In the room, Chen Fan put the homemade fragrance into the incense burner, filled with a faint grass fragrance, Chen Fan sat on the wooden chair against the wall, his hands were embraced, his eyes were slightly closed, he did not really fall asleep, but immersed in his own world, and comprehended a scripture called "Tianyin Dragon Yin Sanskrit Sutra", when he got a booklet of the eight pictures of the dragon from the monk Pulun, he has only been able to understand its shape, can not understand its meaning.

And the monk Baoshan gave this book of Tianyin Dragon Chanting Sutra, which recorded the true understanding of Buddhism on the 'dragon', the true meaning, the true meaning, so that he benefited a lot, and now the eight pictures, he has thoroughly comprehended the three pictures, that is to say, he can now use the first three types of the eight pictures of the dragon 'spring rain and thunder', 'dragon and phoenix' and 'Tianlong Chuyin'.

Just as Chen Fan was about to continue his meditation, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door.

Chen Fan slowly opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face.

At this time, it was ten o'clock in the middle of the night, and he originally thought that Nangong Chen was a person who could endure his temperament, but he didn't expect that he still came.

No one can be calm even when they know they are seriously ill.

From this point, Chen Fan knew that Nangong Chen's state of mind was still inferior to Monk Baoshan.

Chen Fan walked to the door, opened the door, and pretended to be surprised, "Nangong family master, you haven't slept yet??"

Nangong Chen was wearing a cyan robe, and under the moonlight, his body was exceptionally tall, "I am a little older, and I am much less sleepy, but it is Doctor Chen, haven't you slept either, but the village is not well entertained?"

Facing Nangong Chen's greetings, Chen Fan didn't want to poke it, but made a gesture of please, "The head of the Nangong family said with a smile, the guest is as you please, by the way, I have a sleeping aid here, please come in and have a drink." ”

"Good, good. ”

Nangong Chen didn't see the strictness of his two sons, and when he walked into the room, two maidservants immediately brought tea sets.

In fact, both of them know that the excuse of drinking tea is just convenient for chatting.

However, after Chen Fan took the tea set, he really boiled the tea meticulously, Nangong Chen sat opposite Chen Fan, put his hands on his knees, his body was straight, and the water in the transparent pot gradually bubbled, and the water gurgled and gurgled.

Chen Fan put the teacup tea bamboo into the hot water to soak and wash it, took out a bag of tea leaves, twisted a pinch of tea leaves and threw them directly into the boiling water, the tea leaves tumbled, and the water quickly turned green.

Nangong Chen's expression was a little surprised, in his opinion, Chen Fan's movements were not in line with the way of making tea, the procedure was wrong, and the order was not right, but he quickly smelled a strange fragrance, which shocked his spirit.

"What kind of tea is this, no, it's medicine??"

Chen Fan poured a cup for Nangong Chen and said: "This is a purple mica that I inadvertently got from Dongshen Mountain, also known as Soul Rejuvenation Tea, drink it, the effect of calming the soul, it is said that the mu tea was planted on the Sanwang Peak in Lingnan, and the roots and soil were dug up by the island people. ”

Hearing this, Nangong Chen took a sip gently, his eyes lit up, and said: "Sure enough, it's good tea, I heard that people who are good at picking medicines are also good at distinguishing tea, but I don't know when Doctor Chen noticed that the old man was in poor health?

When Chen Fan heard this, he smiled apologetically and said: "Nangong family master, it is really a misunderstanding to use the two young masters tonight, who would have thought that the people of Cangyun Temple would appear together, speaking of which, I want to thank the two young masters, if it weren't for them, I'm afraid Xuanji Pavilion would still have a lot of trouble now." ”

Nangong Chen put down the teacup and said: "The sword of the Nangong family is the first time that someone has used it to kill people, you are the first, and hopefully the last." ”

Chen Fan noticed the change in Nangong Chen's breath, and hurriedly said, "Of course, of course, please also ask the head of the Nangong family to stretch out his hand and let me take the pulse for you." ”

Chen Fan moved the tea set away a little, put a pillow for his wrists, and motioned for Nangong Chen to put his hand on it.

Nangong Chen rolled up his sleeves, put his hand on the pillow, and looked at Chen Fan's gaze a little deep, "Nangong Yue and the housekeeper, you can point out the symptoms without taking the pulse, I thought you didn't need to take the pulse." ”

Chen Fan said without modesty: "Ordinary people, with my eyes, it is enough to judge the symptoms, but I still need to be cautious and cautious about the illness of the head of the Nangong family." ”

Of course, Chen Fan would not use his clairvoyant eyes in front of Nangong Chen stupidly, so as not to be detected by the other party about any secrets.

Nangong Chen's gaze stayed on Chen Fan, and when he saw Chen Fan's fingers on his pulse, he stopped talking.

More than ten seconds later, Chen Fan let go of Nangong Chen's pulse and hid his hands in his sleeves.

Chen Fan didn't speak, and Nangong Chen's expression became solemn.

"How?"

Although there was an anxious look in the depths of Nangong Chen's pupils, his face was very calm, and the tone of his questioning seemed to be very casual.

"Nangong Family Master, in fact, that day in Jinguang Temple, when you took out the sword, I noticed a trace of abnormality from your true qi, your illness is not an ordinary illness, but a ......" Chen Fan paused slightly.

Nangong Chen's sword-like brows furrowed, with a wave of his hand, all the maidservants outside left, and with a wave of his hand, a strange barrier appeared around the room.

Chen Fan said: "Nangong Family Master, you should have gone wrong in your cultivation, and besides, it is not a disease that appeared in a short period of time, according to my inference, it should have been about twenty years. ”

Nangong Chen's eyes narrowed, and he changed the topic: "I have already arranged for someone to send them to our Nangong clan land, first, to ensure their safety, and second, to pass on a set of extremely powerful sword formations......

"The most important thing is that if I don't heal properly, Mr. Nangong can still use them as pawns to threaten me, right? Chen Fan echoed, looked at Nangong Chen, and then the two laughed tacitly.

Nangong Chen patted Chen Fan's shoulder.

"I still have confidence in your medical skills. ”

Chen Fan smiled evilly, "Mr. Nangong, that day your sword, the sword qi was mixed with our Xuanmen's unique Taisu True Qi, at that time, I was thinking, does Mr. Nangong have anything to do with Xuanmen, until I once again simply Sister Hong and her younger brother Xiaoqiang, I completely understood the root cause." ”

"Oh?" Nangong Chen's expression remained unchanged, but his tone was a little colder, "You think too much, our Nangong is a family, and in terms of heritage, it is still above your Xuanmen." ”

"So, the only explanation is that you once sought treatment from my master Saihuatuo, and besides, after you went wrong in your cultivation, you had Nangong Qiang, so that his body was weak, Sister Hong took Nangong Qiang to Sucheng, I'm afraid it was also to find my master's whereabouts. ”

(End of chapter)