The old man, who claimed to be a lonely soul, smiled for a long time before he closed his mouth, stretched out his hand and lifted the long hair on his face, he seemed to be in a very comfortable mood, and his speech was much smoother, and he smiled at Feng Yang: "Boy, come here, let the old man take care of the injury for you." ”

Feng Yang didn't dare to disobey, so he could only approach slowly and obediently, and just walked in front of the old man. The old man stretched out his hand to clasp the pulse of Feng Yang's wrist.

'Huh' The old man looked up and down at Feng Yang with a strange expression.

"What's wrong with the old man, is there anything wrong with the kid?" Feng Yang couldn't help but ask in astonishment when he saw the old man's expression.

The old man ignored Feng Yang's question, stared at Feng Yang up and down, and after a while, shook his head again, and said to himself: "Strange why is he not dead yet? He can still move around freely, this kid's ribs have all been broken, and his meridians are so disordered that he is not dead?

Feng Yang was stunned for a moment, and then said respectfully: "If you go back to your predecessors, this should be your father's inheritance." I can't say the specific kid, I suffered a head injury when I encountered the gangsters who killed my family, and I can't remember my previous memories. ”

The old man was shocked and asked eagerly, "Can you remember a fragment of memory?"

Feng Yang shook his head and said dejectedly: "No, the kid's memory from a year ago is all blank. ”

The old man looked very depressed when he heard this.

Feng Yang felt very strange when he saw the old man's reaction, and couldn't help asking, "Why are the old-timers so interested in the kid's inner family exercises?"

The old man sighed and said, "Boy, the exercises you are practicing belong to the same source as the ones I have practiced. ”

Feng Yangqi said, "What's going on?"

The old man said slowly: "What we are practicing is the 'Danyang Divine Skill' of the 'Tianshan Xiaoyaozhuang', but what you practice is the primary exercise, that is, the entry level, and it cannot be regarded as the real 'Danyang Divine Skill'." ”

The more Feng Yang listened, the more he felt like he was in a dream. I didn't expect that the internal family exercises I practiced were still the 'Danyang Divine Skills' that people in the martial arts dreamed of, so I couldn't help but stand there in a daze.

The old man didn't know the change in Feng Yang's heart, and continued: "Although it is an entry-level 'Danyang Divine Skill', if it is practiced, it is also extremely powerful, except for the 'Tianshan Xiaoyaozhuang' rivers and lakes, no one practices this kind of exercise. You said it was your father, but what was his name?"

Feng Yang came back to his senses and said respectfully: "My father is known as the 'Crazy Knife' Fengyue Bai in the rivers and lakes. ”

The old man asked in surprise, "Your father's surname is Feng, and he doesn't use a sword?"

"Yes. He used a knife, so he was called the 'mad knife'. ”

"That's strange, the surname is Feng...... Surname Feng...... Back then, no one had the surname Feng among the disciples in Xiaoyaozhuang...... Oh, by the way, there was a person surnamed Feng who was waiting for the servant around the master back then, could it be that this kid was the junior of the waiter?" the old man said to himself as he thought.

Feng Yang heard his background from his words.

The old man raised his head and stared at Feng Yang for a long time and said, "Elephant! He laughed.

Feng Yang stood up and couldn't support it anymore, his mouth was hot, and a mouthful of hot blood rushed out of his mouth, he couldn't stand anymore, and sat on the ground softly.

The old man was shocked when he saw this, and asked with concern, "Boy, are you okay?"

Feng Yang saw that the old man cared about him very much, and he was very grateful in his heart, and said with a forced smile: "I'm fine, just take two pills." After that, he took it into his arms, and when he touched it, he couldn't help but feel cold to the soles of his feet. The porcelain vase in his arms was smashed by Wu with a new palm, and then melted in the water, and there was not even a slag left.

Seeing that Feng Yang hadn't pulled his hand out of his arms for a long time, the old man couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with the kid?"

Feng Yang smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that there is no pill to take." With that, he took out the porcelain piece in his arms.

"What's that?" the old man asked.

Feng Yang was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look at the porcelain piece in his hand, only to see that the jade pendant he was carrying with him in the porcelain piece was also among them. Feng Yang only sank lightly in his hand, and the jade pendant had already reached the old man's hand.

The old man looked at the jade pendant's face and asked, "Where did you get this jade pendant?"

Feng Yang couldn't help but be stunned in his heart: "I don't remember either, it should be a family heirloom, right?"

The old man looked at the jade pendant in his hand, and then at Feng Yang, and his face slowly softened. stared blankly at the jade pendant in his hand, and fell into his own distant memories.

Feng Yang also ignored the old man, the injuries on his body could not be delayed any longer, and now there was no pill to take, so he could only meditate and breathe, and there was no other way.

Feng Yang sat on the ground, looked at his nose, and entered the realm of selflessness.

It took a lot of effort for Feng Yang to collect the true qi that was as weak as a gossamer, and slowly guided the true qi to swim through the meridians in his chest.

After the second incense time, Feng Yang swam the true qi through the damaged meridians in his chest, he took a few deep breaths, and took advantage of the heat to guide the true qi to the meridians in his chest again. The second lap was much easier than the last.

The wind was overjoyed, pushing the true qi even more selflessly, and at the same time as he pushed the true qi to heal the wounds, the nine silver needles inserted in his body also played a magical role, his damaged meridians were rapidly recovering, and the broken bones in his chest were also quickly wrapped and joined.

The reason why Feng Yang was hit by Wu Yongxin's full strength and did not die was because he applied nine silver needles on his body in advance according to the 'Zoyang' acupuncture method, which saved his life, and then through the extremely cold pool water, he stimulated the potential in his body for self-healing, so that he could stand and walk in a short period of time.

Feng Yang pushed the real qi for twelve laps, felt that his chest was no longer tight, and his heart ached, so he opened his eyes and saw that the old man was staring at him with a pair of eyes.

"You're a weird boy. In just a few hours of pranayama, the injury can be cured by three or four percent. That's right! It's really a rare martial arts wizard. He nodded again and again.

The old man's eyes were always staring at Feng Yang, and then he asked curiously, "Boy, do you have any other means of healing?"

When Feng Yang heard the old man ask, he realized that there were still nine silver needles on his body. I couldn't help but wonder in my heart: "Could it be that I am so seriously injured or still dead, it seems that these nine silver needles are working." Although it is not an exaggeration to blame that this needle method is called 'three needles to continue life'. ”

The old man said with some displeasure: "What's the matter, can't you tell me?"

Feng Yang hurriedly said: "No, the kid doesn't know if it's the reason why I inserted the silver needle in my body." ”

The old man was surprised and asked, "Do you have a silver needle stuck in your body?"

"Yes. Feng Yang replied respectfully.

"What kind of silver needle, so magical?" the old man asked curiously.

"It's just an ordinary silver needle. Feng Yang said and took out a silver needle and handed it to the old man.

The old man didn't take the silver needle, but continued: "So the meridian technique of the needle has worked. ”

Feng Yang nodded and said, "It seems that this is the case, the master who gave me that day also said that this acupuncture method can improve his skill and cultivation when facing the enemy." ”

"Oh, there is such a thing, who is so interested in that master?"

"He is the miracle doctor known as Hades in the rivers and lakes. "Feng Yang has many eyes, and I dare not give out the 'three needles of life' in full, for fear of unnecessary trouble.