Hong Xinzi's words were like thunder, causing the venue to burst into exclamations of exclamation.
Among them, the most unexpected one was Yao Peng. He had long guessed that his master had a physical problem, but he didn't expect that he would admit it in public and help Tang Fan.
"You...heard that?"
Tang Fan looked at Wang Tiangu with cold eyes and regained his previous arrogance.
"this……"
Wang Tiangu's mouth was full of bitterness. He looked blankly at Hong Xinzi, who was dressed in black robes. He really couldn't see what kind of illness this man could have.
Of course, he would not suspect Hong Xinzi of telling lies, because the other party did not have the need.
"I originally thought that he was just sharp-tongued, but I didn't expect that he also has amazing medical skills. At such a young age, he will definitely become famous overseas in the future! If I can stay with him, maybe I can also honor my ancestors!"
Yang Xin murmured in his heart, looking at Tang Fan even more intensely, and he actually wanted to follow him.
Hong Xinzi coughed dryly, looked at Tang Fan and asked, "May I ask Mr. Ye, can you tell what disease I have?"
Tang Fan put away his arrogant look, calmed down, cupped his fists and bowed, and said: "On the surface, the senior is suffering from a headache and is in danger of losing his vitality!"
"That's nonsense. Hongxin Zidao is standing here in a friendly manner. Why do you say that he has a headache, and even said that his vitality has disappeared? It's really too much!"
Wang Tiangu seemed to have found a breakthrough and immediately jumped up and shouted.
Tang Fan did not look at him, but looked straight at Hong Xinzi under the black robe.
His purple eyes had already seen that Hong Xinzi's face was twisted at this moment, his eyes were shocked, and even the black vortex in the wound between the eyebrows was spinning faster, and the suppressed soul was about to attack again.
Hong Xinzi clasped his hands in his long sleeves and tried hard to make his voice sound unchanged.
He asked: "How do you know that I am in danger of losing my life?"
Tang Fan said: "I smell the decay of your flesh. If you continue like this, I'm afraid your senior will have difficulty moving and your lifespan will be wasted faster!"
"Master Ye, don't say such nonsense!"
Yao Peng stood at the front desk anxiously. Tang Fan's words were tantamount to cursing Hongxinzi's death.
He understood his master's weird temper and was worried that he would take action against Tang Fan, so he stepped forward to stop him.
Hong Xinzi flicked his sleeves, stood in front of Yao Peng, and continued to ask Tang Fan: "Can you cure this disease?"
Tang Fan said: "Then it depends on whether senior dares to let me heal him or not!"
"oh?"
Tang Fan turned his head and stopped looking at Hong Xinzi, his eyes drifted into the distance, and murmured: "I think senior, you don't want me to tell you the cause of your illness here, do you?"
"Do you... know the cause of my illness?"
Hong Xinzi took a breath of air, and Tang Fan's series of words forced him to pay attention.
"Ha ha……"
Tang Fan looked up to the sky and smiled, turned around and said, "Senior, do you dare to let me see your hands?"
"How difficult is this!"
Hong Xinzi raised his left arm, revealing his shriveled and skinny left hand. Apart from being a little thinner, there was nothing special about it.
Everyone at the scene also looked up to see some clues.
But they were disappointed. There was nothing wrong with Hong Xinzi's left hand.
Tang Fan took a step forward, gently pinched Hong Xinzi's wrist, then pretended to close his eyes, and said calmly: "I'm very curious, why doesn't Senior show me your right hand?"
Hong Xinzi's whole body trembled and he was almost sweating.
It wasn't until this moment that he believed that Tang Fan had indeed seen some problems.
There is not much life left in his right hand, and only some meridians are still intact. As long as he stretches it out, everyone at the scene will understand.
Tang Fan wanted to show off his medical skills. While feeling Hong Xinzi's rapidly beating pulse, he said, "Senior, you must be in pain now, right?"
Hong Xinzi's heart beat violently, and just as he was about to say something, Tang Fan had already retracted his hand.
Tang Fan let out a long sigh, his expression seemed a little intolerable, and murmured: "Senior is deeply ill and tortured, but he can not show anything in front of others. I admire you for your patience!"
Hong Xinzi's lips trembled and he asked, "Have you really seen what disease I have?"
"Soul-sorrow!"
As soon as these two words were spoken, everyone was shocked.
Hong Xinzi flicked his sleeves, and a gust of black wind blew up in the venue, carrying him and Tang Fan flying outward.
"Everyone, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Hong Xinzi left a message and then said to Yao Peng: "By order of the sect master, each guest present today will be rewarded with one hundred spiritual stones, and you will escort me down the mountain on my behalf!"
"yes!"
Yao Peng immediately agreed, knowing full well that his master meant to keep it a secret when he sent such a reward.
Everyone looked at each other in shock, no one expected that the situation would have such an outcome.
Wang Tiangu's face was ashen. The middle-grade alchemist of Jindan Sect was defeated by an unknown person. This was a huge blow to him.
The monk behind him was also shocked, because he didn't see anything wrong with Hong Xinzi.
Hong Xinzi took Tang Fan and flew to the cave at the top of Fox Peak.
Tang Fan knew that he had no murderous intentions towards him, so he dealt with it calmly.
After Hongxinzi landed on the ground, he first set up a formation, and then released a coercive pressure, covering Tang Fan, and said in a cold voice: "Aren't you afraid of death?"
"Ha ha……"
Tang Fan laughed wildly and asked, "Could it be that senior wants to kill me?"
"You have revealed my secret, do you think I can still keep you?"
Hong Xinzi's pressure was even greater, and his cold aura completely enveloped Tang Fan. It seemed that just one thought from him could kill Tang Fan.
Tang Fan said proudly: "I don't think you dare to kill me yet, because you won't live long after I die! I dare say that there is only one person in the world who can cure you except me!"
"What's more, if you really want to kill me, with your current vitality that has destroyed a third of your physical body and the pain of your soul, not only will you not be able to kill me, but you will also increase your own injuries.
pain!"
"Ha ha……"
Hong Xinzi laughed loudly, and with a wave of his hand, the black robe fell off his body, revealing his true appearance at this moment.
There wasn't much life left in the right half of his body, and it was indeed on the verge of decay.
Hong Xinzi said in confusion: "You are so young and you only have basic foundation building skills. Why are you so arrogant?"
"Even if I am seriously injured, I can still kill you!"
"You can try it!"
Tang Fan smiled slightly: "You should understand that if I didn't have the confidence, I wouldn't come!"
"How do you know that I am suffering from soul injury?"
Hong Xinzi withdrew the pressure. He really didn't have the intention to kill Tang Fan just now, it was just another test. He wanted to see Tang Fan's reaction.
But not only was Tang Fan not afraid, he even threatened him, which surprised him.
"That's a strange question. Do you want me to see your illness, or do you not want me to?"
Tang Fan was a little impatient and sat down on the stone bench next to him and said: "Hong Xinzi, let's treat the sick, so don't waste each other's time anymore!"
"Why!"
Hong Xinzi sighed and asked, "Do you know why I became like this?"
"I need to take a closer look..."
Tang Fan made a finger and recited the true magic of controlling immortals passed down to him by the monkey Wanchen.
Hong Xinzi was unprepared and thought Tang Fan wanted to check his symptoms, but by the time he reacted, it was already too late.
"You...ah!"
Hong Xinzi was accused of being possessed by magic. He wailed and hit his head against the stone wall.
"You...what are you doing, ah...stop, hurry up..."
Tang Fan took advantage of the fact that he was being controlled by the magic, made another secret, used the Yin Talisman, and shot it into the two souls in his mind at the same time, and then stopped the magic.
"What did you just do to me? You..."
Hong Xinzi was a little confused, holding his head in his hands, always feeling that something was not quite right.
Tang Fan looked him in the eyes and said: "Humans are not humans, beasts are not beasts, souls are not souls, and life is not life! From now on, your life and death are determined by my thoughts!"
"I want to ask you again, are you Hong Xinzi or Red Fox?"
"ah!"
Hong Xinzi screamed again, the hairs all over his body stood up, and he took several steps back in shock.