The moon's stars are scarce, and the brilliance is bright and clean.

Under the towering tree, Ye Fan asked suspiciously: "Who are you? Why are you looking for me?"

The old man in Chinese costume laughed.

"Little brother, don't be nervous. The three of us came to the wetland park to play and happened to see you. My granddaughter bluffed and disturbed you. I'm so sorry."

"Come to play in this remote park at night, who are you bluffing?"

At this time, the girl calmed down and was very dissatisfied with Ye Fan's attitude. She hummed, "What is your tone, do you know who my grandfather is?"

"Who has anything to do with me."

Ye Fan looked indifferent, sat cross-legged again, and said coldly; "I'm going to continue to vomit, you leave quickly, don't disturb me."

"you!"

The girl stomped her feet in anger.

The old man in the Tang suit smiled and said: "Little brother, my granddaughter is young, so don't care about her. I think you have a deep understanding, you are a great master at a young age, and you have a relationship with you. I don't know the name of the little brother?"

"Ye Fan."

"Good name." The old man exclaimed, and then said: "The old man's surname is Jiang."

Ye Fan's eyes flashed.

Good guy, only the surname was revealed, the name was not mentioned, it seems that the identity is not simple; plus the old man's temperament that is not angry and prestige, and the young guard with a gun in the back.

All factors show that--

——The old man in Tang suit is a superior person!

"This is my granddaughter, Jiang Ting."

When the words fell, I only heard Jiang Ting proudly holding his chin up, "It doesn't matter if I haven't heard of it, but you only need to know that in the world, everyone who sees my grandpa will be honored as Jiang Gong."

Mr. Jiang!

Ye Fan frowned.

Impressive.

Because the title "gong" is not something ordinary people can use.

It seems that he still underestimated the identity of the old man. The Jiang family seems to be a super big family, does it come from the capital?

Xue Guan went to the capital, and will call tomorrow to ask if there is a big family surnamed Jiang in the capital.

"Old sir, disrespect and disrespect."

During this time, Ye Fan came interested and got up to greet.

When Jiang Ting saw this, she was quite satisfied, but still proudly said, "Ye Fan, my grandfather praised your vomiting technique very much. You can honestly explain what strength it is now."

"Girl, don't be rude."

Old Jiang scolded.

In his opinion, Ye Fan can penetrate the trunk in one breath, this method has reached the level of a master.

What is a master?

There are many capable people and strangers in the world, and there are countless kung fu masters, but those who can be called masters are all masters.

At this stage, strength, speed, penetration, reaction power, and other aspects surpass ordinary people, with one enemy ten, dozens of enemies, or even hundreds of enemies.

And above that, is the master.

Grandmaster, plucking leaves hurts people, exhales and kills people. This is because the master masters some cultivation methods and can use the power of the body.

For example, the "qi" exhaled by Ye Fan just now is a kind of power; for ordinary people, it is just a simple breath in and out; but for the master, it can be used as a weapon to kill people in the air.

This is the master of martial arts.

Jiang Ting naturally knew, but she didn't care.

Martial arts masters are rare and powerful. However, there are many martial arts masters in the family; moreover, grandpa was even more terrifying than the martial arts masters.

So, why not fear this disciple!

"Little brother Ye is already a martial arts master at a young age. How can you be a yellow-haired girl who can profanity? Apologize immediately."

Old Jiang reprimanded.

Jiang Ting pouted and said stubbornly; "Grandpa, isn't he just a master? What's so strange."

"You girl, I'm really spoiled by me."

"forget it."

Ye Fan waved his hand, not in the mood to care about a little girl.

Old Jiang smiled bitterly: "Little friend ignore her, let's have a good chat. It's hard to see a young master, I won't let you go easily."

"Please."

Ye Fan and the old man sat down.

He could see at first glance that the old man's skills were extraordinary, even a little unfathomable; this feeling was the first time I saw him.

"Little friend, where do you learn from?"

"To be honest, I don't know who my master is. After teaching me the craft for a few years, he disappeared."

"That seems to be a peerless expert who travels everywhere." Old Jiang admired and coughed violently.

Ye Fan said, "You are violent, and time is running out."

boom!

Suddenly, Elder Jiang, Jiang Ting, and the young guards behind them were all startled and looked at Ye Fan with widened eyes.

"I know how to heal, you can see it."

Ye Fan explained.

"The location of this wetland park is unique, and the feng shui belongs to Yin. Yin Qi is strongest in the early morning. Breathing and adjusting your breath here will help you suppress the fire poison in your body."

"Am I right?"

The shocked look on Old Jiang's face faded, and what was changed was a sense of depth and place.

Ye Fan didn't care.

Even if the three of them work together, it is not worth mentioning in front of him.

certainly.

If the old man was in his heyday, he would be a little uncertain, but now the old man is serious and his life will be soon. It is the end of the force, he is fearless.

As for the so-called "yin air", it's something mysterious.

Ye Fan actually didn't understand.

It's just that when I was studying art with the old man, I often heard the old man mention it, and let him remember that these things would be involved in the future.

Later, after learning medical skills and combining the Yin and Yang Five Elements, Ye Fan understood a little, but he was still ignorant.

"Suppression is useless."

Ye Fan shook his head and analyzed seriously: "Forced suppression will only speed up the time of the outbreak. Once the limit is reached, the result will be an outbreak, and you will die instantly."

Old Jiang said: "Fire poison is yang, I want to come to reconcile yin and yang."

"You are not reconciling, you are reconciling poison." Ye Fan said with a smile, "Poison cannot be reconciled. The only way is to force it out."

"Oh, who doesn't want to force a fire poison, but it's not easy. The three major medical saints of Daxia have shown me all of them, and they are helpless."

Old Jiang sighed bitterly, his eyes long.

"However, I have been alive for so long, and I don't care about life and death. Thirty years have passed, and that's enough!"

"Thirty years!"

Ye Fan was surprised.

This fire poison is very powerful, the old man has carried it for thirty years, and his body is still so tough now. It is really barbaric.

This physical quality is unreasonable.

"Hey."

Jiang Ting yelled and asked, "You said you know how to heal, and you can see my grandpa's illness at a glance. Can you cure it?"

"It can be cured."

Ye Fan nodded.

Although this fire poison is tricky, he can still be cured with "The Nine Dragons Needle", but it just takes time.

But when the three Jiang Ting heard the "three words" Ye Fan said, their hearts couldn't be calm.

Especially Elder Jiang, his heart is ready to move.

The young guard couldn't help but ask: "Are you talking big? Or you are a liar. The three medical saints are helpless. You actually said that it can be cured. Are you better than the medical saints."

"The three major medical saints?" Ye Fan curled his lips, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and said playfully: "After all, they are my ineffective students!"

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