"Hold on, old man!" Zhang Chuyi realized that the situation was not good, and immediately controlled the Pure Yang Heart Qi to protect Xu Xiang's heart, and at the same time shouted softly: "Just get through this and it's done!"
When brothers Xu San and Xu Si saw their father's extremely painful expression, they couldn't help clenching their fists in anxiety, but they didn't dare to make any sound for fear of affecting Zhang Chuyi's treatment.
But Xu Xiang seemed to have not heard Zhang Chuyi's reminder. His breathing became smaller and smaller, and his pupils gradually became dilated.
Just when the situation was gradually reaching an irreversible point, Feng Baobao suddenly squatted beside Xu Xiang and hummed softly:
"The boxwood pole is so soft and so sister~Brother, Harry~~
Carrying a load of white rice, we are going to Liuzhou~~Sister, sister, we are going to Liuzhou~~"
Melodious folk songs surrounded Xu Xiang, and the best memories in his life began to flash before his eyes like a revolving lantern.
Seeing that the old man's expression had returned to calmness, the three brothers, Xu San and Xu Si, seemed to understand something and fell to their knees on the ground crying.
Feng Baobao blinked at Xu Xiang, a flash of loneliness flashed in her eyes that she didn't understand why, and then she stretched out her hand to cover his eyelids.
But after covering it twice, I found that it couldn't come down.
"Haha, it's done!"
Zhang Chuyi took his hands away from Mr. Xu and cheered excitedly.
Feng Baobao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he found that the Qi that had been dispersed in Xu Xiang's body began to gather and circulate again, and he immediately let out a cry of surprise: "Yeah? Gouwazi, are you immortal?"
"It seems that God is not going to accept me yet." Xu Xiang looked at Feng Baobao calmly, and his voice, which was still angry just now, has now become more angry.
"Dad, I just thought..." Xu San and Xu Si knelt and moved to Xu Xiang's side. The brothers' eyes were red, their lips were trembling, and they were extremely excited.
"Thanks to Chu Yi and Ah Wu, if it weren't for them, I would have died by now." Xu Xiang said softly, his pale face turning rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Speaking of just now, he really walked around in the Palace of Hell.
However, Ah Wu's singing awakened his dying consciousness, and his huge desire to survive rejuvenated his heart. With Zhang Chuyi's pure Yang heart energy, life burst out again.
Xu Si hugged Zhang Chuyi fiercely and laughed loudly: "Chu Yi, from now on we are half brothers!"
"Fourth brother, you are too polite. I just had the effect of a medicine. The main reason is that the old man has strong willpower and managed to survive." Poor Zhang Chuyi had just consumed a lot of his true energy, and he didn't have time to adjust his breath. Being hugged tightly by Xu Si, her chest was tight and she had to laugh with her at the same time.
Fortunately, Xu Si was also very measured and soon let go of the hug.
After Zhang Chuyi took two deep breaths of air, he finally calmed down.
"Old man." Zhang Chuyi walked up to Xu Xiang, "My heart energy is now equivalent to a pacemaker. However, my pure Yang heart energy has not been fully practiced yet. It will dissipate after a year at most. So I need to give you Qi again at that time.
If you want to get rid of it once and for all, you have to find a Quanzhen master who is good at inner alchemy to give you Qi, or wait for me to raise the purity of Pure Yang Heart Qi to another level.
No matter what the situation is, your body can be said to have turned the corner.
I just need to practice hard in the next month, and I should be able to walk on the ground soon. "
"Thank you Chu Yi. If it hadn't been for you today, I'm afraid I would have been sent to the hospital for intubation and left to die soon." Xu Xiang looked at Zhang Chuyi with a smile on his face and thanked him sincerely.
"The old man's words are serious." Zhang Chuyi smiled and waved his hand, "As the saying goes, three inches of energy can be used in a thousand ways. Once everything comes to an end, the old man can survive, which means that his life should not be cut off. I just did what I can. It’s just a small thing.”
"No matter how big or small you are, you are the benefactor of my Xu family." Xu Xiang turned to look at Xu Si: "Why are you so dumb? Why are you so dumb? Tell Aunt Wang to do a few things." Hard food, treat Chu Yi well!"
"I just told you to take good care of yourself, don't you know that being angry is harmful to your health?" Xu Si was scolded by his father for no reason. Xu Si curled his lips and complained, but he still turned around and ran into the house. The courtyard is also full of cheerful atmosphere...
Hangzhou, the famous Lu family.
Lu Jin was holding her mobile phone and talking to someone on the phone: "Master Tian, you and Jinzhong must come this time... I know I just celebrated my 110th birthday, but isn't this happy? Besides, who stipulates that 112-year-olds cannot celebrate their birthdays?
Then it’s agreed that when you arrive, I’ll send a sedan chair to pick you up, play the suona and take you to my Lu family... Hahahaha..."
Lu Jin hung up the phone with a smile amid Zhang Zhiwei's scolding.
Lu Jin is probably the only person in the world who can make the old Heavenly Master so angry that he tells him to get lost.
"Master, you are looking for me." A tall, handsome young man walked in and shouted with a respectful expression.
Lu Jin looked at his great-grandson, with a hint of pride in his eyes unconsciously: "Lu Lin, how is your practice of the third level of reverse life?"
"To tell you the truth, Master, I just broke through to the second level a while ago."
"Yes, you are indeed a good child of my Lu family." Lu Jin nodded with satisfaction, "Last time it was my 110th birthday, you performed well at the birthday banquet and made me look good.
But this time, you have to take it easy and don't steal the limelight from others. "
"Lu Lin understands!" Lu Lin agreed to Lu Jin's request without any hesitation.
At the same time, in the Wudang Mountain Taoist Temple.
Wang Ye, who was wearing an indigo monk's robe, exited the scene with a puzzled look on his face.
"It can't be calculated. Why can't it be calculated?" Wang Ye scratched his head in surprise, and his messy hair was scratched like a chicken coop.
"Ever since I learned Fenghou Qimen, my fortune-telling has never been like this. No matter how big the involvement is, I can always find some clues, but this time I can't find any. Who is this person? "Wang Ye lowered his head and murmured to himself, and his originally lazy eyes became unusually serious.
"Senior Brother Wang Ye, it's time to have lunch." The voice of the junior brother came from outside the door.
Wang Ye shouted toward the door: "Junior brother, please go and tell the ancestor that I want to go to this Lu family birthday party."
"Didn't you just say you didn't want to go this morning?" Junior Brother muttered doubtfully, "Then I'll go find Grandmaster first. You go and have lunch quickly."
Listening to the retreating footsteps of his junior brother, Wang gradually fell into deep thought.
