Gao Mingyuan has a dragon seal that he planted in his body. This seal technique was personally passed down by the village chief. It can be said that he is extremely domineering, and his thoughts about life and death are not an exaggeration.
Gao Mingyuan's body trembled suddenly. Under the shocked gazes of everyone around him, Gao Mingyuan's dim eyes suddenly burst into light.
"Ah! Well..." All muscles in the body can recover instantly, and an unprecedented sense of comfort spreads throughout the body.
Just for a moment. The pain all over his body disappeared without a trace. Even his strength seems to have improved a bit.
"Thank you sir!" Gao Mingyuan's voice was loud, he stood up straight and stepped forward to bow respectfully. This feeling.
He had experienced it once before when he was planted with a dragon seal. At this moment, my heart is still shocked. Zhang Xiping of the Zhang family froze on the spot.
"hiss!"
"Is this...is this good?"
"What a magical trick!" Zhang Xiping couldn't help but widen his eyes. He knew that Mr. Ye could definitely save Gao Mingyuan.
I didn’t expect that the treatment would be so fast! Even though he was mentally prepared, the shock on his face could not be concealed. It seemed that every time he saw Mr. Ye, the person in front of him was refreshing his knowledge.
Long Siyue was also shocked, and her mouth opened into an o shape. Although she didn't understand medicine, she could still tell that a person was half-dead.
This is... less than ten seconds! The head of the Gao family, who was seriously ill and on the verge of death, seemed to have changed into a different person in an instant, and he was in high spirits!
"He... is also a master of medicine." Long Siyue blinked her eyes and looked at the back in front of her, feeling a little lost for a moment.
Ye Wentian's eyes were calm. He just used the dragon seal to force Gao Mingyuan to recover. The spell was not broken.
Through perception, Ye Wentian judged that the spell came from the direction of the imperial capital. The person who did it probably already guessed it.
at the same time. The imperial capital, Yufengju. In an antique hall, an old man wearing a robe and a long beard suddenly trembled.
"puff!"
"Someone broke my spell."
"What a domineering power!" The long-bearded old man spat out a mouthful of blood, with unbearable shock on his face. Next to him.
An old man in gray clothes suddenly stood up, a cold look flashed in his small eyes, and he quickly restrained himself.
"Master Chen, are you okay? The other party is also a master of martial arts?" The old man in gray lowered his voice and asked.
If Ye Wentian and Gao Mingyuan were present, they would naturally recognize them at a glance. The old man in gray is no one else. It was Zhang Laizi's traitorous disciple Xing Wuming, the successor of Gale Wind Step, Gao Mingyuan's master, and he could be regarded as Ye Wentian's senior brother.
"It doesn't matter."
"The opponent is indeed a master, but compared to me, he is still one step behind in chess. Let me have a sip of tea." Master Chen reached out to pick up the tea cup and drank the fragrant tea in one gulp.
After calming down, his face returned to rosy.
"Please ask Master Chen to take action again. If this is done, Xing will be deeply grateful." As Xing Wuming spoke, he raised his hand towards Master Chen.
This gift. Master Chen trembled and stood up quickly. The person in front of me is famous in the imperial capital, and even the Lin family must treat him with courtesy.
He, a master of foreign arts, could not afford the courtesy of the person in front of him.
"Mr. Xing's words are serious. It's easy to leave this matter to me. Mr. Xing can rest assured." Master Chen's face showed confidence.
Say it. He got up, walked to the courtyard, and began to arrange it carefully. Xing Wuming narrowed his eyes slightly and stood watching.
The altar rises. The wind moves. Master Chen's eyes were bright, his robe moved automatically without any wind, and his whole person was shocked.
"Mr. Xing, the opponent's master, although he broke the old man's spell, the root of the spell was not eradicated. To put it simply, he just revived the man."
"I'm using this technique to curse souls. How can it be so easily broken by Shanye Xiaoxiao?"
"Curse!" shouted a loud voice, and waved his sleeves in front of the altar. The air in the entire courtyard shook. Almost at the same moment.
Far away in the sea, Gao Mingyuan, who had just stood up, trembled violently again. In the villa hall, he froze on the spot.
Big beads of sweat instantly covered his forehead.
"Dad, what are you doing?" Gao Qiqiang, who had been staying with his father, immediately noticed something was wrong and hurriedly stepped forward to help him.
Everyone in the hall was shocked, and their eyes subconsciously focused on him. Gao Mingyuan's body was shaking non-stop, and the veins on his neck popped out, as if something was swimming inside his body.
The uncontrollable severe pain hit his whole body again.
"ah!"
"I..." Gao Mingyuan couldn't help but scream. This time it was too painful. Ye Wentian stepped forward.
He patted Gao Mingyuan's shoulder.
"Don't panic, your master will not kill you immediately. He probably just wants to force you to go to the imperial capital to see him." The spiritual power in Ye Wentian's hand was bright and integrated into the body of the person in front of him.
Gao Mingyuan suddenly felt that most of the severe pain was relieved.
"Master...master wants to harm me?" Gao Mingyuan couldn't believe it. before this. He also asked Ye Wentian if he could spare his master's life.
after all. When he was in Canghai, his master was pretty good to him.
"You found out that he faked his death. Do you think your master will let you stay in this world?" Ye Wentian said in a low voice.
Regarding the traitor, Zhang Laizi once mentioned it to Ye Wentian. That Xing Wuming is not a good thing!
"I have promised to meet the master." Gao Mingyuan was always a little unbelievable. Before that.
He thought it was Canghai King Tu Hongdong's hand.
"I'm afraid you'll run away. There are less than three days left before the last agreed time." Ye Wentian smiled.
Xing Wuming was able to escape from Zhang Laizi, so he was naturally a scheming person. Hear this. Gao Mingyuan smiled bitterly.
Master is like father, is there really no relationship left between master and disciple?
"Okay, I'll let you see clearly." Ye Wentian's eyes suddenly condensed, he pinched Gao Mingyuan with his left hand, and quickly made a seal with his right hand.
He slapped his palm in front of him.
"boom!"
"Buzz..." The air exploded. Due to gaze. In front of Ye Wentian, the air was like waves, vibrating outward in circles.
In the originally transparent air, an antique courtyard was vaguely visible, and figures gradually appeared in it.
Everyone in the hall was shocked. Seeing such methods, everyone can't help but marvel!
"This is! The art of the Taoist sect. He is not only a master of martial arts and medicine, but he also knows the art?" Long Siyue has been studying ancient books since she was a child. When she recognized it at a glance, she was shocked, and her cheeks couldn't help but tinge. red.
I am determined in my heart, no matter what, I must worship Yan Ren as my teacher.
"Master... Master?" Gao Mingyuan could see clearly now that the figure in the ripples, the old man in gray standing beside the courtyard, was Xing Wuming.
Gao Mingyuan felt bitter inside. Is he really the master?
"That's the other one!" After seeing the other old man in the center of the courtyard, Gao Mingyuan's eyes widened suddenly.
