Listening to Uncle Jian shouting that it was impossible, Old Hua's face became more and more exciting, and he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "That's the truth, there is no way to deny it."

Uncle Jian woke up from his dream and said, "How did this kid do it?"

"Simple, he directly used external forces to clear the blocked meridians and remove the stagnation and poison." Mr. Hua said concisely.

"What, external force clears the meridians? This is impossible!" Uncle Jian shouted, but he fell silent again the next second. What he called impossible has become reality.

"Is it because he has practiced some strange martial arts, so his internal strength is different from that of ordinary people?" Uncle Jian thought.

"Extraordinary martial arts?" Old Hua frowned and thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Have you ever heard of any master who practices can do this?"

Uncle Jian was silent again. He knew very well that the human meridians were fragile, external forces invaded, and the meridians were broken. This was a common sense question.

"Then how did he do it? Could it be that he not only relies on unique martial arts, but also his advanced medical skills?" Uncle Jian really couldn't believe this.

Medical skills require accumulation, especially the clever medical skills. Mr. Hua has accumulated and studied them all his life before he can achieve what he has achieved today.

Yu Mo is young, how could he do this?

Anyway, Uncle Jian doesn't believe it.

Mr. Hua's heart moved, remembered a tiny detail from a while ago, and said, "I'm afraid his medical skills are not ordinary."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Jian looked at Mr. Hua in shock and said, "How is that possible? Do you have such a high evaluation of his medical skills?"

Old Hua sighed and said quietly: "I spent a lot of effort to determine that Leilei only had half a month's lifespan, but Yu Mo only looked at it and judged it in one go. I didn't care much at that time. Now when I recall it, the half month he said in his mouth probably refers to Leilei's lifespan."

"ah--"

Uncle Jian was stunned and could not speak for a long time.

Mr. Hua took a lot of effort to make a judgment, but Yu Mo only took a look. Isn’t this a verdict? Is Mr. Hua really better than him? Is he not as good as a boy in medical skills?

Uncle Jian really couldn't believe this result.

Mr. Hua patted Uncle Jian’s shoulder and said meaningfully: “Yu Mo is not as simple as we imagined. I have seen countless people in my life, but I can’t see through him at all.”

Uncle Jian’s heart was filled with waves and said, “Old Hua, if I told you another thing, you might be even more surprised.”

"What's up?"

"I'm fighting with Yu Mo again, this time I fight with my life."

"Ah, why are you two like this?"

Uncle Jian shook his head and said, "This is all a misunderstanding. What I want to talk about is the result. Can you guess the result, Mr. Hua?"

Mr. Hua asked suspiciously: "Didn't you fight last time? Between you guys."

Uncle Jian smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I thought I had tried his true level. This time I realized that I was outrageously wrong. His true level was beyond my imagination. I guess he was probably a master of Cunjin."

"Master Cun Jin?" Old Hua was startled and raised his eyebrows. He himself had Cun Jin's cultivation, so he understood the difference between Cun Jin and Dark Jin, and also understood how difficult it is to cultivate Cun Jin.

How old is Yu Mo? How could he do this?

Uncle Jian could guess Mr. Hua’s thoughts and said bitterly: “Mr. Hua, I know your thoughts, but he defeated me so easily, except for his Cun Jin’s cultivation level, what else can I explain.”

"That's true." Mr. Hua nodded secretly and said with a loss: "This trip to Jiang'an really gave me too many surprises. My concepts were too old in the past, but this time I really made me realize it and benefited a lot."

"Old Hua, this is all mine. If I hadn't invited you to Jiang'an, these wouldn't have happened." Uncle Jian said apologetically.

Mr. Hua laughed loudly and said, "I'm thanking you for coming, but I don't blame you. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I'm still stubborn and a frog in a well."

Uncle Jian breathed a sigh of relief. If Mr. Hua had complaints about him and the Ye family because of this incident, it would be really not worth the loss.

"Old Hua, where are you going after leaving Jiang'an?" Uncle Jian asked curiously.

"Travel around the world, wherever you go." Old Hua said mysteriously, Uncle Jian tactfully stopped asking.

Early in the morning, a stranger came to the door of the Jin family villa.

The man was bald and dressed in rags. He was wearing a robe with a big hole in his body. He held a bowl in one hand, held a cane in the other hand, stepped on straw sandals, and dressed as an ascetic monk. He stopped at the gate of the Jin family villa.

The security guard stretched his neck, looked at the ascetic monk with contempt, and shouted: "Bald donkey, get away, this is not where you should come."

The ascetic monk raised his head, looked at the magnificent gate, turned a deaf ear, and walked straight towards the gate.

The security guard immediately became furious and rushed out angrily, shouting: "Are you deaf? Get out of here, you are a dead bald donkey, where can you come from here?"

The security guard rushed to the other side and reached out to push him. However, in the blink of an eye, the security guard flew backwards like a kite with broken strings.

Bang!

There was a loud noise from the door, and the door panel shook a few times, and then the security guard slid down from the door like a dead fish.

"Who are you?" the other security guards were stunned and scolded in surprise.

However, the ascetic monk still said nothing and walked straight inside. The security guard woke up like a dream, and the evil spirit rushed towards the man at the same time.

Bang bang bang bang!

The door suffered heavy blows one after another, trembling and almost falling apart. Security guards slid down from the door, stacking all over the floor like a heir.

The ascetic monk walked into the villa without looking at these people more.

When others heard the movement, they gathered from all directions, surrounding the ascetic monks in the middle, staring at them, as if they could take action at any time.

But the ascetic monks were not afraid at all, as if these people did not exist at all.

"Catch him!"

Suddenly, with a loud roar, a group of people rushed towards the ascetic monk, dancing with their fists and sticks, and greeted the ascetic monk together.

"stop!"

Suddenly, a sudden shout rang behind the crowd.

Jin Wanhao was covered in frost and hurried over, shouting, "What are you doing around you? Get out of here, get out of here!"

The crowd spread out a road, and Jin Wanhao walked in anxiously.

When he saw the ascetic monk, he was shocked all over, his face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly bent down respectfully, and said extremely piously: "Master Hongyuan, I'm really sorry. They don't know you. If they are negligent, I will apologize to you."

It turns out that this ascetic monk is Master Hongyuan, the master who fought against Yu Mo.

Jin Wanhao lowered his eyebrows and did not dare to disrespect Master Hongyuan.

Master Hongyuan raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at Jin Wanhao, and without saying a word, he raised his legs and walked into the villa.
Chapter completed!