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Xiao Fan has been using his divine power to observe the big lake in the middle of the city. He found that it was not much different from ordinary lakes, but the spiritual energy was much more abundant. Straws of mist emerged from the lake from time to time and merged into the air.
In the middle, the entire lake was covered, forming a natural barrier.
The green boat cuts through the waves and moves forward at a very fast speed.
About two quarters of an hour, the green boat docked next to a green island.
The island is not large, with swaying trees and beautiful scenery.
Xiao Fan noticed the killing aura and strong formation fluctuations on the island from a long distance. There is no doubt that someone set up a very strong protective array on the island, and at the same time, he also set up a very strong array of protective magic on the island.
Strong defense force. Qi Wu once told Xiao Fan that he was very cautious every trade fair, and it seemed that what he said was true.
Although the island was equipped with extremely strong defensive forces, Xiao Fan and the other two arrived at a small teleportation array in the center of the island without any obstacles, and no one interrogated them.
Seeing this small teleportation array, Xiao Fan was slightly moved.
Qi Wu then explained: "The trade fair is held in a very secret place, and it can only be reached through the teleportation array. People without a token cannot go even if they have a high level of cultivation."
Xiao Fan nodded slightly.
It seems that the heads of the seven major sects are quite cautious, and they are still so careful in this central hinterland. Are you still afraid that someone will not make trouble?
As if he knew Xiao Fan’s doubts, Qi Wu said softly: “There is no late-stage Nascent Soul monk in Jinzhou City. Being careful is not a bad thing.”
Xiao Fan was slightly stunned.
He didn't think there was much difference between late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators and other Nascent Soul cultivators. Perhaps it was because he had seen at least three late-stage Nascent Soul masters, or it might be because he had not yet truly entered the realm of Nascent Soul stage.
, so I don't have any intuitive understanding of this.
But as Qi Wu said, the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators are still very different from ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators. It seems that even if the seven major sects join forces, they will also be under pressure to face the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.
The three of them stepped into the small teleportation array, and a white light flashed by and appeared in another space.
But it was extremely lively.
A big hall is exquisitely decorated and the palace lanterns are lingering. It is magnificent and extremely luxurious. Many handsome men and beautiful women hold wooden plates with hand holding wooden plates. On the wooden plates are all kinds of fine wine, spiritual tea and fresh fruits, as well as all kinds of exquisite and exquisite
The pastries are fragrant and come and go through the crowd.
Most of these young waiters have the cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and only a very small number are the disciples of the Qi Training Stage.
Xiao Fan casually swept his divine thoughts and sensed at least ten Nascent Soul cultivators in the lobby. As for the middle and late stages of the Golden Pill, there were countless monks, and there were at least thirty or forty. Everyone had three or five
Groups and chat together.
According to Xiao Fan's understanding, there are almost 60 or 70 masters of the Nascent Soul-level masters from the major sects of Jinzhou City, which is an unimaginable number west of the Lizhang Mountains.
The strength of a city is several times that of the entire Yuexi Kingdom’s cultivation sect.
Judging from the cautious attitude of the organizer of the fair, most Nascent Soul monks should come to participate in this fair. In addition to the masters who came from other places, the Nascent Soul monks who gathered in this fair may not be able to do it well.
There will be more than one hundred.
No wonder the middle-aged Han Dynasty had no sense of tension when facing Qi Wu.
It's really "usual".
Even though Xiao Fan was always calm, he was secretly shocked when he thought about this.
Although the Yatianmen in Jinzhou City is not considered a major sect, it is also a "sitting tiger". As soon as Qi Wu showed up, many people immediately greeted him. Qi Wu smiled and replied with a little bow.
Mixed with the people in the hall, holding a glass of wine and joining a circle of conversation.
Xiao Fan abides by the rules and follows Qi Wu. He also serves a glass of fine wine, listens with a smile, and doesn't say much.
"Haha, isn't this Brother Qi?"
While chatting, a sound that seemed to rub metal suddenly sounded.
Several people immediately looked in the sound and saw an old man in yellow with a short figure strode over, followed by three followers, one of whom was Jiang Shangyue. The eyes of Xiao Fan were full of resentment.
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When the old man in yellow appeared, several Nascent Soul monks chatting immediately greeted him, each with a smile on his face, very polite, as if the old man in yellow had a big background.
Just considering the fluctuations in the body's spiritual power, the old man in yellow is also a cultivator in the early stage of Nascent Soul. Although he has reached the level of the early stage of Nascent Soul, he has not really broken through the bottleneck after all, and is comparable to Qi Wu and others. But from this old man
Judging from his proud expression, he seemed to feel that his identity was higher than that of Qi Wu and others.
"So it's Brother Shan!"
Qi Wu smiled and clasped his fists, bowed to the old man in yellow as a tribute, but his sharp eyes swept across Jiang Shangyue's face.
"Oh, this is the granddaughter?"
After a few greetings, the old man in yellow stopped at Qi Qiao and asked with a smile.
"It's my little granddaughter. Qiaoqiao, say hello to Senior Shan! Senior Shan, I told you, Senior Shan of Lingyun Sect, is the famous Dan Dan in our Jinzhou City!"
Xiao Fan's expression moved.
Lingyun Sect is one of the seven major sects, and its ranking is comparable to that of the Baixiong Gang. Within the sect, there are four masters in the Nascent Soul Stage. This old man in yellow, Shan Yi, turned out to be an elder of Lingyun Sect. No wonder he looked proud.
Compared with the sect leader of a medium-sized sect like Qi Wu, the elder of Lingyun Sect has a higher status.
The Lingyun Sect is different from the Baixiong Gang. It is a very pure sect inheritance. The entire Lingyun Sect is inherited from the same lineage and practices the same technique. Compared with the Jianghu gangs, such sect inheritance seems to be slightly single in its practice.
The sect is more united and cohesive. It is easier to carry forward the inheritance of this sect.
For a period of time, if a sect does not have outstanding geniuses, they can still hold on to each other. If a gang lacks a strong leader, it will fall apart in no time.
Therefore, in the world of cultivation, there are many sects that have been passed down for thousands of years, but it is extremely rare for gangs in the world that have been passed down for thousands of years.
Qi Qiao hurriedly bowed to Shan Yi as a ritual.
"Haha, okay..."
Shan Yi's thoughts were obviously not on Qi Qiao's body. He just said a few perfunctory words and then turned his eyes to Xiao Fan's face, looking up and down, his eyes as sharp as cold electricity.
"Brother Qi, I heard that his granddaughter's old illness was cured by a young doctor. Could it be the young man in front of him?"
Qi Wu felt a stern, but his face was silent. He nodded and said, "Brother Shan has good eyesight. It is this fellow Taoist Xiao who cured the ills of his granddaughter."
Xiao Fan clasped his fists and arched his fists, and said loudly: "I have met Senior Shan in Xia Xiao and his party!"
"Hehe, I dare not take it. I heard that fellow Daoist Xiao does not use medicine stones to treat his illness, but uses the power of the formation. This is really new. I have been in the medical field for a hundred or two years. This treatment method is indeed the first.
I heard it again. Is it true that heroes have been young since ancient times, or are we old guys not used?”
Shan Yi squinted at Xiao Fan and said indifferently, but everyone could hear the disapproval of the words.
Jiang Shangyue, who was following Shan Yi, had a look of pride on her face.
Xiao Fan calmly said calmly: "Senior Shan misunderstood that he naturally needs medicine to treat Miss Qiaoqiao's illness. The power of the formation is only one aspect. Miss Qiaoqiao's situation can be regarded as an exception and is not common.
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“Of course not common!”
As soon as Xiao Fan finished speaking, Shan Yi said coldly.
"The way of medicine should still follow certain rules. It is always a righteous method to cure diseases and save people with the power of medicine and stone. It is better to use those things that are indifferent to the left and right. Occasionally, it is not necessary to have such good luck every time.
Young people, if they want to achieve something in medicine, they should be down-to-earth. They always think about taking shortcuts, but it is not the right way after all."
Qi Wu's face changed slightly.
Shan Yi's words sounded like teaching Xiao Fan a lesson, but in fact they were slapping him in the face.
Although Lingyun Sect is powerful, the Yatian Gate is not a soft persimmon that is easy to squeeze.
Xiao Fan didn't care at all, and bowed his fists again, and said lightly: "The senior taught me that the way of medicine is at stake in human life. It is true that there is no falsehood or luck. The senior is a big expert, and I hope he can give me more advice.
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"I dare not be a teacher... I, a registered disciple, have not been good at learning skills, and have made a fool of myself in front of fellow Taoist Xiao?"
Shan Yi sneered and looked at Jiang Shangyue beside him.
In conjunction with Jiang Shangyue, he was his registered disciple, and this person openly broke into Xiao Fan, and turned out to be the leader of his registered disciple.
Xiao Fan's face remained silent and said softly: "Fellow Daoist Jiang is good at medical skills, but sometimes he is too confident."
"Yes, he is not good at learning skills, is not clear about people, and it is natural to show his eyes. Fellow Daoist Xiao is young and has such skills. He will definitely have a bright future in the future. Maybe many years later, there will be another one in Jinzhou City.
A famous doctor...of course, the premise is that Fellow Daoist Xiao can be safe and safe, without illness or disaster..."
Shanyi's voice became even colder.
Xiao Fan frowned slightly.
This man's eyes were gloomy and his eyebrows were flying slanted. He knew he was a sarcastic person at first glance, but he didn't expect that he would not even give Qi Wu's face so much.
Qi Wu's face changed again. Just as he was about to speak, Qi Qiao, who was beside him, said crisply: "Senior Shan, Mr. Xiao has cured my illness. Are you unhappy?"
Shan Yi was caught off guard and didn't know how to answer for a while. Faced with such a delicate and thin girl who had just recovered from a serious illness, he naturally could not speak harshly, nor could he be sarcastic. Otherwise, Qi Wu would probably leave immediately.
"What do children know in every family? Don't talk nonsense!"
Seeing that Shan Yi was squeezed into the corner by the little girl, Qi Wu secretly "applauded" in his heart, but he had to come forward to smooth things over immediately and taught Qi Qiao a lesson with a stern face.
If this old guy really makes him angry, it will be no fun. (To be continued)