"Lingtian, see you, little martial uncle!"
"Lingyun, see you, little martial uncle!"
The two young men following Wu Dao respectfully bowed to ye Hanshuang at the same time.
Ye Hanshuang glanced at both of them, nodded back gently, and then continued to ask Wu Dao: "since elder martial brother has passed the customs, what about the master, why hasn''t there been any news?"
Wu Dao shook his head slightly: "master, she is naturally impacting a higher level of cultivation. It is inconvenient to come forward for the time being. Now, even I can''t contact master."
"A higher level, isn''t that...?"
Ye Han was surprised. However, he stopped himself and didn''t dare to talk too much.
"It''s not up to us to worry about the master''s affairs." Wu Dao said with a smile: "it''s you, younger martial sister. You have been promoted to the realm of Lingdi for more than ten years. It''s really gratifying!"
Ye Hanshuang glared at Wu Dao angrily: "elder martial brother makes fun of others again. They can''t even compare their accomplishments with Lingtian and Lingyun. Where is it worth celebrating?"
"Ah, that''s different." Wu Daofu shook his head and said with a smile, "Lingtian and Lingyun are twins. They have been infused with spiritual power since they were born. They have the talent to be brothers. There are few martial artists who can surpass them in the speed of cultivation."
"If you compare with them, aren''t you insulting yourself and asking for trouble?"
Ye Hanshuang put on a little girl''s posture and said, "senior brother ~! You make fun of others again!"
Yang Fan''s eyes involuntarily also aimed at Ling Tian and Ling Yun with the introduction of Wu Dao, which was very exciting.
Such an awesome guy is just suitable to be his disciple. Youmuyou, their demon killing sect now lacks such a top-notch disciple.
"Identification!"
Yang Fan secretly threw an appraisal on Ling Tian and Ling Yun. He wanted to see if they were really as powerful as Wu Dao said.
Name: Ling Tian
Age: 88
Height: 175
Psionic power:???
Mental strength:???
skill:???
……
Name: Ling Yun (huzifang)
Age: 88
Height: 175
Psionic power:???
Mental strength:???
skill:???
……
In addition to the name, age and height, the rest of the water are all question marks, and nothing can be identified.
However, this guy named Ling Yun, why is there another name after his name.
"Huzifang doesn''t look like a nickname, but it''s the same name as yingsiyuan."
Yang Fan''s eyes suspiciously stayed on Ling Yun for a moment and then gently took back. At this time, Ling Tian and Ling Yun seemed to feel something, and the four eyes stared at Yang Fan almost at the same time.
"Classmate Yang Fan, it''s not polite to spy on their accomplishments at will."
Ye Hanshuang noticed the abnormality for the first time, and quickly scolded Yang Fan before Lingtian and Lingyun were in trouble: "it''s just this time. After all, they are all their own people. Don''t do this again next time, you know?"
Yang Fan nodded again and again, and his face showed a trace of embarrassment: "teacher Ye taught me a lesson, and the students wrote it down."
"In fact, the students also know that it''s really impolite. I just heard the elder say that the two senior brothers are gifted. The students were curious, so they couldn''t help looking at it."
Yang Fan shamelessly called Lingtian and Lingyun his senior brother. After all, starting from ye Hanshuang, he and the two old guys who looked very young and actually were 88 years old can hardly be regarded as peers.
"It doesn''t matter." Wu Dao smiled, waved his hand and looked up at Yang Fan: "it''s human nature. No wonder Yang Fan. Just now I saw that Yang Fan seems to have a different complexion. What''s wrong with Ling Tian and Ling Yun?"
Yang Fan''s heart jumped. The old man looked very good.
He just changed his look slightly. Unexpectedly, he was accurately captured by Wu Dao.
"Senior Wu looks up to the younger generation," Yang Fan said politely. "The two senior brothers have advanced accomplishments. The younger generation has limited eyesight and can''t see the depth at all. It''s just a little surprised for a moment."
"Really?"
Wu Dao smiled noncommittally. He was sure that Yang Fan must have seen something just now, but people were unwilling to say, and he was not forced.
"It is said that Yang Fan is a new imperial doctor in the Federation. His medical accomplishments are amazing."
As soon as Wu Dao''s voice turned, he raised his right arm and whispered:
"It''s just that I lost my old arm when I was fighting with the demon emperor level in the early years. I haven''t been able to recover completely for decades. I wonder if you can bother Yang Fan to help me with the diagnosis and treatment?"
Yang Fan''s eyes fell on Wu Dao''s left arm. At first glance, he didn''t see anything wrong. However, when he poked out his spiritual ideas and gently swept over the internal texture structure of his left arm, his look didn''t change slightly.
Since he was seeing a doctor, Wu Dao was naturally pretentious. He released all the defense covers at his left arm in advance and let Yang Fan''s mind sweep through it. When he saw the abnormal look on Yang Fan''s face, he couldn''t help asking:
"Well, can I still save this arm?"
Before Yang Fan could speak, ye Hanshuang mentioned it, pulled Wu Dao''s left arm up and down, and asked softly, "senior brother Wu Dao, I don''t want you to tease people like this. Your arm is obviously good. Where did you get hurt?"
"Including double girls!" Wu Dao looked at the little girl silently and said, "don''t make trouble. Do you think I''ll make fun of Yang Fan with my body?"
"My arm is really hurt, and it''s still an old injury that has lasted for nearly 60 years. It''s just that it has been forcibly suppressed by the master with supreme skill and is unknown to outsiders."
"Otherwise, as early as 60 years ago, brother Wei would have become a one armed old man!"
Ye Hanshuang''s expression changed slightly, and there was a little more worry on her face. She said in a cut voice, "really, can''t even obey her?"
Wu Daodao said: "master can only suppress it temporarily, but there is no way to remove it from the root. In fact, brother Wei has been waiting for an imperial doctor among the federals for years. Now, I really have to wait."
Then Wu Dao looked up at Yang Fan again: "Yang Fan, little friend, I don''t know if I still have hope for treatment with my left arm?"
At the same time, ye Hanshuang, Ling Tian and Ling Yun looked up to Yang Fan with endless expectation on their faces.
"Of course." Yang Fan is not modest and polite at all: "in this world, there is no younger generation to cure bad injuries."
Yang Fan asked Wu Dao in a straight voice, "if what I expected is not bad, elder Wu''s left arm should have been cut off more than a hundred times?"
"That''s right!" Taoist Wu looked different and whispered back: "a week ago, when I just left the customs, it happened to be the 101st time!"
"Every time I break my arm, my injury can be suppressed and delayed for a period of time. But in recent years, I break my arm more and more, but the time interval between injuries is getting closer and closer."
The old man spoke easily. Breaking an arm was as simple as pulling out a hair.
Even for the emperor level strong, it is definitely not a simple and comfortable thing to be reborn with a broken arm, but the old man has cut himself one hundred and one times.
Really, that''s awesome!
Yang Fan''s mouth is slightly drawn. He knows that this is also a cruel person. He can be so cruel to himself, not to others.
Ye Hanshuang, Ling Tian and Ling Yun were stunned at the same time. Obviously, they didn''t know that Wu Dao''s injury would be so serious. They have maimed themselves more than 100 times and haven''t recovered yet.
"You are poisoned!" Yang fanding concluded: "it should be left by a monster named ice muscle jade toad."
"Yes, it was bitten by a toad that looked like a jellyfish." Wu Dao raised his eyebrows and looked more or less excited: "since Yang fan can see the origin of this poison, can there be a radical cure?"
For so many years, Wu Dao heard the origin of the toxin in his body for the first time.
It should be noted that his injury has always been strictly confidential. Except his master, even his two disciples don''t know it.
Yang Fan met him for the first time, and it was impossible to know about it in advance. Therefore, Wu Dao was a little excited and seemed to see the hope that he could eradicate the strange poison in his body.
Yang Fan proudly raised his head: "didn''t you just say that there are no bad injuries in the world."
"Although this poison is strong, it can''t defeat the younger generation! The younger generation has a secret method called detoxification, which can isolate any strange poison in the world. It is most suitable for the situation of the elder!"
In medicine, Yang Fan has always had absolute confidence. After all, as a hanging force, he has never encountered a disease he can''t cure.
"Then what are you doing? Hurry up!"
Ye Hanshuang raised her hand and patted Yang Fan''s head. What''s the force at this time? If you can cure the old man in front of you, it''s a great favor. Maybe this cruise will be over.
Yang Fan raised his hand and touched the back of his head. Did he say that he was not cured? The vice president is really acute.
"I see, master Ye! The student will begin to treat elder Wu!"
After all, he was his own class guide, and he had to give face. Yang Fan responded gently, looked up and said to Wu daoyan:
"Now, please relax your guard, Master Wu, especially your spiritual defense. You''d better not have any at all, otherwise it may affect the therapeutic effect of your younger generation."
Wu Dao nodded to understand that the most taboo of psychotherapy is the same kind of spiritual interference. He himself is the spirit emperor. His cultivation is much higher than Yang Fan. If he doesn''t put down his guard, Yang Fan''s spiritual power can''t invade half of his body.
"Thank you!"
Wu Dao glanced at ye Hanshuang and his two disciples. His mind moved slightly, took off all his defenses, and softly made an invitation gesture to Yang Fan.