Wang Zhisheng said angrily: "Huh, I'm taking advantage of him!"
After saying that, he looked at Divine Doctor Qi with a somewhat disgusted look.
What kind of bullshit miracle doctor is worse than a little kid? Bah!
Doctor Qi felt Wang Zhisheng's contempt, his face turned red, and he turned to Mr. Wang and said.
"Don't worry, Mr. Wang. Although I don't understand why the old lady is in this situation, if my master comes forward, he will definitely cure the old lady's illness."
Mr. Wang was startled: "May I ask who your master is?"
Divine Doctor Qi is already so good, his master must be a great sage!
"Master Kyoto Sun Shenzhen!"
When he mentioned his master's name, Doctor Qi suddenly looked proud.
Mr. Wang was shocked and said: "But it's Sun Shenzhen, one of the three great masters of Chinese medicine!"
"Exactly, and the master is in Dongzhou right now!"
Wang Zhisheng said happily: "Then what are you waiting for? Go and ask your master to come out!"
Doctor Qi said: "Don't worry, I'll call the master right now!"
After making the call, Doctor Qi came over and said, "Mr. Wang, my master agreed and will come over in the afternoon."
"No, Divine Doctor Qi, I'm going to drive you to pick him up now. It's almost time for dinner. Let's take care of your master by the way!"
"That's fine!"
Wang Zhisheng smiled and said: "Dad, I will pick up Sun Shenzhen, and you can arrange the hotel."
"Okay, go and come back quickly!"
"kindness."
…
Qin Fan left the Wang family villa and asked Wang Zhiwen to take him to the antique street.
He wanted to try his luck in the antique street.
Wenxing Street, Dongzhou Antique Market.
Qin Fan got out of the car, put his hands behind his back, and walked slowly on the street.
There are stores and street stalls on both sides of the street, selling antiques, calligraphy and paintings, jade and ceramics.
Qin Fan released his spiritual consciousness, but it could only cover a five-meter radius.
In the past, when he was at the peak of his cultivation, once his spiritual consciousness was released, he could clearly understand everything within a thousand miles.
Qin Fan doesn't have to go from store to store to find it. Within the range covered by his spiritual consciousness, he can immediately sense any fluctuations in spiritual energy.
Walking along the way, there were several street stalls and dozens of stores, but Qin Fan only sensed two items with a sense of age.
As for items with spiritual energy fluctuations, not a single one was found.
"The earth's spiritual energy is poor, so it may be difficult to breed things like spiritual stones and elixirs."
"It seems that if you want to recover your cultivation as soon as possible, you can only look for those famous swords."
Seeing that he was about to reach the end of the long street, Qin Fan still found nothing and was slightly disappointed.
However, just when he reached the last store, Qin Fan suddenly stopped.
A wave of spiritual energy appeared in his induction.
It's like a star suddenly lights up in the dark night sky.
Qin Fan remained calm and walked towards a stall on the right.
The owner of this street stall is a bit strange, he is actually an old Taoist priest wearing a blue robe.
If Qin Fan hadn't sensed any spiritual energy fluctuations in him, he would have almost thought that this old Taoist was an immortal cultivator like him.
"Little brother, if the goods I have here are fake, I will pay you ten for every fake one. You can take a look at them as you like!"
Qin Fan smiled lightly and did not answer.
This old Taoist stall also sells some antiques, jades, and calligraphy and paintings.
But absolutely none of it is true.
Qin Fan didn't know where he had the confidence to say that if you lie, you will pay ten.
The item with aura fluctuations was a piece of bluestone used to press the bottom cloth of the stall.
"He used the spirit stone to press the stall bottom cloth. It seems that he didn't notice anything unusual about the stone."
Qin Fan squatted down and took the piece of bluestone in his hand.
This is a low-grade spiritual stone. Although he would not even look at such a spiritual stone in the Immortal Realm. However, now it is something he urgently needs.
"I want to buy this stone, how much does it cost?"
A flash of light flashed in the old Taoist's eyes, and he laughed and said: "Sorry, this stone is used by me to press the bottom cloth of the stall. I won't sell it!"
Qin Fan stared at him and said with a smile: "What if I insist on buying it?"
The old Taoist narrowed his eyes: "Little brother, do you want to rob me openly?"
"Well, I'm not a vegetarian either!"
"Really?" Qin Fan reached out and picked up a palm-sized jade turtle. He gently held it and the jade turtle turned into powder and spread.
The old Taoist suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Qin Fan in shock.
"I think the donor is also a discerning person. This stone is nothing. If the donor wants it, I will give it to you."
"However, I have something a hundred times rarer than this stone. Would the donor want to see it?"
The old Taoist whispered with a mysterious face.
Qin Fan stood up: "Lead the way."
"good!"
The old Taoist closed the stall quickly and looked at Qin Fan: "Donor, come with me!"
Qin Fan followed Lao Dao to an old residential building nearby.
The old Taoist family lived on the sixth floor, with two bedrooms and one living room. It was not decorated much, so it was probably a rented house.
After entering the room, the old Taoist threw his things casually by the door, pointed to the chair and said: "Please sit down!"
Qin Fan sat down and asked, "Where are the things?"
"Wait a minute, I'll get it!"
Soon, Lao Dao brought a black wooden box from the bedroom.
Qin Fan immediately felt that there were weak spiritual energy fluctuations inside the wooden box.
"This is……"
Qin Fan was a little curious, this shouldn't be a spiritual stone.
The old man smiled slightly, opened the box, and found a piece of black iron lying quietly in the box.
Qin Fan's heart moved and he immediately recognized this thing.
"Where was this found?" Qin Fan asked.
The old Taoist closed the box and looked at Qin Fan with a smile: "Donor, please tell me first if you recognize this piece of iron?"
Qin Fan smiled and said: "These are not iron pieces, but scales. They should be from a dragon."
The old Taoist's eyes widened suddenly, he took a step back and suddenly knelt down.
Qin Fan glanced at him lightly: "What are you doing?"
The old Taoist raised his head with a serious look on his face: "If I guessed correctly, you should be a martial arts practitioner, right?"
Martial arts practitioner?
Qin Fan thought for a while and realized that this old Taoist should regard him as the same existence as the Li family worshiper.
"What do you want to say?"
Qin Fan stared at him, and he could tell that although this old Taoist had no cultivation, he should know some secrets of this world.
The old Taoist kowtowed: "I want to join your sect!"
"I hope you can introduce me to me!"
Qin Fan smiled, a little weird: "My disciple, I'm afraid you will never think about it again in your life."
The old Taoist's heart sank and his face was full of disappointment.
"However, if you want to practice, I can teach you."
"Really, really?" The old Taoist's face was filled with hope again, but he looked at Qin Fan with some doubts.
"certainly."
"However, you need to tell me the origin of this stone and scales."
The old Taoist nodded: "No problem."
The old Taoist hurriedly stood up, poured a cup of tea, and brought it to Qin Fan with both hands.
"Master, this disciple will serve you tea!"
Qin Fan shook his head: "I only said that I would teach you how to practice. I didn't say that I would accept you as a disciple. You want to become my teacher. You are not qualified yet."
"this……"
There was a hint of vigilance on the old Taoist's face: "You don't just want to deceive the origin of this stone and scales, do you?"
Qin Fan's eyes suddenly flashed with light, and a horrifying scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, with the sky collapsing and the earth shattering, appeared in his eyes.
The old Taoist's whole body was shaken violently, and he hurriedly prostrated himself on the ground: "This disciple is blind and should not doubt the master. Please forgive me!"
Qin Fan put away his pressure and asked calmly: "What is your name?"
"The disciple's surname is Qin and his name is Shou."