703: C703 It's Just a Sense of View

C703 It's Just a Sense of View

"Get out of here! Don't stop me! "

Cui Pingxia felt that it was very normal to take off his clothes and dance at this moment.

He didn't understand why the security guards wanted to stop him.

Furthermore, everyone was clearly very happy to see this.

"Big brother, are you sick!? This is a high-end restaurant, how can we allow such a vulgar scene to appear?"

This was also the first time many security guards had encountered such a thing. They were slightly helpless, but they were even more surprised.

"You guys be careful, he might be a mental patient." Ye Fan reminded them from the side.

The security guards agreed.

If he wasn't mentally ill, how could he like to be exposed?

At this time, someone in the crowd actually recognized Cui Pingxia.

"Eh? I think I have seen him somewhere before. He seems to be pretty strong, and has some status in Jiang City."

"Indeed. He doesn't look like an ordinary person even though he wears it. It's just that this special habit of his is unbearable."

"If this were to spread out, what position would he have? He would lose all his face."

"Everyone, be careful. Mental patients don't pay with their lives for killing people."

...

Everyone cautiously retreated to the side.

However, the security couldn't do it. They could only brace themselves and attack.

But no matter what, Cui Pingxia was also a martial artist.

They naturally could not deal with him. They were all taken care of in no time.

"Haha, you bunch of trash dare to attack me?"

Immediately after, he felt somewhat unsatisfied.

He actually ran out of the restaurant.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes and looked at his back.

He secretly calculated the punishment he was about to face.

According to the law, deliberately exposing one's body was a terrible crime, and one had to be detained for 10 days or less.

Moreover, when using spiritual energy on ordinary people, the Martial Association had to criticize and educate them, and even put them under house arrest.

When the time came, he would greet Cui Pingxia and ask him to receive some 'preferential treatment' in the association.

He reckoned that he would not be in Jiang City for a short period of time.

Ye Fan did not expect to be able to settle a piece of trash after coming out for a meal. He was in a very good mood.

He returned home.

Ye Fan asked about the progress of the Lau family.

If he wanted to get rid of Zeng Yan, he had to be patient.

Wasn't he afraid of being late for a good show?

Suddenly.

His phone rang.

Ox Demon King: I heard you want to find someone to train with?

Always Drilling Wind: Uh... Black Mountain Old Demon's mouth is too loose. It's almost as big as the old lady's cotton pants and waist.

Ye Fan finally realized.

The biggest 'traitor' was Black Mountain Old Demon.

If he told him something, Ox Demon King would definitely know at the same time.

He even suspected that the old demon was a spy sent by Ox Demon King.

"Don't blame the old demon. After all, I am his superior."

"No, it's not. Mr Ox asked me this. Could it be that he has a good method to train himself?"

"Hehe, of course. Let go of your mind and follow me to a place."

"Swoosh!"

Ye Fan's expression changed. He had actually arrived at a dilapidated village.

He looked around.

The entire village was deathly silent.

Every family had the pain of zombies, and every room had the grief of crying.

They either closed the door and came, or died because of the Shrouding Clan.

In every corner, there were a few who were still alive, wailing endlessly on the spot, as if they could die at any time.

Ye Fan looked at the entrance of the village. There was an ancient willow tree. The thick tree trunk proved that it had been there for a long time. There were many bags of blessing hanging from it. It must be the hope of the entire village.

Originally, a peaceful and happy village, but now, it was as miserable as hell.

There was no war here, nor was there any conflict. The main cause of the tragedy was only the plague.

This was the first time Ye Fan had seen such a scene.

To be honest, it was a bit like 'Yue' coming out.

But Ox Demon King saw it and forced himself to swallow it.

Instead, he pretended to be calm and steady. His eyes were as deep as a pool of water, and one could not tell what he was thinking.

He secretly relaxed for quite a while.

Only then could Ye Fan breathe smoothly.

After that, he turned his gaze to Ox Demon King who was standing beside him.

This was the first time he had seen Ox Demon King's face. Not to mention, underneath his rough appearance, he was a little handsome.

Especially those two horns that were not concealed. They seemed to have experienced the vicissitudes of life and were full of scars, but they were actually as sharp as blades and could pierce through anything.

"Mr Ox, why did you bring me here?"

"Of course it's to train you."

Ox Demon King continued, "I'm afraid it will take Qiong Qi his entire life to cultivate to the Grandmaster realm."

"But you only used less than a year. Even if your body can withstand the forging of powerful energy, your state of mind is far from being able to keep up."

"If this goes on for a long time, it will be a small matter for you to lose control of yourself. It will be great if your body explodes and dies."

"Cultivation focuses on stability and consolidating one's foundation infinitely. Step by step, one footprint, advancing steadily."

" Oh, then what does that have to do with the Purgatory before us? " Ye Fan asked in a daze.

"F * ck! Initially, I thought you were talented and intelligent, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid."

After saying that, Ox Demon King gave him a headbutt to vent his anger.

"Hiss!"

Instantly, Ye Fan grimaced in pain.

This attack was too ruthless.

Should he be beaten to death?

Besides, I only asked the question in my heart, is there a need to be like this?

"Looking at the scene in front of you, do you not dare to think about it?"

Oh, so that's what I wanted to say.

He should have said it earlier.

Isn't it just an impression? I can easily write a thousand words.

Ye Fan hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath.

"En, from the initial look, I only feel that the villagers are pitiful. Those poor people whose bodies are festering and suffering from the plague are still not willing to give up on living."

Ox Demon King seemed to be very satisfied with what he heard. He smiled, rolled up his sleeves, and picked up the firewood by the side.

Then, he used the stove in the village to set up a big pot. He poured some water into it, and then put a few pill into it, letting it slowly boil.

It was as if he was going to save her.

Ye Fan continued.

"But if they continue to evolve, I think that life is precious, but they are pitiful people who want to live. They are so pitiful and have yet to give up their lives. How can we, ordinary people, do it?"

"The path of cultivation is originally a struggle, a struggle with the heavens, a struggle with others, a struggle against fate. We should..."

The more Ox Demon King heard, the uglier his expression became.

He was finally convinced.0

The more he spoke, the more out of tune he became.

He originally wanted to increase Ye Fan's experience, so that his state of mind would grow.

In the end, he finished it as homework, and all he said was the words Tang Tang.

Ye Fan didn't seem to feel Ox Demon King's anger.

He became more and more excited. He even took out a few pill from his Treasure Chest and threw them into the big pot.

Ox Demon King used low grade pill. Although it could cure the plague, it required time to rest and recuperate.

These few medicinal ingredients of Ye Fan were embroidered with flowers. As long as he drank it, the plague would be cured.

The medicinal fragrance gradually spread out.

The villagers who were originally lying on the ground seemed to have smelled the hope of survival. They tried their best to move towards the medicinal fragrance. Some people crawled over at the speed of a turtle, while those who were in better health slowly moved forward. This was the motivation that life gave them.

Ye Fan smiled and took out a bowl of medicine soup.

He went forward and handed it to the patients who were lying on the ground and hanging in one breath.

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