In front of Fangfu, there was a lot of traffic.

Because of Yin Lan's fame, there was an endless stream of people who came to visit the Fangjia Chamber of Commerce during this time.

Today, Fang Qingyuan had just sent away a wave of guests, and shook his head helplessly at the door, he was an eighth-level spirit martial artist, but he was also a businessman, and these things had to be done.

But fortunately, all the guests who came to visit were very sincere, and the many gifts they received this time were worth a lot of money, and they also signed several huge business orders.

Suddenly, a slender white figure appeared at the door, Fang Qingyuan looked up, although this person was wearing a hat, Fang Qingyuan still easily recognized it, greeted him and said with a smile: "Yin Lan, come in." ”

Yin Lan took off his hat, revealing a handsome face with a delicate atmosphere, smiled slightly, and said, "Uncle Fang, have you been busy these past few days, right? I'll go see Uncle Lin first." ”

In the room, the bald Lin Jinhuo was still lying on the bed, unable to move, during this period of time, due to the loss of spiritual power cultivation, his body functions gradually aged, and his vitality was not enough, his face was a little old, and the layers of wrinkles had increased a lot, and he looked like a sixty-year-old man.

"Yin Lan is back, my ears are pretty good, I recognize it when I hear the voice. ”

As soon as Yin Lan entered the room, he heard Lin Jinhuo's old and hoarse voice, which was very decadent, not as bold and neutral as before, which made Yin Lan's heart slightly sour.

"Qiu Nu and the Mo Chamber of Commerce, it's time to pay off the debt. Yin Lan muttered coldly in his heart, and then walked to Lin Jinhuo's bed.

"Uncle Lin, I brought you medicine, which can heal your vertebrae injury first, so that you can move freely. Yin Lan said, reaching out and taking out a transparent vial containing a blue potion from his arms.

Lin Jinhuo on the bed, his body trembled, and Fang Qingyuan, who was following behind Yin Lan, was also a little stunned all of a sudden.

"Uncle Lin, drink this. ”

Yin Lan opened the transparent vial and fed it to Lin Jinhuo to drink.

An hour later, Lin Jinhuo's body trembled, and there was a numb and itchy feeling in the tail vertebrae, and after this feeling lasted for a few minutes, suddenly-

"Huh!"

Lin Jinhuo first twisted his body a little mechanically, making a bone "creaking" sound, and then straightened up suddenly, looking surprised and excited, and a little dreamy, staring at his eyes in disbelief.

"I ...... You can move!ha, hahaha......" Lin Jinhuo reached out and touched the back of his waist, and then was stunned for a long time, his eyes were a little moist, and he laughed wantonly, venting the depression that had accumulated in his chest before.

From now on, Lin Jinhuo can move freely like an ordinary person, although he has not recovered his cultivation, but it is much better than lying in bed.

For this reason, Fang Qingyuan was also very excited, and instructed the cook to prepare a table of sumptuous dishes to celebrate Lin Jinhuo and Yin Lan, Yin Lan's father, Yin Zhaoping, naturally also entered the table.

After the meal, in the room.

Yin Zhaoping was dressed in a gray short shirt, because he had been striking iron all the year round, and his shoulders and arms exposed outside the shirt were full of bulging strong muscles, and the dark green tendons were entrenched on the muscles like a small snake.

"Father, what's wrong?"

In the room, there were only father and son, Yin Lan asked a little strangely.

"Stinky boy, have you forgotten something?" Yin Zhaoping glared and said.

Yin Lan became more and more puzzled, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly realized: "Father, do you mean my mother's illness?"

"Where did you get this ability, Lao Tzu doesn't know, but no matter what, you were also born to me and your mother, it's been so long, you can cure Master Lin's paralysis, why don't you want to think about curing your mother's cold?" Yin Zhaoping's tone was a little annoyed.

Before, he only thought that his son had a great opportunity, met a master outside the world, and became very powerful in cultivation and refining, Earl did not until today that Yin Lan cured Lin Jinhuo's bone injury, and Yin Lan said that it was a potion prepared by himself, Yin Zhaoping knew that his son also had a high attainment in refining medicine.

But Yin Lan has no intention of treating his mother at all since this time, Yin Zhaoping is an urgent child, so he naturally wants to catch Yin Lan and ask this stinky boy well.

"Father, mother's illness is not a cold disease at all, but an extremely complex cold yin constitution, and in the entire Shanlan Continent, I am afraid there is no longer a second one, a child...... Temporarily powerless. Yin Lan explained with a wry smile, a look of pain flashing in his eyes.

The idea of saving his mother, Yin Lan had it when he was very young, and it was extremely urgent, and he even wanted to cultivate since he was a child, and wanted to become a refiner, but he also hoped that one day, he would be able to get ahead, cure his mother, and let his mother open her eyes and take a look at her own adult child.

Everyone in the world has a mother to care for, but Yin Lan didn't, since he could remember, his mother was the appearance of a living dead, lying on the bed all day long, like a sculpture with only a little breath of life.

It's just that in his previous life, because Yin Lan offended the young master of the Mo Chamber of Commerce, his mother was burned to ashes by a fire, and Yin Lan didn't even know what kind of illness his mother had, so he only heard the pharmacist say that it was a cold disease.

In this life, Yin Lan was reborn, and according to the memories of his previous life, he finally judged that this was not an ordinary cold disease at all, but that his mother was born with a cold yin divine body, an extremely rare cultivation physique!

It's a pity that my mother has the disease of genius, but it is the life of a mortal, not only can she not be able to transform her special physique into an advantage in cultivation, but because the cold yin qi in her body continues to accumulate, it finally explodes, and the cold yin qi hits the depths of her mind, freezing her soul, and she has since become a living dead.

If there is any benefit to this disease, it is the existence of cold and yin qi, so that the mother's body will never age, and it is still the same as when she was young.

"You...... You can even cure Master Lin's paralysis, how can you not cure your mother, then who else in this world can save your mother...... No, it's impossible!" After Yin Zhaoping heard his son's words, he was suddenly struck by lightning, and his rough face turned pale in an instant, and the whole person was hit by an extremely huge blow, shaking his head and not wanting to believe it.

Although he blamed his son for failing to give priority to his wife, he had strong confidence in this genius son who suddenly became extremely dazzling.

But listening to the meaning of Yin Lan's words, in the entire Shanlan Continent, only his wife had such a strange disease, and in an instant, Yin Zhao's heart was like ashes.

In order not to be separated from his beloved wife, more than ten years ago, Yin Zhaoping fell out with his family, was persecuted by his eldest brother and swept away, and was forced to come to the three distant northern provinces in desperation, processing refining materials in a small town to make a living, and raising his only son with his own hands.

In his heart, there is only one hope, that is, one day when his wife wakes up, the family of three will be reunited.

But now, Yin Zhaoping has such a result, and his son told him personally!

"How can this be, how can this be......" Yin Zhaoping's eyes were red, his fists were clenched tightly, and his bones were pale one by one, and he slowly squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, muttering to himself, crying silently, and choking.

Only when grief and despair go to the deepest depths will you not be able to cry.

Yin Zhaoping's burly body seemed to be much thinner, and his shoulders seemed to be crushed, trembling slightly.

Yin Lan's eyes were also slightly red, didn't he feel powerless?

During this time, he had worked hard to cultivate, not only because of the sense of urgency brought about by the crisis, but also because of his mother's innate cold yin divine body, which brought him tremendous pressure.

This kind of physique should not appear in an ordinary person, or even in the Shanlan Continent, the so-called cold yin god body, that is the best physique to become a god, among the countless planes, there are eight kinds of such physique, called the eight god bodies, each of which is extremely rare, millions of planes, countless sentient beings, may not be able to give birth to one.

But it happened to his mother, how lucky, how sad.

Yin Lan knew several ways to solve the cold yin god body, but it was not something he could do now, even the easiest way required Yin Lan to have strong enough strength to compete for an extremely rare magic medicine from the heterotopic plane in order to save his mother.

However, this is more difficult than ascending to the sky, just breaking through the plane barrier and entering the different planes, Yin Lan needs to have a strong strength to stand at the top of the Shanlan Continent, and this is not enough, to compete for that magic medicine, it is destined to face countless dangers and fights, if one is not careful, the gods will fall!

Yin Lan can grow up slowly, but he can afford to wait, his mother can't afford to wait, once a hundred years later, if he can't save his mother, the cold and yin qi will freeze his mother's soul, and even if Yin Lan is reborn again, it is still impossible to do it.

It is an infinite loop and a knot that is difficult to untie, tied by fate itself.

PS：

Thank you [Dog Who Loves to Steal Food] 1888 for the tip, thank you, haha.