"Yuan Keli?" Yan Jiu shook his head slightly. He didn't know anything about the late Ming Dynasty and had never heard of the old man in front of him.

Seeing Yan Jiu shook his head, Yuan Cheng said with a hint of impatient look: "Master, let's hurry to the imperial city. We have been delaying by the lake for a few days, and now it is not helpful to the master's health. Why not leave as soon as possible."

Yuan Keli clasped his fists at Yan Jiuyi and said, "It is a fate to meet a friend here for two consecutive days. My friend should be a martial arts person."

"I know a little bit." Yan Jiu did not deny it.

"Although the border has suspended war, I think that Jiannu has escaped far away, and there is another hidden truth. When they recover, they will definitely make a comeback. Today, the knowledgeable and passionate men should serve the country, and I don't know my friend..." Yuan Keli saw Yan Jiu's extraordinaryness yesterday.

Although Yuan Cheng told him that Yan Jiu did not have any fluctuations in the martial arts aura.

But Yuan Keli believed in his vision and feelings. At this moment, although he was a little reckless, he began to win over Yan Jiu without hesitation.

"Sir, I have no intention of going to the border for the time being." Yan Jiu looked at Yuan Keli, paused and said, "It's Mr. Yuan, your health seems to be poor. If I read it correctly, I must have suffered internal injuries, right?"

"Nonsense." Yuan Cheng roared, and half of the sword he put away, and waves of knife intent emanated from the sharp blade.

His sword intent was honed on the battle formation. When ordinary warriors of the same realm encountered it, they had to retreat.

Yan Jiu seemed to have not seen Yuan Cheng, but just looked at Yuan Keli and said calmly: "Mr. Yuan's internal injuries are between the heart and lungs, which should be a severe injury in his early years. If this kind of injury is just an ordinary internal and external injury, it would have been cured long ago. But the injuries on Mr. Yuan's body are different."

Yan Jiu said something, Yuan Keli's face became solemn.

"My friend, Yuan is really blind. I didn't realize that he actually had the means to save the world." Yuan Keli clasped his fists even more respectfully.

His injuries have been around for more than ten years.

More than ten years ago, he was also a master of innate martial arts.

But while walking and handling the case, I met a master of the Witch and Ghost Sect from Miaojiang, Yunnan.

Even though Yuan Keli killed the master of the Witch and Ghost Sect, he was also injured by that master.

Originally, he thought this was just a minor injury, and he could be cured by his innate martial arts and recuperating and healing for a period of time.

How could I know that the Taoist teachings of the Witch and Ghost Sect have their own clinging features.

The injuries between his heart and lungs were not healed, but he was always healed.

Every time a heart and lung injury occurs, Yuan Keli has to use his own cultivation to suppress it.

Over the past ten years, his innate cultivation has been completely used to suppress his injuries.

In the martial arts path, he actually retreated instead of advancing.

Now, Yuan Keli's cultivation has entered Yuan Cheng who has entered his side.

"It's not a question of saving the world with the hut. If Mr. Yuan is willing, I can try to help Mr...." Yan Jiu said.

Yuan Keli glanced at Yan Jiu deeply and said nothing.

On the other hand, Yuan Cheng showed obvious suspicion on his face and said, "Master, this guy is not much older than me, I think he is just bragging about the world. Don't believe it easily."

When Yan Jiu first began to tell the situation of his injury, Yuan Keli was very shocked.

So much so that he was so mature and steadfast that he lost his composure.

But when I think about it carefully, it was just like what Yuan Cheng said, the young man in front of me was just a child to put it bluntly.

I spent my whole life to find a miracle doctor in the world, but I couldn’t cure the wound. How could a little boy be cured?

Seeing the expressions of the two people, he shook his head secretly.

He just heard the old man telling himself that Yuan Keli was a rich man.

He could only treat Yuan Keli's injuries by casually, but he could make a small profit. This solved the urgent problem in front of him.

But I didn't expect that these two guys would be suspicious.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a dead leaf was caught by Yan Jiu in the air.

"You two are reckless. If Mr. Yuan wants to treat me at any time, go to this place to find me."

Yan Jiu raised the dead leaves in his hand.

Yuan Keli and Yuan Cheng were confused and flicked their fingers slightly.

The dead leaf that seemed to be broken at any time burst out instantly.

In an instant, the momentum radiated from the dead leaves was even more domineering than the most domineering hidden weapon in the world.

"Bang."

The dead leaves hit the wooden pillars of the pavilion, and a loud noise occurred.

The entire pavilion trembled slightly because of the impact.

I don’t know how many years of dust has been deposited, but it falls in this impact.

When Yuan Keli and Yuan Cheng reacted, Yan Jiu's figure had disappeared.

"I only have one or two days, and I will never wait for it." Yan Jiu's voice came from afar.

"Is this, Grandmaster?"

Yuan Keli's voice trembled a little.

Yuan Cheng was also shocked by the power of the dead leaf, as if he was stupid.

Picking leaves and flying flowers can hurt people, as long as you are a master of transformation realm, you can do it.

Masters of the Transformation Realm can only use fresh flying flowers and leaves to cause small damage to the human body.

Yan Jiu's move just now was far from being able to achieve the transformation realm.

A dead leaf directly slashed into the wooden pillar. The powerful force directly shocked the pavilion and swayed.

This kind of strength is no longer something that can be achieved by the realm of transformation.

"Master?" Yuan Cheng looked at Yuan Keli, his chin falling to his feet.

Grandmaster, that is the existence in the legend.

Yuan Cheng followed Yuan Keli to most of China, and he had met several people in Huanyuan.

But the master has only heard of it.

Every time he has seen the realm of transformation he has ever seen, he is as awe-inspiring as a god in his words.

But his master actually said that the boy just now, the boy younger than him, was actually a master.

Yuan Keli calmed down, patted Yuan Cheng on the shoulder and said, "It's hard to say whether he is a master or not. But it will never be lower than the realm of transformation. Let's see what he left on the leaves?"

Yuan Cheng walked over obediently and was stunned when he saw the dead leaves.

Pointing at the dead leaves, Yuan Cheng couldn't even understand: "Leaves, Master, have been worn, have penetrated..."

"What a mess." Although Yuan Keli was shocked by Yan Jiu's instant attack.

But after all, he is an old man who has been ups and downs in the officialdom for many years, and he has a mind that he will not change his mind without changing his face.

"Get up, let's see." Yuan Keli walked behind Yuan Cheng, put one hand on his shoulder, and pushed Yuan Cheng away.

When he looked up and saw the leaves, he immediately widened his eyes, and his face was filled with wrinkles that could not be moved by a knife and axe.

I saw that the pavilion pillar, which was as thick as a sea bowl, was directly penetrated by the dried leaves.

The leaves penetrated from one side of the pavilion pillar, penetrated through the entire wooden pillar, and came out from the other side.

The most terrifying thing is that this dead leaf looks intact.

Yuan Keli and Yuan Cheng and his master and servant stood under the dead leaves, as if they were struck by lightning, as if they were stunned by the wooden chicken.
Chapter completed!