751: C751 I Am a Medical Student

C751 I Am a Medical Student

Come to Fatty's room.

Everyone sat down separately.

Ye Fan said faintly, "Fatty, you have improved a lot in the past. It is no longer possible for you to improve anymore."

"It is not something that can be done overnight. Therefore, you can only increase your control over the Spiritual Qi."

"What should we do?"

Ye Fan smiled slightly.... ""

After listening to his explanation.

Fatty Hu's eyes lit up. "Listening to your words is better than reading for ten years."

"I know, Mr Fan."

"Then you can focus on your cultivation," Mr Fan said.

Fatty Hu's cultivation technique was passed down from the family.

It was hard to determine how much it was worth.

However, it was more than enough for him, and it was a relatively powerful fire energy cultivation technique.

It was said that the practitioner could swallow fire and control fire. Those who cultivated to the great success stage could obtain the origin of fire and make all flames worship them.

Everyone left.

Fatty Hu's mind sunk into his body, and the red spiritual energy in his dantian circulated continuously from his seven meridians and eight meridians. It was unusually smooth.

Ever since Ye Fan helped him open his meridians.

The circulation speed of the Spiritual Qi was several times faster than before.

The surrounding temperature gradually rose, and the energy between heaven and earth continuously flowed into Ye Fan's dantian.

Fatty Hu was slightly surprised, and secretly accelerated the circulation of the spiritual energy, continuously accumulating more energy, and continuously extracting the impurities in the energy.

About four hours later, a cool breeze blew outside the house, blowing the flowers and plants in the courtyard.

The afterglow of the setting sun had already faded, leaving only a trace of moonlight illuminating the world. From outside the house, one could faintly see the flickering red light.

At this moment, Fatty Hu's clothes were completely ruined, revealing his fat body, full of your figure.

Beads of sweat continuously flowed out from his body, and traces of water vapor evaporated upwards.

Fatty Hu, who was already wrapped by the red energy, had already entered a state of emptiness. The energy in his Dantian increased, and the Qi Sea that stored the energy also became bigger.

Even he didn't expect this.

He had actually managed to cultivate to such a level of pericelestial one day.

Entering such a state of selflessness.

"Bang!"

Everything suddenly came to a halt. Fatty Hu hurriedly felt his own condition. He saw that the thick energy was eager to give it a try in his Qi Sea.

The fat and spirit all over his body seemed to be filled with joy, and all his fatigue disappeared.

This was obviously a small improvement.

He felt it again, and the spiritual energy in his body actually increased by thirty percent.

He believed that he only needed an opportunity to advance once again.

"Awesome! Too awesome!"

"Mr Fan, please accept my bow."

Fatty Hu knelt down in the direction where Ye Fan had left.

To be able to obtain such a noble person in his lifetime was simply akin to a green smoke rising from his ancestral grave.

At this moment, Ye Fan was leading the two beauties to watch the flowers in the courtyard. It was called relaxing and carefree...

Fatty Hu prepared to practice the familiarity of the cultivation method.

A scorching fireball gradually formed in his palm and he threw it out with a wave of his hand.

"Bang!"

"Clang!"

The huge fireball broke through the wooden table in the room and started to burn.

F * ck!

Fatty Hu's face darkened and he quickly went to put on his clothes.

...

"Put out the fire, put out the fire!"

Many family members shouted and prepared to go into the water.

Not long after.

There were already dozens of people surrounding the place.

"Why did the fire start all of a sudden?"

"Er... It seems like the young master was cultivating in his room."

"Haha, that's amazing! As expected of a powerful warrior at Transforming Strength, he can even order a house while cultivating."

"My son, are you alright?"

Patriarch Hu rushed over when he heard the news. His tone was full of worry.

"Father, I'm fine. Hurry up and put out the fire." Fatty Hu smiled bitterly.

"It's good that you're fine. It's good that you're fine."

"What's going on? Why are you using fireballs in the house?"

Patriarch Hu asked curiously.

There was a specialized training ground in the house that was fireproof, waterproof, waterproof, and anti-theft.

Why did he use his ability in the room?

Fatty Hu smiled awkwardly. "Hehe, when I cultivate to the key point, I feel a little lost."

Only then did Patriarch Hu begin to size up his son.

"You seem to have become stronger again!"

“ Yes, yes, my recent cultivation has been really fast."

"It's all thanks to Mr Fan's advice."

... "Did Ye Fan help you?"

"That's right." said Wang Yao.

Fatty Hu nodded his head heavily.

"If it wasn't for him, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the qualifications to participate in the battle."

"So that's how it is. That Ye Fan is really your benefactor."

At this moment.

The flames in the room had almost been saved.

Since they had discovered it earlier, they didn't suffer any huge losses.

After a few days of maintenance, they should be able to recover.

Patriarch Hu waved his hand. "Leave a few people to clean up the mess. The rest of you can disperse and return to your posts."

"Yes, Family Head!"

...

"Ye Fan, come and take a look too! This place is so beautiful. It's full of flowers, like an ocean." Anyang skipped around and looked at the scenery in front of her.

Looking at the spectacular scene, even Ye Fan was shocked.

In the secular world, this kind of place was extremely rare.

Just smelling it could make one relax and feel refreshed.

Yi Yi explained by the side, "Hehe, you might not know, but this place got its name because of the flowers. It's called Flower Mountain."

"It's said that it was a female sect before, but for some reason, the sect disappeared."

Ye Fan smiled. "It's hidden from the world, and it might have been eliminated by the current of time."

"How dare you!"

"The Colorful Sect is not someone you can talk about without thinking. "

At this moment, two girls suddenly appeared behind them.

They were wearing white long robes, looking like fairies that had descended to the mortal world, extraordinary and otherworldly.

Ye Fan revealed a surprised expression.2

"Could it be that the sects in the past still exist? Is it the Colorful Sect that you all are talking about?"

"Of course. We have hidden ourselves from the world, but that doesn't mean we have disappeared."

"Brat, if you dare disrespect our sect again, I'll smash your mouth."

One of the women was furious as she spoke fiercely.

Anyang couldn't stand Ye Fan being scolded, so she immediately retorted.

"Bragging on you."

"Besides, we didn't say that Colorful Sect was bad. Do you really need to be so serious?"

"You even threatened us. Do you really think you are invincible?"

"Our Martial Association isn't easy to bully."

The girl frowned.

"Martial Association? Hmph, it's just a dog, what's there to be proud of?"

At this moment.

Displeased expressions appeared on their faces.

When did we become dogs when we work for the country?

"Clean up your mouth." Anyang said coldly.

Ye Fan laughed. "Forget it. Don't lower yourself to their level."

"People like them who don't have much contact with outsiders and keep themselves in their own ways are most likely sick. Their brains are not very good."

"I think so too."

"You... Who do you think is sick? " The woman took a step forward, as if she would attack at any moment.

"You!"

Ye Fan wasn't afraid at all.

"Don't worry, I am a doctor. If I say you are sick, then you are sick. That's right."

F * ck!

Hymn infarction?

If so, I'm still a fortune-teller. If I say that your life isn't good, it means that your life isn't good.

"If you are sick, go and take your medicine. Don't bark here!"

"I'm in a good mood today. I don't want to make a move. Hurry up and get lost!" Ye Fan cursed angrily.

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