The internal organs have all been shattered due to the fierce fighting, coupled with Li Xingyun's forced internal force to run his whole body, several meridians in the body have been broken, and now Li Xingyun is completely a wasted person.

It can be said that if there is no powerful force to repair these injuries, then Li Xingyun can be said to be finished.

Yang Cong covered his head, not knowing if he had nothing to do or something to do, but he wanted Li Xingyun to exercise.

It's okay now, it's still me who is tired, but fortunately, it's still good for this, so that Li Xingyun can grow a little.

After all, he is going to be the emperor in the future, and it is far from enough for him to be like this, he still has to continue to grow and exercise.

"Ahem." Seeing Li Xingyun like this, Uncle Yang kept sighing, looking very sad.

"Uncle Yang, can you go out first, I want to try." Yang Cong said.

Uncle Yang glanced at Yang Cong, turned around and walked out of the room without speaking, and closed the door.

Uncle Yang, who was outside the door, stood like this, looking at the sky, as for whether Yang Cong could save Li Xingyun, Uncle Yang didn't think about it, he just wanted Yang Cong to try it, anyway, it's nothing, in the end it will still be like that, if he doesn't let him try, maybe it will hurt his dignity, if he doesn't succeed in trying, then there is nothing to say.

Yang Cong in the room saw Uncle Yang go out, so he came to Li Xingyun's side.

His right hand opened and pressed on Li Xingyun's chest, Yang Cong closed his eyes, slowly running the life qi in his body, and slowly channeled it into Li Xingyun's body.

After the life qi entered Li Xingyun's body, it began to repair Li Xingyun's injured places.

Constantly repairing, Li Xingyun is repairing with the breath of life, and his body is getting better at the peak.

After an hour, the injuries in Li Xingyun's body have healed, and then he only needs to rest for one night, and now Yang Cong's task has been completed.

Yang Cong couldn't help but touch the sweat on his head, he still overestimated his strength.

He only mastered a little bit of the Qi of Life, and when he treated Li Xingyun, he thought that he didn't need too much, but he still consumed ninety percent of Yang Cong's Qi, and controlled the Qi of Life for a long time to repair injuries in Li Xingyun's body, although Yang Cong's internal strength was very strong, but running the Qi of Life outside the body was much more like running in Yang Cong's body.

It can be said that the life qi in Yang Cong's body does not even need internal force to maintain, as long as he is injured, the life qi in Yang Cong's body will be automatically repaired.

However, controlling the life qi outside the body, this not only consumes a lot of internal force, but also produces a sense of exhaustion to the body, which makes Yang Cong can't help but trigger the idea of wanting to continue to step up his cultivation, he is still in the middle mixed yuan (middle congenital stage), he can be sure that it is enough to resist the bad handsome with this strength, but to defeat the bad handsome, then he has to break through.

Yang Cong looked at Li Xingyun, who had just walked back from the Ghost Gate, and sighed: "No wonder Uncle Yang has to rely on all the skills of his life to save you."

Yang Cong walked to the door and opened the door.

Although an hour had passed, Uncle Yang was still standing not far from the door looking at the sky, his expression was still very melancholy.

"Uncle Yang." Yang Cong bowed to Uncle Yang.

Hearing Yang Cong calling him, Uncle Yang turned around, looked at Yang Cong, and said, "Yang Cong, you're out."

Then he walked to Yang Cong's side, patted Yang Cong on the shoulder, and said again: "It's okay, failing once doesn't mean that you will fail every time, work hard, you will succeed."

Yang Cong knew when he heard Uncle Yang's words that Uncle Yang thought he had failed, or Uncle Yang didn't think that he would succeed at all.

"Uncle Yang, no, I succeeded." Yang Cong said.

"What!" Uncle Yang was shocked: "You succeeded?"

Yang Cong nodded and said, "Yes, Uncle Yang, I have cured Li Xingyun, now he only needs to sleep, and he will almost wake up tomorrow."

After Uncle Yang heard Yang Cong's words, he smiled and smiled very happily.

Looking at Uncle Yang, Yang Cong saw Uncle Yang smile for the first time.

Eight years ago, Uncle Yang's best friend Lu You died, and he couldn't laugh.

Later, because of Li Xingyun's identity and future fate, he couldn't laugh.

Just now, because Li Xingyun was approaching the ghost gate, he couldn't laugh.

For more than eight years, Yang Cong had never seen Uncle Yang smile, but now he saw it.

Uncle Yang's smile is like the sun shining on the mainland after a rainy day, very dazzling.

"Uncle Yang, do you want to go in and have a look?" Yang Cong said: "I won't go in, I want to go and rest."

"Okay, Yang Cong, you also tried your best, go ahead." Uncle Yang knew how much strength it would take to revive Li Xingyun, so Yang Cong proposed that he wanted to rest, but Uncle Yang agreed without thinking about it.

Now he just wanted to go in and see Li Xingyun.

"Then the little nephew will retire." Yang Cong bowed to Uncle Yang again, and then turned to leave.

Then Uncle Yang also walked into the room, and when he bypassed the screen, he saw Li Xingyun lying quietly on the couch.

At this time, Li Xingyun looked no different from before Uncle Yang went out, but Uncle Yang knew that saving Li Xingyun was not to treat Li Xingyun's external injuries, but to save internal injuries.

So he came to Li Xingyun, closed his eyes, and pressed two fingers on Li Xingyun's pulse.

After a while, Uncle Yang opened his eyes in shock.

If nothing else, just because the serious injuries in Li Xingyun's body are almost healed, and the rest are some injuries that only need to be cultivated.

What shocked Uncle Yang even more was that at this time, Li Xingyun still had a strange internal force in his body that he couldn't understand, which was spreading throughout Li Xingyun's body, and he was still repairing Li Xingyun's injuries.

Although Uncle Yang couldn't feel what kind of internal force this was, it was very strange, it was completely different from the internal force of ordinary martial artists, he could feel that this internal force had a powerful vitality, and it could be said that it was more than enough to repair Li Xingyun.

He knew that this must have been Yang Cong's method to become like this, and it also consumed a lot of Yang Cong's strength, otherwise Yang Cong would not have said that he was going to rest just now.

Thinking of this, Uncle Yang's eyes were red, but as a man, he couldn't shed tears, his tears had already flowed a long time ago.

"This Yang Cong really lives up to his name."

Just as Uncle Yang was recalling the bits and pieces of the past, a voice pulled Uncle Yang back to reality.

He hurriedly turned around.

"Bad handsome." Uncle Yang looked at this person and couldn't help but mutter.