And where is this place? Why is the spiritual energy so thin, and the laws of heaven and earth are like fields cracked by the sun.
Master Feixing's confusion faded away, and he looked around with vigilant eyes. At this moment, he remained calm and did not make any suspicious moves.
Suddenly the door opened and several mortals in white coats rushed in. They started touching his body and placed a cold iron block on his heart.
"presumptuous!"
Master Feixing almost wanted to jump up, but he had no strength in his body. He also didn't dare to use his divine consciousness. At this moment, his soul was in worse condition than his body, like a bloated balloon.
It might break if you apply a little force.
Fortunately, Master Feixing did not sense any malice from these mortals, and his angry expression gradually calmed down.
His reaction, which seemed like a stress response, also made the doctor take a few steps back. It was not because he was scared, but because he did not want to stimulate the patient's mental state.
The doctor was observing Master Feixing, and he was also observing him, from their attire, to their behavior, and even their pronunciation.
Subtle footsteps were heard from outside the door, and with them came an unusual aura.
Mana power, Jindan stage cultivation.
Master Feixing looked up at the door and saw a man wearing a bright yellow robe, with a thin face, yellowish skin and a high forehead.
With a smile on his face, he reached out and knocked on the open door a few times, saying, "Daoyou, it seems you are awake."
"You guys go out first, there's nothing for you to do here."
The latter sentence is directed to the doctors.
Upon hearing this, everyone put down what they were doing and walked out quickly.
This is a sanatorium specially set up by the company, and its staff naturally often come into contact with monks. In their perception, those who wear retro clothes are very impressive, and the director of the sanatorium has to bow his head when he sees them.
Even the big shots who come here to get free medical services have to be nice to these fairy-like people.
Those who know the company better will recognize the title of these people.
Company consultant, practicing great power.
Master Feixing remained silent.
The alchemy master felt a slight chill and was startled.
This person's cultivation seems to be higher than I thought.
It’s not the level of transformation into a god, but it’s at least at the level of the Eight Supremes.
"Daoyou, we are not enemies."
"It could be an enemy."
Master Feixing spoke slowly. There was no hostility in his body, and no murderous intent in his eyes, but for some reason, there was something colder than murderous intent emanating from his body.
The alchemy master came from Qin. He had participated in wars. His opponent’s condition was like a soldier with highly tense nerves in the war.
Everything can become a target of attack, regardless of hostility or murderous intent, and regardless of the reason. As long as you are considered a threat, the most violent attack will be taken.
"Maybe you should give me a chance to explain."
He stopped and didn't come any closer.
Who knows what kind of environment this reincarnated person was in before he died? Would he suspect that he was under an illusion? Would he really regard himself as an enemy?
I am also a monk, and I know their nature very well. Once I am sure that there is danger, I may even use a killing move at the cost of my life.
"Aren't you curious about where you are? Let me make it clear that this is not an illusion, and you are not under an illusion, nor are you in danger."
"On the contrary, you are very lucky to be reincarnated after the immortal was born. If it were seven or eight years ago, someone might have killed you before you could recover."
There was a hint of envy in the alchemy master's words.
Alchemists like him are not good at fighting and prefer a peaceful and safe environment. However, things did not go as planned. The period when he was reincarnated was the period when the conflict between the government and the monks was the most intense.
If I hadn't treated a few mortals, I might have died in the turmoil.
Reincarnation? Immortal!
Master Feixing grasped the key information almost instantly, and an extremely majestic figure immediately appeared in his mind.
"Immortal? Who is this immortal?"
"Is there any need to ask this? Aren't you from the Immortal Era?"
The alchemy master's expression suddenly became more alert. Originally, he regarded the other party as his own. If he was not from the Immortal Era, then he was an outsider.
This is not because he is xenophobic, but because he was really scared of being cheated in the early years. People who are not from the Xiandao era are like antisocial people in modern society, who do things without any bottom line.
He is not a saint, but he definitely cannot get along with those man-eating guys.
"What's the immortal's name?"
Master Feixing asked hurriedly, no longer having the cold attitude he had before.
"Is his surname Li, name Changsheng, very handsome, and with a majestic demeanor that could make heaven and earth bow down to him?"
"Um?"
The alchemy master's expression relaxed at first when he heard the other party calling out his name, but the description that followed made him a little confused.
He had seen immortals before, and he was present when the Dragon Palace was attacked.
It was a simple and elegant manner. Not only was his demeanor dignified, but even his walk was without any wind.
As for appearance, he didn't care much, but he could still tell the difference between beauty and ugliness. The immortals had regular facial features, and were definitely not ugly, nor were they good-looking.
The alchemy master took out his mobile phone, opened the photo album and placed it in front of Master Feixing. What caught his eye was an ordinary young man wearing a white T-shirt and casual pants, holding a red plastic bag in his hand, standing on the ridge of a rural field.
“Is this a fairy?”
This is the photo Zhao Si took, which is used to upload to the company database, which is also the monk's record. Originally, I wanted to take a photo that was a bit more high-end, but when I thought about the other party's daily style, what if it was too high-end and others couldn't recognize it?
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