Qingyang saw that he had already taken two pills of the Creation and Resurrection Pill, but his father did not improve at all.

I wanted to take out the third one, but was blocked by Qing Dongming.

"Ah Yang, don't waste this kind of elixir for your father, now that the beasts are making trouble, there are still many people who need this elixir, my father's own body I know, I have been deeply poisoned by the epidemic, these days, in order to suppress the epidemic poison and prevent it from being transmitted from my father's body to others, my father suppressed it with his own mana and flesh and blood, and now the epidemic poison has been mixed with my father's flesh and blood, and there is no chance to get rid of it."

After Qingdong Ming gave him the Creation and Rejuvenation Pill again, he felt that the original lost vitality had stopped flowing, and he knew that this pill was precious, and now he saw that Qingyang still wanted to take it for himself, so he stopped him.

In addition to his own ability, he loves the people like a son, and treating his subordinates sincerely is also a very important factor, so he can make Mi Zifang, Zhao Yan, Ma Rong and other talents willing to dispel dampness for him.

So at this time, his own life was in danger, but he was thinking about others, lest he would waste these pills, and when others needed them, he had no choice.

Qingyang was just in a hurry, and when he saw his father stop him, he finally calmed down, but he didn't stop, but took out another gourd, took out a plague pill from it, and forcibly fed Qingdongming to take it.

It's just that the pill was taken, but it didn't improve at all.

At this time, because Qing Dongming has suppressed the epidemic virus in his body, the epidemic virus has long been mixed with his own flesh and blood, and it can be said that Qing Dongming is now the source of a humanoid epidemic virus.

Seeing this, Qingyang was particularly unwilling, and at the moment put his hands on Qing Dongming's back, and crossed his own Yang Mana into Qing Dongming's body, wanting to use his own Yang Mana to refine the epidemic poison in Qing Dongming's body.

However, the plague poison and Qingdongming's flesh and blood were condensed into one, if the plague poison was refined, then Qingdongming's flesh and blood would also be incinerated by his Yang True Qi.

Qingdong saw what he was doing, and knew that he didn't let him understand that he would not give up, so he didn't stop it.

As soon as Qingyang Zhiyang's mana entered Qing Dongming's body, the epidemic poison in his body was as if he had encountered a natural enemy, and he was fed by the Zhiyang mana refining and feeding a stream of green smoke from Qingdongming's body.

But as the epidemic poison was refined, Qing Dongming's flesh and blood were also incinerated by the Zhiyang mana, and Qing Dongming couldn't help but snort in pain.

Seeing this, Qingyang had no choice but to stop, angry and anxious in his heart, a punch hit the edge of Qing Dongming's bed, if it weren't for Qing Dongming's bed was made of the best spiritual wood, I am afraid that under a punch, the bed would be broken up by him.

Seeing this, Qingdong endured the pain, raised his hand, and wanted to put it on Qingyang's head, but thinking of his own situation, he retracted again.

Seeing this, Qingyang couldn't help but shed tears in the corners of his eyes. He reached out and took his father's hand and put it on his head.

He cultivated the way of the Yang Dynasty, and the epidemic poison could not help him in the slightest.

Since the arrival of the red moon and the changes in heaven and earth, Qingyang has not shed tears whether he is fighting with Qingyuan and Qingciao in the wild with fierce beasts, or intriguing with wicked people.

Now it is hard to see his father, but he has nothing to do about his epidemic, and the iron-beaten man also shed tears.

Qing Dongming greedily stroked Qingyang's hair, and smiled bitterly, "Ah Yang, don't be sad, Father originally thought that I would never see you again in this life, but you see, God also favors me, so that I can see you before I die, and now that you have this ability, Father is happy!" ”

Qing Dongming said this, grinning, but he gasped in pain.

"Father!" Seeing this, Qingyang's heart ached.

"Father, I'm sorry for you and your mother, in order to seek merit, I left Qingshan Village and came to Shendu to join the army, leaving you and your mother to live alone, for so many years, your mother pulled you to grow up, but when I became famous and wanted to take you over, there was a change in the world, and your mother died in the catastrophe, and you yourself suffered a lot between this abnormal world and the world, right?"

When Qing Dongming said this, his eyes were full of guilt and heartache when he looked at Qing Yang.

"If I hadn't left Qingshan Village at the beginning, and protected you and your mother when the red moon came, it would have been no problem to come, and then your mother would not have died."

"Father, Mother has never blamed you, and the child has never blamed you in his heart, on the contrary, if you hadn't asked me to insist on practicing boxing and reciting Taoist scriptures since I was a child, I am afraid I would not have survived the tribulation of the Red Moon. As for after the red moon, although it is difficult, the child has the foundation of practicing boxing since childhood, and the starting point is much higher than that of ordinary people, so although it is difficult, he has not suffered too much, not to mention that now the child can worship under the Shennong Pavilion of the Southern Wilderness Immortal Gate, and build a successful foundation. ”

Qingyang stroked his father's hand and said softly.

Qing Dongming listened to his words, felt a little better, and said again and again, "That's good, that's good...... What did you say, you worshiped in Shennong Pavilion? ”

Qing Dongming almost shouted out this last sentence, which startled Qingyang.

"Yes, the child is now the third disciple under the throne of the master."

"Good! Good! Ah Yang, you and my father and son will talk about family affection in the future, now the beasts are raging, and the creatures are robbed, since you are a disciple of Shennong Pavilion, then there must be a master in your door, can you send a message to your master, let them send someone to kill the beast, you can rest assured, now that your father is in charge of the military and political affairs of a state, as long as you kill the beast, your father will definitely have enough gratitude to your master. ”

Speaking of killing the beast, Qing Dongming seemed to have a little pain on his body, and he was excited.

Qingyang saw that his father himself was like this, and he didn't forget to kill the beast, his heart was full of respect and heartache, and he took his father's hand and said, "Father, don't worry, it's just a beast, and the child can be killed, so why do you need to work with the elders." ”

"You? You have only been cultivating for a few years, and how much cultivation you can do is to be a heavenly asset like your father, and these years are just cultivating to the early stage of foundation building. ”

Hearing his father boast like this, Qingyang smiled slightly and said, "Father, didn't you listen to the child just now, the child is now a complete foundation, and he is only one step away from returning the golden liquid to the Dan and becoming a Jindan immortal." ”

Qing Dongming then remembered that his son had indeed said that he was going to return the gold liquid to the Dan, but he heard Shennongge's excitement and automatically filtered the matter.

"You really can do it, that beast has now poisoned the three counties, and its strength is not trivial, you can't be careless."

"Father's rest assured is ......!"

"Governor, his subordinates have already migrated all the people within three hundred miles in front of the beast, and the rest will see when people will come from the Shendu!"

Before Qingyang's words fell, he heard a person say this and walked in.

The person who came was Mi Zifang, he dealt with the matter of migrating the people, and came back to report to Qing Dongming, but he didn't expect to see a young man in front of Qing Dongming, he couldn't help but be shocked, and quickly pulled out the long knife, the momentum of the host was released instantly, and the long knife pointed at Qingyang, "Who are you, dare to trespass into the tent of the commander, what do you want?" ”