President Bingshan's Personal Crazy Doctor

Could it be that Lin Beixuan left something behind?
Lin Yifan couldn't think of what would be the backhand. He actually didn't feel any surprise. For a character like Lin Beixuan, it is normal to have any situation, otherwise he would not be able to talk to him across the endless era.

In the pitch-black space, two figures stood and sat on the high platform. The atmosphere was eerily quiet, and no sound came out.

But at this moment, something suddenly floated out of Lin Yifan's Qiankun bag, which was the token of Zhan Tianzong.

At this moment, the token was emitting a faint light, and it didn't emit any breath. It quietly and unknowingly passed through the protection set up by the old man of green blood, and disappeared into this space in the blink of an eye.

The old man Bixue didn't seem to feel anything, he was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, powerful soul power poured out, encroaching on Lin Yifan's body.

It wasn't until the start of the seizure that he felt that he had underestimated this little guy. What he thought was easy, now it seemed that it still took some time. Lin Yifan's soul power was really not weak.

But this didn't make him feel unhappy, because it represented the development of Lin Yifan's body in all aspects, it could indeed be regarded as a perfect body, and such a body would soon be occupied by him!
On the ground of the mass grave, the quiet moonlight shines on the earth, making the space between the sky and the earth not so dark, but the visible distance is not so far.

Suddenly, a light suddenly appeared three meters above the ground. If you look carefully, you can find that it is a token. The workmanship is extremely exquisite, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a handicraft.

And after the token paused in the air for a few seconds, it seemed to find its direction, and flew towards a direction in a flash of light, passing through countless objects on the way, as if it were unreal.

After 30 seconds passed, the token stopped on a small mound. The tombs here are not densely packed. There is only this small mound. Before the small mound, there is a tombstone made of stone, which says something handwriting.

If Lin Yifan was here at this moment, he would be surprised to find that the owner of this tomb is also a member of Zhan Tianzong, and he has even been here several times, and once gave the tomb owner drinks.

Under the moonlight, the exquisite token vibrates slowly, and every vibration can loosen the small mound, and dust and sand particles will be scattered from time to time, and the height of the small mound will slowly drop as a result.

After a short ten seconds passed, the small soil slope had almost disappeared, and there was only a single stone tablet standing on the spot, and there was nothing else.

But the vibration of the token didn't stop there, it was still shaking slowly, and the dust on the ground also began to dissipate, gradually spreading downward.

After the ground went down to one meter, the token stopped vibrating, and quietly suspended in midair, without the slightest abnormal behavior.

And at the position where the token was shaken, a transparent crystal coffin was exposed to the air. The whole coffin seemed to be made of water, and it looked extremely transparent.

It is precisely because of this that people can easily see the figure lying in the crystal coffin.

It was a young man with a handsome face, like a scholar in the secular world, but he was not dressed like a weak scholar. He was wearing a black robe with gold thread seams on it. Make some lines, quite heroic.

He didn't know how long he had been buried here, but his appearance and body didn't change at all, as if he was still alive, and even his complexion looked extremely normal.

The next moment, the young man inside the crystal coffin suddenly opened his eyes. There was a moment of confusion in his eyes, but he quickly regained consciousness, and his eyes turned to look around.

After he saw the token floating in mid-air, he was slightly stunned, and then his eyes dimmed as if he understood something.

The young man reached out and pushed the cover of the crystal coffin away, then stood up slowly, picked up a saber beside him and hung it on his waist.

After he stepped out of the coffin and stood on the ground, the token suspended in mid-air flew to him automatically, and he held it in his hand.

After carefully looking at the token, the young man gave up, hung the token on his waist, and looked down at the lonely stone tablet standing there.

"Is this the catastrophe you mentioned, Master?" The young man said to himself, pulled up the stone tablet with one hand and read the words written on it.

A few seconds later, the stele was silently turned into dust in the hands of the young man, and he looked into the distance, everything was not as it was in his memory, which somewhat made him feel a little sad.

"Disciple Shan Qingyun, I will definitely live up to my master's entrustment, and I will definitely establish Zhan Tianzong, definitely!" The young man's tone was heavy, as if he had made some kind of decision in his heart.

A gust of wind blew by, and his figure dissipated with the wind, not even a shadow was left behind, the only thing left was the deep pit on the ground, and the crystal coffin.

In the depth of an unknown number of meters underground, the figure of Shan Qingyun suddenly appeared on the edge of the high platform. He was dressed in black clothes embroidered with gold, which was quite harmonious with the darkness here.

He first looked at the twelve stone long swords scattered on the high platform, and then looked at the green blood old man sitting cross-legged on the ground, his brows frowned slightly.

And the old man Bixue didn't seem to notice that anyone came here at all, and he was still doing what he should do on his own, looking haggard like a ghost.

Shan Qingyun looked at Lin Yifan's location again. The information he got from the token was to save the little guy in front of him. Although he didn't know why, his character made him not violate this matter.

Exhaling lightly, Shan Qingyun said: "Stop, you can't touch this person."

Naturally, he spoke to Old Man Bixue. Although his words were a little soft, they were clearly heard by Old Man Bixue, which he knew very well.

The old man Bixue had reached a critical moment at this moment. When he heard this sentence, his body trembled suddenly. He didn't know who would suddenly appear here at this time, but it was undoubtedly not a good thing.

And for some reason, he always felt that this voice was somewhat familiar, as if an old friend had come here.

This doubled the vigilance in his heart. The strength of the old man he was familiar with must be good, but he came here at this time and said such words, which had to make his heart skip a beat. come stronger.

After briefly stopping the all-round invasion of Lin Yifan's soul, the old man Bixue quickly opened his eyes, and then looked in the direction where the voice came from.

And when he saw Shan Qingyun, even though he couldn't see his face clearly, he could still see the deep surprise in his eyes, as if he didn't expect to see Shan Qingyun here.

"You, aren't you already dead?!" The old man Bixue couldn't help but said something, the look in his eyes was very complicated, all kinds of emotions were intertwined, but more of them were surprise and shock.

Shan Qingyun looked flat, shook his head and said: "You are not dead yet, why would I go before you, but this time you are really going to die, I couldn't kill you before, just because you are at your peak state and proficient in reflow I can only suppress you here."

"But now you are exhausted, and you even need to seek someone else's body to recover. Do you think you can survive in my hands?"

Listening to Shan Qingyun's calm and confident words, the old man's eyes flickered. He seemed to recall the scene of fighting with the opponent. As the No.1 of the younger generation of Zhan Tianzong, Shan Qingyun was even stronger than him. Be stronger, the fearless swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world, and in the end it will suppress him here, and his strength will be exhausted little by little.

It's just that he's not a vegetarian either, and at the last moment, using a curse method to contaminate Shan Qingyun's cause and effect can be said to be enough to make him die, so now he sees Shan Qingyun as if he saw a ghost.

He has absolute confidence in his means, even if Shan Qingyun was a strong man in the Emperor Realm at that time, he couldn't survive the terrifying power of the curse, but what's going on now?

Shan Qingyun seemed to have guessed what the old man Bixue was thinking, and he said softly: "You can't imagine the methods of our Zhan Tianzong. There are so many things that can bring people back to life. This is not an accident. Don't you understand why?"

"I understand." The old man Bixue let out a long breath, then he shook his head and said, "It's just that I didn't expect you to stay here and wait for me. Do you have to kill me in your eyes? I don't know now that it's over." How many years have passed, the enmity between us should have dissipated, and today you let me go, we are no longer enemies, isn't that good?"

Hearing this, Shan Qingyun smiled lightly, shook his head and said: "It's not that I want to wait for you, all of this is arranged by my master, I can't count the things he can count up to now, so I see you here You, I'm actually quite surprised."

"Your master? Zhenjun Beixuan?!" The old man Bixue looked even more surprised. He couldn't believe it, as if he didn't expect that even that person would be involved in this matter.

Shan Qingyun nodded slightly, and said: "Yes, so the meeting between you and me is not the result I want. To be precise, it may be fate, but this kind of fate is not a good thing for you."

Master Bixue's face was ugly, he suddenly looked at Lin Yifan who was restrained and fell into a coma, and asked in a deep voice: "Could it be all because of this kid?"

"What do you think?" Shan Qingyun asked back.