Fang Yan said that he fought with a person who had undergone experimental transformation. In fact, he was not talking about his own experience, but Zhang Fan's experience. In a shopping mall in Pingshan City, Zhang Fan once fought with a person who had been experimentally transformed.
People from the Jinfeng Sect have fought against each other.
"What's the result?" He An asked immediately.
"Although he is the same as me in terms of realm, the energy in his body is empty and he was injured by me." Fang Yan explained.
Hearing this, He An nodded slightly and said: "I just say that people who forcibly improve their strength cannot be compared with those of us who have relied on cultivation to get to where we are today."
"They really can't compete with us. I, a person with real strength in the first stage of the Qi Movement Realm, can defeat him, but people who are in the ninth stage of the Qi Refining Realm are definitely not his opponents.
This transformation experiment of the Jinfeng Sect is worth years or even decades of practice by others, so I feel that this is also a very scary thing." Fang Yan said seriously.
He An glanced at Fang Yan, nodded in agreement, and said with a thoughtful look on his face: "It's indeed scary!"
"I will go back tonight and talk to the senior leaders of the sect about this matter." He An continued, "Mr. Fang, thank you for sharing this news with me."
"I don't call this sharing." Fang Yan waved his hand indifferently, "In my eyes, this is just a talking point. After all, this matter has little to do with me. For me, the most important thing is protection.
Mr. Zhang’s safety.”
Afterwards, Zhang Fan and the others chatted for a while again. When there was nothing more to say, it was awkward to stay any longer. After all, they were not very familiar with each other, so they left separately.
Zhang Fan and Fang Yan returned to Jiang Meng's home again.
"Xiao Fan, Fang Yan, you are back..." Jiang Meng, who was inspecting his disciples and grandsons practicing martial arts, saw Zhang Fan and Fang Yan coming back and took the initiative to say hello.
Zhang Fan smiled and nodded.
"Where are Yanran and Auntie?" Zhang Fan asked.
"After you left, they also took to the streets." Jiang Meng replied.
Zhang Fan glanced at the disciples and disciples in front of him. Jiang Meng also saw the look in Zhang Fan's eyes, and then looked at Zhang Fan and said, "Xiao Fan, let's go to the inner hall."
Zhang Fan nodded slightly, and then the three of them walked towards the inner hall together. After entering the inner hall, Jiang Meng made a cup of tea for Zhang Fan and Fang Yan.
"Uncle Jiang, I have good news for you." Zhang Fan smiled.
"What good news?" Jiang Meng asked subconsciously.
"I found the antidote to the poison in your body." Zhang Fan said.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Jiang Meng's eyes lit up and asked: "Xiao Fan, are you telling the truth?"
"Of course it's true." Zhang Fan replied happily.
After receiving Zhang Fan's affirmative answer, Jiang Meng changed his mind and asked, "Did the friend you just met give it to you?"
"Yes, he will go back today, and the antidote will be sent out in fresh form tomorrow, and it will arrive the day after tomorrow at the latest." Zhang Fan said.
Jiang Meng watched Zhang Fan nod his head heavily, his face full of gratitude, and saw him kneeling on the ground with a "pop".
Zhang Fan quickly went to help him, but Zhang Fan's zhenqi strength was two levels worse than Jiang Meng's, so Zhang Fan couldn't help Jiang Meng up at all.
"Xiaofan, uncle, thank you
You, thank you!" Jiang Meng's face was full of sincerity. Although Jiang Meng was ready to die, who wants to die?
Jiang Meng is even more like this. He has a wife who loves him and a well-behaved daughter. How can he be willing to give up his current life?
"If you have any use for me in the future, just ask, and I will do my best." Jiang Meng said loudly.
"Uncle, I already know how grateful you are to me. If you have anything to say, let's get up and talk." Zhang Fan said while pulling Jiang Meng's arm hard.
This time Jiang Meng did not resist and stood up.
"Xiao Fan, remember what your uncle said. If you need him in the future, you must call him." Jiang Meng warned.
"Don't worry, I will definitely trouble you." Zhang Fan said with a smile.
"Uncle Jiang, the poisonous issue on your body has been resolved, and I have to go do my business." Zhang Fan said.
"Let me go with you two. My Qi is stronger and I can still take care of you." Jiang Meng offered.
Hearing Jiang Meng's words, Zhang Fan waved his hand and refused: "Uncle Jiang, although your Qi strength is very strong, you don't know Xuanmen magic. We are dealing with Xuanmen matters this time.
Besides, we will leave tomorrow and your antidote will arrive the day after tomorrow, so you’d better not go, Uncle Jiang.”
"Yes, Brother Jiang, don't go yet." Fang Yan also followed suit.
"Okay then..." Jiang Meng had no choice but to say.
"Uncle Jiang, go ahead and get busy. I'll go back to Feng's house and return the car to Feng Kong. Then I'll simply pack up and get ready to go." Zhang Fan said.
"I see that you are also very anxious, so I won't keep you here, so be careful." Jiang Meng warned with loving eyes.
Zhang Fan responded, and then left Jiang Meng's home with Fang Yan.
When Zhang Fan and Fang Yan returned to the door of Feng Kong's house, they saw four people gathered around the door of Feng Kong's house.
"Come out of here, you coward of the Feng family, don't be a coward." One of the men with short hair slammed the door of the Feng family and shouted.
Then, these four people kicked the door fiercely.
"Wow... Wow..."
The door of Feng's house made of welded steel pipes made a crisp sound, but there was no movement in the yard of Feng's house.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan and Fang Yan looked at each other and sighed slightly. The Feng family really lowered their heads to the bottom, and they couldn't help but feel a trace of sympathy in their hearts.
"Brother Liang, someone from the Feng family is here." One of the men with parted hair pointed at Zhang Fan and the two men, looked at the short-haired man and said.
Hearing this, the short-haired man Liang Ge immediately turned his attention to Zhang Fan and the two of them. They first looked at Zhang Fan and the two, and then looked at the car behind Zhang Fan.
Finally, the separated men fixed their eyes on the license plate, read it carefully, looked at the short-haired man and said, "Brother Liang, this is the car of Feng Kong, the head of the Feng family."
Hearing this, the short-haired man's eyes lit up, and then a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He looked at Zhang Fan and asked, "So, you are members of the Feng family?"
"We are not the Feng family." Zhang Fan responded calmly.
"You're not from the Feng family?" The short-haired man raised his eyebrows slightly, "How can you drive the head of the Feng family's car if you're not from the Feng family?"
"Brother Liang, I think this guy is trying to survive and doesn't even recognize his ancestors!" the man who was separated said with a mocking look on his face.