Tang Tianyi said: "Nowadays, there are far fewer people who practice magic than those who practice martial arts. I don't know it specifically, I only know a general idea.
Dharma practitioners are roughly divided into four levels: magicians, real practitioners, magic masters and magic masters.
In terms of strength, a magician is equivalent to a yellow-level warrior, a true magician is equivalent to a black-level warrior, a magic master is equivalent to an earth-level warrior, a magic master is equivalent to a heaven-level warrior, and I don't know what goes up.
However, things are rare and valuable, and because of their scarcity, the status of practitioners is even higher. My benefactor, that’s all I know.”
Ye Bufan nodded. Through Tang Tianyi's introduction, he already had a rough idea.
The magicians on earth are equivalent to the beginners in the inheritance, the real practitioners are equivalent to the cultivation in the inheritance, the magic masters are equivalent to the enlightenment in the inheritance, and the magic masters are equivalent to the Tongxuan in the inheritance.
He has now reached the level of enlightenment, so he is called a master of magic by the old Taoist.
Now he has a preliminary understanding of his own strength. There are many capable people in China, and there are many who are more powerful than him, but in Jiangnan City, no one can pose a threat to him.
At this moment, the mobile phone in his pocket rang. It was Han Shuai calling.
"Lao San, where are you? I've already arrived at Ye Weiyang, come here quickly!"
Ye Bufan looked at the time and it was already dark before he knew it. He said goodbye to Tang Tianyi and his son, then left the Tang family and rushed to Ye Weiyang KTV in Dongcheng District.
After he left, Ma Haidong also left, and the Tang family father and son returned to the study.
Tang Tianyi sat on the Taishi chair and asked: "Feng'er, how much did you pay Dr. Ye for consultation today?"
Tang Feng said: "Father, I gave you 1,000,000."
Hearing this number, Tang Tianyi shook his head slightly.
Tang Feng said in surprise: "What's wrong, father? Is there any problem? For a doctor, one million is already a sky-high medical fee. We gave 1,000,000, which should be a lot, right?"
"Feng'er, you are still a bit narrow-minded. 1,000,000 is a lot, but it depends on which doctor you are dealing with."
Tang Tianyi said, "Dr. Ye is a miracle doctor. He not only saved my old life, but also improved my cultivation. At the same time, he is also a Xuan-level warrior.
At just 20 years old, he was able to enter the Xuanfu level, and he was also a master of medicine. This ability was absolutely unmatched by anyone in the world.
We, the Tang family, should do our best to make friends with such masters. As long as Dr. Ye is willing, he can help you step into the Xuanjie anytime and anywhere."
Tang Feng said: "Father, it was just to make friends with Dr. Ye that I spent 1,000,000 at once."
"Otherwise, you are still far behind and your vision is too narrow. How could a master like Dr. Ye take money seriously? Didn't you cash the check and hand it over? He didn't even look at it.
Based on this alone, how can we make him look at our Tang family in a different light?"
"This...father, I didn't think well. Do you think there is any way to remedy this?"
Cold sweat broke out on Tang Feng's forehead as he spoke. If it really aroused Ye Bufan's dissatisfaction, then his hope of stepping into the Xuanjie threshold in the future would be in vain.
"For an expert like Dr. Ye, ordinary belongings will definitely have difficulty leaving an impression on him."
Tang Tianyi said, "Well, if you drive the car out of the warehouse, complete all the procedures and send it to Dr. Ye, it can be regarded as an expression of the sincerity of our Ye family."
"Okay, I get it."
Over the phone, Ma Wenbo and Zhu Linlin were sitting in a box in the bar, drinking with a young man about 30 years old.
The man's head was dyed colorfully, and there was a huge wolf head tattooed on his chest. At this moment, he was holding a gorgeous woman in his arms.
Ma Wenbo hung up the phone and said: "Brother Lang, we have found that boy. As long as you destroy his two legs, 300,000 brothers will be worth every penny."
