The Xuanmen and the Cultivation Family are not just about the difference in strength, but two completely different worlds, and there is an insurmountable gap between them...

Objectively speaking, no matter how powerful the cultivation family is, they dare not touch a wall of Xuanmen. This is not only a matter of strength, but also a matter of pattern.

"I have decided, I want to save Zhuo Bufan!" Su Xuehua said loudly.

"Are you not sick?" The crowd was very lively and excited about Fairy Yun's style. Meng Xinlan was shouting for her idol and heard Su Xuehua's words.

"I'm not sick! I mean it's true!" Su Xuehua stood up, like a martyr heading towards the execution platform.

"It's over, it's over, you won't give up just like that man, you're really done." Meng Xinlan said with a look of no help from you.

"Let's go back! Maybe Bufan has woken up." Su Xuehua turned to look at Meng Xinlan and begged, looking expectant.

Looking at Yun Menghan, who stood out in the crowd, Meng Xinlan looked reluctant, but in the end she was still in the deep sisterhood. She sighed and said, "Okay, I didn't expect that Boy Zhuo would have this disease. For the elixir he gave me and the Dongguang ring, I also have a responsibility. Let's send him back first and then treat him slowly."

Meng Xinlan is very angry, damn! Boy Zhuo tells you to like men! ***, I don’t ask my grandpa to repair you well! He still cares about you so much!

In Meng Xinlan's eyes, as long as his grandfather is willing to take action, this kind of minor illness is not worth mentioning.

"Okay, then let's go now!" Su Xuehua hurriedly dragged Meng Xinlan out of the crowd and rushed outside.

But when the two of them came to the quiet room, they found that they had already left the house empty.

"Zhuo Bufan! I want you to look good!" Meng Xinlan roared like a lion. She finally decided to give up her idol to help treat Zhuo Bufan, but she didn't expect that she would see this result.

As soon as he walked into the classroom, Zhuo Bufan suddenly shook his body, as if a cold air came out from behind. Is there anyone behind him?

When I look back, my back is empty.

He was really suspicious. Zhuo Bufan laughed at himself, thinking that it was Meng Xinlan who was preparing to cheat behind him, as long as it wasn't her.

Zhuo Bufan, who was targeted, breathed a sigh of relief, not knowing that his premonition had happened.

The reason why he was so anxious to come to the school, even Meng Xinlan and Su Xuehua could not wait because Zhuo Bufan received a call while resting in the quiet room. On the phone, Professor Yan Zhenqing shouted that he wanted him to appear immediately, otherwise he would use the killer move that was lawless and could not escape even if he went to heaven and earth!

As soon as he heard this killer move, Zhuo Bufan could only come over with a mother, and he didn't care about Meng Xinlan and others.

Meet the parents! What a terrible thing.

Is Old Man Yan nervous? Or did he take the wrong medicine? Or did he not take the medicine?!

In short, no matter what the reason, Zhuo Bufan didn't want to know. He only knew that he had to appear in Old Man Yan's sight immediately, otherwise the consequences would be serious.

When he walked into the classroom, Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but chuckled. Old Man Yan must have a headache for him. Students like him basically don't come to class. Even if they come, they are probably sleeping. It is really rare to be able to endure Old Man Yan's surname until now.

"You are here!" As soon as he saw Zhuo Bufan, the class monitor in the classroom immediately stood up quickly. When Zhuo Bufan had not had time to speak, he had already dragged him out.

The class monitor is the top scorer in the college entrance examination and is decisive in his work.

"Hey! I still have to go to class! It's Old Man Yan, no, Teacher Yan asked me to come to class!" Zhuo Bufan could only smile bitterly, is this guy also important to him? By the way, when will I be so popular?

"I know, Professor Yan wants me to take you to his office as soon as I see you." The squad leader said with a serious look on his face, as if Zhuo Bufan had made some major mistake.

"What's the matter? It's not that serious!" Zhuo Bufan was startled and immediately searched for something in his mind, was it because he missed too many classes or failed the exam.

It seems that there are both, and it is certain that there are more absent classes. If you come to school for a few days, you will naturally miss classes. Of course, you will not be able to take the exam. It is not that you fail to get the exam, but that you didn’t take the exam at all!

"It's not that I want to be fired!" Zhuo Bufan's face was so scared that he was really going to see his parents. He couldn't afford to lose his face.

Zhuo’s father and mother had high expectations for him, and the Zhuo family could not afford to lose face. Could it be that if they said that the Zhuo family was useless?

Isn’t this a slap in the face?

"Professor Yan? Are you asking me for trouble?" Zhuo Bufan was a little nervous when he stepped into Old Man Yan's office. This was the first time he had walked into Old Man Yan's office.

"Come on, stinky brat, no, Zhuo Bufan, sit here." Unexpectedly, Old Man Yan enthusiastically held his hand, gave up his seat, and took the initiative to make another cup of tea for Zhuo Bufan.

The faces of other professors in the office were so white, and their eyes were even more wonderful. They were as unpredictable as the clouds in the sky, and almost all the protruding lanterns could be hung.

They have never seen Old Man Yan be so polite to anyone, even the dean does not have such treatment. No, it is normal for the dean to serve him like this.

"Oh! OK." Zhuo Bufan's heart finally settled down. Although he didn't know what had happened, he also knew that if it was a bad thing, Old Man Yan would not be able to treat him like this.

Naturally, Zhuo Bufan sat on the chair and took the teacup, which made the professor next to him even more uneasy. What is this kid's origin?

The son of the President? Unlike, he is not at the right age, and Old Man Yan would not be so humble to the President's son. That is not his surname.

"Well, I have an old friend who was on a job [***]. He called me two days ago and said he wanted to study the relationship between neurology and acupuncture with me." After watching Zhuo Bufan take a sip of tea calmly, Old Man Yan began to consider his own sentences.

"[***]?" Zhuo Bufan had no expression on his face, as if it was the first time he heard about it.

"Do you still remember Zhao Yu?" Old Man Yan saw Zhuo Bufan's look of being unable to insert the needle and oil, and couldn't help but open the skylight and say lit up.

**, I have even visited him for treatment!

"Oh! Zhao Yu! Meet." Zhuo Bufan finally knew what was going on. It seemed that the operation attracted the interest of these old guys. As top medical experts in China, they all wanted to know the truth.

Each of them is a kind-hearted person in Gudao, and he hopes to see a new development in medicine.

"Have you practiced acupuncture before? You are still very proficient?" Old Man Yan expressed his doubts.

"I have practiced it, it's average." Zhuo Bufan replied, Damn! I didn't practice a thousand-layer paper under your pressure at the beginning, but later I was tormented by Mr. Xu, saying something about silver needles, gold needles, wooden needles, and bone needles. I even tried them one by one. How could I not master it?

Damn it! I had been practicing for a whole month at the beginning! When I thought of the hardships at the beginning, Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but complain. As a cultivator, I was naturally very proficient in practicing for these months.

"No wonder, when you taught you acupuncture, you gave me your transcript in three days. As expected, it was not as expected. Who did you practice with? You can reach this point at a young age." Old Man Yan said in surprise.

"When I was a child, I was a student with a You Fangdang." Zhuo Bufan could only lie.

"Doctor You Fang?" Old Man Yan obviously didn't believe it, but this seemed to be the only reasonable explanation.

"Well, my old friend and I studied your acupuncture some time ago, and found some doubts. We have been trying to ask you for questions." Old Man Yan continued, "When you give out the needle and receive the needle, it seems very different. Moreover, the part of the acupuncture is also very secretive, not the ordinary acupuncture point in our traditional Chinese medicine. Also, are you using bone acupuncture?"

The more old man Yan asked, the more he asked, the more he felt that his mystery was more.

"I do use bone needles. As for the part of the lower needle, it belongs to the hidden acupoint. What the doctor You Fang said is the nerve endings in martial arts, which can play a very special role." Zhuo Bufan said.

"In martial arts? Are you talking about the acupoints of martial arts?" Old Man Yan asked, nodding, and he understood a little. Ancient Chinese medicine extended from martial arts, and it was inseparable from martial arts.

"Bone needle! Are you using bone needles!?" Another professor on the other side also screamed in surprise. Bone needles are the highest level of traditional Chinese medicine and the most difficult one. In the history of traditional Chinese medicine, it can be said to have disappeared. I didn't expect that there would be another person in front of me.

And it's still so young!

"Cut! Is the bone needle very amazing?" Mr. Xu couldn't stand it. What is a small bone needle? Compared with alchemy, hair is not as good as hair.

"Yes, judging from Zhao Yu's wound, it is indeed a bone needle." Old man Yan said. He had seen the wound himself. Based on his decades of experience, he would never be wrong.

He would do a little bit of bone needles, but compared with Zhuo Bufan, it would be a tiny witch.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that Zhuo Bufan really learned the acupuncture from him, and he was considered to be beyond his predecessor. Otherwise, he would have died of happiness until he was proud and died of death again.

"Do you have no knowledge to learn in school?" After pausing, Old Man Yan smiled and said, "This guy often doesn't come to class and is dozing off as soon as he goes to class. No wonder this is the case. He thought he was lazy and cheating and going through the back door. So that's it, it was a misunderstanding before!

Yes, how could the second monster's younger brother be an ordinary person? Old Man Yan thought to himself.

"That's right." Zhuo Bufan told the truth that the things in the school were really impossible to compare with Mr. Xu. If it weren't for the identity of a student, he wouldn't have to go to school.
Chapter completed!