The next day, at six o'clock in the morning, Yang Xiuwen woke up from his cultivation and took a deep breath.

sighed: "This is indeed a good place to cultivate, the two attributes of water and wood are very different from Zhongjing.

It's only been a few days since I came to Nanyun, and the fifth layer of Qi training is about to enter the peak, and it won't take long to break through! “

When I came to the courtyard, it was still dark around.

The cry of the nightingale in the woods alarmed the dogs in the stockade, first one howled, then two, three...

For a while, the quiet village suddenly became lively.

Sitting on the highest point in the village, the sun slowly rose, and the purple qi came from the east and incorporated into the body.

When I opened my eyes, the smoke from the cooking smoke in the village formed a faint white cloud, coiled in the dense jungle, and then gradually dissipated, like a dream.

And all the people arose, and were busy as he had asked.

At this time, two simple sheds have been erected in the backyard of the Bai family, surrounded by cloths, mainly considering that when treating Bai's father and mother, they hardly wear clothes.

The roof of the shed was sparsely covered with straw, and the sunlight could penetrate through the cracks.

This is also specially arranged by him, which can not only absorb the heat of the sun, but also block the direct sunlight.

In the center of each shed is a 50-centimeter-high earthen stove, on which a large iron pot sits.

The pot was steaming with potion, and the smell of Chinese medicine was very strong.

After the potion was boiled, it was poured into two large wooden barrels, and some hot water was added, Yang Xiuwen tested the temperature and nodded.

He also instructed Shui Maosheng and Wang Sheng to refill the iron pot with water, and after heating it, they sat on the wooden barrel filled with the potion.

I looked up at the height of the sun and calculated the hour, and it was almost there.

He turned his head and said, "Uncle Bai, Professor Wen, it's okay, your mother will be taken care of by your wife and Feng Min to go to the medicine barrel in the shed next to you."

Let's go and carry your father here. “

According to Bai Yusheng, his father has been poisoned for ten years, and he was awake for half a day and asleep for half a day when he was first poisoned, but slowly, the time he was awake became shorter and shorter, and he has been in a coma this year.

His clothes had been stripped off, he was naked and only wore a pair of shorts, and his skin was dark gray and skinny.

Yang Xiuwen held him up, very lightly, and estimated that it would be fifty pounds.

Carefully put it into the barrel and let Professor Bai hold him.

Instructed the water, the king and the two "remember, do not extinguish the fire, always keep the current temperature." Aunt Bai, Feng Min, it's the same with you. “

After saying that, with a wave of his hand, five silver needles appeared in his hand.

After high-frequency disinfection, it is quickly inserted into the white father's chest to form a plum blossom shape.

This technique Yang Xiuwen used for the first time, called the Five Elements Plum Blossom Needle for Heart Protection, which specializes in protecting the heart.

Each silver needle was channeled by him with a trace of aura, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

Old lady Bai stood by the window on the second floor, watching everything in the backyard, and when Yang Xiuwen used the Five Elements Plum Blossom Needle Technique, his eyes lit up.

He whispered in his heart: "That's right, it's indeed a cultivator, this kind of stitching technique only appears in legends, and only monks can perform it." “

Yang Xiuwen turned around and entered the house, and after a while, he brought out two bowls of soup and medicine.

The decoction was carefully prepared by him, a clever combination of various Chinese medicines, used to nourish the five internal organs, and the most important thing was to add the blood of the spirit beast white snake, as well as the purple lingzhi.

The medicinal soup is dark brown in color, with a layer of lilac mist on the surface, and Yang Xiuwen called it Purple Spirit Soup.

He handed one of the bowls to Aunt Bai and asked her to serve her mother-in-law and drink it.

Reaching out a little under the white father's neck, the white father's mouth opened, poured the medicinal soup in, and gently slid it down with his fingers at his throat, and swallowed the medicinal soup without dropping.

The next thing is to wait.

Bai Mu was the first to react, Feng Min shouted: "Xiuwen, grandma seems to be in pain, she sweats a lot, it's all black, what should I do?" “

Through the cloth, Yang Xiuwen said: "Sister Min, don't be nervous, you are detoxifying." “

Chong Wei Brie said, "Grandma, you have to hold back, you are not deeply poisoned, just hold on."

Aunt Bai, pay attention to the stove fire and keep the temperature. “

At this time, the white father began to struggle, and the cyan blood vessels exposed to the surface of the skin trembled and writhed.

The person is not awake, but the severe pain drives the body to react instinctively.

The mouth grew big "Ahh ”。

Bai Yusheng held down his father who was struggling violently, and Wen Dexing also stepped forward to help.

Yang Xiuwen said: "Now is a critical juncture, the poison in your father's body has begun to be discharged, the pain is normal, his heart is guarded by my needle, don't worry." “

Time passed little by little, and everyone felt that it was so long. Five minutes, ten minutes, an hour...

The potion in the barrel began to emit an unpleasant smell and was getting stronger.

Yang Xiuwen looked at the time, then at Father Bai, who was in a coma and no longer struggling, and said, "It's okay, withdraw the fire and lift the barrel down." “

Said to the other side of the cloth fence: "Aunt Bai, Feng Min, help Grandma come out of the wooden barrel, remember, don't touch the potion in the wooden barrel." “

personally helped Bai Yusheng's father out and wiped his whole body with clean warm water.

Everyone found that the white father had changed a lot, and his skin was no longer dark gray, but tended to be a normal complexion.

His face began to turn a little bloody.

The white mother came out after scrubbing.

Everyone was even more shocked.

Her gray hair turned partially black, she was full of energy, and her face was ruddy, as if she had changed into a different person.

Wen Dexing, Shui Maosheng, Wang Sheng, and Feng Min witnessed all this with their own eyes.

They looked at each other and opened their mouths to say the same word - immortal.

Then they all shook their heads, no way! How can it be!

But they didn't know at all that their guess was right, Yang Xiuwen was an immortal cultivator.

For Bai Yusheng and Shui Xiaoya, the desire in the dream for ten years has now come true, and it really appears in front of him.

I can't believe it, I still can't believe it, I feel like I'm still dreaming.

Bai Yusheng pinched himself, stepped forward and tried to touch his mother's hair and face.

It's true, I can't hold it anymore, and tears are streaming down.

Whimpering "Grandma, grandma。。。 ”

Shui Xiaoya hugged her mother-in-law and cried silently.

Wen Dexing and Feng Min wanted to step forward to comfort them, but Yang Xiuwen stopped them and shook their heads.

said softly: "Professor Wen, Sister Min, don't go, let them cry, they need catharsis, it's been ten years, and it's been suppressed for too long!" ”