Chapter 391 The Promoted Wang Miaomiao
The martial arts and medical skills that Fang Bai taught Wang Miaomiao were the most common things in the world of cultivation at that time, but they opened up a whole new world of martial arts and medical skills to Wang Miaomiao, and Wang Miaomiao was immediately attracted to her. .
Fang Bai finished instilling what he wanted to teach Wang Miaomiao through his spiritual consciousness, and sat back on the original stone pier. Seeing that Wang Miaomiao was immersed in it, unable to extricate himself, with a slight smile on his face, he did not bother her. .
The master leads you in, and progress lies in the individual.
Fang Bai has already been taught what she should teach. As for how much Wang Miaomiao can improve her cultivation level and improve her medical skills, it can only be up to her.
About half an hour later, the energy around Wang Miaomiao's body started to change, and her aura surged. After reaching a peak, it slowly returned to calm. The whole person's temperament had undergone great changes during these ups and downs.
"I've reached the advanced level of Huang level, which is not bad."
Fang Bai looked at Wang Miaomiao with burning eyes, feeling quite pleased in his heart.
Wang Miaomiao's constitution was average, so Fang Bai gave her the lowest-grade elixirs with mild potency to prevent her meridians from being damaged by too strong a drug.
Fang Bai didn't have high expectations for Wang Miaomiao. He cleansed her muscles and taught her a set of cultivation techniques just to give her a chance.
I thought it would be good if Wang Miaomiao's strength could be improved to a small level with my help, but I didn't expect that she would be promoted to two levels in a row, from the basic yellow level to the high level yellow level. This was a bit surprising to Fang Bai. Unexpected.
In just half an hour, Wang Miaomiao completed a goal that might take other warriors several years to achieve. This speed is already a miracle in the eyes of many people.
Therefore, when it comes to cultivating a warrior, not only do you need to have talent and qualifications, but opportunity is also very important. Without that opportunity, you may not be able to achieve the goal you pursue in your lifetime.
Wang Miaomiao, who had advanced in strength, did not leave her cultivation state, but continued to immerse herself in the wonderful medical skills that Fang Bai passed down to her.
It was also acupuncture and massage, but what Fang Bai taught Wang Miaomiao could not learn at all in the "Miaoyi Pavilion". Some of them had even subverted Wang Miaomiao's understanding of medical skills.
Suddenly, the sound of electronic broadcasts sounded in every corner of the "Miaoyi Pavilion" manor at the same time, informing the guests wandering around the top of the mountain to go to the conference center for a meeting at nine o'clock on time.
Wang Miaomiao was also awakened by the sound of the radio. When she opened her eyes, she felt that the world in front of her was extremely clear, and her five senses were even more sensitive, and she could even capture the faint vitality of heaven and earth swimming around her.
"How's it going? Does it feel good?"
Fang Bai looked at Wang Miaomiao who looked surprised and asked with a smile.
"Dr. Fang's support and support are so wonderful that I will never forget them!"
Wang Miaomiao knew that the changes she had undergone were all due to Fang Bai, and the admiration and admiration she felt for Fang Bai in her heart was really like the endless flow of a river and the out-of-control flooding of the Yellow River.
She didn't know how to thank Fang Bai, so she bowed deeply to Fang Bai one after another.
"Whether it's martial arts or medical skills, it's like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. The things I teach you just give you a little help. If you want to achieve greater improvement in the future, you still need to figure out more, practice and study diligently."
Fang Bai said seriously.
"Well, Miaomiao remembers it!"
Wang Miaomiao nodded vigorously, hesitated, and said cautiously: "Dr. Fang, the 'World Congress of Traditional Chinese Medicine' is about to begin. I will take you to the conference center."
"good."
Fang Bai nodded, and under the guidance of Wang Miaomiao, he came to the conference center in the center of the mountain top that could accommodate thousands of people.
In fact, Fang Bai has no interest in meetings or anything like that, but since he accepted the invitation from "Wonderful Medicine Pavilion" and came here, he will not refuse the meetings that he should participate in, otherwise he will appear to be a bit unique. It gives people a feeling of being arrogant and arrogant.
After entering the conference center, Fang Bai, who held a golden invitation letter, as one of the most distinguished guests of this "World Congress of Traditional Chinese Medicine", was arranged to sit in a seat in the middle of the front row of the conference center.
Those who were qualified to sit in the middle area of the front row, in addition to China's four famous doctors and the five ancient medicine sects, were several authoritative experts in the world's medical field and senior officials in Chinese politics who came to support him.
Taishan Beidou in the Chinese medical field, authoritative experts in the world's medical field, and senior officials in the political field, these people sit in the VIP area in the middle of the front row. Others take it for granted and will not have any criticism.
But sitting there, Fang Bai caused a commotion in the conference center and attracted the attention of nearly a thousand people. Almost everyone was whispering to each other, talking in low voices, guessing what kind of god this young man was, and could actually get "wonderful things". "Medical Pavilion" is such a high standard of courtesy.
Fang Bai sat down in his seat calmly, turning a blind eye and turning a deaf ear to the strange looks and various criticisms cast around him.
Fang Bai was sitting in a good position, but the cold aura surrounding him made him feel a little uncomfortable.
And this cold breath came from the man in black shirt sitting next to Fang Bai.
The man in black shirt is none other than the guy with a hawk-nosed thin lips and sinister eyes who appeared on the cliff before.
In fact, the man in black shirt has been suppressing his own aura. Some of the warriors around him did not sense his aura because their cultivation level was too low, so they were not affected at all.
Fang Bai's senses were too keen, and the cold aura of the man in black inevitably had some impact on him, making him feel very unhappy.
In addition, the aura of the man in black was mixed with some evil and evil aura. It was obvious that he had a lot of blood on his hands and that he was not practicing any upright technique.
This made Fang Bai's impression of him even worse.
Fang Bai quietly released a ray of breath, slowly expelling the cold breath of the man in black from around him. Seeing that the conference had not officially started, he sat there with his eyes closed and rested.
The seat where the man in black shirt is currently sitting should have been occupied by Sikong Lieyang, the leader of the "Ghost Doctor Sect". However, the man in black shirt has a special status. Sikong Lieyang did not dare to offend him, so he took the initiative to give up his seat. But he sat in the back row.
Sikong Lieyang was respectful to the man in black and always accompanied him carefully. Wen Yu, the master of the "Miaoyi Pavilion" and others saw this and were even more surprised.
If Fang Bai sat in the first row of the conference center and aroused criticism from the guests, then the man in black shirt who took the place of Sikong Lieyang, the leader of the "Ghost Doctor Sect", was also the target of everyone's attention.
In the eyes of the surrounding guests, Fang Bai and the man in black had one thing in common, that is, they were both young and dressed casually. They were out of tune with the other guests and did not look serious at all attending a large-scale world conference.