I started cultivating immortals from the first level of Qi refining in the city

It has been more than 1000 years since the establishment of the Hall of the King of Medicine, and the founder is Sun Simiao, the King of Medicine.

The reason why the Hall of Medicine King was established back then was because doctors were persecuted by various forces, and their status in the ancient martial arts world was very low.

After the establishment of the Hall of Medicine Kings, doctors from all walks of life huddled together to keep warm, and many of them were well-known old doctors.

Everyone is united, with the same hatred and hatred, and responds with the same voice in the face of oppression, that is, swear to the death.

As mentioned before, the ancient martial arts world is inseparable from doctors, so those forces that oppress doctors gradually began to converge, and a consensus was reached over time to spend money to buy elixir and healing medicines developed by doctors.

but.

The founder, Sun Simiao, is a doctor with superb medical skills, the best in the world, but his talent in martial arts is mediocre.

From ancient times to the present, there is no one in the Palace of Medicine Kings who can truly match the strength of the three major forces, so they are always inferior.

Even in the end, he had to compromise with the three major forces, and had to pay tribute to the three major forces for training materials every year.

The three major forces claimed to the outside world that the materials were protection fees, and they would protect all the doctors in the Palace of Medicine King.

In this way, the Hall of the King of Medicine has existed in the ancient martial arts world for more than 1000 years with a special status.

In the past, the three major forces did their best to maintain the safety of the Palace of Medicine King.

However, in recent years, there has been an undercurrent in the ancient martial arts world, and the three major forces have their own schemes and are all trying to preserve their strength.

As a result, several first-class sects united and obtained a lot of benefits from the Palace of Medicine King.

Zhang Zhongyu once found the leaders of the three major factions, and wanted them to come forward to sanction those first-class sects.

But the three major forces only agreed superficially, and no one wanted to show up.

Zhang Zhongyu fully understands that in the Palace of Medicine King, he must cultivate his own strong background.

The Hundred Sect Martial Arts Competition is held once every ten years, and all sect disciples under the age of 40 can participate.

As a prestigious force in the ancient martial arts world, Yaowangdian has received invitations every session.

However, the Palace of the Medicine King did not have any young talents to show for it. The Palace of the Medicine King had always been the laughing stock of the ancient martial arts circle in the past hundreds of martial arts competitions. Almost all the talents they sent were eliminated in the first round.

But this year, Zhang Zhongyu is full of confidence!

at this time.

Riverside villa.

Su Yang beat up Su Xinghe, the little guy finally calmed down, stood in front of Su Yang carefully, his eyes full of fear.

"Su Xinghe, I beat you up, do you hate me?" At this moment, Su Yang asked with a smile.

"hatred"

Su Xinghe almost told the truth, but when he realized it, he quickly changed his words: "Hate is impossible, brother, you hit me for my own good, I understand, I hope you can hit me often, so that I can become the leader of the country." Pillars, serve the country in the future, throw your head for the country, sprinkle "

"Stop."

Su Yang raised his hand to interrupt, and then said with a dark face: "I just asked if you hate me, why are you so far away?"

"Big brother, I don't hate it." Su Xinghe said seriously.

"It's almost there."

Su Yang nodded in satisfaction, and then asked: "Tell me about your situation. Where are you from? Su Xinghe is your real name?"

"To tell you the truth, my real name is Su Xinghe, my mother chose the name, she hopes that in the future, I will overlook the nine heavens and ten earths, and dominate the galaxy for hundreds of millions of miles!" Su Xinghe said proudly.

"Hehe, your mother has high expectations of you."

Su Yang smiled lightly, and then asked: "Where's your father, he shouldn't be as fierce as you said, right?"

"I don't have a father."

Grief flashed across Su Xinghe's eyes, and he forced a smile and said, "No, it should be said that I had a father, but he died a few days ago."

When Su Yang heard this, and saw Su Xinghe's expression, he felt a little guilty: "I'm sorry, I mentioned your sadness."

"Hey, brother, if you think this way, then you are wrong. I am not sad when my father died. I even want to set off firecrackers to celebrate."

"Ok?"

Su Yang frowned slightly and said, "Then you are really a dutiful son of the Hua Kingdom."

"Brother, you don't know, I have never met my father, and I have no relationship with him."

Su Xinghe said in a rare serious way: "As for me feeling sad just now, I thought of my mother and sister. They are sad when my father died. If they are unhappy, I feel sad."

"Ah."

Su Yang nodded, and didn't continue this topic, lest Su Xinghe feel depressed.

Afterwards, he changed the subject and said: "Su Xinghe, what's the matter with your strength, at such a young age, you have stepped into the realm of a master."

"Brother, haven't you already guessed it? I am indeed from the ancient martial arts sect and I live in southern Anhui."

Su Xinghe replied: "I was born prematurely and almost died when I was born. Fortunately, my grandma gave me the enlightenment and passed on my kung fu to me. I was able to survive because of the protection of my body."

"As for my specific identity, brother, it's inconvenient to say, I have to have some privacy, right?"

"You kid, you're such a smart guy." Su Yang glanced at Su Xinghe, but didn't ask any further questions.

"Brother, I'm very curious."

At this moment, Su Xinghe looked at Su Yang and couldn't help asking: "I'm already so strong, why are you still beating me? My mother said that there are no masters in the city. Could it be that you are from the ancient martial world? "

"I refuse to answer. I will answer your question when you tell me your real background."

Su Yang smiled, and then said: "Okay, this villa has many rooms, you can choose a room to rest, by the way, wait a moment, I will heal the injury on your butt."

"Don't bother big brother. I'm going out this time. I've brought everything with me. There's medicine for sores in my bag. It's effective for common trauma."

Su Xinghe showed a smile, and after a while of groping, he took out a palm-sized glazed bottle from the baggage he was carrying.

"Hehe, you are well prepared, kid." Su Yang couldn't help laughing.

"That's a must. If you run away from home, your quality of life can't be compromised. You can have everything you need in a baby bottle, milk powder, bear biscuit, hehehe." Su Xinghe smiled proudly.

"That's fine, you can take care of the injury yourself, I won't interfere, I still have something to do, I need to leave the villa, don't wander around, I will probably come back with Concubine Xuan at night, and take you to eat." Su Yang said.

Su Xinghe smiled and said: "Brother Haole, you can go and do your work, and leave me alone."

"Ah."

Su Yang nodded lightly, then strode out of the living room, and drove straight to Su's Manor.

Now that grandpa and dad are paralyzed in bed, the Su family needs Su Yang to take charge of the overall situation. He has to go back and take a look, at least to stabilize the hearts of the Su family.

After watching Su Yang drive away, Su Xinghe's expression immediately became arrogant.