Wonderful Immortal Doctor

Tang Lingyu's words shocked Zhen Weizi so much that his face changed drastically.

"Senior, please take a look yourself!" Tang Lingyu chuckled and threw the phone to Zhen Weizi.

On the internal forum of the martial arts circle, the discussion about this battle was about to overwhelm the server.

Although Kunlun and the hidden sects intended to block the news, the truth could not be hidden after all, as there were too many martial artists watching the battle.

"What a Kunlun genius, he's only good looking but useless!"

"Bullshit, all the Taoist methods in the world come from Kunlun, a sacred mountain passed down from generation to generation. It's just that Ji Xuanyi himself is useless!"

"That's a bit biased. Ji Xuanyi is so young and yet he is an extraordinary being. How amazing!

When Ji Xuanyi was at the Grandmaster level, he also challenged the talented disciples of the hidden sects and won more than he lost. He is definitely one of the best. "

"Yes, there have been too many martial arts geniuses defeated by Ji Xuanyi. The reason why he lost so miserably this time can only be explained by the fact that Chen Wanli is too strong!"

"My master said that Chen Wanli is a genius that only appears once in a hundred years. He came from the martial arts world, but now he can beat the Kunlun genius. It's really amazing!"

"Chen Wanli even injured Master Hai. Could it be that he is already in the middle stage of the Transcendent?"

"No matter what, the fact that such a great man can emerge from the Jianghu should inspire us warriors! Fight bravely!"

In the martial arts forum, Chen Wanli has undoubtedly become the object of worship for countless martial artists.

Especially those martial artists, they worship him as an idol.

After reading it, Zhen Weizi's face turned gloomy.

However, he felt a little relieved when he saw Chen Wanli was injured by Hai Lingui.

"Chen Wanli is really rushing towards death! Kunlun has completely lost face this time!"

Zhen Weizi returned the phone to Tang Lingyu, walked aside, and whispered a few words to the other two extraordinary masters.

The three of them were whispering to each other, and Tang Lingyu did not inquire about it. However, she could already tell how dangerous this battle was just from these discussions.

Thinking of this, she called Chen Wanli, but no one answered.

In desperation, Tang Lingyu called Tang Yanran again.

When she learned that Chen Wanli was injured and unconscious, she didn't say much.

At this time, the three people from Zhenweizi seemed to have already discussed it.

"Let's change our itinerary and go to Baicheng in Myanmar and Yunnan first! Miss Tang, I know that Chen Wanli won the battle, and you may be excited again, but I advise you not to make mistakes.

You are different from him. As long as you wait for me to go to Kunlun honestly, you may not be absent from the road to becoming a saint in the future.

But Chen Wanli, every step from now on will be more dangerous than you can imagine."

Zhen Weizi said this with a complicated expression, then said no more and took the lead to step out.

The other two stood on Tang Lingyu's left and right, and their intention of holding him hostage was self-evident.

Tang Lingyu did not resist. Firstly, she was no match for her opponent. Secondly, the battle in the ring was over and Chen Wanli was in Lingshan and was not in danger. So she could go on this trip without any worries.

Let's see what these three did.

As far as she knew, in Baicheng, Myanmar and Yunnan, the Bai family was the most respected. It seemed that there was a local master of sorcery behind them. What connection could this have with Kunlun?

With three extraordinary people coming down the mountain, she didn't believe that Ye Wutan would have no plans or reactions.

At this time, it is better to stay still than to move, and wait for changes to occur.

Thinking of this, Tang Lingyu followed Zhen Weizi's footsteps and headed towards Baicheng!

……

On the Kunlun Mountains, there is a peak with an altitude of 8,000 meters, and the entire mountain is covered with snow.

However, right on this hillside, there is a piece of oasis grassland that seems like a miracle.

There are clusters of buildings here, and people coming and going, just like a small village.

It is hard to imagine that such a peaceful and warm space can exist in the snow-capped mountains with such a harsh climate.

At this time, Ji Xuanyi was carried into the temple building at the edge of the town.

It is called a temple because the building is very magnificent and it emits strange energy.

This energy is intertwined with the incandescent light that is invisible to the naked eye outside the village, together maintaining the warmth and peace of the entire town.

In the spacious main hall, an old man with white hair and beard, holding a whisk, was standing in front of Ji Xuanyi.

In terms of appearance, it is exactly the same as the phantom that healed Ji Xuanyi in the Kunlun Temple.

But compared to the divine light and phantom, the real person at this moment has an indescribable majesty.

He was like a truly otherworldly immortal. Standing in front of him, one could not help but kneel down and worship him.

He is one of the Seven Ancestors of Kunlun, Cang Huajue, and is also the Cang Ancestor who is highly respected by everyone!

No one knows what his real strength is!

After transcending the ordinary, there is the divine realm, and above the divine realm is the saint!

We can only guess that all seven ancestors are powerful beings in the divine realm!

But no one knows what the divine realm is like.

Because no one has ever seen them take action!

At this time, Hai Lingui, who stood proudly in the secular world, stood aside anxiously like a child who had made a mistake.

He snatched back Ji Xuanyi's remaining limbs and placed them under Ji Xuanyi.

“Ancestor Cang, I am incompetent and failed to protect Xuan Yi! That Chen Wanli is really… rebellious! Ye Wutan and Jiang Xia are trying their best to clear the way for him!”

Hai Lingui explained the situation in a low voice.

Cang Huajue remained silent throughout the entire time, but just frowned as he looked at his disciple Ji Xuanyi.

Ji Xuanyi was in a deep coma. He used his true Qi to protect his heart meridians and kept him hanging on with a single breath.

If I lose this breath, I will die at any time!

"Jiang Xia has been living in disgrace for many years, and now he stands up for Chen Wanli? When did he get in touch with Ye Wutian?"

Cang Huajue suddenly asked.

"I don't know. But it seems that when Jiang Xia sneaked down the mountain, it was Ye Wutan who provided him with an identity, and also that Ji Wushuang!"

Hai Lingui said nervously.

"Oh! All right, get out! Help me spread the word that whoever kills Chen Wanli can choose a person with the best talent from the younger generation to join our sect. I can also exempt one person from fifty years of hard labor!"

Cang Huajue's tone was very calm.

But Hai Lingui only felt his throat dry and his mouth parched. What was the difference between this and issuing a kill order?

This is equivalent to encouraging all the hidden sects and families to surround and kill Chen Wanli!

"I obey the order of Master Cang!" Hai Lingui bowed, took a few steps back, then turned around and strode out of the temple.

Cang Huajue circled around Ji Xuanyi's body for a few times and sighed softly:

"Among my direct disciples, you are the most arrogant and proud, and the most like me back then. Originally, I favored you the most and wanted to open the way to the Heaven Gate for me, but I couldn't bear it.

Now, it is God's will, and there is no choice!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cang Huajue flicked his whisk, and suddenly, a black energy crystal flew into Ji Xuanyi's body like a living thing.

The next second, Ji Xuanyi's entire body was covered in black air. The black mist formed a special energy that sucked his lower limbs, which were more than ten centimeters away, over out of thin air.