"Zixiong, Yuqing, in this life and this life, I, Li Dan, are no longer able to avenge you, Xiaoliu has also grown up, today I will pass on the merit to him, whether the child takes revenge or not, no wonder!"

The old man muttered to himself, and after speaking, the old man put one hand on the arm of the young man who had not yet come back to his senses, and with a stroke of skill, he turned the young man to face him.

"Little Liu, don't be afraid!"

The old man's left hand and sword fingers were placed on his right arm, and at the same time, the five fingers of his right hand were slightly hooked, pressing on the young man's heavenly spirit cover, and in the young man's unknown eyes, the internal force that he had cultivated for more than a hundred years was forcibly poured into the young man's body, and the meridians blocked by the whole body were opened up along the way.

From time to time, the old man's left hand bent his fingers, and he flicked a few times on the tricks around the young man's body, and the "poof" sound of knocking through the tricks was endless.

Before the boy could react, he only felt a warm current flowing from the top of his head to his body, and then his body was completely uncontrolled, as if he had been immobilized.

Where the warm current in the young man's body passed, there was a slight feeling of fullness, and after the feeling of fullness, it was like thousands of ants crawling over, itching and unbearable but extremely comfortable.

The acupuncture points around the body are also like pricking with a needle when the pus-filled bag is raised, and the slight pain passes away, and then it is comfortable.

Small strands of blood mixed with fishy black lines spurted out, and the boy felt as if his body had become extremely light at this moment, as if returning to his mother's womb, his whole body was warm and very comfortable.

The body was unusually comfortable, but the young man's eyes were full of pathos.

In front of the young man's eyes, the old man's half-black hair was turning white at a speed visible to the naked eye, but in just a few breaths, the old man was already gray, his slightly hunched back had become more rickety, and the wrinkles on his face were a little deeper, and he seemed to be more than ten years old in just a few moments.

“......”

The young man wanted to shout to stop, but found that he couldn't even open his mouth, so he could only signal the old man to stop with pleading eyes, tears rolling in his eyes.

The old man ignored the young man's eyes, and still went his own way to open up the meridians of the young man's whole body with the purest internal force.

While recuperating, he forcibly removed impurities and some small meridians, laying a solid foundation for the young man to practice martial arts in the future.

Feeling the old man's determination, the young man closed his eyes in resignation, and tears quietly slipped down.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was half an hour later.

The meridians and acupoints in the young man's body have almost all been opened, leaving only the eight veins of the Qi Jing and Guan Yuan, Yin Jiao, Qi Hai, and Shimen four acupoints.

At this moment, the old man suddenly stopped. After breathing for a while, the churning internal force in his body, his eyes condensed, and the old man's left and right hands were all pointed at the sword, wrapped in the internal force and quickly pointed at Guan Yuan, Yin Jiao two acupoints.

After the two slight sounds of opening the acupoints reached his ears, the old man concocted the same method and pointed at the Qihai Cave and the Shimen Cave. At the same time, the old man divided an internal force to protect the dantian that opened at the beginning of the youth.

"Poof"

The dantian was forcibly opened, and the young man who had recovered his mobility because the acupuncture points around his body were opened up spurted out a mouthful of red blood, which fell on the wooden board in front of him little by little.

"Master......"

The young man opened his eyes, his face was painful, but his eyes were very calm, and he called the old man softly.

"Don't talk yet, it will hurt later, you bear with it. The old man said softly.

"Hmm!"

The boy nodded, closing his eyes again.

The old man raised his hands, his thumbs bent inward, and the other four fingers together, and pressed the backs of his hands on the middle sides of the boy's body.

With an angry shout, after the four fingers were slightly raised, he suddenly leaned down, and the majestic internal force entered the young man's body from the finger ends, leading from the Qugu acupoint to the second vein of Rendu, and then rushed into the remaining six veins of the Qi Jing.

"Puff", "Puff", "Puff", "Puff", "Puff", "Puff"

"Humph!"

Eight voices sounded one after another, and the young man let out a muffled snort, a touch of dark red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, his brows furrowed tightly, his fists clenched in his arms were bruised, and his face was hideous.

Pain, incomparable pain, the young man only felt that starting from an acupuncture point in his abdomen, from top to bottom and going around a circle, it was as if he had been pressed with a red-hot iron block, and the meridians seemed to be twisted, and the pain of opening up the dantian just now was not worth mentioning at all.

The young man wanted to shout, but he was pressed by death, afraid of disturbing the old man, so the young man bit his lip and endured inhuman pain.

But fortunately, the pain came and went quickly, and after three breaths, it disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by boundless comfort.

"Little Liu, do you hate being a teacher?"

At this time, the old man suddenly spoke up and looked at the young man with a haggard face.

Yang Nanguan opened his eyes and met the old man's slightly cloudy eyes at this time. Seeing that the old man who had lived with him for fifteen years was not looking old at this time, he endured his sore nose and slowly spit out two words.

"Don't hate. ”

This is not against his will, it is the truth, Yang Nanguan really does not hate, except for his parents who have never met and are separated by heaven and earth, cynical, and have no serious master Li Dan all day long can be said to be the only relative of the young man.

If the old man killed his parents with his own hands, Yang Nanguan felt that he probably couldn't hate it, and it was better to raise it than to give birth, which is the truth.

And now it is not the old man who killed his parents, and Yang Nanguan can't hate it even more.

"Good!"

After receiving the young man's affirmative answer, the old man's somewhat cloudy eyes suddenly cleared, and after screaming, he laughed heartily, sweeping away the previous twilight.

For the first time in fifteen years, his back was straight, as if a Mount Tai had been unloaded, and the haze and self-blame in his heart for more than ten years were swept away.

After laughing a few times, the old man raised his right hand, gently placed it on the top of the young man's head, and said softly: "Relax, it doesn't hurt this time." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yang Nanguan only felt a warm current that was the same as before surging from top to bottom from the top of his head to all parts of his body.

The internal force flows in the twelve meridians and the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, connecting the 684 acupuncture points except for the 36 dead points, connecting them into veins, covering the dead points, and running the Great Zhoutian.

At the same time, the two veins of the governor are self-contained, running a small week.

At the moment when the big and small weeks were running and the pulses were connected, many memories that were blurred by age regained clarity in the teenager's mind and kept replaying.

In his memory, the boy recalled the sad face of the old man when he saw himself wetting the bed when he was a child, the clumsiness when he cooked for himself, the grimace he made when he coaxed himself to be happy, and the helplessness when he cried, and saw ......

Tears once again filled the boy's eyes, and tears rolled down, wetting his coarse linen clothes.

Looking up and looking at the increasingly old figure, the young man silently recited: "Old man, I am reluctant to let you go." ”

Reading the young man's reluctance, the old man shook his head after smiling slightly, and said with a relieved smile: "Master, it's time to go, otherwise your father and mother will be in a hurry below." ”

At this time, the old man who has let go of the burden of guilt for more than ten years, except for the fact that he can't take revenge in person, has a trace of regret, and checks the apprentice Xiaoliu and Yang Nanguan, who are not his own grandson in front of him, but Yang Nanguan's strong reluctance, he has no concern about everything in this world, and no longer has the slightest attachment.

After saying a word, the old man raised the young man's hands and faced him with four palms.

After snorting lightly, the old man mobilized the majestic Yuan Force in his body like a vast ocean, and slowly but firmly injected it into the young man's body along his palms.

Following the meridians, the internal force circulated in the young man's body for a week, and then poured into the newly opened dantian three inches below the umbilicus, endlessly.

The old man's cultivation is like a flood that opens the floodgates, and the rivers are declining.

And the cultivation of young people is like a tall building rising from the ground, rising inch by inch.

With every breath, the young man's breath became stronger, and his cultivation climbed steadily, just like the rising sun in the east.

The old man's breath is relatively weak, and his realm is slightly regressive, like the sunset in the waning mountains, exuding his last light......