Chapter 551: Folding Life and Returning to Yang Evokes Sincerity

Only then did he find that there was a slap-sized burn on Cheng Buwu's chest, and his wound was still bleeding pus and blood, and the moment she saw the wound, Zhou Yingying was also taken aback, and blurted out: "Injured by unicorn satin?"

The tomb slave looked at Cheng Buxian's chilling wound in amazement, and couldn't say half a word, just gesturing and pointing there.

Since Cheng Buxian was injured by unicorn satin, it means that Cheng Buxian knows the whereabouts of unicorn satin, so that Zhou Yingying and others have a greater chance of finding unicorn satin, but now Cheng Buxian is dying, and he has no chance to ask him about unicorn satin.

Zhou Yinlong thought for a moment, took out a glass medicine bottle from his arms, opened the medicine bottle, and sprinkled the powdered medicine inside on Cheng Buwu's wound, for a while his wound made a faint "squeak" sound, accompanied by wisps of green smoke with a pungent smell of the sound, and the three of them raised their hands to cover their noses and held their breath.

Perhaps it was the effect of the medicine that worked, and Cheng Buxian's wound began to shake slightly, and as he shaked, drops of thick liquid flowed out of it and fell to the ground.

After Zhou Yinlong observed Cheng Bu after another while, he shook his head and said to himself: "It seems that these medicinal powders can only stop the spread of Qilin satin turbidity, if you want to completely dissolve the poison in your body, you have to burn the soul true qi!" Zhou Yinlong sighed as he spoke.

For the sake of safety, Zhou Yinlong helped Cheng Buwu to the bed, sighed secretly, "Hua Tuo rejuvenation", and then sat opposite Cheng Buxian and made a comparison.

With Zhou Yinlong's gestures, the golden true qi slid in front of Cheng Buxian, and everywhere the true qi went, it brought the skin to tremble, as if someone had pushed it inward with his fingers, and in the blink of an eye, beads of sweat flowed out of the skin, and there was a slight turbidity in it.

Zhou Yinlong's face sometimes appeared in the outline of Hua Tuo's divine doctor, and sometimes turned into his original face, Zhou Yingying, who had followed Zhou Yinlong for many years, couldn't help but secretly marvel, but he didn't expect that his father had already learned the true meaning of Hua Tuo's fragments.

How many times has Zhou Yingying begged Zhou Yinlong to pass on the Hua Tuo fragments to her, but she would rather teach her the kung fu of walking the rivers and lakes to kill people, rather than pass on the Hua Tuo fragments of the hanging pot to her, Zhou Yingying wondered why her father did this? Isn't saving life and death better than killing people?

Half an hour has passed, most of the true qi in Zhou Yinlong's body has been consumed, but it is still not seen that Cheng Buxian woke up from the coma, and instead, Zhou Yinlong increased the output of true qi, and countless true qi like chrysanthemum leaves popped out of Zhou Yinlong's palm, and in a blink of an eye, it had disappeared in Cheng Buxian's body, and Cheng Buxian was also like a rapidly rotating compass, rotating in front of Zhou Yinlong's eyes・・・・・・ gradually, Cheng Buxian's speed slowed down, and finally Cheng Buxian settled there, suddenly Zhou Yinlong's palms snapped together, and the outline of Hua Tuo, which was shrouded in Zhou Yinlong's face, flew out and pounced on Cheng Buxian。

Before Zhou Yingying and the tomb slave could come out of their amazement, Hua Tuo's silhouette had disappeared.

"Uh" Zhou Yinlong spat out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the side.

Cheng Buxian's pale face seemed to be much more ruddy, like a sleeping baby, breathing evenly and falling asleep.

"Daddy・・・・・・ Daddy" Zhou Yingying hurriedly helped Zhou Yinlong up, and was about to use the true qi to Zhou Yinlong, but was blocked by Zhou Yinlong.

By this time, the tomb slave had already brought a basin of warm water.

Zhou Yingying helped Zhou Yinlong wipe his forehead with warm water, and her eyes were already full of tears.

Zhou Yinlong smiled slightly, looking at his haggard face, he was much older for a while, and the neat row of front teeth in his chapped lips were still stained with blood.

Zhou Yinlong smiled bitterly and said, "Yingying, now do you know why I didn't pass you the remnants of Hua Tuo?"

Zhou Yingying was puzzled, and asked questions, Zhou Yinlong said: "Hua Tuo's fragment is a chapter left by Hua Tuo's divine doctor, Cao Cao killed Hua Tuo not because Hua Tuo wanted to open his head, but because there is a secret hidden in this Hua Tuo fragment, Hua Tuo used his life's hard work to create this secret book, the world thinks this is a medical book that saves life and death, in fact, how many people know?" There is a very important chapter in this, that is, to continue the yang life of others into the body of others through the narrative of the fragments, so as to increase the yang life of the other person without making the other person age."

Hearing this, Zhou Yingying understood what Zhou Yinlong said, no wonder her father looked much older after being healed for Cheng Bu Worry, but Cheng Bu was not worried, but his face was ruddy like a baby's skin.

Back then, Cao Cao used a headache to deceive Hua Tuo to Xu Du, in order to force Hua Tuo to hand over the medical book he had cast in his life, which is what is called Hua Tuo fragments today, as long as he got Hua Tuo fragments, Cao Cao could use the narrative in the medical books to increase his longevity.

Who is Cao Cao? He is a thief who steals the country, how can Hua Tuo hand over this book to him? And let him stand forever in the land of immortality? When will Cao Cao's immortal world be peaceful? The only way is to open his head with a sharp blade and take out the moisture in the cerebral marrow・・・・・・ taking out the moisture in the cerebral marrow, Cao Cao killed Hua Tuo in a rage, and when he sent someone to Hua Tuo's house to search for Hua Tuo's fragments, Hua Tuo had already arranged for his family to burn the fragments・・・・・・ in fact, what was burned was just a fake cheatbook, and the real cheats had already been taken out of the capital.

Speaking of this, Zhou Yinlong grabbed his daughter's hand tightly and said: "Daughter, you are kind-hearted and sincere, the reason why my father didn't pass on your Hua Tuo fragments is that I am afraid that you will encounter something like today's encounter, and you will lose your longevity."

Zhou Yingying's eyes were full of tears, "Dad" Zhou Yingying lay in Zhou Yinlong's arms, letting her tears wet her clothes.

When the tomb slave heard Zhou Yinlong's narration, his face showed a trace of worry, he felt worthless for Zhou Yinlong to rescue Cheng Buxian, what kind of person is Cheng Buwu? He is a hypocrite and a villain, he can harm his friends and even family members for his own interests.

Zhou Yingying's bead-like tears blurred her eyes, and she was not worried about seeing Han Han fall asleep.

"You, why are you doing this・・・・・・?

Zhou Yinlong shook his head again and again, "Zhou Lishui and my relationship is like a family, since your brother left, I almost regarded Zhou Lishui as my own child, how can I not save his master when he suffers today?

Speaking of this, Zhou Yinlong was slightly stunned, and thought that Cheng Buxian was not out of danger yet, and hurriedly said, "Soul Burning True Qi, it seems that in order to completely rescue Cheng Buxian, you still need Brother Zhou to take action, Yingying It seems that you are going to take a trip to Jianhu Villa."

The tomb slave sighed again and again and shook his head: "I hope that your hard work can be exchanged for a change of heart without worry, and don't do anything for fame and fortune anymore."

Zhou Yingying looked at her weak father where he was willing to leave, and at this time, the tomb slave volunteered to stand up, he wanted to find Zhou Lishui for Zhou Yingying, so that Cheng would not worry about healing.

After some preparations, the tomb slave rode his horse and whipped towards the Sword Lake Villa. The tomb slave with a dwarf figure is more like a warrior on the march at this time, without the slightest fear in the face of the oncoming wind and snow.