President Bingshan's Personal Crazy Doctor

Seeing Lin Yifan's stiff face, the old man smiled and said, "Don't worry, when you pass the last test, you can read the scrolls inside as you like, but not now."

Lin Yifan nodded embarrassingly, and then asked: "By the way, senior, when will I be able to pass the last test? Is there a limit to my strength? For example, can I pass the final test when I am at the peak of the imperial realm?"

The illusory old man seemed to be looking at a fool, shook his head and said: "You will understand when the time comes, but I can tell you for sure, don't think about it at the peak of the imperial realm."

Lin Yifan was stunned for a moment, slightly surprised in his heart, did the imaginary old man mean that only the Emperor Realm could pass the last test?
If this is the case, Lin Yifan is really not sure. After all, the amount of resources he needs to break through the emperor's realm is beyond description, and there is a cursed cholera in the ancient continent, it is difficult for ordinary people to break through to the emperor's realm!

"Okay, let's go out, I'm going to rest too." The phantom old man waved his hand.

"Okay." Lin Yifan nodded, but when he turned around, he suddenly remembered a question, and couldn't help turning around and asking, "Senior, what is the name of the master you mentioned earlier?"

The illusory old man glanced at Lin Yifan and said, "Master, he is called a time traveler. Time and space are all under the control of the master. It is not as powerful as you can imagine. Now you just work hard to strengthen yourself. Wait Only at the level of your senior brother Li Danqing can you help the master."

Lin Yifan clenched his fists. Although he didn't know how powerful this master was, just controlling time and space made Lin Yifan's eyes frenzy. This must be a great ability!
"Farewell, junior!" A few seconds later, Lin Yifan suppressed the excitement in his heart, bowed lightly to the unreal old man, and flew towards the top of his head.

The light below leisurely disappeared, but a voice came into Lin Yifan's mind.

"I don't know if you have heard of it, but the seal of this continent will be broken soon, and it will become extremely lively because of the existence of those lost cities. If you have time, you can go to the lost cities first. Then It’s an interesting place, and it should help you improve your strength.”

Lin Yifan's figure paused slightly, and he recognized that it was the voice of an illusory old man, and although he couldn't understand what it said, he could understand that the old man had no ill intentions towards him, and seemed to point him to a way.

After bowing slightly to the darkness below, Lin Yifan continued to leave.

During the flight, Lin Yifan was thinking about the lost cities in his mind. He had known those cities for a long time, but he had never entered them. There were two lost cities in each of the nine prefectures, but they were guarded by academies. There seems to be some secret.

Lin Yifan is the most familiar with Qingzhou Academy, and has a good relationship with Dean Dong among them, but even so, the other party did not tell him anything about the Lost City. If you don't believe it, there is only one reason, and some unspeakable secret may be involved in it!
"It's good to find a chance to take a look, no matter whether you can enter it or not, you can also get some news from Dean Dong." Lin Yifan thought to himself.

Rushing out of the abyss of silence, Lin Yifan flew towards the direction of Luocheng. He hadn't been to this place for a long time, and now he had nothing to do. He wanted to revisit the old place, and it was just enough to digest what he got from the abyss. Qingtianyin's combat skills.

At the gate of Luocheng, Lin Yifan watched from afar the endless stream of people coming in and out of the gate. Compared with those big cities, Luocheng had a lot more ordinary people, and there were very few monks who went in and out of the gate. .

Lin Yifan restrained his breath and walked towards Luocheng. There were many people along the way, but these ordinary people didn't know much about the affairs of the monk world, and they didn't know Lin Yifan. something unexpected happened.

Entering the city, Lin Yifan first went to the previous manor, which had been completely destroyed by the blood emperor, but when Lin Yifan arrived at that place again, he saw the Gaomen courtyard in front of him, and a new manor had already been built. stand up.

Lin Yifan looked at it for a while, did not stay any longer, and walked towards other places in Luocheng, like an ordinary person, but it gave him a different feeling.

As night fell, Lin Yifan found an inn at random, and sat cross-legged on the bed after the surrounding protective formations were arranged, and took out the Qingtian Seal combat technique obtained in the deadly abyss.

Lin Yifan had figured out this combat technique when he was in the abyss, and there were three types of supernatural powers recorded in it, the blue sky seal, the black wind seal, and the source sky seal. Much stronger than Dou Zhan Shengfa!

With the bonus of a hundred times talent, Lin Yifan quickly comprehended this combat skill to a great extent, and the rest is to go further in actual combat.

Putting away the scroll, Lin Yifan then took out two stone slabs with ghostly marks on them. These were the stones he dug out from the stone room where he got the emperor's blood essence. Dao Yun, it's just that he hasn't observed it all the time.

Now that he took it out again, Lin Yifan frowned. He completely lost the feeling he had before. He only felt that it was really a ghostly talisman, and there was nothing useful about it.

"Impossible, my feeling before is definitely not wrong, it is definitely not an illusion!"

Lin Yifan whispered to himself, but what he saw now was the plain stone slab, nothing else.

After thinking about it, Lin Yifan made a decision, and a lotus seed of enlightenment appeared in his hand, which he threw into his mouth, and then it turned into a stream of clear water and spread across Lin Yifan's body.

Although the emperor's will has not been improved, Lin Yifan's eyes lit up, and he felt the Dao rhyme on the stone slab again, and he really didn't feel wrong before!
There is a time limit for realizing that lotus seeds can improve their comprehension. Lin Yifan didn't think about anything else, and concentrated on looking at the depictions on the stone slabs, feeling the artistic conception in them.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Yifan breathed a sigh of relief, the clearness in his eyes disappeared, and he returned to his normal look.

The above record made Lin Yifan quite surprised. He had a strange spell, which was similar to Ji Yun's Sprinkling Beans and Soldiers before. any look.

Although he has no offensive ability, Lin Yifan is quite new to this secret technique, and it should be useful in some places.

Standing up, Lin Yifan walked to the coffee table, holding a teapot in his hand, and then the aura slowly spread over it, and threw it to the ground.

When the teapot was about to fall to the ground, the teapot indeed suddenly emitted some green smoke, and then transformed into Nangong Xian'er, which looked lifelike, including breath and demeanor.

All this was because Lin Yifan was fairly familiar with Nangong Xian'er. If he was an ordinary person, Lin Yifan would have to rely on his own imagination for his demeanor and character.

"Holy Master Lin, the night is getting dark, why don't we rest?" Nangong Xian'er said with a smile on her face, completely unable to see the slightest difference.

With a smile in his eyes, Lin Yifan nodded slightly and said, "Yes, this technique is miraculous, and it will be really useful in certain occasions!"

Just when Lin Yifan wanted to control Nangong Xian'er to do some other performances, the space really froze suddenly, Nangong Xian'er's figure dissipated like foam, the teapot was also shattered into powder, and a tyrannical force attacked Lin Yifan And go!

Lin Yifan frowned slightly, and punched out, dissipating the power invisible. Fortunately, he had protected his surroundings, otherwise the inn would have been destroyed by this punch.

A few seconds later, there was no abnormality in the inn, Lin Yifan was relieved, doubts flashed in his eyes, he was somewhat familiar with the power just now, it was the breath of Nangong Xian'er when he ran away.

"Could it be that the power in Nangong Xian'er's body can still feel that she has been offended, and that's why it came here to destroy the body that just pretended to be Nangong Xian'er?"

Lin Yifan guessed out loud. To be honest, he still doesn't understand the source of the sudden violent power in Nangong Xian'er's body, including Ying Ziyue. These two women are very mysterious.

Although Lin Yifan felt that this guess was very correct, he was not the person involved after all, and only Nangong Xian'er knew what was going on, or the power in Nangong Xian'er's body knew it herself.

No longer thinking about it, Lin Yifan sat cross-legged on the bed, forgetting what happened just now, and no longer thinking about these illusory things.

Soon it was early morning, Lin Yifan walked out of the inn and looked up at the sky, the sky was a little gloomy, without a ray of sunlight, giving people a feeling of oppression.

He is going back to the ancient holy land today, and the secret of writing is very important to him. After preparing, Lin Yifan is going to go to the Land of Burning Flame to see the situation. The source of the fire should be relatively well-known, and he didn't have to spend too much effort to find it.

Just when Lin Yifan was about to walk out of Luocheng, the sound of discussion in his ears made him frowned.

"Dude, have you heard about what Feng Sheng did? Tsk tsk, he has completely lost his face for many years. When I first heard about it, my jaw almost dropped!"

"This matter is now spreading in the ancient continent. Whoever you say doesn't know, but Feng Sheng has indeed gone too far."

"Hehe, for the sake of Holy Master Lin's mastery of secret techniques, he would not hesitate to send his own apprentice to the guillotine. I really don't know how this kind of person was selected among the Nine Emperors and Ten Saints!"

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