If Zhao Fan had a previous temper, he would not bother to treat this situation.

His medical skills are not that cheap, and he doesn't rely on this to make a living. He will never rush to treat someone.

However, Gu Xuanjing was a member of the Gu family after all, and now he was only the guards around him. He didn't want to waste more time, and his internal energy suddenly shook. The two guards who had just raised their arms flew out of the room like a cloud of flying in the mist.

He used a soft force. After these two people were sent out of the house, they were already dull and looked at Zhao Fan who had begun to calmly apply needles as if they had seen a ghost.

"He, how did he do it? Is this person a master of realm?"

"No wonder the leader is so respectful to him. He seems to say that he has saved the people from the leader's family several times. He is so young that he is actually a master of the realm of transformation!"

Although his strength is incomparable to being Gu Xuanjing's guard, he is also a master in the secular world.

Both of them have the strength of the hidden spirit. From their perspective, the realm of transformation is already a very remarkable master.

The suspicion and contempt just now disappeared in an instant, and the eyes of Zhao Fan were filled with fear and admiration.

"Bang"

After giving a needle, Zhao Fan saw the two guys' eyes like hungry wolf and the steps approaching the door. He frowned slightly, looked at him and waved his internal energy, and directly closed the door.

"Your physique is a bit special. If I guess correctly, it should be that the salt here has some impact on you. I just heard that you will go back in two days. There are a few packs of salt I brought from home here. You can change the ones you ate before, and there should be no problem after you go back."

After using the needle, he saw Gu Xuanjing spit out a large mouthful of black blood. Zhao Fan casually took a glass of water from the table and rinsed his mouth with a smile.

"Ah? Is it still a food problem? But I have done a lot of checks before, why didn't I find it out?"

Gu Xuanjing looked at the pool of black blood on the ground and felt an unprecedented smoothness between his chest and abdomen. In fact, he believed Zhao Fan's statement, but he still asked subconsciously.

"It's because your physique is a bit special, and it's not harmful to ordinary people, but it's a deadly poison for you. Even if it's a precise instrument blood test, it's difficult to find out the cause."

Zhao Fan smiled and did not explain more.

Gu Xuanjing is not a doctor, so he can't understand the explanation, so he can only waste his words. He just needs to know whether the disease is cured and how to avoid it.

"Hey, I'm going to have a good meal with Mr. Zhao. Now it seems that I can only watch you eat!"

Gu Xuanjing felt his health improve and his mood improved a lot. He pointed to the delicious dishes on the table and joked with Zhao Fan.

"You also know that I have a public office. Although I have some rights, it cannot be used for private purposes. I also found out by chance about Mr. Zhao."

"The reason why we get the news so easily is because Mr. Zhao showed some things, which made many people talk about it."

"I also saw several videos taken by people on the scene. A group of people flew around in the snowy mountains like things shot in martial arts TV series. The speed was so fast that several videos slowed down many times before they could barely see their blurry appearance."

Gu Xuanjing knew the purpose of Zhao Fan looking for him, and before he could ask, he diligently helped him serve the dishes, while telling what he said he knew.

After Mo Feng returned, he had already explained the specific location when he was separated from the old man, and Gu Xuanjing discovered the old man's trace earlier. So his news was no longer of great significance to finding the old man.

What Zhao Fan wanted to see was the videos that Gu Xuanjing mentioned.

Zhao Fan had asked Mo Feng many times about the situation of that mysterious force, and Mo Feng had told him carefully every detail.

However, listening with your ears and seeing with your eyes are two different concepts.

Since you are passing by here, being able to watch those videos can also give Zhao Fan a relatively intuitive understanding.

Mo Feng never understood what kind of existence the mysterious force that could make the old man exhausted, and Zhao Fan knew nothing about it.

He was eager to solve the problem of the ancient martial arts forces and then went to find the old man, but naturally he felt that the old man might be in danger, so he was eager to find him and see if he could provide some help.

If you have the opportunity to figure out the origin of that mysterious force and know what they want to do, the probability of finding the old man will be greater. After finding it, you can face the opponent in a targeted manner, and naturally you will have a greater chance of winning.

Just like the situation where Zhao Fan had a fight with those gangsters on Xianfu Road that was posted online, there were many videos, almost overwhelming.

If Zhao Fan had the habit of surfing the Internet, although it was very far away from here, he would have the chance to see it.

However, the shooters of these videos cannot get close to them, so the shooting distance is very far, and there is no way to tell the reason on the phone.

After dinner, Zhao Fan arranged for the people from Tianlongyuan to wait here, and then with the help of Gu Xuanjing, he found professional equipment, slowed down, zoomed in, and watched the video one by one.

It was a big battle, and the old man fought fiercely with one against three.

However, from beginning to end, the old man was at a disadvantage and most of the time he was defending.

Because his opponent can actually fly.

This kind of flying is not flying, but stays in the air for a relatively long time.

The old man's Zhuanxu's horse steering step is at least six levels. With the internal energy turning, he can jump to a height of more than ten meters in the air and has a certain amount of power to fight back. However, after all, he cannot stay in the air, so he will be very passive in the battle.

However, he at least has the strength of a master after all. Although the opponent has an advantage, he can never do anything to him.

Zhao Fan looked at it very carefully and never missed every frame.

Soon, he discovered something he hadn't discovered before.

There was also a faint misty light on those people.

But the weather was very good that day, and the place where the old man and his friends fought was in the snowy mountains. Under the snow light, they would not have discovered it at all if they had not looked carefully.

"A man of the Tao?"

Zhao Fan whispered, and could only make some guesses for the time being.

He already knew that after completing the nameless martial arts, he had completely broken out of the scope of martial arts and was a kind of practice of Taoism.

The visions revealed by those people are too similar to the situations he had when he was practicing, which made him have such guesses.

After an hour of delay, when Zhao Fan returned to the hotel again, he found that the staff in Tianlongyuan had more than doubled in just a short period of time.

Mo Feng kept in touch with the Tianlong Academy staff who came from all over the world. They had to pass by here when they wanted to reach the agreed battle site. Knowing that Zhao Fan was staying here, they simply came to meet.

People here are so quaint. After seeing Zhao Fan, these people just secretly clasped their fists and saluted him without saying much.

Although they already knew most of the things Zhao Fan and others did these days, some people still looked at Zhao Fan with some doubts.

He is too young and in his twenties, he possesses the strength of a master, and even solves two masters of the Grandmaster level, making them subconsciously unable to believe it.

Each courtyard has its own jurisdiction. As long as the monk Pratyekabuddha, Taoist Yunlong, Wei Xiangyun, Dorji and others obey his arrangements, no matter how others think about it, it has come to this time. Even if Zhao Fan wants to take it into consideration, he can't take it into consideration.

Vehicles of all kinds left the town in batches, with the same goals, all heading towards the northwest.

The war thirty years ago took place deep in the Gobi Desert. This kind of place is vast and sparsely populated, and there is not even a serious place name in many places. At that time, everyone saw a half-dead red willow there, so they simply gave the place name of the place where the battle was called Hongliutan.

There is only one red willow, and perhaps it is nowhere to be found now, but the blood of the war at that time has dyed a vast Gobi Desert blood red.

The convoy took nearly three hours to reach its destination.

It was already evening, and the sky was dark. The breeze roared in the empty neighborhood, making a harsh and shrill sound, like countless evil spirits roaring in unison.

Thirty years have passed, and there are very few people who have participated in the war that year. Taoist Yunlong is counted as one, Master Pratyekabuddha is counted as one, Wei Xiangyun is counted as one, and Mo Feng has never participated in that year.

At that time, they were not very old and not very strong. Although they had reached the level of the master, they still felt scared when they saw the escaping from death.

The changes in the current situation made the ancient martial arts forces and the Tianlong Academy a little anxious, and they all wanted to solve the opponent in one go.

Therefore, the battle that was relatively restrained in the past was completely out of control. At the beginning, it was still fighting against soldiers and generals. I don’t know what aroused the anger of both sides and directly turned into a melee.

After everyone parked the car in the distance, they headed towards Hongliutan and heard them talk about the situation back then, and their mood became heavier.

After walking for a while, Mo Feng's phone rang again. When he answered the phone, he heard the roar of the car engines behind him, and another huge convoy arrived.

By this time, more than 170 people had gathered in Tianlong Academy.

Zhao Fan felt that there were a lot of people, and the faces of Taoist Yunlong and others were a little ugly, and they all shook their heads quietly.

In the war thirty years ago, no one sent by the Tianlong Courtyard was the only one who sent a manpower.

Thirty years later, the Tianlong Academy has fallen to this point. Only those who have experienced it personally can experience the sorrow.

Everyone seemed to be more confident about the outcome of this battle. Everyone, including several arch masters, had some determination on their faces. In the team, various doubts began to appear.

"I heard that there were thousands of people in the ancient martial arts forces thirty years ago. Even if the war thirty years ago caused their vitality to be severely damaged, it is impossible that there are only as few people as we do, right?"

"What did the old home owner think? Such a big thing was left to a young man with no hair to deal with. Isn't this taking us to die?"

"Before leaving, I had already explained the funeral. After all, we have the imprint of the Tianlong Academy. Even without this war, the people of the ancient martial arts forces will not let me go. I hope that this battle will not be victorious or defeated, and this matter can end here!"

Before the war began, the morale of the Tianlongyuan side had already fallen to the bottom.
Chapter completed!