Chapter 232: Turning Waste into Treasure
Jin Chuanglang was startled, grabbed his wrist, and sure enough, he couldn't feel the pulse, and then touched the blood vessels in his neck, but there was no pulse. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info He reached in front of Han Feihong's nose with trembling hands, and he couldn't detect any breathing.
The laparotomy was completed, but the person was also dead, and the scalpel in Jin Chuanglangzhong's hand fell to the ground with a thud.
Han Feiyu took a deep breath, stepped forward to check, and couldn't help but be stunned to confirm that his younger brother was indeed dead.
Han Fei's eyes flashed with murderous aura, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Langzhong, it's all you, this account will be recorded on your body, you wait!"
Of course, Han Feiyu didn't know that Yang Xianmao had done all this, but he still put the account on Yang Xianmao. In his opinion, if it weren't for the eldest brother's daughter from liking this Xiaolangzhong, he and his younger brother would not have come to Xuanzhou, and all these things that followed would not have happened, so of course, the culprit was Xiaolangzhong. What's more, the main purpose of his coming here is to deal with Xiao Langzhong. New hatreds and old hatreds come to my heart together.
However, now Han Fei Ape didn't plan to make a move, because his strength had been seriously weakened, and he had to mobilize people to rush to Xuanzhou, on the one hand, to deal with Yang Xianmao, and on the other hand, to prepare for the Heavenly Spear Sect and the Cold Wind Cave powerhouses to come to seek revenge.
The Han family itself does not have many masters, but the Han family is rich. As long as you have money, you can find people who are willing to work hard, and there are many such people in the Han family. Now, all you have to do is write a letter and tell them to come as soon as possible.
At that moment, Han Feiyu wrote a letter to Han Feizu, the eldest brother of the Juxian Pavilion in the capital, telling him what had happened and asking for reinforcements.
He asked the letter to be sent to the capital urgently, which was a sigh of relief, and at the same time ordered his men to defend it tightly. As for the handling of his third brother Han Feihong's funeral, he didn't plan to hold it in Xuanzhou, because his family was mainly in the capital, and he had a lot of things to deal with now, and he had no time to take care of the aftermath.
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Yang Xianmao sat in the stone house built in his yard, which he specially asked craftsmen to build for practice, and only he could enter.
There is no furnishings in the stone house. At this moment, he was sitting in the middle of the field, and there were two magic weapons in front of him, which were pierced Jiaoskin soft armor and ghost spikes.
He knew that these two magic weapons, which were considered waste in the eyes of many people, would be returned to the client, and the Han family would not keep them. This is a pain, and the Han family will not be willing to look at these two scraps over and over again, reminding them of the past. Sure enough, the Han family gave the scrap together with the auction reserve price Yuanqi Pill to the two consignors, and the power of the Han family made the other party forced to accept this condition and leave in frustration.
They had just left the auction house not far from when they were stopped by Yang Xianmao. Of course, Yang Xianmao used the disguise technique to dress up as a mediocre-looking maid. Bid one Yuan Qi Pill to buy the pierced Jiao skin soft armor, and sell two Yuan Qi Pills to buy the Ghost Spike.
These two guys were depressed, and when they heard this, they couldn't help but be overjoyed, because this thing in their hands is now a waste product, and it no longer has the powerful power of magic weapons, unless it is bought back by the refiner for reference or a rich monk buys it back as a collection, it is not worth much at all, and now there are people who are willing to buy it with the Yuan Qi Pill, of course, it is a windfall, and the Jiao skin soft armor can be sold for a Yuan Qi Pill because of the perforation, which has made him overjoyed.
So the two of them agreed without hesitation, handed over the waste magic weapon to the maid, and asked him curiously what he was doing with this waste product? The maid just said that their master likes the magic weapon and has no money to buy the genuine product, so he bought a waste product and put it away, which can be displayed and displayed.
This is in line with common sense, it seems that the owner of this little maid must be a person who is obsessed with cultivation but has little money to buy magic weapons, so it is also possible to show off two waste items.
Therefore, these two waste products went into the hands of Yang Xianmao.
Yang Xianmao wrapped the thick vitality in his body with Xuanyin True Fire and fed it into the Ghost Spike, and with the continuous input of Yuan Qi, he felt that the Yuan Qi in his body was rapidly decreasing. But the ghost's thorn kept devouring his vitality, like a bottomless pit. And his true qi had been exhausted, but the inner vitality of the Ghost Piercing Piercing had still not returned to a full state.
Yang Xianmao felt that his vitality was about to run out, so he immediately took out a vitality pill and swallowed it, and sat down cross-legged to refine the medicinal power of this vitality pill.
After he had refined all the medicinal power, the vitality in his body quickly returned to a complete state, and then he re-injected the vitality into the Ghost Spike.
It wasn't until he swallowed four Yuan Qi Pills, refined them into Yuan Qi, and then used them to input into the Ghost Spike, which filled the Ghost Spike.
The ghost spike once again lingered with a green aura, bright and dazzling, Yang Xianmao used his spiritual power to control it to fly in the air, like a dark ghost, fast and fast, and without any sound, it was the most suitable for assassination.
Satisfied, he put away the ghost spike, and then he began to slowly inject the vitality into the Jiaofu soft armor with the Xuanyin True Fire.
He was pleasantly surprised to find that as his vitality was slowly injected, the damaged part of Jiao's soft armor was gradually healing. He had all used up his vitality, and although he hadn't yet restored the Ghost Spike's vitality to its full state, the broken place had basically recovered.
Yang Xianmao swallowed four more Yuan Qi Pills, refining them to make up for the Yuan Qi in his body, and then wrapped them with Xuanyin True Fire and then all of them were input into the Jiaofu soft armor, and this soft armor was restored to a perfect state again. The damaged area was restored to its original state, and the entire soft armor exuded a bright green aura, showing the unique qualities of the four-grade magic weapon.
Previously, he infused the Yuan Qi into the second-grade magic weapon flying sword, and he succeeded at one time, and now he spent four Yuan Qi Pills infused into these four-grade magic weapons, because the higher the quality of the magic weapon, the more Yuan Qi is needed, and his Yuan Qi can be filled with the second-grade magic weapon at one time, but it is not enough to fill the four-grade magic weapon, and he also needs the replenishment of the immortal-level Yuan Qi Pill.
Yang Xianmao was satisfied with the soft armor of the ground Jiao skin, which was a treasure.
Later, he went out to the stone house and found that Hongsheng'er had been standing not far from the house. Because she knew that Yang Xianmao would never allow others to disturb her when she was cultivating. The red sun donkey also faithfully guarded outside the stone house as his protector. If someone dares to come in and harass them, Chiyang Donkey will not be polite, no matter who it is.
When Hongsheng'er saw him come out, she hurriedly trotted over and said, "Young master, there are a few people from the pharmacy, it seems to be monks, and one of them is injured, saying that he is here to save your life." The lord was talking to them, and the lord said that their injuries could not be cured, only you could do it, so you should go and see. These people look quite fierce on the outside, but they speak politely. ”
Yang Xianmao hurriedly came to the hall of the pharmacy, but it was just an ordinary patient who came to see him, and he didn't see the fierce people that Hongsheng'er said. Because Yang Xianmao was walking too fast, Hongsheng'er delayed for a while before rushing to the pharmacy, and said to Yang Xianmao that those people were in the VIP room.
Yang Xianmao turned to the VIP room, and saw a young man lying on a soft couch in the VIP room, with a painful expression and kept **. Next to her, a middle-aged woman was wiping tears from her eyes. A thin middle-aged man was talking to Yang Mingde.
Seeing Yang Xianmao coming in, Yang Mingde hurriedly made an introduction.
The middle-aged man stepped forward to Yang Xianmao and clenched his fist and said: "Yang Gongzi, my surname is Guan, this is my wife, this time I went to the East China Sea to visit the island of the first strongest man in history, I was accidentally injured, and my injuries were dying. ”
Yang Xianmao was slightly stunned, but it turned out that this young man was also the one who went to the coast of the East China Sea to find the island treasure of the strongest person in history, Ling Xiao Divine Venerable. He felt a little glad that he wasn't involved. It seems that the person who went to the island to explore this time must be a master like a cloud, and the person in front of him is a little self-conscious, and he also wants to try his luck, but he is seriously injured.
At that moment, Yang Xianmao nodded and said, "How did he get injured, and where was the injury?"
Several big men standing next to them glanced at each other, and one of the older men clasped his fists and said: "We met a group of people on the coast of the East China Sea, and they were also strong men who went to the East China Sea to visit the strongest man in history, Ling Xiao Divine Venerable, and these people attacked us indiscriminately, killed several of our brothers, and seriously injured Gongzi. That person's martial arts skills are very high, and he shook the son away with one move, judging from the breath of his moves, he should be a strong man of the fourth level of green qi. The palm force should be on the chest and abdomen, and it is not very clear what exactly will be injured."
"Did you suffer any other injuries besides this palm?"
"No more, this palm shook the son more than ten zhang away, fell to the ground, I don't know, we quickly sent the son back, and reported to the old lady. ”
Yang Xianmao glanced at the painful ** girl on the small bed, and saw that the vitality aura on his body was just a bright orange-red, just an orange qi powerhouse, and the opponent was a green qi powerhouse two levels higher than him, and it was already the other party's subordinates who could bring their lives back to life under the other party, or for other reasons, otherwise it would be easy to take his life. ”
Yang Xianmao asked, "When was he injured?"
"It was yesterday morning, when we had just gotten up and were about to go find a boat to cross the sea, when this happened. ”
The coast of the East China Sea is only two or three days away from Xuanzhou, and if you travel day and night, you can arrive in one day. The injured person has not been injured for a long time, which is more advantageous, and the key depends on where he is injured.
Yang Xianmao examined the young man and found obvious tenderness and rebound tenderness, which was obviously an abdominal infection and serious injuries to his abdominal organs. But looking at the young man's face now, there is no acute anemia, which means that there is probably no serious intra-abdominal bleeding, which is easier to do, because if there is internal organ damage and severe bleeding, it will be much more tricky.
The steward looked at Yang Xianmao very nervously, and after he finished the examination, he asked in a low voice, "How is it?"
Yang Xianmao nodded and said in a deep voice: "I will do my best, don't worry." ”