A romantic encounter with a miraculous doctor

[Dear friends, the event in the comment area must be replied in the event post to be effective. I hope everyone can actively participate.Although there are not many rewards, it is just for personal gain. If it is too deserted, it will make me feel so embarrassing.In addition, the recent plot is in a transitional period, and it is indeed relatively flat, and a big battle will soon be ushered in. 】

Wan Chong looked Ye Wutian up and down, looked at his face, and asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm just a small person in the Wutian League, but it's more than enough to deal with the ants of your Wanjia." Ye Wutian laughed.

Judging from the reactions of the people around, they all seemed to question Ye Wutian's strength. Although they couldn't see Ye Wutian's cultivation level clearly, just looking at his youthful appearance, he didn't look like Wan Chong's opponent. .

"Since you are looking for death, I have no objection." Wan Chong said with a sinister smile on his face, and then he clasped his fists and said to the disciples of other sects beside him: "Everyone in the martial arts circle, everyone should have seen it, it is this kid I am beyond my control, so no matter what happens to me, I can't blame my Wan family for bullying the small."

"Amitabha, sin, sin, the two benefactors have something to say, why bother to go to war." Monk Jing Kong stepped forward to persuade him, of course, what he was worried about was not Ye Wutian, but Wan Chong, he could naturally guess Ye Wutian identity of.

"Monk, don't meddle in your own business, this time they are looking for death themselves." Wan Xing shouted proudly.

Jing Kong shook his head and let out a long sigh, said "Amitabha", and stepped back knowingly.

"Boy, I'll give you one more chance. If you don't want to die, get out of here." Wan Chong was full of confidence.

"Young man, it's better not to be brave. It's not worth it if you lose your life because of a moment of enthusiasm." An old man from Wudang next to him kindly persuaded him. This old man naturally knew the grievances between the Wan family and the Yang family, so he also Knowing that once Daihui makes a move, Wan Chong will definitely not show mercy.

"That's right, why don't you elders try to persuade you?" An old nun in Emei complained to the Yang family behind Ye Wutian.

Yang Zhenghe and the others all had wry smiles on their faces.

Facing everyone's persuasion, Ye Wutian shrugged his shoulders, and said with a playful smile: "Don't worry, all martial arts seniors, I will be merciful."

Everyone was ashamed.

And Wan Chong became angry from embarrassment, "Boy, pay the price for your arrogant words!"

I don't know if it's because he has full confidence in his own strength, or because he is too angry, Wan Chong didn't even open his true energy defense, so he rushed directly to Ye Wutian.

"To deal with you, young master, I can use one finger." Ye Wutian said while raising his right index finger lightly.

"Hmph! Suffer to death! Myriad ravines and rocks!" Wan Chong roared angrily and waved his palm to pat Ye Wutian.

The true energy in his palms was churning, and the violent energy aroused countless palm shadows, the momentum was like a rainbow, making people dizzy.

But in Ye Wutian's eyes, this level of attack is not worth mentioning at all, he stretched out his index finger very casually, and met Wan Chong's palm.

This scene was shocking to everyone present. Wan Chong's move is absolutely powerful just by looking at its momentum, and even if the other party has the same mid-level cultivation, it is impossible to use this move with just one finger. block.

"Could this kid be a fool?" At this moment, this thought came to everyone's mind.

However, their thought only lasted for a moment and then disappeared.

Under the eyes of everyone, Wan Chong's palm hit Ye Wutian's index finger majesticly.

There was a crisp sound of "噗", and all the shadows around Wan Chong's palm collapsed under the crisp sound.At the same time, the clothes on his right arm seemed to be torn into pieces in an instant as if blown by countless wind blades, exposing the arm with swollen veins.

The next second, he let out a muffled snort, stepped back quickly, and was finally picked up by two Wan family members.

The entire lobby became extremely silent at this moment, a pair of eyes full of astonishment stared at Ye Wutian's index finger raised in the air without blinking, this is really ridiculous.

Wan Chong stared at Ye Wutian with staring eyes, his face was in disbelief, his drooping right hand kept shaking, he knew better than anyone else the power contained in the other's finger.

At this moment of silence, Yang Zhengjiang came out from the inner hall alone.

Seeing the silent scene in front of him, and looking at Ye Wutian and the injured Wan Chong opposite, Yang Zhengjiang guessed more or less.

He strode up to Ye Wutian and asked, "What happened?"

Ye Wutian clapped his hands and said: "It's nothing serious, just dealt with a fly." Then he asked: "Have you signed up?"

Yang Zhengjiang nodded, and said, "The report is over. Abbot Kongji has something to stay, so let's go first." He glanced at Wan's pedestrians before he took the lead and walked out the door.

"You all wash your necks and wait." Master Hu didn't forget to yell at the Wan family and his party before leaving, which made the Wan family very angry.

It wasn't until Ye Wutian and others walked away that the temple gradually returned to life, but the shocked expressions on people's faces did not leave for a long time.

Because the martial arts conference will not start until tomorrow, the rest of the day will be free. Everyone made an appointment to gather on Tianjie before sunset, and then dispersed in a crowd, looking for their own fun.

After separating from the crowd, Ye Wutian ran down the mountain path to the foot of the mountain. He planned to go to the cave at the bottom of the mountain to worship Daoist Hongjun.In any case, the three spiritual thoughts left by Daoxian Hongjun once gave him great help.

This is the third time Ye Wutian came to this cave, and like last time, the aura in the cave is not as strong as the first time, which made Ye Wutian feel relieved a lot.

Along the twisted and lengthy passage, I came to the secret room of the cave again. The inside was still empty. It seems that the owner of the cave has never returned in these years.

Staying at the entrance of the cave for a while, Ye Wutian stepped on the steps and walked into the cave. When he came to the dark red blood pool that had dried up, the figure of the old man with silver needles all over his body appeared in his mind again.

From the conversation with Ye Wuji last time, we can know that this old man should be Ye Wuji's master, Ye Wuhun, but what Ye Wutian doesn't understand is why Ye Wuhun is sitting in the pool of blood with silver needles all over his body. middle.

Could it be that an ancestor of the Xuanyuan Medical School was performing the technique of refining the body with blood?If this is the case, then the owner of this cave is likely to be an ancestor of the Xuanyuan Medical School.

Recalling the conversation between Lei Hun and Daoxian Hongjun, Ye Wutian suddenly felt that the whole thing was extremely strange.

After pondering for a while, Ye Wutian asked Lei Hun: "Little ghost, what did you mean by your conversation with Daoxian Hongjun last time?"

"What talk? The deity has forgotten." Lei Hun replied lazily.

"Didn't you say last time that the owner of this cave has already cultivated into a Nascent Soul." Ye Wutian reminded.

"Since that old man has said that, he must be right." Lei Hun said.

"However, how did he become a Nascent Soul because the spiritual energy in the outside world is thin? It seems that your last conversation stopped at this point." Ye Wutian asked.

Hearing Ye Wutian mention this question, Lei Hun seemed to be a little bit more energetic, and he said in a positive tone: "Since he only has a Yuanying but has not cultivated a Yuanshen body, then he is obviously not a person from the spirit world, and you It is absolutely impossible for people in this world to cultivate Nascent Soul with normal methods, so there is only one possibility.”

"What's possible?" Ye Wutian asked.

"Duoying." Lei Hun replied simply.

"Seize the baby? You mean, he snatched the Nascent Soul from someone else?" Ye Wutian asked in surprise.

"That's right, this is also the only explanation why he has a Nascent Soul but no Divine Body." Lei Hun said.

"Is this possible?" Ye Wutian expressed strong doubts.

"If it is placed in the spirit world, this is not a rare thing." Lei Hun said flatly.

"It's just strange in this world. How can a monk in this world be able to defeat the strong Nascent Soul from the spirit world? Let alone take away the other party's Nascent Soul." Ye Wutian wondered.

"It's nothing unusual. If the Nascent Soul cultivator is injured, or in other special circumstances, there is a possibility that the baby will be taken away." Lei Hun still looked familiar.

Ye Wutian pondered for a moment, nodded, and said: "From what you said, it seems that there is really such a possibility."

"Think about it for yourself, this deity is going to rest." Lei Hun said with a yawn.

Ye Wutian thought for a long time alone but couldn't come up with any clues, and in the end he didn't waste any more time thinking about it.

Then, he went to Hongjun's grave to worship, and then left the cave.

Sleeping on the mountain road for one night, the monks set off for the martial arts conference early in the morning of the next day.

The patriarchs of the four major sects headed by Du Ku sat in front of the entrance of the venue early in the morning, and everyone respectfully saluted the four when they passed the entrance. These four are all highly respected seniors in the Central Plains martial arts, and naturally they are deeply respected by everyone.

Yang Zhengjiang led the crowd to the entrance of the venue, and when he saw Du Ku, he sincerely expressed his gratitude to him.

Du Ku glanced behind Yang Zhengjiang, and his gaze stayed on Lan Yaoyao and Ye Wutian for a moment.

After thanking Du Ku, Yang Zhengjiang led the crowd into the venue. The first three rows of seats in the venue were specially reserved for the sect forces participating in the leader competition, so they didn't have to compete with other monks for seats.

Not long after sitting down, some other sect forces arrived one after another, and the entire venue was quickly full, even the tops of the hillsides around the venue were crowded with people.Judging from the overwhelming scene in front of us, there are indeed many more monks who came to participate in the martial arts conference this time than the previous one.

When the time was almost up, a fat man walked up to the arena in the middle of the valley with a microphone in hand.

This fat man was still the same fat man from last time, maybe he had learned the lesson from last time, he didn't dare to squat on the stage for too long, said a few words hastily, and hurried off the stage.

Next, of course, is the registration time for the youth contestants.

There is no next chapter, let's look at others first

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