Chapter 119 Bian Que Disciple

Ye Menglan was chewing slowly and eating gently. Hearing Xu Han's exclamation, she looked away and saw the old and young man.

"Menglan, wait here. I'll go out for a while!" After saying that, Xu Han quickly stood up, performed the stealth art, and rushed out of the building like a gust of wind.

His speed was so fast that no one in the whole restaurant could see him clearly. He only felt a gust of wind blowing, as if there was a flower in front of him, and everything was back to normal.

In the process of running, Xu Han moved his mind and quickly put away the change charm and restored it to his real appearance.

This trip is to make a good relationship. Xu Han naturally shows his true face. Besides, he is very afraid of the eyes of the medicine girl who are suspected to have broken blue pupils. If he meets them in a changed identity, he may cause unnecessary misunderstandings. Instead, he will be trapped in trouble and will even be misunderstood by others for his ulterior motives, thus It leads to the disaster of killing!

Tomorrow is the day when Yunxiazong opens the mountain gate and recruits disciples from the outer door, and Ye Menglan is in great trouble. Xu Han has no time to complete the will of the magic doctor Bian Que. Besides, if you miss this time, the vast sea of people, where will you go to find Ziyang, the disciple of the magic doctor? If the news is spread out, I'm afraid that before the disciples of the magic doctor arrive, they will attract countless villains with profound cultivation, which will be bad.

Therefore, Xu Han made up his mind to catch up with these two people and ask them about the whereabouts of the magic doctor disciple Ziyang. The cultivation of the old man collecting medicine is unfathomable. The skeleton castle and the elders of Yunxiazong are deeply afraid of him. All these things show that these two people are famous among doctors, especially the old man who collect medicine. He must be the head of the doctor, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with him.

Of course, it is impossible for Xu Han to hold the purple storage ring in both hands as soon as he meets him. He still has to confirm the identity of the other party before giving the ring to him.

Thinking of the big explosion concocted by himself yesterday, Xu Han was still a little afraid: a loud noise, the mountains shook, and the ground was razed within five miles! A boulder as big as a millstone flew into the mid-air. The huge tree that the three couldn't hold together dismembered into a small piece of wood chips, and the blood and soil rose to the sky, and then fell crazily like raindrops. The airflow picked up the trees within a radius of ten miles and blew the pumice in the canyon into mid-air...

This scene is still vivid, and the roar of the explosion seems to be still echoing in his ears.

However, in the center of the big explosion, the two now look unharmed. Walking leisurely on the streets of Heimu Town, it can be seen that the cultivation of the old man collecting medicine is bound to a shocking level. Moreover, their speed is also very amazing, which is obviously not something that can be done on foot.

Yesterday, after the shocking explosion, Xu Han and Ye Menglan immediately escaped into the cave, entered the ground, wandered in countless passages for half a day, and then drifted in the Baisha River for half a day. It was not easy to come here. But now he finds that these two people are shopping leisurely here. Xu Han is awe-inspiring and more in awe of the unfathomable old man collecting medicine.

Xu Han was very fast and caught up with the two in the blink of an eye.

"Senior!" Xu Han stood in front of the old man and the woman who picked the medicine and saluted, "It's really prespeakable. Can you take a step to talk?"

"Oh? What's the matter? Why can't you say it here?" Seeing Xu Han suddenly appear in front of them, blocking their way, and saying such a sentence, it was really abrupt that the old man who collected medicine was unhappy.

"It's a big deal, and it's not convenient to say here," Xu Han looked at the pedestrians around him and said.

"What's inconvenient to say? What's the big deal between you and me? The old man who collected the medicine gradually sank and said unhappily, "Young man, I don't know who you are, who sent you, and what your intention is. However, these old men don't care and don't want to know. If you don't give way, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

When the old man said this, he was murderous.

"Is the senior a student of the magic doctor Bian Que?" Xu Han had no choice but to ask this sentence on the street.

"Presumptuous! Although the family teacher has been away from the world for a hundred years, did you shout his name casually? The old man who collected the medicine shouted angrily, and then his eyes were cold and he was about to do it.

"Hail! Senior, although you and I have never known you for a lifetime, the younger generation has some connections with the magic doctor. Listening to what the senior said, there is no doubt that they must be the disciples of the magic doctor, but the disciples of the magic doctor are all over the world, and they have not asked the names of the predecessors yet!" Xu Han straightened his waist and said awe-inspiringly.

"The old man is the eldest disciple of the divine doctor," said the old man. However, when he heard Xu Han say this, he did not dare to make trouble, but his heart was full of doubts and immediately asked, "Kid, you said that you have some connections with your teacher, but your family teacher has passed away for a hundred years. How can you have something to do with him? What's going on?"

"It turns out that the predecessor is Ziyang, which saves a lot of time for the younger generation. Since Elder Ziyang doesn't believe in the younger generation, let's ask the senior to see something first." Xu Han took out a roll of simple slips, which was exactly the posthumous note of the magic doctor Bian Que.

Xu Han pulled a small piece of Jian, revealing the front line: "I'm Bian Que, Zheng, Bohai County, surnamed Qin, named Yueren, learned from Chang Sangjun..."

"This is the handwriting of the master!"

Ziyang's eyes were like a moment. As soon as he saw this line of words, his face suddenly changed greatly and he lost his voice and exclaimed. Then he suddenly took action and robbed Jian. Xu Han only felt that the space around him suddenly solidified, and his whole body could not move at all. He only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and his hands were empty.

"Senior Ziyang, this is the will of the magic doctor. This matter is of great importance. Don't open it on the street!" Xu Han looked solemn and quickly said to the old man who was collecting medicine with his mind.

Jian's hand, excited, Ziyang was about to open Jian's Jian's, but Xu Han's words suddenly sounded in his mind. His whole body suddenly stiffened, and he resisted the impulse to read Jian's Jian's immediately.

He looked around and saw people coming and going around him. Many people looked at this side with suspicion, knowing that Xu Han was right, and there should really be no simplicity here. So he shook his hands, rolled his sleeve robe, rolled up Xu Han and the medicine picker, and then rose into the air and shot at a mountain outside the town.

This change was very abrupt. Xu Han only felt that his body was like a kite in someone else's hand. He was blown into the air by a strong wind and fell on the top of a mountain in the blink of an eye. The almost teleportational flight speed made Xu Han's body under unimaginable pressure.

After landing, his footsteps staggered and almost fell to the ground.

The real realm is as light as a swallow, and does not touch the ground; to the realm of human beings, they walk like the wind; the realm of saints walk against the wind, soaring clouds and fog; the realm of gods turns into light, suddenly thousands of miles; the realm of heaven and man integrates into the void, flying away to the earth...

Ziyang, a disciple of Bian Que, is much better than his master. He can not only fly in the air, but also fly easily with two people, and the speed is so fast, as if it is not flying, but tearing space for teleportation. Xu Han was stunned. He couldn't see what level of cultivation this Ziyang was, but there was no doubt that his cultivation was definitely more than a saint!

For the first time, he was brought up and flew in high air. Xu Han's shock in his heart was beyond words. He secretly swore in his heart that one day, I will reach this level!

Looking around, I saw the peaks piled up and smoke in the distance. Heishan Town was as small as an ant nest among the dense forests. The Baisha River is like a jade belt, winding through the mountains and forests, and the white sand by the river is like a jade belt. The jade belt melod in the direction of Black Rock City, hidden in the mountains and dense forests. The white clouds are floating above my head, as if I can touch the white clouds in the sky as long as I reach out my hand.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Xu Han suddenly had a feeling of "small mountains".

After putting down the two, the old man who collected medicine without saying a word, slowly walked to the edge of the cliff and stood on a rock on the edge of the cliff by the wind, like a ten-year-old pine standing on the cliff. In this way, he stood there at the top of the mountain, slowly unfolded the simplicity, and then read it endlessly.

The wind on the top of the mountain is very strong, blowing Xu Han's long hair and skirt hunting, but it can't blow a hair on the back of the cliff! He seemed to have suddenly turned into a stone sculpture, standing there motionlessly, immersed in the content of the simple text.

Wow... What a profound cultivation!