The three words "Ji Yangqiu" suddenly stirred in Yi Xuan's mind like thunder, and the portrait of the patriarch he saw in the main hall of the head of the house came to his mind when he first worshiped the Jade Academy, and his facial contours were exactly the same as the old man in front of him, but the old man had many more vicissitudes. Startled, Yi Xuan jumped up from his seat: "What did you say your name was?"

The old man was also taken aback, and replied tremblingly: "The old man's name is Ji Yangqiu, could it be that when did he offend the little brother?" I don't remember why, if that's the case, the old man will accompany you here first!"

Yi Xuan hurriedly leaned over and saluted, and said respectfully: "The ancestor is above, please accept the disciple's worship!" After speaking, he clasped his hands and bowed three times to Ji Yangqiu.

"Little brother, what are you doing? The old man is just a flower child who can't even afford to eat, and he can't stand your big gift!" Ji Yangqiu got up and helped Yi Xuan up.

Yi Xuan hurriedly helped Ji Yangqiu to sit back in his seat, poured a full glass of spiritual wine for Ji Yangqiu again, and raised his glass to toast: "The ancestor is above, disciple Yi Xuan, I would like to give you a glass, thank you for the grace of enlightenment!"

Yi Xuan then told the cause and effect of his worship in the Jade Academy, Ji Yangqiu's face changed and changed, and when Yi Xuan finished speaking, Yang Tian sighed: "I don't want the old man to fly from the Shuiyun River for hundreds of years, but today I met a disciple here, the old man was lost in his cultivation and fell into the streets, and the disciples flew up to the Dan, it is really a matter of the world, and the creation is impermanent!"

Yi Xuan heard the meaning of loneliness in Ji Yangqiu's tone, and his heart ached: "Ancestor, you have already cultivated to Tongtian when you ascended back then, even if you don't have a baby in hundreds of years, you should have reached the peak of Jindan, what happened, could it be that someone deliberately framed you?

Ji Yangqiu waved his hand at Yi Xuan, and sighed: "It's all some old things, it's not that they were framed, but ......" The two drank and reminisced about the old days, Ji Yangqiu intermittently told the experience after the ascension, and Yi Xuan also knew that the ancestor had lost his cultivation.

It turned out that after Ji Yangqiu soared, because of his extraordinary talent, his cultivation improved quickly, and he reached the fifth layer of Jindan in less than a hundred years, but because he didn't want to be fettered by the sect anymore, he always regarded himself as a casual cultivator and refused the solicitation of many sects. In the step into the golden pill

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After the later period, Ji Yangqiu began to wander around and practice, and once he got the information of a ruin, he and a few companions arrived near the front line of the battle between the Yunyan Realm and the Jinghong Realm, preparing to explore the ruins.

Unexpectedly, he was followed by the demon monks who followed, and the two sides fought, and Ji Yangqiu relied on his profound cultivation to fight two demon cultivators alone. In the end, the two demon cultivators were killed and one was injured, but the dead demon cultivators planted a grudge on Ji Yangqiu's body, attracting the pursuit and killing of his master's ancestor Infant. After traveling thousands of miles, he was unfortunately caught up by the Demon Gate Yuanying and was seriously injured, and was forced to use a secret method to escape, although he escaped with his life, but the injury was aggravated, and finally the meridians of the whole body withered and the essence and blood failed, and the cultivation was gradually regressing.

After that, Ji Yangqiu tried his best, looking for all kinds of elixirs but could not recover, and his cultivation fell all the way from the late stage of the knot to the foundation building and practicing qi, and after a hundred years, he finally lost his cultivation and became a wasted person, and his original companions and friends also abandoned him, and there was no one around him.

After Ji Yangqiu talked about his sadness, he couldn't help but cry, and then his heart was haggard and fell into a deep sleep; Yi Xuan saw that his situation was bleak, so he couldn't bear to stand by and watch, so he helped the ancestor to find an inn to rest. While he was still asleep, Yi Xuan first used the wood spiritual power to infuse Ji Yangqiu's whole body to help him recover a little physique, and then carefully checked the state of his body, which was a few points more serious than Ji Yangqiu himself said, the meridians were almost invisible, the flesh and blood were decayed, and even the vitality was weakened to the extreme, if he hadn't met himself, I was afraid that within a year, the ancestor would have passed away.

Yi Xuan withdrew his spiritual sense, frowned and thought about countermeasures: Although Master Ke Zhenyang and his friend Ji Deshou are also seriously injured, they still have cultivation in their bodies, their bodies are nourished by spiritual power, and there are pills or secret methods that can be cured, but the state of the ancestor is much trickier, I am afraid that even the spiritual power in the most ordinary Yiyuan Pill cannot withstand it, and it is several times more difficult to recover all of them, but no matter what, we must find a way to help the ancestor improve the current situation.

Gently sent a trace of spiritual power into Ji Yangqiu's eyebrows to make him sleep more peacefully, and then Yi Xuan laid a simple barrier in the room, isolated from the prying eyes of outsiders, and mobilized the spiritual power of the wood system all over the body, combing and treating the old injuries and hidden diseases caused by Ji Yangqiu over the years, and at the same time stimulating his physical vitality by the way, adjusting the physical state to the best.

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After that, Yi Xuan adjusted the spiritual power of the water system in the group to regulate the meridians for Ji Yangqiu. Since the last time he discovered that the innate water spirit was absorbed by the water system incarnation in the underground cave of the Meteorite Sword Valley, Yi Xuan's water system spiritual power has become more warm, which is the most suitable for warming the meridians. Under the continuous nourishment of the spiritual power of the water system, the meridians in Ji Yangqiu's body that had withered into a filament gradually became full and stretched, blooming in his body like a branch.

Ji Yangqiu was as comfortable as being immersed in a pool of hot springs in his sleep, stretched his waist greatly, woke up slowly, felt his body re-energized, and saw the blue aura flashing in Yi Xuan's palm in a blink of an eye, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Yi Xuan, don't waste spiritual power for my old bones, at first I also found someone to instill spiritual power into me to ensure that it would not be lost, but my dantian was completely destroyed, and the spiritual power would soon dissipate after being injected, and it would not work at all." ”

Yi Xuan arched his hand and said, "Ancestor, it's really within the disciple's power to do what he can, and he must find a way to help you recover!"

Ji Yangqiu was moved to tears again, grabbed Yi Xuan's arm and said: "Good boy, your filial piety, the old man's heart! ”

Yi Xuan shook his head firmly and said, "Ancestor, cultivation is more important to a monk than his life. I have seen my master drink to relieve my sorrows, and I have also experienced my friends being depressed, but with the concerted efforts of everyone, we will definitely be able to find a solution. The situation of the master ancestor is similar to that of one of my close friends, there is a secret method that can be used for reference!"

"What? You actually know the secret method of healing me? don't lie to me!" Ji Yangqiu got up from the bed and glared at Yi Xuan with an excited expression.

Yi Xuan recounted the process of using the Demon Gate Golden Pill to heal Ji Deshou who had been destroyed in the Qi Sea and transforming him into a fake Dan monk in the Immortal Demon Battlefield at that time, Ji Yangqiu was ecstatic after hearing it: "Is this true? Is there really a way to restore my cultivation?" Although Ji Yangqiu's tone was gloomy before, once he heard that there was hope for restoring his cultivation, he rekindled his hope.

"Ancestor, this secret method is not only extremely risky, but the injured person can only stop at the implanted Jindan cultivation for the rest of his life, and he cannot advance an inch!"

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