"Well... I still have to give the second young master the face." Huo Shan hesitated for a moment and said, "The old man has been keeping it in my room. You can go in for diagnosis and treatment first, but only one person can be admitted at a time. I You have to watch from the side to prevent...an accident from happening."
When saying the last few words, Huo Shan showed a bit of cultivation aura to shock people's hearts.
Huo Shan is extremely loyal to the old man of the Huo family. He still remembers this love for saving his life back then.
Huo Jia and Huo Yi were both startled and took a few steps back.
As for Meng Xuyue, the priest's disciple was as steady as a mountain and not affected at all.
This made Huo Shan a little surprised. The only people who could remain calm under the impact of his cultivation aura were those with a very firm mind and will, or those whose cultivation was on par with him, or even stronger.
Huo Shan hesitated for a moment. He was wondering whether the two sons of the old man of the Huo family were reliable. What were the intentions of the people they brought back? Could they be trying to lure a wolf into the house?
"Well, if these people don't have any malicious intentions, then it's because I'm being careless. If they are really coming for the old man, I can't stop them. What's more, the old man's life is in danger now, and he will die anyway..."
Huo Shan thought for a while and finally got out of the way.
But Huo Jia and Huo Yi suddenly got into a fight. Both sides were worried that the other would make the old man of the Huo family sick first, so they both wanted to let their own people go in first.
"As the saying goes, an elder brother is like a father, and a younger brother should respect his elder brother, so this time I have to let my people go in first." Huo Jia said while giving Meng Xuyue a wink, indicating that they should be allowed to go in. Enter the cabin.
However, Huo Yi did not give in at all and said immediately, "Who would be an elder brother and would not give in to his younger brother, so I'd better let my people go in first."
Huo Yi also wanted his disciples to go in first.
Huo Jia clenched his fists and said, "If you are not convinced, just show off with me and see who has the harder fist."
"Only reckless and ignorant people will solve problems with their fists at every turn. Do you dare to compete with me to see who's more reasonable? I can tell you all day and night!"
"You're a loser who only knows how to talk. He doesn't have any masculinity at all. He's just like a woman. Why don't you, Rory!"
"A reckless man who can only use his fists has no brains at all and thinks about using violence to solve problems all day long."
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Just as the two were arguing, the miracle doctor suddenly said, "Let them go in first, they won't succeed anyway."
When Huo Yi heard this, he immediately hesitated. Even though the miracle doctor said he was so confident, he was still a little worried.
Huo Shan seemed to have no intention of caring about this, and stood silently aside with an expressionless face.
However, Huo Jia would not care so much, and immediately said, "Since everyone under your command has said so, I won't be polite. I have left you two fellow Taoists Meng Xuyue, and I will leave everything to you." . I don’t expect you to succeed, I just expect you to do your best.”
A smile appeared on Liao Meng's face, "I will definitely spare no effort."
Xu Yue also said to Amitabha, "The old man has his own destiny, and with you two filial sons here, I believe he will get better."
Huo Jia was at a loss when he heard this. He didn't know that this eminent monk from Mount Putuo was sarcastic.
Even if you stab them, you still can't see the overt and covert fighting between the two brothers.
Huo Jia smiled awkwardly and agreed, "Yes, yes, I wish you all the best."
Liao Meng and Xu Yue then followed Huo Shan into the wooden house.
The furnishings inside the wooden house are very simple, with only a table, four chairs, and two beds.
There was a white-haired old man lying on one of the beds. The old man was covered with thick and warm quilts and wore a luxurious and expensive goose down jacket. However, his face was not rosy at all.
The wrinkles on his pale and wrinkled face were like earthworms, and his subtle breath was like that of a dying person.
Liao Meng walked slowly to the old man's bed and looked at the old man carefully.
Huo Shan said calmly, "He is the old man of the Huo family, Huo Yun."
Liao Meng nodded and said, "It seems that he is quite old."
Huo Shan said, "If I remember correctly, he is already fifty-five this year."
"You stand up at thirty, you are not confused at forty, and you know your destiny at fifty." Liao Meng said softly, "In the year of destiny, I encountered such a disaster. I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse."
Xu Yue clasped her hands together and said with emotion, "My husband, heaven and earth are the reverse journey of all things; time is the passer-by of hundreds of generations. And the floating life is like a dream, how much joy can there be?"
Huo Shan was silent, thinking carefully about the words of the two people just now, and found that the truth behind them was thought-provoking.
At this time, Liao Meng slowly opened a corner of the quilt and gently pinched Huo Yun's wrist.
Huo Shan moved forward imperceptibly, and his position faced both Xu Yue and Meng at the same time, ensuring that if an accident happened, he would be able to react immediately.
"I'm afraid Mr. Huo Shan has practiced some amazing skills before! But he was not qualified enough, and in the end he became obsessed and had to waste all his cultivation." Ling Meng closed his eyes and summoned a ray of inner energy to wander around. The various meridians in Huo Shan's body were checked to check his physical condition.
"It's true. He once told me that he accidentally received enlightenment from an expert and obtained a copy of Xuanjie Kung Fu. Unfortunately, he didn't have enough qualifications. After practicing it forcefully, something went wrong and he had to abandon his cultivation to save his life. Life." Huo Shan's face was still expressionless, but a wave of excitement had already set off in his heart. He didn't expect that this young man's vision was so broad, and he could actually see in such a short period of time that Huo Yun was a warrior in the past and had lost all his cultivation.
"But I don't know what kind of technique it is, and it is so violent. If I don't have the qualifications to practice it forcefully, I have to abandon my cultivation to save my life." Xu Yue lowered her head and pondered.
"Huh? There's something weird here..." When Liao Meng manipulated this ray of internal energy to reach an extremely inconspicuous meridian, he suddenly sensed an aura that did not belong to Huo Yun's body.
At this time, Huo Shan was a little anxious and couldn't help but take another step forward. Xu Yue took two steps to block him.
"Since you have chosen to believe Taoist Meng, please stand here quietly and don't hinder him. We have no enmity or enmity with the old man of the Huo family. What's more, I am still a monk, so I will not do anything extraordinary. Yes." Xu Yue said respectfully.
Huo Shan hesitated for a while and finally retreated.
At this time, Meng opened his eyes, let go of Huo Yun's wrist, and put it back into the quilt.
Seeing this, Huo Shan quickly stepped forward and pinched Huo Yun's wrist to check. After confirming that there was no problem, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He can accept that the old man can't be cured by dreams, but he can't accept that the old man can't be cured by dreams.
The son was killed in front of him.
"How is it? Are you sure you can cure the old man?" Huo Shan asked.
Liao Meng shook his head and said, "I carefully examined the old man's body and found that although his body functions have aged, they are not at the end of their rope. In other words, his current fainting is not due to internal factors."
"Is it possible that the root of the disease is caused by going crazy when you first practiced Kung Fu? I heard that there are several evil practices that can make people fall asleep if they go crazy." Xu Yue said, "And those skills There are Xuan-level skills among the methods, and they are extremely violent, and the threshold for cultivation is extremely high."
Liao Meng said, "In the corner of his Dantian, I found a gray inner force. This inner force was extremely weak, and the aura was more consistent with the old man's. It should belong to him. I tried to get close to this aura, and found that it was extremely cold. , and there is a faint smell of blood.”
"It's the Frost-Blooded Demonic Art!!!" Xu Yue immediately looked solemn and shouted in a deep voice.
As soon as these words came out, Liao Meng was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately reacted, "Frost Blood Demonic Art?! Frost Blood Evil Way!"
Huo Shan on the side couldn't help but be surprised. He also quickly thought of the word "Frost Blood Evil Path" in his mind.
Since ancient times, the martial arts world has been divided into good and evil ways, one waxes and wanes, the other rises and falls.
At the time when the evil path was at its most prosperous, there was no greater massacre than the Immortal Killing Jue, and the Asura Palm killing all directions.
The Immortal Killer is a bloodthirsty man who slaughters a whole city of people just to improve his cultivation to a higher level.
Shura Palm likes to suck human blood and treats human life as nothing.
Two powerful evil spirits suddenly caused a bloody storm in the martial arts world. Those who tried to stop and suppress them all returned in vain, and even became victims of their swords.
Under the leadership of these two evil demons, countless evil spirits were reborn, causing trouble in the land of Kyushu and committing all kinds of evil.
It is against this background that countless evil heretics shine brightly, among which the most eye-catching one is the Frost-Blood Heretic.
The founder of Frost Blood Evil Way is an old man named Frost Blood.
It is said that this person was originally an orphan. At that time, it happened to be the end of the war between monsters and monsters. The displaced people only focused on avoiding the rampant monsters, so they had no time to care for a baby.
He was abandoned by his parents in the twelfth lunar month of winter when they were hungry and wanted to exchange their children for food. Or maybe he was destined to die, and he happened to be rushed into a cave by the snow wave caused by an ice demon giant bear.
This cave happens to be a desperate situation on earth, with a pool of ice and fire inside!
One side is rolling lava, the other side is biting frost.
This place is a place of divine creation and the place where the essence of heaven and earth is nurtured. This baby accidentally fell here and absorbed endless power.
A few years later, the Frost-Blooded Old Man was born. With his self-created Frost-Blooded Evil Way, he captured babies and sealed them in ice until they turned into blood and water to draw strength.
The strange method of turning blood into frost frustrates all the righteous masters who wanted to stop him. In the end, the masters from Qingcheng Mountain came forward and suppressed him with the way of talismans and seal scripts.
But in the end, I heard that he fled to the direction of Yongzhou and seemed to have kidnapped the child of a great official. He was suppressed and killed by the Prime Minister himself.
As for his frost-blooded evil, there has been no whereabouts since.
"Has the old man really cultivated the Frost Blood Evil Path? How could he have such a thing?" Huo Shan said in surprise.
