Medicinal Immortal

A monk who had been on the sidelines for a long time stepped forward, bowed his hand, and asked: "Dare to ask the master, but Master Tang?"

It is spread among the nobles of the aristocracy. There is a Tang master who is not very old but has a lot of skills. It is said that he is proficient in the five elements, gossip, and the art of number fighting, but the dragon sees the head but not the end, and many people have no chance to see it. , And the person in front of him is very similar to the legendary Master Tang.

Hearing this, Tangning raised her eyebrows and glanced at the man. I was surprised, how could anyone recognize her in this deep mountain and old forest?

Although he did not speak, when the monk saw his look, he immediately smiled: "I have been admiring the great name of Master Tang for a long time, but I have never been able to see him. I don't want to meet him in this mountain range. I didn't know that it was Master Tang here. If you are offended and rude, I still look to Tang Shihaihan."

As he said, the monk turned slightly and continued: "Master Tang, this is my Feng family's team. If Master Tang does not abandon, we would like to protect Master Tang and return home safely."

"No need." Tangning said, seeing that no one around dared to come forward to grab her things, she put away the whirlwind knife and walked towards the corpse on the ground.

What else does he want to do with those corpses?

The people around were surprised, looking at the cyan figure with inquisitive eyes, and saw him stepping forward and plundering all the belongings from the corpses. This act like a bandit, and his bald image. There was a sharp contrast, and the corners of their mouths twitched, and they couldn't speak for a while.

Unfortunately, they thought he wanted to whip the corpse or smash the corpse, but they thought he was going to the property of those dead people.

However, for such a powerful man as the little monk, does he still need the protection of the Feng family?

Just, Master Tang? What the **** is Master Tang?

"Grandfather, let's find a place to rest and rest." Tangning came to her grandfather's side, followed by a small pet unhurriedly, and the two and one animal walked towards the shade of the forest in the eyes of everyone.

After they left, someone couldn't help but stepped forward and asked: "Elder Feng, who is this Tang Master?"

The Feng family listened, just glanced at them, and twitched the corners of their mouths: "You don't know? After you go back, you will find out if you inquire about it." Then, he flicked his sleeves and walked back.

The people in that team were almost wiped out. The few people who dared not come forward had survived. Therefore, after they dragged the corpse away and buried them, they left in despair.

After about a half-pillar of incense, a cultivator of the Nascent Soul came over. Seeing that the **** smell around the area has not yet dissipated, the ground is even more marked after the battle, and the expressions of the people around are inexplicable, he asked with his hands in a deep voice: "Here what happened?"

"I have seen Venerable." When a monk saw that the visitor was the Yuanying monk, he stepped forward and bowed his hands, then told him about the previous things.

"Oh? Flame Black Ganoderma?" The Nascent Soul monk heard this, and a bit of interest appeared on his face. He was obviously also interested, but...

"Who is this Tang Master? Can you kill a team with the strength of the Golden Core monk?" He asked in a deep voice, looking at the monk.

"I don't know this, but the Feng family team seems to know something. Venerable may as well ask them." The monk smiled, looked at where the Feng family team was, and directed the question to them.