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As Zhang Zitao listened to the Master's words, his heart was also filled with anticipation.

He was very curious as to what level the strength of a master had reached.

He also wanted to use the existence of a master to stimulate his own strength.

However, he did not expect that the power displayed by the master would be able to send him flying with a single palm strike.

Zhang Zitao flew backwards, his body forcibly sliding a few meters on the soft soil.

It was easy to imagine how much strength the master had exerted with that strike.

And the most terrifying thing was, the master had only used half of his cultivation.

And Zhang Zitao's performance, also caused the master to be somewhat shocked. He did not expect Zhang Zitao to react in such a way with just that one strike.

If it was an ordinary person, he would have been beaten to a pulp long ago, falling to the ground unconscious.

When the master attacked, he regretted it immediately.

He thought, with this, if he were to heavily injure Zhang Zitao, it would not be good.

However, the force he used was already on his hands, so he wouldn't be able to take it back.

He could only watch helplessly as his hand struck Zhang Zitao's body, sending him flying.

But what he did not expect was that Zhang Zitao would actually be able to stand up again so quickly.

This was indeed a surprise to the master.

"Are you alright?"

The Master curiously asked Zhang Zitao. He walked forward and indeed, he did not find any traces of injuries on Zhang Zitao's body.

There was only the torn clothes on Zhang Zitao's body and a speechless expression on his face.

"Do I look alright here?"

Zhang Zitao looked at him speechlessly and shook his arm.

"Dislocated? Let me help you. "

The master said so on his own initiative.

The abnormality and special existence on Zhang Zitao made the master very curious.

After the previous round, in his heart he had already come to a conclusion regarding Zhang Zitao's strength.

If one were to use Zhang Zitao's Pure Yang Divine Art as the standard of evaluation, Zhang Zitao was at the late stage of the second floor.

The master, on the other hand, was at the early fourth level.

The difference in strength was extremely obvious.

The first few levels of Pure Yang Divine Art emphasized on the improvement of one's physique, but the next few levels, each layer's breakthrough, were all major improvements in strength.

It was just that the early stages were not as obvious as the later stages.

"No need, I can handle it myself."

Zhang Zitao directly refused.

If a master were to show up, it would probably hurt a lot.

Zhang Zitao did not want to cause himself indescribable pain in this matter.

Moreover, with his medical skills, he could rest assured that he would not feel the slightest bit of pain during the process.

"Eh? Young man, why is your method of taking them back so strange? "

The Master asked Zhang Zitao curiously.

He realized that Zhang Zitao really had a lot of secrets.

He was also proficient in medical skills, but he actually didn't know the treatment method Zhang Zitao had used to repair the bones.

At the same time, he became even more curious about the things that Zhang Zitao had on him.

He wanted to know just how many secrets Zhang Zitao had.

Zhang Zitao was a little speechless. The ordinary old man in front of him was actually a cultivator.

It was no wonder that Elder Zhou was so respectful to him.

"This is just my side technique."

Zhang Zitao responded indifferently.

He couldn't possibly tell the master that his technique came from the inheritance of the ancient jade, right?

Although he was now certain that the old man in front of him was a cultivator, he was afraid that the things that Zhang Zitao had experienced, would cause the old man to have a bad thought if he told the old man about it.

Even though the master didn't look like that kind of person, he wasn't afraid of ten thousand.

Zhang Zitao was still quite cautious.

During the time he drove here, Zhang Zitao specifically studied the cultivation knowledge in his mind.

He was able to find out what exactly was that space he went to last time.

However, there were no records of the method of entry in his mind.

At the same time, he understood Gu Yu's inheritance method.

Amongst cultivators, one could borrow some special materials and store some of the cultivator's life experiences and special techniques within them.

However, that material was not jade. Rather, it was a material existence created by cultivators using their cultivation.

Zhang Zitao had inherited Gray Shadow and his medical skills from the ancient jade. If the other cultivators knew that he was plotting against them, they would be able to snatch it from Zhang Zitao.

As for Zhang Zitao, her master, if he wanted to pass on the inheritance from the ancient jade to others, he needed to reach a certain level of cultivation.

As long as his cultivation level reached that level, he could selectively duplicate the information he wanted to impart to the person he wanted to impart.

However, if it had been stolen away by someone, it would have completely disappeared!

What Zhang Zitao was speechless about just now was that he still thought that he was the only cultivator left in this world.

It seemed that he would have to be as careful as he could to keep the secrets of his Insight and Gray Shadow from now on.

If someone found out, Zhang Zitao's situation would become more dangerous.

After all, if they could meet a cultivator here, the number of cultivators in the world would definitely exceed Zhang Zitao's imagination.

And Zhang Zitao was not wrong, the existence that the Master mentioned, was a gathering place for cultivators.

However, that level only existed in legends in the mundane world.

How many people had come out of that place, and where they had come from, few knew.

"A side door technique?"

Master was asking Zhang Zitao.

"Yeah."

Zhang Zitao nodded as he replied.

"Then let me feel it!"

Master said this, Zhang Zitao was confused, how did Master want to feel it?

And Master's reaction in the next second was completely unexpected for Zhang Zitao.

To think that in order to understand Zhang Zitao's technique, the Master had forcefully dislocated his own arm.

Zhang Zitao was speechless.

What was this old man thinking?

The reason why the master did this was to experience it for himself.

Sometimes, studying medicine was not a theoretical summary. One would understand that and needed to try.

After all, the master and the rest did not have the gray shadow that existed in Zhang Zitao's mind.

They needed to feel it directly before they could truly understand the crux of it.

"Come."

Master said to Zhang Zitao.

"No."

Zhang Zitao rejected him immediately.

Just the Master's reaction made Zhang Zitao feel baffled.

Zhang Zitao didn't want to do this at all.