Chapter 88 This Is Not a Disease, It Is a Poison

Not long after, the door was opened, and a maid bowed respectfully and said, "The head of the family invites you."

"Everyone, please." Meng Tianling said, and then everyone entered the bedroom together.

There were not many people in the bedroom, only a few maids who took care of people and a middle-aged man with a rough appearance and a strong body.

Sitting on the bed was a white-haired and skinny old man. His face was full of wrinkles and pale, his eyes were empty and tired, and he was tortured by illness.

This was the pillar of the Meng family, the head of the family Meng Tianhuang.

Fang Chen had a complicated expression. The man in front of him was an old friend of his master. He had met him twice when he was a child. At that time, Meng Tianhuang was strong and ruddy.

But he didn't expect that in just a few years, he would become what he is now.

Meng Tianhuang also looked over and swept his face over Fang Chen and others.

But he didn't recognize Fang Chen. After all, Fang Chen was too young at that time, and his appearance has changed a lot now.

He forced a smile and said to Lin Yuan: "Sorry, Master Lin, I can't drink with you."

The two of them are old acquaintances, which is why Lin Yuan came here in person.

Lin Yuan saw Meng Tianhuang's appearance, his expression was complicated.

"Master Meng, there will be a chance to drink together. Come, let me see, maybe I have a way to cure it."

After that, he walked in front of Meng Tianhuang.

Meng Tianhuang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "This is an old problem of mine, it can't be cured."

Having said that, he still stretched out his hand.

Lin Yuan held Meng Tianhuang's wrist and explored his body with his spiritual sense.

The surroundings were silent, and everyone was afraid of affecting Lin Yuan's exploration.

Meng Tianling and the rough man were full of expectations, hoping that Lin Yuan could see the problem, at least give them more hope.

But after an incense stick, Lin Yuan let go of his hand and remained silent.

But everyone could see from his depressed look that he failed.

Meng Tianling showed disappointment, but soon returned to normal.

He had experienced too many failures like this and had long been accustomed to them.

Meng Tianhuang was not disappointed, but smiled and said: "Master Lin, why do you have to do this? It's an old problem, and I accept it."

Lin Yuan sighed slightly and said: "This disease is extremely strange. I can clearly sense its existence, but I can't detect where it is. But I vaguely feel that this disease is a bit evil and sinister."

Meng Tianling said: "Master Lin Yuan is right, and the masters who came before said the same thing, but no one can see the clues. Using medicine and pills has no effect."

Jingying said: "Even my master can't see it, I'm afraid no one in Shendongyu can see it."

Meng Tianling frowned slightly, and the other people in the Meng family were also dissatisfied.

"Jingying!" Lin Yuan scolded.

Jingying knew that her words were a bit too much, but she didn't think she was wrong.

The disease that even her master couldn't see, the only one who could see it in Shendongyu was the sixth-grade master.

"Let me try."

Suddenly, a voice sounded, attracting everyone's attention.

Everyone looked over and found that the person who spoke was Fang Chen.

Everyone then realized that Wanxing had also sent someone.

When Jingying saw Fang Chen said he wanted to try, she immediately said disdainfully: "Even my master couldn't see the illness of the head of the Meng family, can you? Don't embarrass yourself here."

Fang Chen ignored her and looked at Meng Tianhuang.

Meng Tianhuang asked: "I wonder who this little brother is?"

"My surname is Fang, and I am a first-class guest of Wanxing Auction House." Fang Chen said.

"First-class guest."

Everyone was shocked. It is not so easy to get a first-class guest of Wanxing Auction House, which means that Fang Chen must have something outstanding that Wanxing pays attention to.

The most important thing is that Fang Chen has become a first-class guest of Wanxing at such a young age, and he has a bright future.

Lin Yuan looked at Fang Chen and asked: "Are you also an alchemist?"

"Yes." Fang Chen did not deny it.

"What grade?"

"Second grade."

When this was said, everyone was slightly shocked. Although the second grade is low, Fang Chen is young.

The youngest well-known second-grade alchemist is now 27 or 28 years old.

Lin Yuan asked again: "How old are you, young friend?"

"Seventeen."

Everyone gasped.

A seventeen-year-old second-grade alchemist is simply a rare alchemy genius!

"Impossible!"

Jingying shouted in disbelief.

She became a first-grade alchemist at the age of sixteen, which is already the most talented among the younger generation in the East Region of the Gods. How could Fang Chen become a second-grade alchemist at the age of seventeen!

There is no such a genius in this world!

"I don't believe it! Unless you refine a second-grade pill in front of me! Otherwise, you can never be a second-grade alchemist!" she said.

Han Bingxin sneered: "Who are you? Why does Fang Keqing need your approval to be a second-grade alchemist?"

"Because I am the top genius in the alchemy! I can't do it, how can he do it!"

She looked at Fang Chen with contempt and disdain. She also didn't believe that there was anyone in the alchemy of the East Region of the Gods who had a higher talent than her.

"Just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't do it. You really think you're a big shot." Han Bingxin couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"You!"

Jingying's face was filled with anger. She had never been mocked like this since she started on the path of alchemy.

"Jingying! Enough!" Lin Yuan scolded.

Although Jingying was still very angry, she saw that her master was really angry, so she could only say "you coward" and then stopped talking.

"My friend, I'm really sorry." Lin Yuan apologized.

"It's okay." Fang Chen said.

He ignored Jingying from beginning to end. There was no need for such an arrogant person to say anything because the other party wouldn't listen.

Meng Tianling looked at Fang Chen hesitantly. Although Fang Chen was young and promising, he was too young.

He felt that there was no need for Fang Chen to see it, as it would be a waste of time.

But at this time, Meng Tianhuang spoke: "In that case, Fang Keqing, I'll trouble you."

Meng Tianling was stunned and said: "Father!"

Meng Tianhuang waved his hand and said, "Keqing Fang is here to see a doctor for me, how could I possibly let someone go there in vain? This is not the way our Meng family treats guests."

Meng Tianling thought for a moment and finally said nothing more.

Now with his father's situation, he can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

"I'm sorry to bother you, Fang Keqing." Meng Tianling said.

Fang Chen nodded slightly and immediately came to Meng Tianhuang's bed.

"You don't know what you can do." Jingying said disdainfully.

Fang Chen ignored her, slowly held Meng Tianhuang's wrist, and penetrated it with his spiritual consciousness.

Just as Lin Yuan said, Meng Tianhuang's body was extremely weird. It was obvious that everything in his body was destroyed, but the source could not be found.

It was as if Meng Tianhuang's body was supposed to be like this, revealing a strangeness.

"Um?"

As he continued to probe deeper into his body, Fang Chen suddenly noticed a familiar aura.

He searched with his spiritual sense and found that it was the direction of Dantian.

“There’s something wrong with Dantian, or the root cause lies there!”

He felt a little happy and went directly to his dantian!

Lin Tianhuang's dantian was extremely huge, and even Fang Chen couldn't explore it all.

Such a powerful Dantian has already surpassed the realm of Taoism and reached a higher realm.

That is also the realm that Fang Chen looks up to.

He explored around his Dantian, but what made him frown slightly was that the familiar feeling was indeed there, but he couldn't sense where it was.

"Familiar, but don't know where it is?"

Fang Chen fell into deep thought, and the knowledge of a sixth-grade alchemist kept flashing in his mind.

The knowledge of this sixth-grade alchemist is not only in alchemy, but also has extremely high insights into the efficacy of medicinal materials.

At this moment, Fang Chen listed all the possibilities that could lead to such a situation.

He soon came to the conclusion that this was not a disease, but a poison.