"Little friend Yang, you are indeed a world-famous miracle doctor. The prescription he prescribed seems ordinary, but the effect is so miraculous. It's really admirable."

After giving Yang Yunfan a slap in the face, Taoist Wuya smiled slightly and said pointedly: "After Junior Brother Wufeng recovers from his injury, I will definitely hold a banquet in honor of little friend Yang. I heard that little friend Yang likes to eat game that has spiritual energy the most?"

"There are many spiritual beasts kept in captivity on my Kunlun Mountain. They were originally trained as mounts for disciples after they reach the foundation-building realm, or as mountain-guarding spiritual beasts. However, for distinguished guests like Yang Xiaoyou, Pindao can make an exception."

Taoist Wuya's heart swept away the anger just now, and he was filled with gratitude towards Yang Yunfan.

He was even willing to treat the spiritual beasts that the Kunlun Sect had painstakingly cultivated as chicken, duck, and fish meat for Yang Yunfan to eat and drink.

This shocked the other elders secretly, but at the same time they didn't say anything to refute.

After all, the life and death of Taoist Wufeng has nothing to do with Yang Yunfan. In fact, Yang Yunfan can do nothing and just wait for the result quietly in the main hall of Yuxu Palace. However, Yang Yunfan took the risk of offending the Kunlun Sect.

Breaking into this side hall, he acted righteously and rescued Taoist Wu Feng.

This makes the Kunlun Sect owe a huge favor!

Yang Yunfan is the savior of Taoist Master Wu Feng, so he is naturally a distinguished guest of the Kunlun Sect. A few spiritual beasts, and the Kunlun Sect has a great cause, so what does it matter?

Besides, as a cultivator, no one can guarantee that one day he will be injured or poisoned.

Knowing a miracle doctor like Yang Yunfan, wouldn't it be equal to one more life?

Thinking of this, the Kunlun elders who were usually aloof came out one after another and began to have a relationship with Yang Yunfan.

"Mr. Yang, when we return to Tianfeng, we still have a lot of fine wine. I brewed it from the jade spring on the top of Kunlun Snow Mountain. The taste is extremely mellow. If you are free, Mr. Yang can come and have a drink with me when I return to Tianfeng and enjoy it.

Snow scene.”

"Mr. Yang, we at Tianjian Peak have many ancient books on formations. I heard that Mr. Yang, like Pindao, likes to study formations. Why don't you come to Tianjian Peak when you have time and study them with Pindao."

"Mr. Yang, we..."

These Kunlun elders opened their mouths one after another, inviting Yang Yunfan to attend the meeting at their branch mountain peak.

Suddenly, Yang Yunfan became very popular.

"You are so polite, elders. I will definitely go and sit with you when I have time."

Yang Yunfan did not expect this, but since all the elders were well-known figures in the world of cultivation, he was too embarrassed to refuse, so he agreed to them all.

"Junior brothers, Junior Brother Wu Feng's injury has just improved and he needs to rest. Let's go out first. Don't disturb Junior Brother Wu Feng here." Taoist Wu Ya saw that Master Wu Feng was no longer seriously injured and fell into a deep sleep.

The elders ordered.

"What the head teacher said is that we go out first and then talk."

As a result, more than a dozen elders of the Kunlun Sect exited the side hall one after another.

Different from the solemn atmosphere and solemn expressions on their faces just now, they walked out now, talking and laughing, and were extremely happy.

This made the dozens of Taoist Master Wufeng's disciples kneeling outside very dissatisfied.

The leader, a disciple in his early thirties, stood up suddenly.

He wiped away his tears fiercely, glared at the elders, and rebuked loudly: "Master uncles, why are you so happy that my master has just become an immortal? Even if my master is a bit old-fashioned in normal times and has offended all the uncles,

But after all, he is also your fellow disciple. Now, my master’s body is still cold, but you are laughing and joking outside the mourning hall, which really makes the disciples’ teeth grow cold!”

"ah?"

Being scolded by a junior disciple in person, all the elders of the Kunlun Sect were suddenly stunned.

"Lingfeng, you misunderstood..." Then, a young elder stepped forward and whispered a few words in the disciple's ear.

When the leading disciple heard this, he immediately turned from anger to joy. He stared at the elder with stern eyes and said, "Uncle Master, is what you said true? My master is not dead?"

The elder couldn't help but was speechless and said: "I am the leader of the Rejuvenation Peak. How can I deceive a junior like you? If you don't believe me, go in and see for yourself!"

"Master, this matter is of great importance. Please forgive me for being rude once."

After hearing this, the disciple kowtowed to the side hall, then opened the door and walked in.

He walked to the bed and saw that the clothes in front of his master were covered with blood, and there were a lot of blood stains on the ground beside the bed. Obviously, his master was vomiting blood very badly. The injury just now must be

Very serious.

However, at this moment, he saw his master lying quietly on the bed, breathing long and calmly, obviously doing exercises and harmonizing his inner breath.

Once he can reconcile himself, with his master's cultivation, it will probably take just a few days for this internal injury to heal.

"Master, you are indeed alive. Uncle Master did not lie to me!"

Thinking of this, he immediately exited the room very happily.

The other disciples saw that their senior brother went in to see the master's body, but when he came out, his face was full of joy, and they all frowned and couldn't help but said: "Senior brother, are you crazy too? Master just died, you

But you're smiling so happily? Are you worthy of Master's spirit in heaven?"

The older disciple's eyes suddenly widened and he shouted: "What are you talking nonsense about? Master is not dead! He is doing very well now. His breathing is steady and his inner breath is long. Otherwise, he will recover in a few days."

"What?"

When several other disciples heard this, they all froze there, it was really hard to accept it.

A disciple pointed in the direction of the cliff to the west and muttered: "Senior Brother, I remember that the death knell has sounded several times just now..."

Hearing this, the senior brother looked extremely embarrassed. He touched his head and didn't know what to say.

"Um, I don't know the specific situation. It's just that less than half an hour after the headmaster announced the master's death, Mr. Yang of Tiandao and Taoist Master Yunlong of Qingcheng Mountain came. They entered the side hall.

After staying there for about an hour, Master came back to life!"

"Is it true?"

When the other disciples heard this, they all suddenly realized.

A disciple interjected: "I heard that Taoist Master Yunlong is the best at refining elixirs. Maybe he carried some kind of great return elixir with him and saved the master. Such a great kindness and virtue, we Chongxiao Peak disciples must take good care of it."

Repay Taoist Master Yunlong!"

At this time, a young disciple said: "I heard that there are several disciples from Qingcheng Mountain participating in this Dou Immortal Arena competition. If I meet a disciple from Qingcheng Mountain in the arena, I am willing to give in to show my respect for Taoist Master Yunlong."

"I do too!"

"I do too!"

Other disciples who participated in this Dou Xiantai competition came forward one after another.
Chapter completed!