Chapter 213, the old man is here

"Hiss~" Zhao Yan gasped, his teeth clenched, the green tendons on his face were exposed, and sweat flowed directly on both sides of his forehead.

With the influx of Ye Fan's aura, Zhao Yan's right arm was sometimes bulging and sometimes denting, and the trajectory of the aura visible to the naked eye was like a small insect crawling wantonly in his body.

The mixed meridians were opened by the impact of the sections, and the knots that came with the blocked veins slowly loosened.

Ye Fan's aura suddenly became domineering, extremely rampant, like a general who raised a knife to kill the enemy on the battlefield, and suddenly gently, gently stroked and pinched, like a woman who slapped tofu with a raccoon.

It was under this aura of rigidity and softness that the meridians of Zhao Yan's right arm were gradually stretched.

There was a trace of blood dripping from the corner of Zhao Yan's mouth, which was caused by him biting his lip in pain, the pain of the meridians being torn and blended was ten thousand times more painful than being pricked by a needle, even if he had been tortured by others since he was a child, he almost couldn't bear it.

It lasted for most of the hour before Ye Fan stopped and withdrew his aura.

Zhao Yan's right arm looked dark and muddy on the outside.

Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief and said to Zhao Yan: "The meridians on your right arm have been torn open now, and it has hurt for so long, you can rest first, and then I will mix and connect it for you." ”

As he spoke, he took out a jet-black pill and motioned for Zhao Yan to swallow it.

"This is a soft tendon pill," Ye Fan explained: "Although the meridians of your right arm have been torn apart, because they have not nourished the slightest bit of aura for more than ten years, they are too hard, and it is somewhat difficult to forcibly blend and splic, and you need to use the power of pills." ”

When Ye Fan explained, Zhao Yan had already swallowed the elixir, and out of trust, even if it was poison, he would not hesitate to eat it.

"Please also ask Mentor Ye to continue," Zhao Yan said with difficulty, rather than rest for a while, he would rather have a complete pain in one breath.

Ye Fan raised his hand and pulled the medicinal power of the soft tendon pill towards Zhao Yan's right arm, and after three breaths, Zhao Yan's right arm was obviously much softer.

"Reshaping the meridians is several times more painful than the previous ones, whether you can bear it or not, you must stay awake and use your heart to comprehend the process of meridian remodeling," Lu Feng said to Zhao Yan solemnly.

If you can personally feel the formation of your meridians, it will be of great help to Zhao Yan's cultivation in the future.

Zhao Yan obviously understood this, his eyes were much more resolute, he wiped the sweat on his forehead with his left hand, and nodded vigorously to Lu Feng and the others.

Ye Fan took out the needle sac, and the spirit needles bounced up quickly, and in the blink of an eye, they landed accurately on Zhao Yan's right arm, slowly injecting spiritual energy along the spirit needles, pulling and blending the various meridians.

"Uh~" Zhao Yan snorted, the whole person stood up, gritted his teeth and resisted again.

Drops of blood and sweat emerged from the bottom of the silver needle, and as the meridians continued to be connected, the skin of Zhao Yan's right arm gradually reddened from dark blue.

Seeing that Zhao Yan's consciousness began to be a little confused because of the pain, Lu Feng immediately shouted: "This is only a right arm, if you can't even bear this pain, I advise you to give up as soon as possible and be a waste for a lifetime." ”

Listening to Lu Feng's agitated words, Zhao Yan's eyes regained a trace of clarity, and he gritted his teeth and kept motivating himself: "I can, I can bear it, so much pain has come over the years, what is this pain." ”

"Strength, I must have strength, even if it is not for revenge, I must have strength, otherwise what will I do to protect my mother. ”

Zhao Yan was encouraged over and over again in his heart

Himself, feeling the pain on his right arm slowly reduce, he knew that the meridians were being repaired little by little, he could finally have normal meridians like normal people, and finally saw the hope of cultivating like normal people.

"Whew~" Ye Fan exhaled a breath of turbidity, withdrew the spirit needle, looked at Zhao Yan and said: "The meridians of your right arm have been reshaped, now you must not introduce spiritual energy, and only after the meridians of the whole body are repaired, can you start cultivating like a normal person." ”

Zhao Yan was sweating, and said gratefully to Ye Fan and Lu Feng: "Thank you Mentor Ye, thank you Mentor Lu." ”

"You have a good rest for a while," Ye Fan commanded, giving Lu Feng a look, and the two left Zhao Yan's room.

Coming to the outside, Ye Fan spoke: "His physique is much worse than I expected, even if he repairs the meridians of his body, it is difficult to cultivate like an ordinary person, his meridians are too fragile, even the thinnest aura may not be able to withstand it." ”

Lu Feng's expression was solemn: "Is there a solution?"

"Luan earthworm fruit. Ye Fan hesitated and spit out three words.

Lu Feng has seen the introduction of Luan earthworm fruit in the book, and it is rumored that Luan earthworm fruit grows in the depths of humid mountain forests, and is often guarded by giant pythons, which use the excrement of giant pythons as nutrients, and the growth environment is very harsh.

Ripe Luan Earthworm Fruit has the effect of improving the quality of human meridians, and some soul masters who have been seriously injured in their meridians can recover to a large extent after taking Luan Earthworm Fruit as long as the meridians are still there.

Lu Feng thought for a while and said, "It won't be long before the spring hunt, there should be the existence of Luan earthworm fruit in the depths of the Dongyuan Mountain Range, and when the time comes, I..."

Before Lu Feng could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Ye Fan, "No, there are too many high-level soul beasts in the depths of the Dongyuan Mountain Range, with your strength, let alone collecting Luan Earthworm Fruit, it will be a problem to protect yourself." ”

Lu Feng said lightly: "Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion." ”

Just as Lu Feng was about to continue talking, he suddenly felt a familiar breath, and then with a smile on his face, he ran out of the Lingsu excitedly.

"You take care of Zhao Yan first, and I'll go out. ”

The breath that Lu Feng felt was the familiar and cordial breath that came from the old scholar.

"Scholar~" Lu Feng followed the breath to the door of a courtyard, and a figure was standing in the middle of the courtyard, looking at the door with a smile.

The figure looks a little old, obviously only fifty years old, but his face is full of vicissitudes, the whole person is unkempt, his beard is sloppy, and his black hair is full of silver threads.

Lu Feng looked at the changes in the scholar in the past three years, and his heart was like a calm lake that was suddenly thrown into a boulder, and there were turbulent waves.

Lu Feng quickly stepped forward and knelt down on one knee in front of the scholar, with a layer of mist in his eyes, and he was emotional.

"Book Old~" Lu Feng called out again, his voice was heavy.

Although he has a master-apprentice relationship with the scholar, the latter prefers to let Lu Feng call himself 'scholar' rather than master, so for so many years, Lu Feng has always called this respected master the word 'scholar'.

The strangeness in the old scholar's eyes flashed away, and at first he saw Lu Feng rushing in, looking at the appearance of the latter's face, he couldn't recognize who it was, but listening to the other party's salutation and demeanor, the old scholar instantly recognized it.

Even if the appearance changes drastically, even if the aura becomes unfamiliar, some behaviors and feelings will never change.

The young man in front of him is his own disciple, his only disciple!

"Xiaofeng~" The old scholar's voice choked, looked down at Lu Feng, and slowly helped him up.

"Stinky boy, you're really alive," the old scholar's eyes were ruddy, his emotions were extremely excited, and the hands holding Lu Feng's wrists trembled uncontrollably.

Lu Feng looked at the familiar figure in front of him, obviously much older, and knew that the blow to the other party in the past three years must have been not small.

Lu Feng said with some guilt: "Disciple, I didn't inform you until today." ”

In fact, it's no wonder that Lu Feng, because of the Seven Spirits earlier, he didn't even dare to guarantee whether he could live, and how could he dare to inform the old man and make the latter sad again.

"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive," the old scholar's eyes also moistened, and a smile of relief appeared on his old face, although only three years had passed, but he was as long as he had experienced thirty years, and he didn't know how to eat.

The excited heart slowly calmed down, Lu Feng noticed that the old man had a trace of cold aura on his body, which was the unique black ice cold qi on the black ice cliff, and couldn't help but think of the senior Feng Sen in the black ice cliff, and wondered if the old friend he wanted to see was him?

The old scholar said to himself: "Not long ago, someone informed me that the sword book in the sea of books was borrowed, and some modifications were made, at first I was angry and wanted to teach the person who didn't know the height of the sky, but when I flipped through it, I found that the traces of those modifications were very fitting, and there was nothing wrong with it, I faintly had a guess that there was a little more hope in my heart, although I still don't understand why this happened, but my intuition told me that you are still alive, and after some pursuit, across half of the continent, you finally came here." ”

Lu Feng smiled with a wry smile: "In the past three years, I have had a lot of changes, and my cultivation has been overturned, and in desperation, I can only think of this way to inform you." ”

The old scholar stretched out his hand to put it on Lu Feng's forehead, and under the temptation, he exuded a terrifying aura all over his body: "Who made you look like this?"

Lu Feng recalled everything on the Night Raven Ridge and explained: "At first, I guessed that it was the Thirteen Kills of the Ice Spring Sect's Zangfeng, but after thinking about it, I felt more and more that there was someone else. ”

Saying that, Lu Feng told the old scholar about the changes on the Raven Ridge three years ago, even if he used the secret method to blow up the Seven Spirits, if there is anyone else in this world who can make Lu Feng so unreserved, it is the old scholar.

It can be said that Lu Feng has today's achievements, and everything is inseparable from the teachings of the scholar, if it weren't for this teacher, he would have died three years ago.

The scholar nodded, his expression solemn, "Your guess is correct, it should indeed not be the work of the Ice Spring Sect, but because of your business, even if it was not the Ice Spring Sect's doing, he has also suffered a lot of anger, and it is said that he has now been forced to close the sect and hide the world." ”

"Huh?" Lu Feng was stunned for a moment, and looked at the old scholar puzzled, who has the ability to force the top sect in the snow region to hide in the world?

The old scholar explained: "After your little senior sister of the Qinghe Sect woke up and heard the news of your "death", the whole person went crazy, forcing her father to avenge you with death, although the sect master Yu guessed that someone might be planting in the dark, but he couldn't hold back his daughter's tears, and in desperation, he had to make a war letter to the Bingquan Sect. ”

Speaking of which, the old scholar added: "By the way, after learning that war was declared, your senior brother, he dug out the sword buried in the back mountain. ”

"What?!" Lu Feng's expression was moved, his eyes were moist again, he didn't expect that the senior brother who had always been cold and moody would be willing to break his oath and unsheath his sword again?

From the first day that Lu Feng entered the Qinghe Sect, this senior brother, who is famous for his swordsmanship, has been buried in the Sword Snow Ridge for many years, and made a vow that he will never hold a sword again for the rest of his life.

But I didn't expect that my death would make the senior brother...

Lu Feng was full of guilt and emotion.