Chapter 397 Warrior’s Heart

"Without Dr. Fang's careful guidance, Miaomiao would not be what it is today. Dr. Fang's kindness will never be forgotten by Miaomiao!"

Wang Miaomiao stood up, walked off the rock, and bowed deeply to Fang Bai with infinite gratitude.

Wang Miaomiao couldn't remember how many times she had bowed to Fang Bai in the past two days. Every time she bowed, the gratitude and emotion in her heart would become more intense.

In Wang Miaomiao's heart, although Fang Bai was not her master, the kindness he gave her was comparable to a teacher's kindness.

From yesterday to today, in just one day and one night, Fang Bai brought a transformation to Wang Miaomiao. Wang Miaomiao's future will also undergo earth-shaking changes as a result.

Wang Miaomiao originally thought that the improvement of two small realms yesterday was the end of her martial arts, but she did not expect that she could go one step further today and reach the perfect yellow level in one fell swoop.

The perfection of the Huang level is already the pinnacle of the Huang level warriors. Among the disciples of the "Wonderful Medicine Pavilion", once their strength reaches this level, their status will change and they can truly be compared with several elders.

"When you reach the Yellow Level, your cultivation will encounter a bottleneck. In the future, if you want to continue to make breakthroughs in martial arts, I won't be able to help you much. It all depends on your own luck."

Fang Bai looked at Wang Miaomiao, who was standing with hands down in front of him with a respectful expression, and said with a smile.

"I...can I really go any further?"

Wang Miaomiao asked cautiously, with a tremor in her voice.

If there is another breakthrough at the Huang level, he will step into the ranks of Xuan level warriors. This is a goal that Wang Miaomiao never dared to think about before.

"Actually... Miaomiao feels very satisfied with what she has achieved now. Whether there can be another breakthrough is not important to Miaomiao."

Wang Miaomiao then said again.

"you are wrong!"

Fang Bai's expression straightened and he said solemnly: "Warrior, you must always maintain a positive attitude, an enterprising spirit, a heart that never admits defeat, and a heart that never gives up! I have used elixirs to cleanse your tendons and cut your marrow. Your foundation is already better than that of most warriors in the world. As long as you keep practicing, you will definitely continue to make progress!"

Fang Bai walked to the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his hands, looked at the rising sun that had jumped out of the sea of ​​clouds, and said the last word: "You must always remember this sentence: hard work may not necessarily lead to success, but giving up will definitely lead to failure!"

The hunting mountain wind blew his white clothes and black hair, giving people the feeling that he seemed to be flying away with the wind at any time. The sunlight shone on his body, adding a bit of sanctity and mystery to his whole person.

"Well, Miaomiao remembers it!"

Wang Miaomiao nodded vigorously.

At this moment, in Wang Miaomiao's eyes, Fang Bai, bathed in the rays of the morning sun, was like a tall god standing there, making people feel like they wanted to fall to the ground and worship.

It was already getting dark, and most of the guests attending the "World Congress of Traditional Chinese Medicine" had already gotten up.

Seeing more and more people walking towards the cliff, Fang Bai and Wang Miaomiao did not stay where they were, and left one after the other.

Accompanied by Wang Miaomiao, Fang Bai went to the restaurant to have some breakfast, and then met Wen Yu, Lin Ruoxue and others at "Baicaoju".

"I am relatively familiar with Hua Chun, Hua Yi and others from Zhongzhou's Huichunzhai. In order to avoid suspicion, I will not sit with you after entering the conference center. Don't worry, I have a way to keep in touch with Miaomiao at any time. The first place in this medical skills competition is decided by Miaomiao!"

After Fang Bai said this, he gave Wang Miaomiao an encouraging look, exchanged a few words with Wen Yu, Lin Ruoxue and others, then left alone and went to the conference center.

"Miaomiao, you and Dr. Fang stayed in the secret room for a whole night. What did he teach you?"

After Fang Bai left, Wen Yu looked at Wang Miaomiao with a smile and asked warmly.

In the past, Wang Miaomiao was just an ordinary disciple of the "Miaoyi Pavilion" and could not get into the eyes of senior officials like Wen Yu.

But now it's different. With this relationship with Fang Bai, Wang Miaomiao's role becomes more important. The senior officials of "Miaoyi Pavilion", including Wen Yu, have the same attitude towards Wang Miaomiao. Getting better and better.

Moreover, after Fang Bai's personal guidance, Wang Miaomiao's strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and her medical skills have also improved, which is no longer comparable to that of ordinary "Miaoyi Pavilion" disciples.

"Doctor Fang asked me to carefully consider the medical skills I learned from him yesterday, and also explained some martial arts things to me..."

Wang Miaomiao kept Fang Bai's words in mind and did not reveal a single word of the cultivation techniques and medical skills that Fang Bai taught her.

"Doctor Fang is very confident that you will win first place. How confident are you?"

Wen Yu asked again with a smile.

Not only was Wen Yu not angry about Wang Miaomiao's tight-lippedness, but he also appreciated it. He felt that this disciple was honest and trustworthy, had a good character, and was worthy of vigorous training.

"I will do my best not to disappoint the Pavilion Master and the elders, nor to embarrass Dr. Fang!"

Although Fang Bai once told Wang Miaomiao that with her current medical skills, she was no longer inferior to the four major Chinese doctors in China and had a great chance of winning the first place, but Wang Miaomiao did not promise Wen Yu to have a medical exchange. The first place is none other than myself.

Wang Miaomiao felt that she was still too young and had too much to learn, so she did not dare to be arrogant or complacent. She decided to wait until the end of the "World Congress of Traditional Chinese Medicine" to concentrate on practicing ancient martial arts and studying Medical skills, constantly enrich and improve yourself.

In the past, Wang Miaomiao's goal in practicing ancient martial arts and learning medical skills was her master Zhu Ying, but after accepting Fang Bai's guidance, her eyesight suddenly opened up, and she knew that there were actually such miraculous cultivation techniques and such wonderful skills in the world. medical skills.

Now Wang Miaomiao has set her sights on Fang Bai.

His strength has reached the perfection level of Huang Level, and he is already on an equal footing with several elders in the pavilion. If he were replaced by other disciples of "Miaoyi Pavilion", he could not help but show off to Wen Yu and other senior officials, but Wang Miaomiao did not show up. Voice.

The cultivation technique that Fang Bai passed on to Wang Miaomiao was very special and could restrain the aura very well, so Wen Yu and others did not realize that Wang Miaomiao's strength had improved for a while.

After a while, the disciples of the "Miaoyi Pavilion" headed by Wen Yu put on the unique white clothes of the "Miaoyi Pavilion" and went to the conference center in the center of the mountain top to participate in the five ancient medical sects that were held on time at eight o'clock. Medical skills competition among disciples.

The "World Congress of Traditional Chinese Medicine" is a grand event in the world's medical community, and the medical skills competition among disciples of the five ancient medical schools is the grand event among the grand events, and is the most anticipated part of the conference for all guests.

When Wen Yu and others arrived at the entrance of the conference center, they encountered senior officials from the other four ancient medical sects arriving one after another with their disciples.