In order to get the first place in the medical skills and become the leader of the five ancient medical sects in the next five years, Sikong Lieyang has carefully prepared for a long time, and even a few pieces of wood yuan stones found by his disciples were taken out and presented to the "Ghost Doctor Valley" of the Hidden Gate, in exchange for the help of Nangong Ming, the core disciple of the "Ghost Doctor Valley". Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

If the first place in this medical skill competition is finally taken away by the "Miao Yi Pavilion", it will really be a loss for Sikong Lieyang.

"Sikong Lieyang, what do you mean? Hmph, do you think my medical skills are not as good as that Wang Miaomiao?"

Nangong Ming's face suddenly turned ugly, and he snorted dissatisfiedly.

Sikong Lieyang knew that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly smiled: "Brother Nangong, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that......"

"That's it!"

Nangong Ming didn't seem to be too lazy to listen to Sikong Lieyang's explanation, waved his hand to interrupt his words, and said coldly: "I have my own measure in this matter, don't ask more!"

After speaking, he ignored Sikong Lieyang and walked towards his residence.

Nangong Ming thought in his heart that Wang Miaomiao should get the relics of a heaven-level martial artist, and he was anxious, and he was going to "visit" Wang Miaomiao at night to see if he could reach an exchange of interests with her.

If Wang Miaomiao was willing to take out the Heavenly Rank Martial Artist Relic Treasure and share it with him, then he could also give up the position of the first place in this medical skill competition.

And if Wang Miaomiao refuses to share, Nangong Ming doesn't mind using some tough means to force her to comply.

In the hidden door world, he believes in strength and speaks with his fists, in order to achieve his own goals, Nangong Ming can do whatever it takes, including killing Wang Miaomiao.

Nangong Ming's current mind is all on the Heavenly Rank Martial Artist Relic Treasure, as for whether the "Ghost Doctor Sect" can get the first place, it doesn't matter to him anymore.

Nangong Ming believes that as long as he can negotiate with Wang Miaomiao, even if Sikong Lieyang is dissatisfied in his heart, he will never dare to say a word.

"I use Lao Tzu's money to eat, drink and have fun every day, chic and happy, but I don't show my attitude at critical moments...... **** thing!

Looking at the direction in which Nangong Ming's figure disappeared, Sikong Lieyang spat on the ground fiercely, and his face was as gloomy as water.

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Night falls, and the moon rises in the treetops.

On the edge of the easternmost cliff at the top of the mountain, a slender young woman took advantage of the bright moonlight, facing the night mountain wind, under the ancient pine next to the cliff, playing a set of boxing techniques without delay.

Her body is as light as a swallow, moving and sweeping like clouds and water, the night breeze blows, the sleeves flutter, the hair flying, very beautiful, bringing people a visual enjoyment.

And when she hit out a pair of fists, she wrapped Zhenyuan, soft and rigid, and faintly made a slight sonic boom sound of breaking the air, revealing a bit of domineering.

The young woman is wearing a white shirt unique to the disciples of the "Miao Yi Pavilion", with willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and a delicate appearance, who is not Wang Miaomiao?

At this moment, Wang Miaomiao's boxing method is the "Yan Dance Qingfeng Boxing" taught by Fang Bai.

"Yan Dance Qingfeng Fist" is an ordinary boxing method that has been widely spread in the cultivation world before Fang Bai ascended to the immortal realm in the past, especially suitable for women's cultivation.

However, the ordinary boxing method in the cultivation realm, when it comes to the current secular ancient martial arts realm, it is equivalent to the heaven-level boxing method.

When Wang Miaomiao and Fang Bai learned this set of boxing techniques, they only knew that this boxing method was profound and powerful, but they didn't know that it was actually a set of heaven-level boxing techniques, otherwise they wouldn't know how to be surprised.

You must know that the Heavenly Rank Exercises are extremely rare in the Hidden Sect World, and only the leaders or high-level leaders of the major sects and gangs are qualified to participate in enlightenment and cultivation, and ordinary disciples cannot reach them at all.

And for a secular ancient martial arts master like Wen Yu, the earth-level exercises were all coveted, let alone the heaven-level exercises.

After a set of punches, Wang Miaomiao panted slightly, walked to the flat rock under the ancient pine, sat down cross-legged, and meditated to recuperate.

After Zhenyuan ran for a few days, Wang Miaomiao was exhausted, and when she opened her eyes, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

From an ordinary disciple who was not taken seriously in the "Miao Yi Pavilion", he jumped to the status of being equal to several elders......

From a yellow-level beginner-level martial artist, he broke through all the way to the ranks, advanced by leaps and bounds, and reached the realm of yellow-level consummation......

Originally, the medical skills were mediocre, but now they can easily cure incurable diseases, and it is very likely to win the first place in this year's medical skills competition......

In this day and night, Wang Miaomiao's identity, martial arts and medical skills have undergone earth-shaking changes, completely changing the trajectory of her life.

For Wang Miaomiao, all this is like a dream.

Fang Bai is not Wang Miaomiao's master, but because of her kindness, she clicked her finger casually.

But Wang Miaomiao respected Fang Bai as a teacher in her heart, and regarded him as a god-like existence.

A gust of mountain wind blew, bringing a bit of chill, and a jade pendant that was close to the skin on Wang Miaomiao's chest exuded a wisp of warmth at this time.

This wisp of warmth instantly penetrated Wang Miaomiao's whole body, driving away the invading chill, making her feel like she was in a hot spring, indescribably comfortable.

"This jade pendant given by Dr. Fang is really amazing!"

Wang Miaomiao's eyes were bright, and she slowly took out a jade pendant threaded with red silk thread from her neck, and put it in front of her eyes and carefully rubbed it.

This jade pendant was given to Wang Miaomiao by Fang Bai in the evening, telling her to wear it closely, and telling her that if she encounters a life and death crisis, this jade pendant is equivalent to a "talisman", which can save her life.

Wang Miaomiao didn't know that in this jade pendant, there was a wisp of divine consciousness that Fang Bai entered, which contained three killing intents, once Wang Miaomiao was fatally attacked, at the moment of life and death, the killing intent in the jade pendant's divine consciousness would be stimulated, and a counterattack would be launched in an instant, thus saving Wang Miaomiao's life.

After Fang Bai condensed his divine sense, when he had nothing to do, he used a few yuan stones on his body to carve a lot of self-defense jade pendants, ready to give them to relatives and friends to protect their safety.

The jade pendants carved by Fang Bai, each one of them penetrated a wisp of his divine sense and three killing intents, as long as the jade pendant was on his body, unless he was attacked by a heaven-level master, he would definitely not be able to hurt the jade pendant wearer.

Because he sensed that Nangong Ming had a killing intention against Wang Miaomiao, Fang Bai specially gave Wang Miaomiao a self-defense jade pendant in case of accidents.

Wang Miaomiao's cultivation is the exercises taught by Fang Bai, this exercise is mysterious and mysterious, it can communicate with heaven and earth, trigger the movement of heaven and earth's vitality, and people who have practiced similar exercises will have a subtle connection with each other, and can sense the existence of each other.

At this moment, Wang Miaomiao faintly sensed a wisp of breath belonging to Fang Bai contained in the jade pendant in her hand, and she could also feel that under the warm appearance of the jade pendant in her hand, there were several fierce and powerful killing intents.

Once these killing intent are aroused, they will produce unimaginable power.

(ps: I recommend the invincible ambiguous and cool essay "My Flight Attendant Next Door" with more than 4 million words of the urban god Wutong Fire, which is good enough!) (To be continued.) )