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Hearing this, the white-browed old man's eyes suddenly changed, his hand stroking his beard trembled, and a strand of white beard almost fell off.

"Is there someone who can heal this kind of injury? This..." The white-browed old man's expression changed, he looked at Han Xia and said, "If madam trusts the old man, can he use the old man to see the pulse?"

"There is a Taoist priest who has a physical examination for me, an old lady. I have nothing to say no to."

Han Xia happily spread her wrist on the table.

The white-browed old man stared with bated breath, and stretched out his fingers to lightly rest on Han Xia's pulse.

"Unexpectedly, there is such a method.

The extremely cold air is actually exported by the method of extreme cold, and then the remaining cold poison is stimulated with the extreme yang elixir, and all of it is exported out of the body-the method is treacherous, the control is precise, and it is almost done in one go.

When it comes to medical skills, it's really embarrassing..." The white-browed old man sighed, suddenly thought of something, and said to Han Xia seriously: "Mrs. Han, you mean that the one who helped you heal your injuries was a young man?Are you sure you remember correctly? Han Xia laughed and said, "Of course it can't be wrong."

That's my daughter's classmate, isn't he just a young man?What's wrong? "

"There really is such a genius."

The old Taoist with white eyebrows said with emotion: "Old Taoist, I have studied medical skills in Kunlun Mountain for many years, and I have devoted myself to practicing medical skills in Suyou Valley. I thought I could find a way to cure the cold poison, but I really couldn't.

But I don't think, your daughter is not corroded by the cold poison. "

"Although we only met each other once, the Taoist priest is always concerned about my family Shixue's cold illness. It's really the Taoist priest's trouble."

"I'm also selfish."

The old Taoist with white eyebrows shook his head and said, "I'm ashamed to say that although your family Shixue has cold poison in her body, her own aptitude is the best choice for cultivating the Tao. Once she embarks on the road of cultivating immortals, her achievements will definitely surpass me, and she will even stand in the Kunlun Mountains." The most Xiaofan.

I took a fancy to her aptitude and wanted to take her as an apprentice.

It is also for the Kunlun Mountains to find an excellent fairy root. "

"But I didn't expect that my stubborn illness, which is as difficult as heaven, can be resolved so easily in the hands of others.

If my guess is correct, the cold poison in your daughter's body should also be resolved by this person. "

Han Xia smiled and shook her head: "I don't understand the matter of you cultivators.

By the way, although my husband has something to do today, I have already notified him of your arrival. Today, please be sure to stay with the Taoist priest, and we will have a meal together.

I have all these ready. "

"Thank you Madam for the invitation in advance, but unfortunately I still have something to do."

The white-browed old man waved his hand: "The old man has an important matter to deal with recently. He came here in a hurry today. He wanted to see the girl, but unfortunately she doesn't seem to be here. I really bother you."

The two exchanged pleasantries, but the priest with white eyebrows insisted on leaving, and Han Xia couldn't stop her.

"I don't know what Kunlun looks like now."

Daoist Baimei sighed, and said silently: "Someone dared to kill my Kunlun Mountain people, I heard that he was a loose cultivator.

I'd like to see who has such courage in the current world of cultivating immortals. "

Thinking of this, Daoist Baimei took out a gossip mirror like a compass.

Spiritual energy emerged, and the pointer on the gossip mirror continued to rotate.

"Blood of Kunlun, help me find my way!" The direction of the pointer suddenly stopped in one direction! ...During the day, Zhang Xiaofan found a secluded place, and began to teach the two of them exercises and combat skills.

Not to mention Liu Shixue's aptitude, without the assistance of pills, the entry was actually not slow.

And Mo Qingyu, also under Zhang Xiaofan's guidance, made rapid progress.

After all, it started from the body training state, and her entry speed was even faster than Liu Shixue's.

The day's practice soon ended, and the two daughters, Mo Qingyu and Liu Shixue, also returned to their homes.

But Zhang Xiaofan randomly found a remote and clean hotel outside, and opened a room.

Although he has established a relationship with Liu Shixue, Zhang Xiaofan still doesn't want to be too frivolous in front of the Liu family, so he has no choice but to find a place to live by himself.

But he didn't want to, when Zhang Xiaofan was meditating, an uninvited guest came to his door suddenly.

Looking at Daoist Baimei who suddenly appeared in front of him, Zhang Xiaofan said without any surprise: "Looking at your body, you should be from Kunlun Mountain, right?" Daoist Baimei snorted coldly, and said: "Don't do anything wrong, Don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

Now that you know that I am from Kunlun Mountains, you should know what I am here for. "

Zhang Xiaofan said calmly: "Of course.

You are here to die. "

"Humph."

Seeing Zhang Xiaofan's fearless appearance, the white-browed old man couldn't help frowning: "After killing me from Kunlun Mountains, you are free and easy, don't you feel any regrets for what you have done?!"

"Regret?" Zhang Xiaofan chuckled, with a trace of mockery on the corner of his mouth: "Why, you Kunlun masters are only allowed to be domineering, and others are not allowed to talk about their principles?" The old man with white eyebrows said coldly: "You carry two Kunlun mountain people What's the point of talking about his life?!"

"The truth I'm talking about is that one life is worth one life!"

"In this case, there is nothing to say."

Daoist Baimei was full of spiritual energy, and he raised a small sword, pointing the blade at Zhang Xiaofan: "In that case, I will tell you the truth of life and death!" As soon as the words fell, the old Taoist Baimei shouted sharply: "A ray of chaotic energy , Ten thousand swords belong to one.

go! "The small sword in the middle suddenly changed from one to two, two into four, turned into countless small swords, stabbing towards Zhang Xiaofan!

This is an old thief from the Foundation Establishment Realm!Looking at the sword formula, Zhang Xiaofan didn't dare to be careless in his heart, the Wuchang sword was immediately sacrificed from the dantian, and he said the formula in his mouth, under the surge of spiritual energy, the black and white sword suddenly spun in front of Zhang Xiaofan, turning into a A touch of black and white Pisces.

I saw countless small swords "Ping Pong Ping Pang" transformed by the white-browed old thief hit the black and white Pisces, but they were bounced away one after another, while Zhang Xiaofan's face was flushed, obviously he had used a lot of spiritual energy.

"The Qi training state is perfect..." The white-browed old man felt Zhang Xiaofan's breath, and suddenly made up his mind.

"His skills are good, but his aura is not as good as mine... After I slowly exhaust this son's aura, I will capture him, and ask him!" However, Zhang Xiaofan's aura can be replenished through pills.

Bai Mei didn't expect this.

On the other hand, the white-browed Taoist priest didn't have Zhang Xiaofan's constant replenishment of spirit energy, instead he began to struggle more and more.

Although he also brought a lot of spirit-gathering pills, the effect of taking them again will be greatly reduced after each one has replenished spiritual energy in a short period of time, unlike Zhang Xiaofan's "Hongmeng Medical Immortal Art", which will continue to be used The dross in the elixir is refined by itself.

So, with the passage of time, the situation that Baimei thought he would subdue Zhang Xiaofan with spiritual energy suppression did not appear, on the contrary, Baimei's spiritual energy became less and less.