My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

As soon as these words were spoken, Feng Buqun's eyes widened.

"Aren't you here to become my disciple?"

If those who come to Fengyu Sect now are not here to become disciples, then what else could they be here for?

Visiting, traveling?

How could a person like Fang Buqiu have such leisure and ease?

Feng Buqun stared, took two or three steps over dozens of steps, and stood in front of Fang Buqiu.

The two of them just went up all the way, and if they went up a little further they would reach the top of Liaoqiao Peak.

If he is not here to become my disciple, how can I bring him along with me?

Fang Buqiu looked at Feng Buqun's actions and smiled faintly, "Why? Now, can't we visit the Fengyu Sect if we don't want to become his disciple?"

Feng Buqun immediately bowed when he heard this. He did not dare to be too disrespectful to this person who was quite famous in this chaotic place.

"Master Fang, you are visiting our Fengyu Sect. Naturally, everyone in our sect will welcome you with open arms."

"But...but if you just want to see my master, then I still need to let you know first. Most importantly, you need to tell me why you've come to see my master."

"That way, I can do my work!"

Feng Buqun stood in front and spoke with a bow.

Although he did stop Fang Buqiu, he kept a very humble attitude.

Fang Buqiu looked at Feng Buqun with his unusual eyes, and then glanced at the top of Liaoqiao Peak.

He waved his hand, "Forget it."

"Since we need to clarify things with Sect Master Feng before we can meet him, why don't we sit down and have a good chat?"

Hearing Fang Buqiu's offer of reassurance, Feng Buqun hurried forward.

"That would be best, please!"

Two figures then walked down the long steps of Liaoqiao Peak.

They arrived at the main hall of Fengyu Sect right in the middle of the mountain gate.

Feng Buqun first waved his hand to dismiss the other cultivators in the hall, and then brought a teapot.

He personally poured Fang Buqiu a cup of hot tea.

Fang Buqiu took the teacup, nodded slightly, took a sip, and a look of relief appeared on his face.

"Do you know why I chose the path of medical practice?"

The sudden question caught Feng Buqun off guard. He put down the teapot in a daze.

"I really don't know about this matter. I only know that Master Fang, you have profound attainments in the field of medicine."

"In the entire chaotic land, you are this existence."

Feng Buqun gave a thumbs up.

Feng Buqun was completely confused, and although he was the leader of a sect, his respectful attitude in front of the middle-aged Fang Buqiu did not seem out of place.

After all, everyone knows that Fang Buqiu still looks middle-aged.

But no one knows his real age.

All we know is that he suddenly appeared a thousand years ago.

No one knows his background or where he comes from. All they know is that his medical skills are unmatched.

Fang Buqiu chuckled, "Sect Master Feng, the world only knows that I have some achievements in medical cultivation, but they don't know that in my early years, I was a sword cultivator."

"Do you still remember the Ancient Sword Sect in the Land of Chaos over a thousand years ago?"

Hearing the three words "Ancient Sword Sect", Feng Buqun frowned.

"How could I not know? The Ancient Sword Sect suddenly appeared in the Chaos Land over a thousand years ago, and then developed rapidly, becoming one of the most prominent sects in the Chaos Land in less than ten years."

"At that time, people said that the unification of the Chaos Land would be accomplished by the Ancient Sword Sect."

"The leader of the Ancient Sword Sect was said to be an exceptionally gifted swordsman. Rumor has it that he was close to the Venerable Realm in terms of strength. However, for some unknown reason, he disappeared from the world."

"The Ancient Sword Sect also had a short-lived popularity, completely disappearing within a mere fifty years."

Having said that, Feng Buqun frowned and stared at Fang Buqiu in front of him.

I saw an ancient hidden sword appear in Fang Buqiu's palm at some point.

With a touch of his fingers, the hidden sword shook.

It directly turned into a foot-long sword, which flew back into Fang Buqiu's sleeve after a shake.