers into Chen Fan's body.

Chen Fan, who felt the sharp pain behind him, his eyes were cracked, and several soybean-like sweat slashed down his forehead, and he clenched the crown of his teeth tightly without making a sound.

He knew that Lao Dao was healing him, he couldn't make a noise to disturb, it seemed that he felt Chen Fan's changes, Lao Dao looked at Chen Fan and said softly, "Silly boy shouts out in pain, it's okay!"

Chen Fan gasped and said weakly, "Master, I'm fine, this kind of pain is like calling me out, you underestimate your apprentice too much! ”

Lao Dao knew that Chen Fan was bragging, how painful this pain was, he knew that only a few pieces of fragments that he had just pulled out by himself, three of them were adjacent to the bones, and it was the pain of scraping the bones when he moved.

At this moment, the old man who had experienced the vicissitudes of the world couldn't help sighing, he glanced at Chen Fan, didn't say much, and once again inserted his hand into Chen Fan's back.

The time of a pillar of incense passed, Lao Dao was already sweating profusely, and when he pulled out the last piece of Chen Fan's body, he took a few steps back with some detachment, and then quickly stabilized his body, and sprinkled the already ground medicinal powder in his other hand on Chen Fan's wound.

After doing all this, Lao Dao let out a long sigh of relief, and he looked at Chen Fan, who was lying motionless on the ground, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Before he could speak, Chen Fan, who was lying on the ground, asked weakly, "Is the master finished?"

Lao Dao smiled, patted Chen Fan's wound and said, "Why, I still miss the feeling just now, do you want to do it again!"

Chen Fan felt a chill after hearing this, come again, it's funny! The feeling that life is worse than death just now would have been painfully killed by himself if he hadn't been killed by those Taoist priests for another half a pillar of incense!

Looking at Chen Fan, who was shaking his head desperately, Lao Dao didn't say much, bent down and put his hands under Chen Fan's armpits to help him up.

Maybe he was lying down for too long, or his injury had not healed, and after standing up, he didn't stand firm and fell back a few steps, Lao Dao saw this and hurriedly helped Chen Fan on the stone bed and let him lie down.

Looking at Chen Fan, who was lying on the bed sweating profusely, Lao Dao patted Chen Fan's head and said, "Little guy, you can always surprise me!" Chen Fan smiled and did not speak.

Then the pair of masters and apprentices began to chat without a word, and after chatting for an hour, Lao Dao turned his head to look at the sun outside the cave, and then turned his head to Chen Fan and said, "You and I should have talked all night when we met, but the master has something important to do now, so ......"

Chen Fan smiled and looked at Lao Dao, "Master, why are you such a mother-in-law, if there is anything to do, you just finished treating your apprentice, you know what my condition is, why are you still worried that I will be heartbroken when you leave my apprentice!"

Hearing Chen Fan's quip, Lao Dao patted Chen Fan's head and then scolded the bastard with a smile.

Chen Fan, who was lying on the bed, looked at the old Tao in front of him and hesitated, and then said, "Although the master shouldn't ask, I still want to know, apprentice, what are you going to do this time?"

Lao Dao was stunned for a moment, then bent down and touched Chen Fan's head, and said softly, "I'm going to find a lost history!"

Hearing what Lao Dao said, Chen Fan immediately remembered the few ancient books that Lao Dao had put in the cave before that he didn't even know a word.

As if he knew what Chen Fan was thinking, Lao Dao patted Chen Fan's head and said, "Yes, as you think, old man, I went this time to verify whether what is recorded in that book is true!"

"Master, what is recorded in that book?"

Lao Dao looked at the scorching sun outside and muttered, "That is the history of a country, a history that has not been recorded in the history books......"

"Does that country really exist?"

Lao Dao chuckled, "I don't know, that's why I have to verify it!"

Chen Fan knew that he couldn't stop the old way, so he had to sigh lightly, raised his hand and blessed, "I hope the master can succeed this time!

Lao Dao didn't have much, picked up the wooden box on the side and turned around and left, looking at the old Dao who walked away, Chen Fan muttered: "Lao Shuai, I hope you can bless the master in heaven, and he can return safely!"

And the old way, who had already walked away, suddenly stopped, took out the wooden box from his arms, his eyes were full of killing intent, and said coldly, "If I can come back this time, Wudang, Dragon and Tiger, you two should also be passive, you have been comfortable for too long, and you have forgotten your duty!"