Super Field Energy Controller

Bai Xingqiu looked middle-aged, with a long beard reaching past his chest, and an elegant temperament like a scholar from ancient times. Hearing this, he said calmly: "The fifth junior brother and his close disciple Wu Tongchen are dead. The second junior brother has gone to Xingyuan Mansion to collect the bodies. He will return soon." To Huangshan.”

"What!"

Ma Changfeng, a white-haired man, suddenly changed his expression. His cloudy eyes suddenly flashed with surprise. He looked at the other people and saw that they all had solemn expressions, without any intention of joking. His face became gloomy and he said: "With the fifth junior brother's attitude, With such strength, there is hardly any opponent in the same realm. Could it be that a foreigner from some force took action? "

Several Taoists looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

"Third Junior Brother, you have been in the mountains for a long time, so it is normal that you don't know many things. You can see for yourself." Bai Xingqiu raised his palm lightly, and a mobile phone fell in front of Ma Changfeng.

Ma Changfeng took the phone in confusion and clicked on the video displayed on it. As he watched it, his eyes widened wider and wider. When he got to the back, a shocking scene of Yang Fan going through the thunder tribulation appeared. Ma Changfeng's hand shook suddenly and he almost took it. Don’t use your cell phone!

Then, when he saw Yang Fan cracking the "Chaos Strike" in an understatement and killing Wang Daoya with one finger, the white-haired veteran's eyes widened and his expression became stiff.

Finally, when he saw Yang Fan controlling Situ Fen's body from the air and tearing his arms apart, Ma Changfeng couldn't help but his expression changed. He took a deep breath of cold air and his eyes were filled with fear.

After a while, he finally regained his composure, looked at the other four Taoists, and said, "Who is this guy?"

Zuo Dao, who was as thin as a stick, had a stern face and spoke slowly:

"Obviously, this Yang Fan is from a Feng Shui sect called Dianlong Sect. However, it has been confirmed that there is a problem with his identity... This person seems to have appeared out of thin air. So far, , there are no clues that can point to his true identity. What is certain now is that this son not only possesses an extremely amazing martial arts inheritance, but is also proficient in Feng Shui and medicine... Not long ago, he helped Tang Liyun resolve the He was able to recover from the master’s fist energy left in his body overnight, which shows his profound medical skills!”

"How is this possible!" Ma Changfeng's body trembled, and he was moved again. He said in a strange tone: "The punch that master left on Tang Liyun was a blow from the outside world. Even I can't simply pass through the medicine." He could heal his injuries overnight, how could this kid do it?"

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Among the seven immortals, he was the most obsessed with medical skills. He accidentally came into contact with many Taoist alchemy books collected in the temple. One of the incomplete ancient books contained an illustration of medicines. The shape and properties of the medicines were actually consistent with those of some mutant plants in the world. This discovery seemed to open a door to a new world. The white-haired old man was completely addicted to it and couldn't control it.

Over the years, he searched for mutated medicinal materials according to the elixir recipes recorded in the incomplete ancient books, and refined elixirs according to the method. After many attempts, he actually made several potions of elixirs with miraculous effects.

These elixirs have become the treasure of longevity temple!

Over time, Ma Changfeng became arrogant. In terms of medicine and medicine, even if he was not the best in the world, there would never be anyone who could rival him by more than one palm.

However, even he could not cure the punch that Tang Liyun received through elixir. The incomplete ancient book recorded that a holy healing elixir could cure any injury. However, the elixir required There are hundreds of kinds of medicinal materials, and most of them are not in the illustrated books of mutant plants that have been discovered in the world. It is simply impossible to refine them.

Now, what he couldn't do was actually done by a young boy under twenty. How could Ma Changfeng accept this?