The hunchbacked old man said word by word, with a pair of sharp eyes looking straight at Yang Fan.

I am the poison king!

Even though Yang Fan had expected it, he was shocked.

In the mouth of Mr. Mu, the Poison King is a powerful person who competes in the same era as the ancestor of the Medicine King of Medicine Valley?

So, this poison king should be the older generation of the Nascent Soul Stage monster, at least it was like this before.

In addition to being shocked, Yang Fan also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and the mystery hovered in his heart was finally solved.

No wonder the hunchbacked old man is knowledgeable and knowledgeable in medicine. No wonder the terrible injuries on his body cannot even do anything to him. No wonder the bloodsucking snake whip he gave is so powerful...

When his identity was revealed, each mystery was solved accordingly, and Yang Fan was very pleased: he could discuss medical knowledge with a generation of Medicine King and Poison King at the same time.

Such an honor and opportunity is what countless pharmacists and drug experts in Yuyang Country dream of.

"What's wrong? You're a little disappointed after confirming my identity?"

The hunchbacked old man looked at Yang Fan lightly.

"Senior misunderstood. No matter what your identity is, Yang will come here to fulfill his promise. The three purposes mentioned just now have achieved two. Yang returns to Yihe Village within three years and find out his identity. Now I want to heal you for your injuries."

Yang Fan said calmly.

"Okay, I'm really not wrong." A hurried look on the old man's face, and the tone changed again: "However, before you achieve your third goal, I still need to fulfill my own promise."

"Senior, please tell me." Yang Fan had already expected something.

"I promised that if you can advance to concentrate within three years, I will devote all my life to teaching you."

The hunchbacked old man's eyes flashed with a few traces of expectation.

"Senior want to accept me as his disciple?"

Yang Fan was slightly stunned. For some reason, he had some grudges about the apprenticeship.

Perhaps it is because of his kindness as his father's master Liu Wuhen, or perhaps it is because he has the heaven-defying technique and no longer accepts others.

"That's right." The hunchbacked old man said resolutely: "As long as you take me as your teacher, I will teach you all the poisonous techniques that make the world of cultivation scared."

"Poison Technique?" Yang Fan frowned. The Poison Technique and his Holy Healing Chapter of the Immortal Hong Jue are enemies of life and death.

He himself is on the path of holy doctor, but he doesn't want to change the poison technique.

Moreover, when he was practicing the Desolate Thousand Miles of Poison Technique, the difficulty was very difficult. In the Immortal Hong Jue, except for the Holy Healing Chapter, all other magical powers, spells or poison Techniques are all in the way.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to learn my poison skills? You should know that poison skills are originally a branch of the medicine path. With your foundation and talent, you will definitely become a new generation of poison kings in a few years."

The hunchbacked old man was puzzled.

He didn't understand that there would be people who would not agree to such good things. As the Poison King, he wanted to accept disciples, and I wonder how many monks flocked to him.

Yang Fan took a deep breath and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Senior Poison King, I can't worship you as my teacher."

"What?! You don't want to!"

A terrifying pressure suddenly surged from the hunchbacked old man that suppressed and condensed the surrounding areas.

This pressure is so powerful that it is as powerful as the Master of Jade Valley in Yaoxian Valley.

Fortunately, the "Qingshen Jade Pendant" that Yang Fan wore was close to his body flowed out an invisible stream, blocking some of his pressure.

At the same time, his initial level of Golden Pill soul realm also formed a huge defensive layer.

In this case, even when facing this poison king who may enter the Nascent Soul stage, Yang Fan can still remain calm on the surface.

"Huh?" The hunchbacked old man looked surprised, and the pressure on his body flashed and stared at Yang Fan: "You..."

"What's wrong with senior?"

Yang Fan was nervous. He refused the other party's request, wondering if this terrible person, known as the poison king, would be detrimental to him.

"You... have you stepped into the advanced level of Jindan?" The hunchbacked old man's voice trembled slightly.

"If you are the senior, I have not entered the advanced level, but the soul realm has reached the early stage of the Golden Pill."

Yang Fan knew that he had exposed the stuff when he was resisting the opponent's pressure just now.

"Nonsense, of course I refer to your high-level soul realm of the Golden Pill." The hunchbacked old man was surprised and a little angry.

"But, there is a difference between the two..."

Yang Fan said very puzzled.

"Hmph, your soul realm has entered the early stage of the Golden Pill, and half of your foot has entered the advanced level. The Golden Pill level is useless for you, and this is different from the difference."

The hunchbacked old man showed a few smiles on his face.

"this……"

Yang Fan was really speechless.

"Okay, no wonder you don't want to worship me as your teacher. With such rapid cultivation and realm, you will probably have experts behind you to give me advice."

The hunchbacked old man sighed, with a few disappointments on his face.

"Senior, why did you say this? I just don't want to change into the poisonous path. This conflicts with my own martial arts. Besides, don't you also have your own disciples?"

Yang Fan comforted.

"Disciple? Are you talking about that evil disciple!" The hunchbacked old man immediately cursed: "I have accepted three introductory disciples, all of whom are extremely cunning and insidious, and they are all ungrateful and repaid their grudges..."

Yang Fan was slightly stunned and couldn't help but think to himself: Every disciple of yours is so sinister and cunning, maybe it's inherited from you?

As the saying goes, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. Why didn’t this happen when Yang Fan went to Yaoxian Valley?

"Senior, I am very interested in your injury. I tried it back then, but it was not successful, and now I am determined to try it."

Yang Fan said with a smile again.

Since he changed his medical practice, he has never encountered any incurable diseases except this only example.

Perhaps because he wanted to pursue perfection, his cultivation has increased greatly and he is ready to try again.

"I can let you treat it. But you have to agree to a small request."

The hunchbacked old man said lightly.

"What are the requirements?" Yang Fan showed a strange look on his face. He had to make a request for him to treat the other party's injuries.

It seems that the hunchbacked old man didn't believe that Yang Fan could cure his injuries.

"I want to accept you as my disciple's original intention is to cultivate a generation of poison kings. After several years, I will defeat the 'medicine king' with poison skills and let out a vent for me..."

The hunchbacked old man sighed lightly.

"It's true..." Yang Fan said in his heart.

"However, since you are not suitable for learning poison skills, I can still devote all my life to all. After a few years, whether you use poison skills or medical skills, if you can surpass the Medicine King in one of them and tell him that you are my registered disciple, I will have no regrets in this life." The hunchbacked old man sighed softly and asked, "This requirement is not too much. You can inherit my medical skills for hundreds of years and the poisonous skills, and you don't have to become a disciple."

"This..." Yang Fan couldn't bear it anymore, and he inherited the hundreds of years of mantras and hard work of others, but he didn't have to become a disciple.

"Young people can agree, but they have to do their best."

Yang Fan pondered for a long time and finally agreed.

"Okay, okay." The hunchbacked old man showed a look of relief: "With your terrible talent and progress, you will likely surpass that old man in medical science in the future."

"Senior, can I see your injury..." Yang Fan changed the topic.

"It's OK at any time." The hunchbacked old man smiled softly.

Yang Fan hurriedly came to the hunchbacked old man and began to check his magnificence.

The humble and old body of the hunchbacked old man contained tremendous and amazing vitality, far better than anyone Yang Fan had seen.

From this we can see that he is the most powerful among Yang Fan’s treatment people.

However, there is a more terrifying light of destruction in the body of the hunchbacked old man, circling and swaying, killing his vitality.

Especially the broken leg and the destructive and devilish aura made Yang Fan feel familiar.

“Huh?”

Yang Fan exclaimed in surprise and blurted out: "Three Evil Demon Flame!"

The hunchbacked old man's body stiffened and his face showed a strange look: "Can you see my injury?"

"Senior, what's going on? Are you hurt by the 'Three Evil Old Demon'?"

Yang Fan was shocked and unsure.

"That's right, it's him..." The hunchbacked old man took a deep breath: "This demon is in Yuyang Country with great magic skills, no one can defeat him, and even has the terrible strength to kill the Nascent Soul of the same level. My terrible injury was just injured by him. If I hadn't been proficient in pharmacology, I would have died long ago."

Huh~~

Yang Fan breathed a long sigh and said with a serious expression: "So, Sanyou Old Demon and Senior, are you the enemy of life and death?"

"Yes, I dreamed of killing him." The hunchbacked old man gritted his teeth and said, "It's a pity that this demon is too strong and has a great opportunity. The 'Three Ghost Demon Flame' in his hand is one of the four major demon flames of the Northern Qin Dynasty. There are only a handful of people who can match it under the great Nascent Soul cultivator."

"Since this is the case, then the younger generation will have to heal the injuries of the seniors. Even if I can't do it now, I will heal you when I step into the advanced level."

The sharp light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and his face was determined.
To be continued...