Chapter 4: Awakening

Nie Fan didn't care about the yellow checkered girl's gaze, sat down on the chair on the side, and secretly calculated.

Tonight, you should be able to use the medicinal materials here to wash the essence and cut the essence, and after a while, you can enter the first layer of Qi cultivation and re-enter the cultivation path. If you can find the Yellow Dragon Ear and the Hidden Dragon Root again, you can enter the third layer of Qi cultivation in one fell swoop, and in this way, you can be regarded as having the power of self-preservation.

The yellow checkered girl saw Nie Fan sitting there, silent, still staring at him with big eyes angrily, for fear that Nie Fan would suddenly jump up and run away.

Soon the young woman in black walked in, first glanced at Nie Fan who was sitting on the chair, walked quickly to the bedside, helped the old man up, and slowly fed the ginger soup into his mouth.

"Let him lie down for a while, and he should be awake in a quarter of an hour." Nie Fan saw that the young woman in black let go of the old man, let him lie down again, and said lightly.

He gave the old man a pulse just now, and found that there was a special power in his body, not like the true yuan, but it was just like this power that protected his heart and allowed him to live until now.

'Could it be that there are cultivators of special power in this world?' Nie Fan muttered to himself. He also knew that the path of cultivation was not only to condense the true element, but also some other special strength cultivators, but those were all recognized as crooked and evil paths, not the right path.

"Hmph, the ghost believes you!" The yellow checkered girl stood beside the young woman and said with a glare.

The young woman in black put down the old man and frowned slightly. Originally, there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart, but with Nie Fan's words, there was no more at all. A terminal illness that others can't cure can be cured with a bowl of ginger soup, and you can wake up in a quarter of an hour?

'It seems that Dad's illness has made all of our hearts anxious,' the young woman couldn't help but sigh as she thought that Lingling had just told her about this young man without thinking about it.

Nie Fan couldn't see the thoughts of the pair of aunts and nephews, and he couldn't explain to him that ginger could reconcile Huanglong'er and Qianlonggen, so he didn't speak.

After about five or six minutes, the young woman looked at her father who had not changed at all on the bed, her heart was completely cold, and she turned her head to look at Nie Fan and said politely: "This gentleman ......"

"Ahem"

Before she could finish speaking, suddenly, the old man lying on the bed coughed violently.

The faces of the young woman in black and the girl in yellow plaid changed at the same time, and they immediately turned to look at the old man on the bed.

I saw a trace of redness rise on the old man's pale face, his hands and feet trembled unconsciously, and the breath in his nose gradually increased.

"Hold down his hands and feet," without waiting for them to ask, Nie Fan spoke: "Now the ginger soup is neutralizing the medicinal power, and it will be fine after five or six minutes." ”

The young woman glanced back at Nie Fan, and she didn't care too much, so she hurriedly looked at the yellow checkered girl and said, "Lingling, press grandpa's leg, your father will be here soon, don't worry." ”

"Hmm." Hearing what the young woman in black said, the yellow checkered girl, who was still a little weak-hearted, suddenly had the courage, threw herself on the quilt behind the bed, and pressed the old man's legs.

The young woman pressed the old man's hands, frowned, pursed her lips, and her eyebrows were full of worry.

The old man struggled more and more, and even some white foam was constantly spitting out from the corners of his mouth, and his expression was faintly hideous, as if he had suffered great pain.

It didn't take long for the old man to open his mouth and exhale painfully, and the muscles at the corners of his face shook unconsciously.

The young woman in black looked anxious, she had seen this situation before many old people died.

"Jingxuan, what's going on?" Suddenly, a middle-aged man with a square face rushed in and ran straight to the bed.

As soon as Nie Fan saw this middle-aged man, he felt a sense of murder, and he vaguely felt that this middle-aged man had the same special power in his body as the old man.

The young woman in black was just about to speak, but the old man, who was struggling hard, suddenly straightened up, his eyes opened sharply, his lips squirmed, and suddenly he fell straight down.

"Dad......"

"Grandpa......"

The middle-aged man, the young woman in black, and the yellow checkered girl's face immediately changed, and they all rushed towards the old man's head.

The old man's lips were black, his breath was so weak that he could barely feel it, and his body gradually cooled down from the warmth.

The young woman in black and the girl in yellow plaid were all panicked, and they kept calling around the old man, looking extremely eager.

"It's you!" Suddenly, the middle-aged man turned his head and looked at Nie Fan with a pair of tiger eyes full of murderous intent.

Nie Fan knew that this was a sign that the medicinal power had been neutralized, and in a minute or two, the old man would wake up, and just as he was about to speak, the middle-aged man suddenly grabbed Nie Fan's shoulder with one hand like an eagle's claws.

Nie Fan's eyes flashed slightly, and his body was on one side, dodging the hands of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then the anger in his eyes was even greater, and his hands were like sharp claws, and he grabbed Nie Fan as fast as lightning.

Nie Fan watched the middle-aged man's movements, dodging while secretly comparing the special power in his body with the true yuan.

Soon, Nie Fan discovered from the middle-aged man's movements and breath that this power seemed to be a primary power, just a 'qi' state, far less powerful than the ones he knew, and even less powerful than the true yuan.

The middle-aged man couldn't take Nie Fan in seven or eight moves in a row, his face immediately became gloomy, he instantly thought that Nie Fan was deliberately trying to harm his father, which was even more intolerable, he raised his strength to the extreme, and pressed towards Nie Fan with his fists and legs extremely fast, originally there was still three points of leeway, but at this time he shot with all his strength.

Nie Fan just relied on his eyesight and keen perception to dodge, and he didn't have the strength to compete with this middle-aged man at all, and he couldn't help frowning when he saw that the middle-aged man's attack was getting more and more fierce.

"Stop." Just when the middle-aged man felt that he could take down Nie Fan, suddenly a weak but loud voice sounded in the room.

The middle-aged man's movements were almost instinctive, and he turned his head suddenly.

"Dad, are you awake?" The young woman in black, who had already thought that he was no longer good, suddenly widened her eyes, and looked at the old man who had opened her eyes and her breath was gradually stabilizing, shocked and happy.

The middle-aged man walked to the bed regardless of Nie Fan, looked at his father, who had been in a coma for several years, his face could not hide his excitement, and said, "Dad, are you really awake?" ”

The yellow checkered girl also looked at the old man with a look of surprise and said, "Grandpa, are you okay?" ”

The old man nodded to the three of them, turned his head to look at Nie Fan, who was walking slowly, and said breathlessly: "Although I couldn't speak before, I can hear what you say, little brother, don't blame them......"

Nie Fan nodded, his expression indifferent.

It seems that he has slept for too long, the expression on the old man's face is very small, and his breath is weak, but his tone is still full of gratitude, "Little brother, I am inconvenient now, please don't leave, if there is anything I tell them to do, treat me better, and I will personally thank you for saving my life......"

Zhao Jingxuan, a young woman in black, Zhao Hongwu, a middle-aged man, and even Zhao Lingling, who was baby fat, immediately nodded to Nie Fan, Zhao Hongwu looked at Nie Fan, his face was sincere, and he said in a deep voice: "Little brother, I was offended just now." If you have something to say, I, Zhao Hongwu, will never say anything! ”

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