Chapter 213: The old man is here
"Hiss~" Zhao Yan took a breath of air, clenched his teeth, veins on his face were exposed, and sweat dripped from both sides of his forehead.
With the influx of Ye Fan's spiritual energy, Zhao Yan's right arm sometimes bulged and sometimes sunk. The trajectory of the spiritual energy visible to the naked eye was like a small insect crawling wantonly in his body.
The complex meridians were opened by the impact one by one, and the stagnations that blocked the meridians were slowly loosened.
Ye Fan's aura is sometimes extremely domineering and rampant, like a general holding a sword to kill the enemy on the battlefield, and sometimes gentle, caressing and massaging, like a beautiful woman patting herself on the back.
It was under this aura of strength and softness that the meridians of Zhao Yan's right arm were gradually stretched.
There was a trace of blood dripping from the corner of Zhao Yan's mouth. This was caused by him biting his lip due to the pain. The pain of his meridians being torn and combined was tens of thousands of times more painful than being pricked by needles. Even though he had been tortured by others since he was a child, he could hardly bear it. live.
It lasted for more than half an hour before Ye Fan stopped and withdrew his spiritual energy.
The appearance of Zhao Yan's right arm already looked dark and turbid.
Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief and said to Zhao Yan: "The meridian on your right arm has been torn apart now. It has been hurting for so long. You need to rest for a while and I will reconnect it for you."
As he spoke, he took out a black pill and motioned for Zhao Yan to swallow it.
"This is Ruanjin Pill," Ye Fan explained: "Although the meridians in your right arm have been torn apart, they have not been moisturized by any spiritual energy for more than ten years. They are too hard and it is difficult to forcefully blend them together. You need to use pills. force."
When Ye Fan explained, Zhao Yan had already swallowed the pill. Out of trust, he would eat it without hesitation, even if it was poison.
"Instructor Ye, please continue," Zhao Yan said with difficulty. Instead of taking a break from the pain, he would rather have the pain completely in one breath.
Ye Fan raised his hand and pulled the power of Ruanjin Pill towards Zhao Yan's right arm. After three breaths, Zhao Yan's right arm was obviously much softer.
"Reshaping the meridians is several times more painful than the previous ones. No matter you can't bear it, you must stay awake and understand the process of reshaping the meridians with your heart," Lu Feng said seriously to Zhao Yan.
If he could personally feel the connections formed by his own meridians, it would be of great help to Zhao Yan's future practice.
Zhao Yan obviously understood this, his eyes became more determined, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his left hand, and nodded vigorously to Lu Feng and others.
Ye Fan took out the needle bag, and the spiritual needles bounced up quickly, and landed accurately on Zhao Yan's right arm in the blink of an eye. He slowly injected spiritual energy along the needles, pulling and blending the meridians.
"Uh~" Zhao Yan groaned, straightened up, gritted his teeth and fought hard again.
Drops of blood and sweat emerged from the bottom of the silver needle. As the meridians continued to merge and connect, the skin of Zhao Yan's right arm gradually turned red from dark blue.
Seeing that Zhao Yan was beginning to lose consciousness due to the pain, Lu Feng immediately shouted loudly: "This is just a right arm. If you can't even bear this pain, I advise you to give up early and be a waste for the rest of your life. "
Hearing Lu Feng's impassioned words, Zhao Yan's eyes regained some clarity, and he gritted his teeth and kept motivating himself: "I can do it, I can bear it. I have gone through so much pain over the years, so this little pain is nothing."
"Strength, I must have strength. Even if it is not for revenge, I must have strength. Otherwise, how can I protect my mother?"
Zhao Yan was encouraged over and over again in his heart
He felt the pain in his right arm slowly subside. He knew that the meridians were being repaired bit by bit. He could finally have normal meridians like normal people, and finally saw the hope of practicing like normal people.
"Huh~" Ye Fan exhaled a breath of turbid air, withdrew the spiritual needle, looked at Zhao Yan and said: "The meridians of your right arm have been reshaped. You must not introduce spiritual energy now. Only after the meridians of the whole body are repaired can you be like a normal person. Start practicing.”
Zhao Yan was sweating and said gratefully to Ye Fan and Lu Feng: "Thank you, Teacher Ye, and thank you, Teacher Lu."
"You take a good rest first," Ye Fan ordered, giving Lu Feng a look, and the two left Zhao Yan's room.
Coming to the outside, Ye Fan said: "His physique is much worse than I expected. Even if the meridians all over his body are repaired, it will be difficult to practice like ordinary people. His meridians are too fragile, even the thinnest spiritual energy will You may not be able to withstand it.”
Lu Feng looked solemn: "Is there a solution?"
"Ruan Earthworm Fruit." Ye Fan hesitated and spat out three words.
Lu Feng had seen the introduction of the Ruan earthworm in the book. It was said that the Ruan earthworm grew in the depths of the humid mountain forest, and was often guarded by giant pythons. It used the excrement of the giant pythons as nutrients, and the growth environment was very harsh.
Ripe earthworm fruit has the effect of improving the quality of human meridians. Some soul masters whose meridians have been seriously injured can recover to a large extent after taking the earthworm fruit as long as the meridians are still there.
Lu Feng thought for a while and then said: "The spring hunting will be here soon, and there should be earthworm fruits deep in the Dongyuan Mountains. By then I..."
Before Lu Feng could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ye Fan, "No, there are too many high-level soul beasts deep in the Dongyuan Mountains. With your strength, let alone collecting earthworm fruits, self-protection is a problem."
Lu Feng said calmly: "Don't worry, I have a sense of discretion."
Just as Lu Feng was about to continue speaking, he suddenly felt a familiar aura, and then he ran out of the spiritual residence with a smile on his face excitedly.
"You take care of Zhao Yan first, I'll go out for a while."
The aura that Lu Feng felt was the familiar and kind aura from Shu Lao.
"Shu Lao~" Lu Feng followed the breath to the door of a courtyard. A figure was standing in the middle of the courtyard, looking at the door with a smile.
The figure looks a bit old. He is obviously only fifty, but his face is full of vicissitudes of life. He is unkempt, with a slovenly beard and black hair covered with silver strands. Although he has a strong body, he gives people a feeling of weakness and decadence. .
Lu Feng looked at Shu Lao's changes over the past three years, and his heart felt as if a huge boulder had suddenly been thrown into a calm lake, creating a turbulent wave.
Lu Feng quickly stepped forward and knelt on one knee in front of Shu Lao. There was a layer of mist in his eyes, and he was very excited.
"Shu Lao~" Lu Feng called again, with a heavy tone.
Although he has a master-disciple relationship with Shu Lao, the latter prefers Lu Feng to call him 'Shu Lao' rather than master. Therefore, for so many years, Lu Feng has always called this respected master 'Shu Lao'. The word "old".
The strangeness in Shu Lao's eyes flashed away. At first he saw Lu Feng rushing in. Looking at the latter's raw appearance, he couldn't recognize who it was, but after hearing the other person's name and behavior, Shu Lao recognized him instantly.
Even if your appearance changes drastically, even if your aura becomes unfamiliar, some behaviors and feelings will never change.
The young man in front of me is my disciple, my only disciple!
"Xiao Feng~" Shu Lao's voice was choked with sobs. He looked down at Lu Feng and slowly helped him up.
"You brat, you are really alive," Shu Lao's eyes were red and he was extremely excited. The hands holding Lu Feng's wrist were shaking uncontrollably.
Lu Feng looked at the familiar figure in front of him, who was obviously much older, and knew that the past three years must have dealt a heavy blow to him.
Lu Feng felt a little guilty and said, "This disciple is unscrupulous. I didn't inform you until today."
In fact, this is no wonder Lu Feng. He was not sure whether he could survive because of Qi Po earlier, so how dare he inform Mr. Shu and make the latter sad again.
"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive," Shu Lao's eyes became moist, and a happy smile appeared on his old face. Although only three years had passed, he felt as if he had experienced thirty years. He couldn't taste the food. .
Lu Feng's excited heart slowly calmed down. He noticed that Shu Lao had a hint of cold air on his body. It was the unique black ice cold air on the black ice cliff. He couldn't help but think of Senior Feng Sen in the black ice cliff. I was curious in my heart. Could it be that Shu Lao wanted to meet his old friend?
Shu Lao said to himself: "Not long ago, someone informed me that the sword manual in Shuhai was borrowed and some modifications were made. At first, I was furious and wanted to teach that ignorant person a lesson, but when I read it Finally, when I found that the traces of modifications fit perfectly, and there was nothing wrong with it, I had a vague guess and a little hope in my heart. Although I still couldn't figure out why this was the case, my intuition told me that you are still alive. After much pursuit, we traveled across half of the continent and finally arrived here."
Lu Feng smiled bitterly and said: "In the past three years, many changes have happened to me, and my cultivation has been overturned. In desperation, I can only think of this way to inform you."
Shu Lao stretched out his hand and put it on Lu Feng's forehead. Under the test, he exuded a terrifying aura: "Who made you look like this?"
Lu Feng recalled everything that happened on Yeya Ridge and explained: "At first I guessed it was the Thirteen Killers of Zangfeng from Bingquan Sect, but after thinking about it, I felt more and more that there was someone else."
With that said, Lu Feng told Shu Lao everything about what happened on Crow Ridge three years ago. Even if he used the secret method to self-destruct the Seven Souls, who else in this world could make Lu Feng so helpless? To retain, it must be Shu Lao.
It can be said that Lu Feng's achievements today are all inseparable from Shu Lao's teachings. If not for this mentor, he would have died three years ago.
Shu Lao nodded, with a solemn expression, "Your guess is correct, it is indeed not someone from the Bingquan Sect. However, because of your matter, even if it was not done by the Bingquan Sect, he has suffered a lot of anger. It is said that Now he has been forced into seclusion."
"Uh?" Lu Feng was stunned for a moment and looked at Shu Lao in confusion. Who has the ability to force the top sect in the snowy region to hide from the world?
Shu Lao explained: "When your young senior sister from Qinghe Sect woke up and heard the news of your "death", she went crazy and forced her father to avenge you. Although Sect Leader Yu guessed that someone might be there, He was framed in the dark, but he couldn't stop his daughter's tears. In desperation, he had no choice but to declare a war against the Bingquan Sect."
At this point, Shu Lao added: "By the way, after learning that the war was declared, your senior brother dug out the sword buried in the back mountain."
"What?!" Lu Feng's expression was moved, and his eyes were moist again. He didn't expect that the senior brother, who was always cold and indifferent to emotions and anger, would break his oath and unsheath his sword again?
On the first day Lu Feng entered the Qinghe Sect, this senior brother who was famous for his swordsmanship had been buried in Jianxueling for many years, and he made a vow not to hold a sword for the rest of his life. He heard other senior brothers talk about it, and it was said that it was because of a woman. .
But he didn't expect that his death would actually make Senior Brother...
Lu Feng was filled with guilt and emotion.
