Medical Master
Chapter 39 People are so cunning now?
"where is the guy?"
Searching in the woods of the back mountain, without even seeing half of the figure, the anger in the hearts of the Eight Venerables rose straight.
just now.
He was confident enough to kill Wuming on the spot.
But this was just a blink of an eye.
Wuming disappeared unexpectedly.
Moreover, he watched this disappear.
He saw that Wuming suddenly disappeared inexplicably after going around a big tree in a frantic escape, as if he had never appeared before.
He had searched for a few times around the big tree that disappeared without name, but he could not find any clues.
Although he had known before coming that this was the location of the ancient Greek Styx organization, he didn't know how to enter the secret space where the Styx organization was located.
...
In the Secret Realm Holy Land.
Because the roar from outside was in Chinese, the strong men in the Holy Land didn't even know what the roar meant.
"Anonymous, why are you back again?"
As the leader of all the Hercules in the Holy Land, Hercules also stopped his enthusiastic cultivation, and walked towards Fangqiu while asking from a distance.
"This one……"
Fang Qiu said with a look of embarrassment: "This is how it is, I was ambushed outside."
"Oh?"
When Hercules heard this, he immediately said angrily: "Who? He hit the door of our Holy Land?"
He is indeed angry.
Because Wuming had just left here, and unexpectedly encountered an ambush.
Although Wuming has nothing to do with them, Wuming is their guest at any rate. His guest was ambushed at his door?
If this were to be spread, wouldn’t it be laughed off by another Stygian organization?
"Nirvana!"
Fang Qiu didn't conceal it, and he opened his mouth and said: "It's an old monster who has lived for more than a hundred years. His power is very powerful, and he has reached the peak of the SSS level."
"No wonder."
Hercules nodded clearly and said, "So, it's no wonder that with your strength, you will be beaten back by the opponent."
Listen to this.
Fang Qiu suddenly became even more embarrassed.
"It seems that he has not found the entrance to the Holy Land."
Hercules said.
"Ok."
Fang Qiu nodded affirmatively.
"Then, are you?"
Hercules looked at Fang Qiu and asked hesitantly.
"I just came in along the way I had taken when I came before, and I don't know how I came back."
Fang Qiu said.
"In that case, let's rest here for a few days."
Hercules nodded clearly and said: "Don't say they can't find the entrance to the Holy Land. Even if they find it, forgive him for not daring us to be an enemy of the Holy Land!"
The voice just fell.
"Nameless, get out of here."
The roar of the Eight Venerables resounded once again.
"go."
Hercules ignored him, waved his hand and said: "Don't pay attention to him, he will leave naturally after a few days, then you will go out again."
"it is good."
Fang Qiu nodded, and followed Hercules towards the buildings on the mountainside.
While walking up.
Fang Qiu also raised his head deliberately and glanced at the temple on the top of the mountain.
Under the exploration of the divine sense, Fang Qiu once again sensed the extremely powerful energy aura in the temple.
This breath is very weak, but it is real.
just like.
A super expert, using Turtle Breathing Technique to hide in that temple.
"Don't worry, since you are our guest, I will never let you surprise you."
Hercules smiled at Fang Qiu and said: "You just live here, and you have enough wine and meat. We can discuss and exchange ideas on weekdays."
"Thank you."
Fangqiu nodded and thanked.
Outside the Holy Land, in the woods on the back mountain of North Island.
"Oh shit."
The Eight Venerables searched for a long time, but still couldn't find the slightest trace. They cursed immediately, and said in a very depressed voice: "Are people nowadays so fucking cunning?"
These words.
Undoubtedly, it reached the Holy Land and fell in Fangqiu's ears.
"cunning?"
Hearing the words of the Eight Venerables, Fang Qiu shook his head and chuckled, and said with emotion: "Do these old guys from the previous generation of Nirvana lack a muscle in their brains? Or are they getting older and not keeping up with the trend of the times?"
"The real cunning is your Nirvana!"
Talking.
Fang Qiu quickly took out his cell phone and called Wei Jian.
"Hey?"
The call is connected immediately.
"Are you in the sword pavilion?"
Fang Qiu asked openly.
"in."
Wei Jian nodded.
"I want to talk to the old man."
Fang Qiu said without any explanation.
"Okay, wait."
Wei Jian didn't ask the reason either, and after answering, he hung up the phone.
five minutes later.
"Didi di..."
The phone Fang Qiu was holding in his hand suddenly rang.
Take a look.
It was an unfamiliar number.
No hesitation.
Fangqiu answered the phone immediately.
"nameless?"
On the other side of the phone, Qian Lao's voice came.
"It's me, Qian Lao."
Fang Qiu nodded in response, then opened his mouth and asked, "Is this your personal phone?"
"Well, belongings."
Qian Lao nodded affirmatively.
"That's good."
Fang Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "The news that Qingyun has defeated the Holy Lord phantom has reached the ears of Nirvana's senior management."
"what?"
Qian Lao was surprised.
"It is the venerable one of the previous generation of Nirvana."
Fang Qiu took a deep breath and said, "I don't know where the news came from. It is likely to be inside the sword pavilion, and there seems to be news that it is the phantom of my victory over the Holy Lord. At present, I don't know that the other party did this deliberately. Having said that, I did receive the news."
"There is such a thing?"
Qian Lao raised his brows and opened his mouth and said: "Only the three of us and Qing Yun know about your victory over the phantom of the Holy Lord. There is absolutely no possibility of rumoring, so I think it should be a test!
"Ok."
Fangqiu nodded.
San Lao does not need to doubt, Qing Yun does not need to doubt.
Except for the four of them, only Fangqiu himself knew the fact that he had defeated the young Holy Lord phantom.
Judging from this.
The words before the Eight Venerables should have a lot of moisture.
However, since Qingyun's victory over the Holy Lord phantom was revealed, it was also a big problem.
"There is nothing wrong with you, right?"
Qian Lao asked.
"I'm fine."
Fang Qiu nodded and said, "I suspect that there may be a traitor in the sword pavilion."
"Ok."
Qian Lao replied and said: "This matter, we will deal with it immediately. If there is any situation on your side, let us know as soon as possible. Don't let Nirvana give you a routine."
"I know."
Fang Qiu nodded clearly.
...
Mountain behind the sword pavilion.
"Fortunately, the chess is high."
As soon as he hung up the phone, Qian Lao squinted Lin's eyes and said: "Qingyun defeated the Nirvana Holy Lord's phantom matter. It only spreads internally. Who on earth leaked the news? Check it out immediately. This person must be caught for me, and it must not be left as a disaster!"
...
Ancient Greek civilization, holy land.
"Anonymous, don't think I don't know that this is the location of ancient Greek civilization. You think it's okay to hide inside?"
"I will let them open the entrance right now!"
After a long silence, the voice of the Eight Venerables came again.
The voice fell.
Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of shouts in ancient Greek Mandarin.
"The people inside listen, immediately open the entrance and hand over the nameless, otherwise I will directly destroy the island!"
The voice of the Eight Venerables came in.
This time.
The strong men in the Holy Land were all stunned.
Destroy the island?
The entrance to the Holy Land largely relies on the back mountain environment of North Island. Not to mention the fact that North Island is really destroyed, the Holy Land will not exist, even if the Holy Land can continue to maintain and exist, then After going out from the Holy Land, will they just fall into the sea?
"Oh shit."
When Hercules heard this, his face instantly became angry, and said: "You really dare to bully our door?"
"Hercules."
A Hercules hesitantly asked, "Why don't you go please, the previous generation of Hercules?"
Hercules frowned, her face gloomy.
"The Hercules of the previous generation?"
Fang Qiu questioned.
"Correct."
A Hercules nodded and said: "Hercules is another name for Hercules. Our chiefs are all called by this name. It has been passed down from generation to generation, and it is not known how many generations have been passed down."
"That's it."
Fang Qiu nodded clearly.
"Unfortunately, because of our cultivation, we can't get a very long life through cultivation like the people of other gods."
Hercules opened her mouth and said: "Therefore, at most two Hercules can exist at the same time, one from the previous generation and the contemporary Hercules!"
"Then, where is the previous generation of Hercules?"
Fang Qiu asked knowingly.
"Serve the gods!"
Hercules looked up, looked at the temple on the top of the mountain, and said: "One day, I will get the same glory as him, and I can serve the gods."
Fangqiu nodded.
"I feel that the previous generation of Hercules is waking up."
Looking at the temple, Hercules' eyes suddenly showed a glimmer of light, and said: "This is someone who has offended the gods, and someone has posed a threat to the Holy Land!"
The words just fell.
"Patter!"
A very heavy footstep suddenly came from the temple on the top of the mountain.
Look up.
A middle-aged man with a naked upper body and long brown curly hair stepped out of the temple, fought on a cliff in front of the temple, and randomly glanced down.
"Hercules."
Hercules raised his hands and shouted openly.
"I already know things."
The figure of Nadao on the top of the mountain glanced at Fangqiu, then opened his mouth and said, "Open the entrance!"
"what?"
Hercules was startled.
"We cannot affect the outside world."
The person on the top of the mountain said indifferently, and then added: "I will let them know that all those who dare to be disrespectful to the gods will be punished!"
The words came out.
The strong men standing around Fangqiu's body immediately yelled out loudly.
Fang Qiu also began to use his spiritual sense to carefully probe the breath of the previous generation of Hercules on the top of the mountain.