"Hehe, virtuous nephew, what did you promise to the three ancestors just now, looking at their smiling and smiling faces after we left, to be honest, my uncle has never seen these three old guys so happy after getting along with them for so long!" Walking on the road leading to the placement of the remains of the old Mei, Chu Aoyang finally asked the question that had been pressed in his heart for a long time.

"Hehe, the Buddha said that you can't say it, you can't say it! Uncle, you'll know it later!" Chu Yang blinked, his face mysterious.

That playful appearance, seeing Chu Ao, he couldn't wait to pick up his fist and smash it on the latter's head, of course, Chu Aoyang could only think in his heart, who called him inferior to others, even if he had that heart, he didn't have that strength.

"Squeak!" Chu Yang slowly pushed open the door, the grin on his face had long been replaced by a heavy face, and when he walked into the room, Chu Yang came to the side of the old man, his rough palm slowly groped on the old man's body, and his face was full of grief.

If he had arrived a little earlier, Mei Lao would not have had an accident.

Looking down at the old man's serene smile, Chu Yang knew that Mei Lao must be very relieved when he left.

"Old Mei, the juniors are late!" Chu Yang stood in front of the bed, bending down to pay the highest respect to the old man on the bed who had fought for the last drop of blood for the Chu family.

Chu Aoyang's face was silent, Mei Lao was one of the only two old men left in his Chu family for hundreds of years, and he had been silently contributing to the Chu family behind the scenes all his life.

"Virtuous nephew, you have excellent strength, don't you have any hope of saving Mei Lao!" Chu Aoyang asked with a deep brow.

"Let me think about it!" Chu Yang lowered his head and pondered, he kept searching in his mind for countermeasures that could save Mei Lao, people can't be resurrected after death, this is true for ordinary people! But Mei Lao is not an ordinary person, he is a Shinto realm powerhouse who has condensed his spiritual sense, as long as the true spirit is not scattered, there is a chance to save him.

"The true spirit is not dispersed, resurrected?" Chu Yang paced back and forth, muttering something on his lips, suddenly his eyes lit up, his big hand slapped the door of his head hard, and he shouted in a lost voice: "Ah, there is, I have found a way to resurrect the old eyebrow!"

Chu Aoyang was also overjoyed when he heard this, and confirmed with a look of disbelief: "Virtuous nephew, do you really have a way to resurrect Mei Lao?"

Chu Yang nodded affirmatively: "Well, if it were someone else, I might not be able to save him, but Mei Lao is different, he has already condensed his spiritual sense, and his spiritual sense is very condensed, and it has only been half a day since Mei Lao's fall, with Mei Lao's powerful spiritual sense, there must still be a trace of true spirit left in his body, and I happen to have a treasure on my body that can resurrect a strong person like Mei Lao." ”

"Ah, virtuous nephew, you still have such a treasure, that's really good, it seems that God bless my Chu family and let you, the lucky star, descend on our Chu family!" Chu Aoyang was overjoyed after hearing that Chu Yang had the treasure of resurrecting the elder eyebrows, and the whole person jumped up happily like a child.

"Hehe, uncle, I have never used this kind of treatment method on people, and I don't know if it will work!" Chu Yang scratched his head and said with some concern, he had never used the Blood Bamboo Heart obtained from the Heavenly Silence Ancient Tomb on people, and to be honest, he didn't have a bottom!

"Virtuous nephew, don't have a burden in your heart, just let it go, no matter whether you succeed or fail, your uncle and the children of the Chu family will support you!" Chu Aoyang said firmly.

"Well, then uncle, you go out first, by the way, ask someone not to bother me these days, I will try my best to revive Mei Lao!" Chu Yang's face was firm.

"Okay!" Chu Aoyang nodded, and when he left, he closed the door.

The room was suddenly silent, Chu Yang sat in front of Mei Lao, his eyes were closed, and the heart of the blood bamboo in his body was pulled out of his body by him, emitting a faint red light in the room, this red light was like a ray of sunlight illuminating the whole house, it expelled the darkness and warmed people's hearts, Chu Yang seemed to see the hope of resurrecting Mei Lao.

This sitting was a full three days, outside, the elders of the Chu family and the ancestors of the three families had already rushed over after hearing the news, and the outermost was a black crow and crow, and there was no end in sight of the children of the Chu family.

"Do you say that the young patriarch can save the patriarch?"

"Of course you can, who is the young patriarch, he is the god of our Chu family, there is nothing in this world that he can't do!" said a Chu Yang worshipper loudly.

"But, after all, people can't be resurrected after death, and I've never heard of anyone who can revive the dead!"

"Hmph, what do you know, not having it now does not mean that it will not be in the future, I believe that the young patriarch can save Mei Lao, he is the hope of our Chu family, as long as he is there, miracles can always happen to our Chu family!"

"Hehe, that's right! I also hope that the young patriarch can save the patriarch!"

......

"What's the matter, Yang'er has been in for several days, why hasn't she come out yet, I'm really in a hurry!" Outside the door, Chu Moran glanced inward with frequent anxious eyes.

"Hehe, Elder Mo Ran, don't worry, maybe Chu Yang is at a critical juncture of treatment, and it should be fine soon!" said an elder of the Chu family with a smile.

"I hope so!" Chu Moran smiled bitterly, and could only continue to wait.

Time passed quietly for another three days, and at this time, everyone outside the door, even Chu Aoyang and the three family ancestors felt that something was wrong, and they all proposed to go in and take a look.

However, there were also a few Chu family elders who felt that it was not appropriate to rush in, so they still waited for two days.

At the moment when everyone was arguing about whether to enter or not, the door that had been closed finally slowly opened, and Chu Yang walked out of it with an expressionless face and a tired face.

Seeing the somewhat gloomy appearance on Chu Yang's face, everyone couldn't help but chuckle in their hearts, looked at each other, and finally sent Chu Moran up to ask.

"Yang'er, are you okay, how is the patriarch!"

Chu Yang raised his head, rubbed his sleepy eyes that were a little dizzy, and when he saw that it was Chu Moran, he immediately said respectfully: "Grandpa, the patriarch is fine, you only need to rest for a while to fully recover, don't go in to visit now, it's not too late to go in to visit after the patriarch's condition is stable in two days!"

"Ah, you say, you!" Chu Moran's voice trembled a little when he heard this, and it took a long time before he could fully speak: "Are you saying that the patriarch is all right, and he was saved by you?"

"Yes!" Chu Yang nodded affirmatively.

"Haha, that's great, good grandson, you're awesome!" Chu Moran was overjoyed and kissed Chu Yang on the cheek.

The elders of the Chu family and the children of the Chu family cheered and shouted long live Chu Yang.

The three ancestors were shocked and shocked, and they shouted in their hearts that Chu Yang had a good hand.

"It's amazing! Even the dead were rescued by him, such a magic technique, how many people in the world can have it! Now that I think about it, it is a wise decision for the three of us to decide to follow the Chu family, the Chu family has a son like this, why not prosper!"

At this moment, the three ancestors were deeply glad for the decision they had made.