Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 226

With Wang Jian's eloquence, Zhao Yifan knew the whole story.

During the turbulent years of the civil war, after Yang Zhiyuan and his master Li Xiao got separated, he witnessed the cruelty of the war and the cruelty of the invaders' soldiers, so he rose angrily to kill the enemy.

During this period, Yang Zhiyuan got acquainted with several Taoist practitioners who had the same idea, and they formed a small group. Ordinary soldiers were no match for these Taoist practitioners. In addition, Yang Zhiyuan Waiting people know that they are short-handed and never confront large troops head-on, so they usually adopt methods such as tracking, hiding, ambush, assassination, etc., and specifically pick out those soldiers who are single or small groups of soldiers to kill.

In this small group, although Yang Zhiyuan's cultivation level is not the highest, but he is smart, flexible, and eclectic in fighting style, which has won everyone's respect, all of which are based on his ideas.

After a long time, the enemy's troops also noticed something strange, because when the troops were stationed, the soldiers sent out to investigate often never returned.

At first, I thought it might be lost or lost, but later I found out that someone followed them specially and took the opportunity to attack the few soldiers they sent out.

After the enemy's troops were alerted, Yang Zhiyuan's actions became much more difficult.

Although Yang Zhiyuan and others are practitioners, the enemy's guns and weapons are also lethal to them. During an assassination operation, Yang Zhiyuan and others fell into an ambush set by the enemy. There are four teams with more than 200 people. The soldiers trapped Yang Zhiyuan and others on the mountain and could not get up or down.

After two days of stalemate between the two sides, Yang Zhiyuan and others had no choice but to take advantage of the night to break out of the siege. In the dark, they fought a lot. Among the group of ten Taoist practitioners, five of them were seriously injured and three of them died. , escaped by luck.

In this battle, the group of Taoist righteous men organized by Yang Zhiyuan suffered heavy casualties and their vitality was severely damaged.

In order to avenge the dead practitioners, Yang Zhiyuan took advantage of the enemy's plan to annihilate himself and others in one fell swoop. On the way to escape, he negotiated with his companions to let them attract the enemy's attention in front, and he took the opportunity to detour to the enemy's rear alone. , On a dark and stormy night of murder, he sneaked into the enemy's headquarters quietly, and used Taoist techniques to kill the enemy's senior generals who were in the headquarters at that time in one fell swoop!
Taking advantage of the confusion of the enemy troops losing their senior generals, Yang Zhiyuan risked his life to fight out, and then almost set the whole mountain on fire!

This battle shocked the enemy, and this battle made Yang Zhiyuan famous.

At that time, in the Taoist world, whenever Yang Zhiyuan's name was mentioned, everyone gave a thumbs up and praised him, what a man!
As the saying goes, if a tree is more beautiful than the forest, the wind will destroy it.

The forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds.

The Xuanmen world is also inevitable.

After the enemy inquired about Yang Zhiyuan's identity, they issued a hunting order offering generous rewards, but anyone who could bring Yang Zhiyuan's head would be promoted to rank and rewarded heavily.

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

Some Taoist cultivators took up Yang Zhiyuan's idea and invited Yang Zhiyuan to come here in the name of "Xuanmen Exchange", but they had hidden murderous intentions!
Yang Zhiyuan never imagined that a practitioner of the same line of Taoism would poison himself, seriously injured on the spot, and escaped desperately, and there were orders to kill him everywhere in the country. , Yang Zhiyuan, with the help of a friend, crossed the Xiangjiang River and hid in Xiangjiang Island, where the war was slightly lighter.

Yang Zhiyuan got acquainted with Wang Jian while hiding his identity and hiding on Xiangjiang Island.

And this Wang Jian was just a young man who had just turned 20 years old at the time. Yang Zhiyuan saw that he had good qualifications and a kind person, and considering the turbulent environment at that time, he didn't know whether his master Li Xiao was still alive. Yang Zhiyuan accepted Wang Jian as his apprentice after keeping a trace of incense in Danfumen, and stayed dormant on Xiangjiang Island for several years.

Later, when he heard the news of the victory in the civil war, Yang Zhiyuan felt homesick and wanted to know if his master Li Xiao was still alive, so he asked someone to inquire about the news.

A few months later, Yang Zhiyuan inquired about the news that his master was still alive. He was overjoyed and led Wang Jian to leave Xiangjiang Island and return to China without thinking too much.

In the end, I never thought that all of this turned out to be a trap set by the enemy!
And this enemy is none other than those Xuanmen practitioners who were tempted by a lot of money and designed to frame Yang Zhiyuan.

In this Xuanmen fierce fighting competition, the opponent had the upper hand due to the large number of people, and severely injured Wang Jian and Yang Zhiyuan. Later, Yang Zhiyuan and Wang Jian escaped desperately. During the escape, Wang Jian The sword injury was too serious, Yang Zhiyuan thought twice, and hid him in a hidden cave. The two masters and apprentices made an agreement to meet somewhere in Xiangjiang Island, and then Yang Zhiyuan deliberately showed his face to kill those who pursued him. They lead away.

Later, after his injury improved, Wang Jian turned on his side, hid, and returned to Xiangjiang Island without any danger.

At the appointed place, wait for the master to come back.

This wait is a full 30 years of waiting.

"...I also went back to China to inquire about the whereabouts of the master, but there has been no news."

Speaking of this, Wang Jian's eyes couldn't help turning red again, and he sighed and said: "I have been regretting all these years, why did I agree to come back from the master and wait for him back then, if I insisted on being with him back then, no matter what I can also know what happened to him later, it has been more than 30 years, every time I think about the past, I regret it for a while...cough cough cough."

He suddenly coughed without warning, and a dark red color appeared on his face.

Zhao Yifan was keenly aware of this, raised his brows, looked at Wang Jian carefully, and said in a deep voice, "Stretch out your hand."

Wang Jian was startled, and subconsciously stretched out his hand, but he didn't understand what Zhao Yifan was going to do.

Zhao Yifan put his three fingers on his pulse, and Wang Jian suddenly realized when he saw this, he shook his head and said, "Master, you don't need to check, my injury was caused by that year, and it became a hidden disease if it wasn't treated in time. It has been like this for many years, and there is no way to cure it. I have also consulted many famous authoritative professors..."

"Wang Jian."

Zhao Yifan withdrew his hand, smiled faintly, and asked him, "Didn't Senior Brother Yang teach you medical skills back then?"

"Taught some."

Wang Jian looked a little embarrassed, and said: "But my master said, I don't have talent in this area."

"No wonder."

Zhao Yifan shook his head, and said, "My Dan Fu sect started as a doctor, and the disciples under my sect, more or less, have dabbled in some medical skills. I didn't expect that here with you, they don't know any medical skills."

Wang Jian coughed dryly, but felt a little disapproving in his heart.

"Every time you practice now, does it mean that the spiritual energy cannot pass through here?"

Zhao Yifan reached out his hand to a spot on Wang Jian's waist, tapped it lightly, and asked.

"Yes."

Wang Jian nodded. He was not surprised that Zhao Yifan could tell exactly what his illness was. After all, Yang Zhiyuan's medical skills were amazing back then.

It's just that Wang Jian couldn't be sure that Zhao Yifan, a junior martial uncle who was dozens of years younger than him, had inherited his master's mantle, and how much he had in medical skills.

"That's right."

Zhao Yifan's expression changed, and he said, "Sit down and circulate your spiritual energy like you usually practice meditation. If I don't say stop, don't stop."

Wang Jian frowned slightly, and said tactfully: "Uncle, are you planning to help me cure my illness? I advise you not to bother. My illness is incurable. I fell down decades ago. The unmentionable disease, until today, has long been deeply rooted..."

"Let you meditate for luck, you just do it."

Zhao Yifan raised his eyebrows and interrupted him.

Wang Jian hesitated for a while, but he had no choice but to follow his advice, but he didn't think so in his heart.

Indeed, just like what Wang Jian said, this is an injury he suffered back then, and he missed the best time for treatment, which resulted in a hidden injury of an old disease. Although the injury has healed later, he left regrets ——His meridians were hit hard.

The most direct and fundamental reason why Wang Jian's aura was blocked at his waist and could not pass through was that his meridians were broken.

If it is blocked or blocked, over the years, Wang Jian can slowly unblock and recover with the help of spiritual energy, but if the meridian is completely broken, there is no way to re-grow it, so Wang Jian just tactfully talked with Zhao Yifan. Say, let him take it easy.

As for agreeing to Zhao Yifan at the moment and following his request, it was purely Wang Jian giving face to Zhao Yifan, a little uncle.

Also belonging to the Danfumen lineage, Zhao Yifan is naturally very familiar with Wang Jian's aura movement method. He put a hand on Wang Jian's shoulder lightly, waiting for his aura to flow to his waist when it was blocked, Zhao Yifan said nothing. A wave of spiritual energy entered into his body to help him.

Following Zhao Yifan's actions, the green three-leaf seedling in the sea of ​​qi in his body trembled slightly, containing powerful, pure, and vigorous "life" qi, which poured into Wang Jian's body incessantly, and with his aura, Two in one.

"This……"

Noticing that suddenly there was a majestic and incomparable breath in his body, like the Yangtze River, completely different from the aura he cultivated, Wang Jian's body shook, he was so frightened that he almost jumped up!
This is Zhao Yifan's true strength?

This is too scary!
"According to your cultivation method, run your aura, don't think about it!"

Zhao Yifan's serious voice sounded next to his ear, and Wang Jian woke up from the shock, kept the altar clear, and honestly circulated the aura in his body.

Immediately, Wang Jian immediately noticed that there was something extraordinary in Zhao Yifan's majestic aura.

The meridians through which the aura flows, the cells and blood in every inch of flesh and blood seem to be cheering for its arrival, greedily devouring the vitality contained in the aura.

(End of this chapter)