The internal energy of ancient martial artists is a holy medicine for healing wounds, so ancient doctors have an extraordinary status and are often known as the ones who can bring the dead back to life.
And Ye Lan is definitely one of the best.
As the wound healed little by little, Wu Xingjie felt the strength in his legs and tried to move his toes. He found that the peripheral nerves could be touched flexibly, and his face became even more joyful.
When the last bit of stitching fell off, he couldn't wait to stand up.
"Be careful." Wu Heng was quick to support him as he was a little shaky at first.
Wu Xingjie shook his body a few times before holding his hand and smiling gently, "It's okay, don't worry, I was just too anxious."
As he spoke, he let go of his son's supporting hand, stood still, adjusted to his balance after not being on the ground for ten years, and then tried to take a step.
At first, he walked cautiously, but after a few steps he began to speed up, and finally he even jogged around the alchemy furnace. After he came back around a circle, he hugged Wu Xingxiao tightly.
"Father, I'm fine." He didn't want the old man to see his tearful face, but his strong arms and slightly trembling body were venting the pain and sadness of relying on each other for the past ten years, as well as the fear that he had suppressed in his heart.
Wu Xingxiao was also in tears.
"Okay, okay, it's a blessing for our Wu family to meet Miss Ye. We have accumulated a lot of merit in our lifetimes." He patted his son's trembling back, his fingers also trembling.
For ten years, he had been guarding his son, encouraging him not to give up, but many nights he spent anxiously wondering how many years he could hold on if his son really could never recover...
Later, they heard that the leader of Xuanzong had exploded and died. They all fell into despair and planned to fight to the death. However, they never expected that Ye Lan would come back to life and keep his promise. He not only found Wu Heng, but also helped Wu Xingjie treat his leg as soon as possible.
"Miss Ye." After releasing his father's shoulders, Wu Xingjie solemnly bowed to the girl. "Back then, I was young and impulsive, overestimating my own abilities and entering the ancient pagoda without permission. Even if I accidentally saved you, my legs are not yours. Now that you've returned and healed my legs, you've become my benefactor. I, Wu Xingjie, will repay you for your kindness throughout my life."
Today, he finally told the truth and admitted that Ye Lan was not entirely to blame for his leg injuries.
When the incident happened in the ancient pagoda that day, the elders had advised him not to go in.
It was because he was too curious about the thousand-year-old Demon-Suppressing Tower and wanted to see the legendary big demon that he ended up like this.
However, this didn't matter to Ye Lan. She just shook her head and said calmly, "This is the karma I owe."
So she had to pay it back.
Wu Xingjie also knew the rules of sorcerers, so he didn't dwell on it. He simply looked down at the girl's palm and asked curiously, "Miss Ye, you just absorbed the demonic energy. Can you still hold on? Have you figured out a solution?"
"What are you talking about?" Ye Lan raised his palm and gently flipped it to reveal a cluster of rolling demonic energy. Then he flipped it again, and the demonic energy disappeared. "There is no need to deal with it, because it has become a part of my body."
Two voices suddenly appeared in the following sentence.
Wu Xingjie was startled and took a step back unconsciously. He looked up and quickly opened his eyes with the power of a pharmacist, only to see that there was an extra person in the shadow of the girl in front of him.
No.
"This is not a human, but... a demigod!" He looked at the shadow in horror, and gradually saw A Yue's appearance clearly.
A Yue stuck out her tongue at him and then disappeared.
Wu Xingjie stood there for a long time, unable to move, not because of fear, but because of shock.
The girl in front of him was not only able to save herself and be reborn after her body exploded, but she also refined herself into a semi-immortal in just a few months.
Only a semi-immortal body can achieve spiritual synchronization with the master of the contract.
Ye Lan withdrew his hand and said calmly, "I had been studying how to overcome the evil spirit of the Myriad Demon King. It was only after I met Ah Yue that I saw a turning point."
As she spoke, she smiled slightly, believing that this rare genius in the world could understand.
As expected, Wu Xingjie muttered in an increasingly dazed manner, "So that demon is the Ten Thousand Demon King... and your Shikigami actually devoured it."
Thinking about it this way, the half-immortal now possesses the power of the King of Ten Thousand Demons, and is at the same time driven by Ye Lan. The girl in front of him is probably unlikely to find an opponent in the world.
Several people were talking in the alchemy furnace, but a group of disciples outside were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.
"Oh, the elixir in my furnace is still being refined. If it's overheated, it will lose its effectiveness."
"My medicine hasn't taken effect yet, so it doesn't matter whether your fire is extinguished or not."
"Then what should we do? Who will knock on the door and let us in to make the elixir first?"
…
After these words were spoken, no one dared to move.
After about a few minutes, the door of the alchemy furnace slowly opened.
When everyone saw Wu Xingxiao coming out first, they all bowed and saluted, "Master."
Next came a young man who had never met before, but who looked very similar to the young master, and then a young girl who was unfamiliar to him.
What's going on?
Where's their young master? Why isn't anyone pushing his wheelchair out? Could something have happened to him?!
Everyone's heart tightened, but before they could ask, they saw a pair of bare feet stepping over the threshold, and the hem of the brocade robe floated gently. The strange shape made everyone look up, and then they were all... dumbfounded.
"Young Sect Master, you're standing up!" The eldest disciple standing in the front was dumbfounded. He looked at Wu Xingjie's face, then at his feet, over and over again. After confirming that it was the pair of broken legs in the wooden box hanging above the alchemy furnace and being tempered by the fire day and night, he knelt down.
Miracle, this is a miracle!
The others were also stunned.
Until Wu Xingxiao reminded him, "Go get a pair of shoes for the young master first."
Everyone suddenly woke up from their dream, and they were all in high spirits. Some were looking for shoes, while more people gathered around Wu Xingjie, as happy as children.
They were all taught by Wu Xingjie. They admired this genius and often felt sorry for him because his legs were broken and he had to stay on this mountain. Now that they saw him stand up again, everyone was happy for him.
"Okay, go and do your own things first. I'll call you for a meeting later." Wu Xingjie smelled a burnt smell in the alchemy furnace and reminded them to go in and check the fire, then went back to the courtyard to rest.
His leg has just healed, and although the nerves are intact, the muscles on both sides still need to adapt, so he can't walk for too long.
Wu Heng accompanied his father back by a small path.
Wu Xingxiao suggested taking Ye Lan to the test site in front to take a look.
Ye Lan lowered his eyes and remained silent for two seconds before nodding slightly and saying, "Yeah."
The two returned along the same route, and when they reached the corridor in front of the medicine hall, they happened to hear a cry of surprise.
"Level 4 attack system!"
Ye Lan glanced sideways and saw that the little boy from Lumen was being tested at the front of the line.
He placed his hand on a basin of water on the table. Two red bars appeared on an electronic TV screen next to him. Judging from the reactions of the people around him, his test results should be very good.
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