"How dare you scold me?"

Fan Tong looked at Ling Jianchen with a beard and stared at him. The aura of a powerful man in the Martial King Realm exploded in an instant, covering the entire hall.

A strong wind swept out from him, and the surrounding tables and chairs were overturned.

His name is Fan Tong, and he was nicknamed "Liu Bu" when he was young.

It was not until he became an alchemist that this nickname was gradually forgotten, but it was a shame that he would never forget in his life. Now that he was mentioned by Ling Jianchen, how could he not be angry?

Ling Jianchen's robe was moving, and his black hair was dancing, but his face was as calm as usual, and he said lightly: "Do you think I can still praise you in this situation?"

"Boy, you..."

Fan Tong's eyes widened, his eyebrows were cold and vertical, and his face showed a grim look.

Ling Jianchen did not give him a chance to speak. His fingers condensed true qi, which was needled, and fell on the Tianling acupoint and Baihui acupoint on Fan Tong's body one after another.

Fan Tong was furious: "Boy, do you understand medicine? These are the fatal points. Even if you do this, you will be killed by a living person. It's just a mess!"

"Shut up!"

Ling Jianchen turned around and shouted angrily.

A look of arrogance emanated from his body, his eyes were as cold as a knife, and the sudden terrifying aura made Fan Tong, who was arrogant and arrogant, stunned for a moment.

Kong Yuxin, who was standing beside him, said in a deep voice: "Old Fan, be quiet and see how Master Ling treats him."

"You are instigating him to kill!" Fan Tong was furious and said with an angry look on his face.

Kong Yuxin rolled his eyes: "Even if he doesn't do it, Meng Yi will be dead. Quan is just a dead horse to be a living horse!"

Wen Zhong coughed lightly: "Let him try!"

Fan Tong was indignant, but could not disobey the two of them, so he could only say in a depressing manner: "Okay, since you all let him try, let him try. However, since he has taken action, if Meng Yi dies, it has nothing to do with me. At that time, the first Supreme Elder will be punished and hand over Ling Jianchen!"

Wen Zhong and Kong Yuxin frowned, but didn't say much.

Let’s look at Meng Yi.

When Ling Jianchen's true energy surged into the seven dead holes, Meng Yi's fiery red color increased instead of decreasing, and the blue veins swelled wildly. His body was trembling constantly, and his face showed an extremely painful look.

Fan Tong said sarcastically: "Seeing that, I said he was simply taking human life, and you insisted on him to try it. The profound medical science is so advanced that there is not enough time to polish and study, how can you achieve something? If you just handed it to me, Meng Yi would still have a certain possibility of saving his life, but you would give him to this kid, which would be to let him die. Look at him, he, he..."

Fan Tong's words came to an abrupt end.

He widened his eyes and looked at Meng Yi lying on the ground in disbelief.

The blood-red color of Meng Yi's body had reached its peak, and drops of dark red blood oozed out from the countless pores of his body. Blood beads were connected one after another, like a blood man.

As the dark red blood was discharged, the pain on Meng Yi's face also faded rapidly.

The purple lips gradually returned to their normal color.

"Boy, it's a good deal for you!" Ling Jianchen looked at Meng Yi in front of him, raised his mouth, and scattered a wisp of power of silence, integrating into Meng Yi's body.

The power of nirvana merged with his blood.

Walking along the body.

All the toxins hidden in his body disappeared under the power of nirvana. This can be clearly seen from the fact that the red palm prints on his chest slowly fade until they disappear.

After the power of nirvana destroyed all the toxins, some energy remained, but it was integrated into Meng Yi's blood.

This is what Ling Jianchen mentioned!

With the power of nirvana integrated into the bloodline, Meng Yi's talent can be improved to a higher level.

call!

Ling Jianchen breathed a long sigh, wiped the sweat beads from his forehead, and looked at Wen Zhong and Kong Yuxin: "Fortunately, his injuries have stabilized. Next, he only needs some pills for recuperation to recover his anger!"

Wen Zhong and Kong Yuxin showed joy on their faces.

Even though Wen Zhong was as cunning as he looked at Ling Jianchen at this moment, he had a hint of solemnity. Meng Yi's life was hanging on the line, and even Fan Tong was helpless, but Ling Jianchen took action to bring him back to life.

It's a miracle!

The change in their expressions naturally could not escape Fan Tong's gaze. He clenched his fists hard and said unwillingly: "Do you just recover if you say you want to recover? It's all up to you to open your mouth..."

He has been in the medical field for many years, but how could he not see that Meng Yi's injuries were indeed stable?

only……

The injury that even he could not treat was cured by a junior like Ling Jianchen. Thinking of what he had squeezed Ling Jianchen before, Fan Tong felt that he had slapped his face several times, and there was a burst of pain.

Ling Jianchen glanced at him and said lightly: "If Vice President Fan doesn't believe it, you can investigate it."

"Hmph, I naturally want to check it."

Fan Tong snorted coldly and took action to check.

The more he checked, his face became more shocking and incredible: "It's really all right? Moreover, there is a strange power in his body, which is even more terrifying than before. It makes his body recover rapidly. How is this possible?"

Wen Zhong asked anxiously: "Lao Fan, what's the situation?"

Kong Yuxin also looked worried.

Fan Tong's expression changed one after another. He coughed lightly, his face was not blushing and his heart was not beating, "The injury has not fully recovered, but it has improved compared to before. As long as I take action to recuperate for him personally, he can recover!"

Ling Jianchen looked at him with contempt, too lazy to defend himself.

Fan Tong snorted coldly, and his resentment was even more serious: "This damn little bastard is so embarrassing..."

Wen Zhong breathed a long sigh of relief, with a kind smile on his face, and looked at Ling Jianchen: "My friend Ling, I am thanking you so much this time. Let's do this, you can buy any elixirs and medicinal materials that are no more than one billion gold coins, just treat it as my Alchemist Guild's thank you!"

Ling Jianchen glanced at him and said lightly: "There is no need to thank you, but I heard from Vice President Kong that you have a fifth-grade alchemy cauldron, can you give it to me?"

"Fifth-grade alchemy tripod?"

Wen Zhong was stunned, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Fan Tong looked contemptuous: "The fifth-grade alchemy tripod is the reward of our alchemy conference. How can I give it to you?"

Ling Jianchen raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "Vice President Kong told me that you are going to improve a broken ancient elixir recipe this time, right? Give me the broken elixir recipe and I will perfect it for you!"

"Perfect the pill recipe? You?"

Before Wen Zhong and the others made a statement, Fan Tong had already jumped up, looked at Ling Jianchen with disdain, shook his head and sighed, "Young people are really overestimating their abilities nowadays, but it's fine if they are lucky enough to cure Meng Yi. You are trying to perfect the ancient pill recipe? You just don't know what's wrong!"

Ling Jianchen's face was slightly cold.

From beginning to end, Fan Tong has been targeting himself, which made him very upset.

With a cold look at Fan Tong, Ling Jianchen said lightly: "If I can perfect the pill recipe, what do you say?"

"Hmph, if you can improve the pill recipe, I will worship you as your teacher!" Fan Tong said confidently with contempt.

Ling Jianchen shook his head: "Abide me as his teacher? You are not qualified to be my disciple. This is how. If I can improve the pill recipe, you will think of my master. From now on, no matter what occasion I see me, I will respectfully call you Master. How about?"

"Recognize you as yours? Good boy, you are quite brave."

"You don't dare?"

"What's not to dare?"

Fan Tong snorted coldly and said proudly, "Go a bet. If you can improve the pill recipe, I will regard you as the main one. But if you can't, I want you to kneel down and kowtow to apologize, and kneel at the door of the Alchemist Guild for ten days and ten nights to repent."

"One word is certain!"
Chapter completed!