My Master Is a God

There were more people from the Wang family today than usual. Wang Zongren told Yang Yiyun that there were people from his superiors and the medical academy among those who came today. Yang Yiyun nodded to express his understanding.

The old man of the Wang family is a military stone pillar, so he will naturally receive more attention.

When Yang Yiyun walked in, he received the attention of many pairs of eyes, both curious and suspicious.

Of course, with Wang Xuanji present, no one spoke, nor did they dare to talk nonsense.

No, did the old god see Yang Yiyun's enthusiasm after he came in?

Going to greet him at the door in person, the conversation between Yang Yiyun and Yang Yiyun is completely peer-to-peer, even a little respectful.

This is the change in the eyes of the people present today, and they have a lot of curiosity about Yang Yiyun.

What no one knew was that Wang Xuanji was shocked after taking Yang Yiyun's Peiyuan Pill.

After returning from Zhao's house that night, Wang Xuanji took Peiyuan Pill, and as a result, one Peiyuan Pill loosened the bottleneck of his internal energy that hadn't wavered for many years.

Since ten years ago, Wang Xuanji has been seeking a breakthrough, and he has traveled almost all over the famous mountains and rivers, but he has gone through hardships without making any progress.

He is the Nine Levels of Great Perfection of Anjin, and furthermore, he is the innate myth in the legend. The innate myth is a martial arts realm that almost no one can reach in modern times.

Unfortunately, the lack of progress in the past ten years has made Wang Xuanji give up his breakthrough. His whole body's functions have been deteriorating and aging in recent years, and he knows this very well.

So he himself gave up the further pursuit of martial arts, thinking that the innate myth is just a legend, and maybe no one can achieve it.

Just waiting for one day to sit back and return to the loess.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yiyun's Yuan Pei Pill gave him great hope.

After taking it, the aging vitality in the body recovered overnight, and the internal strength that had not been shaken for nearly ten years also increased a little.

It was a small increase in internal strength that allowed Wang Xuanji to open a brand new door, or it could be said to be felt.

Although it was just a vague feeling, Wang Xuanji was sure that behind that door was the legendary door of innate mythology.

The recovery of vitality in his body gave him enough confidence that one day he would achieve the innate myth.

He thought that with the aging of his body, he could live well for a year or so at most, but now he really felt that there would be no problem in living another ten or eight years.

These changes, Wang Xuanji knew, were all brought to him by Yang Yiyun's Yuan Pei Pill.

A congenital myth, not a dream.

As long as he has enough insight, Wang Xuanji feels that he can step into that legendary realm within five years.

So I am full of gratitude to Yang Yiyun, no one knows the excitement in his heart.

Seeing the old man Yang Yiyun again, he ignored the astonishment of the juniors and walked up to greet him cordially.

And Yang Yiyun also discovered the difference in Wang Xuanji's body. When he let go of his spiritual sense, he discovered the recovery of his vitality, and also felt the change in his qi, blood and aura. After a little thought in his heart, he knew that he had gained something. .

"Congratulations, old man~" congratulated Wang Xuanji.

"Haha, speaking of it, Pindao is indebted to little friend Yiyun for his great favor. I can gain something this time, and I have to thank little friend, thank you." While speaking, Wang Xuanji bowed deeply to Yang Yiyun.

This gift Yang Yiyun did not dodge to accept it, because he knew that the old man was referring to Pei Yuan Dan, if he did not accept his gift, it would leave him with a concern in his heart, and he would always think about owed a favor, and he would treat him martial arts in the future The mood is not a good thing.

Wang Xuanji saw that Yang Yiyun did not evade, and after saluting, he saw Yang Yiyun's appreciation more and more, and slowly said: "I never thought that in the old age of the poor, he would still have a confidant, and the heavens favored him."

The old and the young looked at each other and laughed loudly.

This is the case with the so-called Wangnianjiao.

The two talked and laughed loudly. In the eyes of all the Wang family children, they were inexplicable and shocked at the same time, especially those who had never met Yang Yiyun before. They thought in their hearts that Yang Yiyun had the right to have an equal relationship with the old Wang family gods. ?

Regardless of whether the Wang family's children were there or not, they didn't dare to speak out anyway, so Yang Yiyun followed Wang Xuanji into the back hall.

However, when he came to the back hall, Yang Yiyun found two old men with gray hair. After Wang Xuanji introduced them, he knew that these two were masters of traditional Chinese medicine, a Chinese doctor and a western doctor, both of whom treated the chief.

Yang Yiyun respected such respected old doctors, and went up to shake hands with the two to say hello.

Let's start with the western doctor, maybe it was introduced by Wang Xuanji, the other party shook hands and nodded in a casual way, a bit contemptuous, Yang Yiyun didn't care, whether he is a national player, a little arrogance is normal.

He started to say hello to the old Chinese doctor and stretched out his hand, "Hello, Mr. Qian~" Wang Xuanji introduced this person as Qian Sheng.

"Hmph~ Boy, are you a Chinese medicine doctor or a Western medicine doctor?" Qian Sheng didn't shake hands with Yang Yiyun, but asked Yang Yiyun instead.

Yang Yiyun was a little embarrassed and then said: "It's a Chinese medicine doctor~"

"What do you mean? You are not even twenty-five years old, and you dare to come to see Mr. Wang after taking pills for a few years?" Qian Sheng directly fired at Yang Yiyun.

No matter how good-tempered Yang Yiyun was, he couldn't help it. What an old bastard, I respect you with good intentions, yet you still put your nose on your face?

After a while, he lowered his face and said, "Taking more pills doesn't mean you have good medical skills. If you have good medical skills, why haven't you cured Mr. Wang's illness? Aren't you helpless?"

"You..." Qian Sheng was furious.

"What are you, you have nothing to wear, which means I have nothing to do. I dare say that I can cure Mr. Wang's illness. Do you dare?"

"Okay, okay, today I want to see how you can cure it. If you can cure a disease that our entire medical academy can't do anything about, I'll kowtow to you today. I'll see you later." Divine doctor..."

"Stop arguing, both of you..." Wang Xuanji hastily urged the fight.

Qian Sheng finally turned off the fire, no matter what he said, he wanted to give Wang Xuanji face, but he also said that if Yang Yiyun was allowed to treat the illness, they would not take any responsibility.

For this reason, Wang Xuanji fully guaranteed, he had great confidence in Yang Yiyun.

When the treatment started, Yang Yiyun said unceremoniously: "The old man and Wang Jianjia stayed to help, and other idlers go out, don't disturb my treatment."

The sentence he said to the idlers was naturally addressed to the two national players, Qian Sheng and the two of them turned their mouths away in anger, and walked out with a cold snort.

The reason why Wang Xuanji was left behind was that after all, he had a higher internal strength and could take care of any emergencies, while Wang Jianjia was a female, more stable, and could wipe off sweat.

After checking Mr. Wang's body, he found that he could withstand the treatment of true qi. Yang Yiyun took out another Peiyuan Pill with his backhand, divided it into three parts, and swallowed one third of it for him to consolidate his vitality.

Then he picked up the silver needle and started directly, without using a knife, he used the silver needle as a knife to slash down on the place where there were shrapnel.

At this time, Yang Yiyun got up and was actually very nervous. His spiritual consciousness was concentrated on the shrapnel on the back of Master Wang's head, and he put his hand on the wound, slowly absorbing the shrapnel with his true energy.

The whole process was very slow, because the patting hurt the capillaries and nerves, so I didn't dare to be fast at all, and I didn't dare to be careless in the slightest.

Thanks to the existence of spiritual consciousness, Yang Yiyun dared to act boldly.

It took more than ten minutes to move the shrapnel out of the blood vessel, but by this time it had already become more than half.

Yang Yiyun's forehead was also covered with beads of sweat, and the clothes on his back were also wet.

These are all known because of the high concentration of the spirit.

The shrapnel staggered the blood vessels and nerves, Yang Yiyun finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said without turning his head: "Wipe sweat~"

At this moment, Wang Jianjia has long been overwhelmed by Yang Yiyun's domineering treatment of Qian Sheng before, and he has witnessed the process of him using silver needles to open his father's skull, and he has already developed a deep admiration for Yang Yiyun in his heart.

With a cry of wiping sweat, Wang Jianjia woke up like a dream, quickly picked up a towel to wipe his sweat, and then stood aside, not daring to breathe, because she found that Yang Yiyun's whole body was tense, obviously he was giving his father a hand. Shrapnel seems to be very exhausting.

In Wang Jianjia's eyes, Yang Yiyun's expression at this time was very focused, and there was a unique charm about him, which made her think of him who had passed away for three years.

They all have such a dedicated charm! !

Wang Jianjia said something in his heart.

It was this kind of focus on Yang Yiyun that made a crack in her heart that had been closed for three years~

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Jianjia heard a clear and crisp sound.

"Ding~"

Suddenly looking, it was Yang Yiyun who put a piece of iron with a small nail cap and bloodshot eyes on it in the iron plate.

He succeeded?

Wang Jianjia said excitedly in his heart, his eyes blurred unknowingly.