"Ling Tian, meet my junior uncle!"
"Ling Yun, meet my junior uncle!"
The two young men following Wu Dao respectfully bowed their hands to Ye Hanshuang.
Ye Hanshuang glanced at the two of them, nodded slightly in return, and then continued to ask Wu Dao: "Since senior brother has been released from seclusion, how come there is no news about the master?"
Wu Dao shook his head slightly: "Master, she is naturally trying to reach a higher level of cultivation, so it is temporarily inconvenient to come forward. Now, even I have no way to contact the master."
"A higher level of realm, isn't that...?"
Ye Han had a look of surprise on his face, but he stopped himself mid-sentence and did not dare to talk too much.
"It's not our turn to worry about the master's affairs." Wu Dao chuckled and said, "On the other hand, little junior sister, you have been in seclusion for more than ten years for my brother, and you have been promoted to the realm of the Spiritual Emperor. It is really gratifying! "
Ye Hanshuang glared at Wu Dao angrily: "Senior brother is making fun of me again. My current cultivation is not even comparable to that of my two nephews, Ling Tian and Ling Yun. Is there any reason to celebrate?"
"Hey, that's different." Wu Dao stroked his beard and shook his head, and chuckled: "Ling Tian and Ling Yun are twins. They have been imbued with spiritual power since they were born. They are gifted with the power of the gods. Their two qualifications are still for Brother, there are not many warriors in the world who can surpass the two of them in terms of cultivation speed."
"If you compare yourself with the two of them, aren't you just asking for humiliation and disgrace?"
Ye Hanshuang acted like a little girl and said, "Senior brother~! You are making fun of me again!"
Yang Fan's eyes involuntarily followed Wu Dao's introduction and glanced at Ling Tian and Ling Yun, and he was very moved.
Such an awesome guy is just right for him to be his disciple, right? Their Demon Slayer Sect is currently lacking such top-notch disciples with top qualifications.
"Identification Technique!"
Yang Fan secretly cast an identification technique on Ling Tian and Ling Yun. He wanted to see if these two people were really as awesome as Wu Dao said.
Name: Ling Tian
Age: 88
Height: 175
Psychic:? ?
Mental strength:? ?
Skill:? ?
…
Name: Lingyun (Hu Zifang)
Age: 88
Height: 175
Psychic:? ?
Mental strength:? ?
Skill:? ?
…
Apart from name, age and height, the rest is full of question marks, and nothing can be identified.
But why does this guy named Ling Yun have another name after his name
"Hu Zifang doesn't look like a nickname, but it is exactly the same as Ying Siyuan's name."
Yang Fan's eyes lingered on Ling Yun's body suspiciously for a moment and then gently retracted. At this time, Ling Tian and Ling Yun seemed to sense something, and four eyes stared at Yang Fan almost at the same time.
"Classmate Yang Fan, it is not polite to pry into their cultivation like this."
Ye Hanshuang noticed the abnormality immediately, and hurriedly scolded Yang Fan before Ling Tian and Lingyun attacked: "That's it this time, after all, we are all our own people, don't do this again next time, you know? "
Yang Fan nodded repeatedly, with a look of embarrassment on his face: "Master Ye taught you a lesson well, and the student has taken note of it."
"Actually, the students also know that this is indeed a bit impolite. In fact, I just heard this senior say that these two senior brothers are talented, and the students were curious, so they couldn't help but take a look."
Yang Fan shamelessly directly called Ling Tian and Ling Yun his seniors. After all, starting from Ye Hanshuang, he and the two old guys in front of him who looked very young but were actually eighty-eight years old were barely considered seniors. They are peers.
"It's okay." Wu Dao chuckled, waved his hand, and looked up at Yang Fan: "This is human nature, and it's no wonder that Student Yang Fan has it. However, I just saw that Student Yang Fan's face seemed to be different. Could it be that he came from Ling Tian and Ling Yun? What's wrong with the person?"
Yang Fan's heart skipped a beat. This old man had quite good eyesight.
His expression had changed slightly just now, but to his surprise, Wu Dao accurately captured it.
"Senior Wu thinks highly of this junior," Yang Fan said politely, "the two senior brothers have advanced cultivation, but junior's eyesight is limited, so he can't see the depth at all, so he was a little surprised for a moment."
"Yeah?"
Wu Dao chuckled noncommittally. He was very sure that Yang Fan must have seen something just now, but they were unwilling to say it, and he couldn't force it.
"I heard that classmate Yang Fan is a newly promoted imperial physician in the Federation. His medical skills are astonishing."
Wu Dao changed his voice, raised his right arm, and said softly:
"It just so happens that this arm of mine suffered an old injury when fighting against the Demon Clan Emperor a few years ago. It has been unable to fully recover for decades. I wonder if I can trouble my little friend Yang Fan to help with 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 found out his mental thoughts and lightly scanned the inner texture of his left arm, he couldn't help but feel... Minor changes.
Since it was to see a doctor, Wu Dao was naturally hypocritical and let go of all the defensive coverings on his left arm in advance, allowing Yang Fan's spiritual thoughts to sweep through it. After seeing the abnormal expression on Yang Fan's face, he couldn't help but ask. road:
"How about it? Can my arm be saved?"
Before Yang Fan could speak, Ye Hanshuang brought Wu Dao's left arm over and looked up and down, and asked softly: "Brother Wu Dao, I don't want you to make fun of people like this. Your arm is obviously fine. Where is it?" What injuries did you receive?"
"Hanshuang girl!" Wu Dao glanced at the little girl speechlessly and said, "Don't make trouble. Do you think I would use my body to joke with classmate Yang Fan?"
"My arm is indeed injured, and it's still an old injury that has lasted for nearly sixty years. It's just that the master has been forcibly suppressing it with his supreme skill, and it's not known to outsiders."
"Otherwise, my brother would have become a one-armed old man sixty years ago!"
Ye Hanshuang's expression changed slightly, and a trace of worry appeared on his face, and he said earnestly: "Is it true, you can't even obey her orders?"
Wu Daodao: "Master can only suppress it temporarily, but there is no way to remove it from the root. In fact, these years, my brother has been waiting for an emperor-level doctor to appear among the human races of the Federation. Now, it is really Let me wait."
With that said, Wu Dao looked up at Yang Fan again: "Little friend Yang Fan, I wonder if there is any hope of healing my left arm?"
While asking questions, Ye Hanshuang, Ling Tian, and Ling Yun all raised their heads and looked at Yang Fan with endless expectations on their faces.
"Of course you can." Yang Fan was not modest at all: "There is no injury in this world that juniors cannot cure."
Yang Fan asked Wu Dao directly: "If my prediction is correct, Senior Wu's left arm should have been chopped off no less than a hundred times, right?"
"Yes!" Wu Dao looked strange and replied softly: "A week ago, when I just came out of seclusion, it happened to be the one hundred and first time!"
"Every time I break my arm, the injury can be suppressed and delayed for a period of time. It's just that in recent years, the number of broken arms has increased, but the time between injuries has also become closer and closer."
The old man said it easily, breaking an arm is as easy as plucking a hair.
Even for an emperor-level expert, rebirth after a broken arm is definitely not a simple and pleasant thing, but this old man has cut himself off a hundred and one times.
It’s really awesome!
The corner of Yang Fan's mouth twitched slightly, knowing that this was also a cruel person, he could be so cruel to himself, let alone others.
Ye Hanshuang, Ling Tian, and Ling Yun were stunned at the same time. Obviously, they did not know that Wu Dao's injury could be so serious. He had hurt himself more than a hundred times and was still not healed.
"You are poisoned!" Yang Fan firmly concluded: "It should be a kind of monster called Ice Muscle Jade Toad."
"Yes, it's bitten by a toad that looks like a jellyfish." Wu Dao raised his eyebrows with a somewhat excited expression: "Since little friend Yang Fan can see the origin of this poison, can there be a cure? "
After so many years, this was the first time Wu Dao heard someone explain the origin of the toxins in his body.
It should be noted that his injury has always been kept strictly confidential. Except for his master, not even his two disciples knew about it.
It was the first time that Yang Fan met him, and it was impossible for him to know about this in advance, so Wu Dao felt a little excited, as if he saw hope that the strange poison could be eradicated from his body.
Yang Fan raised his head proudly: "Didn't this junior just say that there is no injury in this world that this junior cannot cure?"
"Although this poison is strong, it is not a problem for this junior! I have a secret method called detoxification, which can isolate any strange poison in the world. It is most suitable for senior's current situation!"
In terms of medical skills, Yang Fan has always had absolute confidence. After all, as a bad guy, he has never encountered a disease that he cannot cure.
"Then what are you still doing? Hurry up!"
Ye Hanshuang raised his hand and patted Yang Fan's head. Why are you pretending to be cool at this time? If you can heal the old man in front of you, it will be a huge favor. Maybe this parade will also be like this. Give up.
Yang Fan raised his hand and touched the back of his head speechlessly. Did he say that he would not seek medical treatment? This vice principal is really impatient.
"I understand, Master Ye! The students will start treating Senior Wu now!"
After all, he is his class teacher, so he must give him this face. Yang Fan responded lightly, raised his head and said to Wu Dao:
"Now, please relax your guard, Senior Wu, especially on the mental level. It is best not to have any defense at all, otherwise it may affect the treatment effect of this junior."
Wu Dao nodded to express his understanding. The most taboo thing about mental healing powers is mental interference from the same kind. He is the Spirit Emperor himself, and his cultivation level is much higher than that of Yang Fan. If he doesn't put down his guard, Yang Fan's mental power will never be able to invade him. half of the body.
"Good work!"
Wu Dao glanced at Ye Hanshuang and his two disciples, and with a slight movement of thought, he removed all his defenses and softly made a gesture of invitation to Yang Fan.
(End of chapter)