Urban ancient fairy doctor

Everyone present was still immersed in the shock just now, and was startled by everything that happened suddenly.

Che Shengchong was holding his head in agony. He had just smashed a stone and his head was bleeding.

But now his sea of ​​consciousness exploded, and the pain was a thousand times more severe than a flesh wound. This was the consequence of spiritual backlash. He originally thought that how could Ye Bufan achieve such a big improvement in such a small sect, and that he must have used some dishonorable means.

Since his mental power and real strength are definitely inferior to his own, that's why he dared to use the divine consciousness technique for a sneak attack.

The result was good, it didn't hurt anyone at all, but it backfired on me like this. The sneak attack of the divine consciousness technique was silent and no one else knew what happened.

Gong Taikang was startled and quickly helped him up: "What's going on? Who hurt you like this?"

"It's him...it's him..." Che Shengchong endured the pain of his head exploding and pointed at Ye Bufan.

Realizing that he is completely useless, such a violent backlash against his sea of ​​consciousness will inevitably result in heavy losses. It will be extremely difficult to improve in the future, and he may be destined to be an ordinary person for the rest of his life.

Not long ago, he was a genius that attracted much attention in the entire sect, but now he has become a waste.

In addition to pain, he felt resentment in his heart. He wished that Gong Taikang would slap Ye Bufan to death and avenge himself.

"Damn it, you dare to hurt my disciple." Gong Taikang was full of anger. At this moment, he also found a point to vent, and reached out to grab Ye Bufan.

Kuxuzi, who had been hunched over and looking humble, had a gleam in his eyes, but then the light dissipated and returned to his previous appearance.

But at this moment, a figure stood in front of Ye Bufan, and it was the Archdeacon Cangji. He raised his hand and waved, and the broad sleeves of his robe shook Gong Taikang away.

"What are you going to do? What kind of place do you think this is? How dare you attack the disciples participating in the assessment casually!" As soon as he said these words, Gong Taikang regained his composure instantly. He was only the eighth-level Yuan Emperor, and was completely inadequate in front of the ninth-level powerhouse. Look, besides, what they represent is the Vientiane Heavenly Palace.

"Master Deacon, you have also seen that this kid unexpectedly attacked one of my disciples. It is an unforgivable crime." Cang Ji looked at Che Shengchong who was in great pain: "Tell me clearly what is going on."

"The deacon is like this. He suddenly attacked me with his spiritual consciousness technique and injured me like this." At this time, Che Shengchong still wanted to drag Ye Bufan into the water.

Cang Ji's eyes flickered and he looked at Ye Bufan: "Is that so?"

"He was the one who attacked me with his spiritual consciousness skills. Maybe he didn't master the skills well enough and suffered the backlash." As soon as he finished speaking, Gong Taikang shouted: "That's nonsense. It was obviously you who hurt my disciple." Ye Bufan smiled slightly and ignored him, but looked at Cang Ji: "Master Steward, with your strength, you should be able to check whether the damage to the sea of ​​consciousness was caused by an attack from the divine consciousness or a backlash. Please investigate the matter. Be clear and give me justice and innocence."

"That's natural." Cang Ji was always an upright person. He didn't hesitate at this moment, and his powerful consciousness instantly enveloped Che Shengchong.

Even before the injury, a Yuan Zun-level powerhouse could not withstand the mental power of the ninth-grade Yuan Emperor. Moreover, now that Che Taichong's sea of ​​consciousness had been severely damaged, there was no way he could resist at all.

Normally, there is a huge difference between a spiritual attack and a backlash wound, just like a person's body being cut by a sword or being injured by an explosive. The results are completely different, and there is not much difficulty in distinguishing them.

Soon Cang Ji withdrew his consciousness and his expression became extremely gloomy.

"How dare you, the boss, dare to sneak attack the participating disciples in front of me, and refuse to repent, and beat him up, what kind of crime should you deserve!" The identity of the great deacon coupled with the pressure of the ninth-grade Yuan Emperor, everyone present was silent for an instant, no one dared A little bit of doubt.

The same goes for Gong Taikang. In fact, he could guess what was going on. He was just trying to fish in troubled waters just now.

Since you can't touch it, you can only accept it honestly. After all, the Vientiane Heavenly Palace is not something that a small sect like him can provoke. The level difference is too big.

At this moment, Che Sheng poured cold water on his head and woke up from the abnormal hatred. Only then did he realize how big a mistake he had made.

How could he dare to quibble at this moment? He fell to his knees with a plop and said, "Deacon, spare your life!"

"I have made it clear before, anyone who dares to violate the rules will die!" After Cangji said, he slapped out with his palm. Che Shengchong had no resistance at all. He was directly beaten into a meat pie, and even his soul could not escape. Gotta come out.

Then he looked at Gong Taikang with a cold expression: "For the sake of ignorance, I will spare you once. If there is a next time, Dongyue Sect will not come to compete again."

"Thank you, Mr. Deacon." Gong Taikang bowed his body, not daring to have any dissatisfaction, and fled here in embarrassment with the people from the sect.

"Okay, let's continue the assessment." Cang Ji continued to preside over the scene and assess people from other sects. After the assessment on Pingsha Island, Mrs. Rong left with Tantai Jing and a group of disciples, but Long Popo and Yun Qianyin came to Kuxuzi.

Yun Qianyin said: "Gong Taikang is a narrow-minded villain. He does not dare to provoke the chief deacon, but he must have remembered this grudge. He may cause trouble for Yunhaizong. You must be careful in the future."

"I know, I'll pay attention when I get back." Kuxuzi still has a hunched body and a humble attitude.

"If you have anything to do, you can come to Ziyue Mountain. The old woman is not afraid of Dongyue Sect." Granny Long confessed and left with everyone in her sect. Piaoxiang Valley also left with her. Kuxuzi took Ye Bufan back to Yunhai Sect. .

"Master, there are some things that I can't understand. You are obviously stronger than those people, why are you so low-key?"

"This is something that can't be helped. If it hadn't been like this, Yunhaizong would have been gone long ago." Kuxuzi sighed, his rickety body looking even more miserable.

"Hurry up and improve your strength. Only if you are strong enough can I dare to tell you some things. But don't worry, as long as I am here, no one can hurt you, and no one can touch me, Yun Hai Sect." At this point, his demeanor changed, as if he was a different person, extremely domineering.

Ye Bufan secretly sighed in his heart, this is definitely an old man with a story, and he doesn't know how many secrets are hidden behind him.

After returning to the sect, Ning Cailing and Jin Sanyuan did not come out. They devoted themselves to studying the Qiankun Air Control Technique in their rooms, and they had reached a state of selflessness.

As for Ye Bufan's test results, they didn't take it to heart at all. It would be their fault if such a monster failed to pass the test.

"Okay, you should go back and seize the time to improve your cultivation. After all, the second round of assessment will involve actual combat, and it will not be as simple as this time."

"Don't worry, Master, I won't let you down." Ye Bufan returned to his thatched house. When he closed the door, a cold light flashed in Ku Xuzi's eyes, and then he disappeared on the spot.