Chapter 7 The Wind of Healing is Clear

Lu Dayou saw Uncle Feng Tai spit out a mouthful of blood, so he fell straight back.

He hurriedly lunged forward and held his body.

The figure of the wind is very tall, but Lu Dayou does not feel heavy after holding it.

Bones can be faintly felt through clothing.

Out of respect just now, he didn't dare to look directly at the wind Qingyang.

But now when I look at the face of the breeze, my face is pale and there is no blood.

I don't know if it's because I haven't seen the sun for a long time, or because of illness.

Probably because of the practice of martial arts, the folds of the skin are not as many as those of ordinary old people, but they are slightly loose due to emaciation.

The gray thick eyebrows were furrowed at the moment.

The eyes were tightly closed, and the sockets were deeply sunken.

His lips were extremely thin, and they did not have the ruddy nature of ordinary people.

There was still dark red blood at the corner of his mouth, revealing a dying aura.

The wind cleared his nose and breathed, but it was very weak.

Lu Dayou was a little panicked at the moment: Jin's thighs, which were fine just now, why did he lie down the next moment.

Uncle Feng Tai is poisoned? Sick? Or is it injured?

The original plot didn't say anything about it.

Whether it is Lu Dayou in later generations or the original owner of this world, they don't know anything about medical treatment.

At this time, not to mention the doctors, now I am afraid that apart from the two of them, there is not even a living person.

At this time, Lu Dayou had a flash of inspiration:

That's right! If this situation is encountered in martial arts novels, it seems to be all internal force healing?

Otherwise, I'll try it with internal force first?

Just do what he said, Lu Dayou helped the wind to blow and let him turn his back to him in a five-hearted posture.

Then do it cross-legged yourself, and try to hold your two hands against Feng Qingyang's back.

Then...

How do you transfer the internal force to Uncle Fengtai?

Lu Dayou did this for the first time, and he was a little confused.

The original owner is not high in internal strength and lacks experience in the rivers and lakes.

I haven't done anything for others to heal my wounds.

Therefore, now I can only rely on Lu Dayou to slowly explore.

He first tried to carry the inner breath of his dantian, and then lifted his qi upward.

After a while, he felt a gentle heat energy rise from the dantian to his chest.

Then, the heat energy probed along the meridians of the arm.

Lu Dayou felt that his palm had a certain connection with Uncle Fengtai's back.

There is a door! Lu Dayou was overjoyed.

He could feel that Zixia Gong was slowly but surely combing through the wind and clear breath.

Just when Lu Dayou was still continuing to transmit internal force, the wind was clear and woke up.

He could feel the gentle internal force coming from behind him.

Knowing that this junior of mine is trying his best to heal himself.

A slight warmth rose in my heart, but I still sighed when I remembered my situation.

Lu Dayou heard this sigh and knew that Uncle Feng Tai had woken up.

"Uncle Fengtai, you're awake!"

Feng Qingyang's eyes looked ahead blankly: "Lu ...... Lu Boy...... Scares you. ”

"But...... I guess I'm at the end of my time. ”

"This is an incurable disease, I have found a lot of Xinglin Holy Hands, and even the imperial doctor has given me a pulse, but there is no cure."

"It's been dragging on for more than 20 years, old man, I'm enough."

"You don't have to waste your internal energy to treat me, just relieve some pain."

It seems to be a return to the light, and the breath of the wind is more sufficient.

"After I die, for the sake of me teaching you, just help me find a piece of land to bury after thinking about the cliff."

"Don't ...... Ahem...... Don't leave my name. ”

"I didn't expect my old man to meet Chong'er before he died, and he also met your little doll."

"I wanted to teach you a little more, but unfortunately..."

"Uncle Fengtai...... "Lu Dayou still wants to say something."

But immediately, as if he had been immobilized, he was stunned.

Then, he seemed to suddenly realize: "Uncle Fengtai, wait a minute. ”

He held the wind in one hand.

The other hand reached into the hem of his garment and fumbled inside.

After a while, he pulled out a porcelain vase.

Bite the cork with your mouth and pour out a black pill from it, which is {Qingling Pill}!

Lu Dayou pinched the pill and put it to Feng Qingyang's mouth.

"Uncle Fengtai, you eat it first."

When Feng Qingyang saw this pill, his heart was full of questions:

"This ...... What is it? ”

"Hehe, a family heirloom elixir, curing all diseases."

At this moment, Lu Dayou actually didn't know if this medicine could cure Feng Qingyang.

Dead horses should be live horse doctors!

I just received the guidance of others, and I can't watch the wind clear and die here.

As for this Qingling Pill, if it really can't cure the disease, it will be wasted if it is wasted.

However, the system is produced, so it won't be a trick.

Feng Qingyang has already smelled the fragrance of medicine at this moment, and he feels that his spirit has recovered a lot:

is already a dying person, are you still afraid that this is a poison?

Besides, this little baby is also my Huashan disciple, how can he harm me.

So he followed the landing and put the medicine in his mouth.

I chewed a few times, swallowed hard, and then closed my eyes and refreshed.

In less than a cup of tea, Feng Qingyang's face visibly improved.

With the help of Lu Dayou, he closed his eyes and began to carry his internal breath.

When I opened my eyes again, I no longer had the sickly look I had just now.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked straight at Lu Dayou.

"Lu boy, you ...... pill"

"Uncle Fengtai, how are you feeling now?"

"Haha, I've ...... in the past twenty years"

The wind jumped up and floated quickly towards the outside of the cave.

"It's never been so good as it was today, hahahahaha."

He walked to the entrance of the cave, grabbed a twig, and began to wield his sword.

At first, it was slow, then it became faster and faster, until it was completely difficult to see the moves.

Lu Dayou followed out of the cave.

Looking at the wind Qingyang like this, how can you not know that {Qingling Pill} has worked.

After a stick of incense, the wind cleared and stopped, and there was no breath at all.

He casually threw away the branch and looked back at Lu Dayou.

"Good boy, you said this medicine is a family heirloom?"

"Uncle Feng, my parents said that the ancestor of the family had helped a stranger before and left this elixir."

"It was said that it could cure all kinds of diseases, and after several uses, only this one remained, and they passed it on to their disciples."

Lu Dayou respectfully told Feng Qingyang about the origin of the pill, and the lie came as soon as he opened his mouth, and his face was not red.

But there's no way to do it, could it be that he is a traverser and came from the system?

"That old man has been greatly favored by you."

Speaking of which, the wind is clear and he is going to bow to Lu Da.

Seeing this, how dare Lu Da take it, he hurriedly avoided this worship, and then knelt on the ground.

"Uncle Tai has tormented the disciples, you are an elder of the sect, and you have carefully taught the disciples, how can the disciples have the truth that they will not be saved when they see death."

Fu fell deep again.

It's not that Lu Dayou is acting.

Although he is still selfish, he was filial to his parents in his previous life.

Coupled with the fact that the wind cleared before he taught carefully wholeheartedly, as long as there is a slight possibility, why not save it?

"Hey, good boy, good boy, get up, get up."

Feng Qingyang stepped forward to help Lu Dayou up, and then touched his beard, the more he looked at him, the more satisfied he became:

He has a good memory and excellent swordsmanship talent.

Judging from the situation that healed me just now, the internal strength is also good.

The most important thing is to have a pure heart!

Good talent and beautiful jade! Good talent and beautiful jade!

If I had met him twenty years earlier...

Suddenly, Feng Qingyang raised his head and sighed, "It looks like I have to break my own oath today." ”

Then, he looked back at Lu Dayou:

"Good boy, I have no long things in my body, only a body of swordsmanship can still be seen, are you willing to learn?"