Volume 2: Entry into the World Chapter 113: Yan Wuming wakes up
A group of people were waiting in front of the inn, but they were too weak to help.
Liu Ye and the Tianji Tower disciples saw the two of them bringing someone down the mountain, and hurried to pick him up.
"What's wrong with him? Why is he hurt so badly!"
Yun Xiao took them and said, "Send him to my room first. He just fought for his life with an abandoned Shaolin disciple. His injuries are not optimistic. We have to wait until my father and Elder Wu Bai come back."
After saying that, he ran upstairs without stopping, with Jiang Xingwan following behind. Suddenly he thought of something, turned around and said to the disciples of Tianji Tower: "His name is Yan Wuming, remember."
"We understand."
Yun Xiao laid Feng Yu flat on the bed and shouted loudly: Yun Xi! Come here quickly! "
Yun Xi was sleeping in the room and had no idea what was happening on Tianshan Mountain. Suddenly, a loud shout woke her up from her dream and startled her.
"Brother, what happened? Why are there so many people going to compete in martial arts?"
"Stop asking questions now, come and help!"
Only then did Yun Xi realize that there was a person on her brother's bed, and that he was seriously injured. He was wearing a mask and could not recognize his face.
"Quick, let's see how he is. We must hold on until dad comes back!"
"Oh, okay, okay, I'll get the small bag and come right away."
Yun Xi walked to Yun Xiao's bedside and was about to take off Feng Yu's mask, but was stopped by Jiang Xingwan, who had quick eyes and quick hands. "He has suffered burns on his face. He doesn't want others to see it. The main injuries today are internal, so you don't need to take them off."
The mask is off."
Yun Xi took one look at her and believed her without further investigation. She took out a pack of silver needles from her bag, unfolded it, took out two needles and burned them on a candle. After they became slightly hot, she used ice water to soak them.
Two silver needles were rotated and inserted into acupuncture points close to the arteries on the wrists of the left and right hands. The insertion was not deep, but the silver needles were always trembling slightly.
Yun Xi held Feng Yu's left hand with her right hand, and put her index and middle fingers on both sides of the silver needle respectively. She closed her eyes and felt it. The expression on her face became nervous, surprised, and puzzled, and her brows were also furrowed, loosened, and furrowed.
Then he checked his right hand in the same way, but this time there were not so many changes, and he frowned the whole time.
As an older brother, Yun Xiao knows something about his sister's habits. This means trouble, but it is not life-threatening and can be saved! If there is no chance of saving, Yun Xi will not show any expression.
"how's it going?"
Yun Xi pointed her chin with her index finger and pondered for a moment, "Well~, his left and right hands are connected to the heart and internal organs. The pulse condition is okay, but the internal organs have been impacted by internal force. According to my guess, it should be caused by ninth-grade cultivation.
But this person is very strange. I don't know what kind of inner strength and mental method, but he is repairing himself. In this way, the problem is not big, and he can just rest for a while.
The most serious part is the part from the right shoulder down, which is a bit serious. He should have used almost all his internal energy to fight during the fight, and did not take care of the internal energy that needs to be kept in the meridians for constant nourishment. The external injury is nothing, easy to cure, and I can control it.
The injury to his right arm is no longer spreading, but the meridian problem can be solved with more than just a few pills. Let’s wait until my father comes back.”
"By the way, I'm going to boil the medicine first. Don't touch his right hand."
Everyone looked at Feng Yu who was unconscious and could do nothing. Yun Xiao and Liu Ye were left behind, and everyone else went back to their rooms to rest. As for Jiang Xingwan, she didn't want to see Feng Yu like this, even if he was Yan Yan at the moment.
Wuming went out alone.
When it was almost dark, all the elders and masters rushed back. They were relieved to see that although the disciples suffered casualties, their foundations were still there. The competition between them was not that easy.
The winner is determined, not to mention the fact that they are outnumbered. The enemy is just trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain, and is not fighting for his life. He has to compete and fight to the death.
Yun Xiao opened the door and walked out, "Dad, he is injured, please save him quickly!"
Yun Wen had just settled down, without even drinking tea, when he heard his son calling him upstairs. Looking at his anxious expression, it must be Xi'er who was doing something wrong!
Yun Wen and Lin Jiang Xian flew up without stopping, and the effort of going up the stairs seemed cumbersome. When they opened the door, they saw the man lying on the bed. Although he was wearing a mask, his clothes still looked like Yun Xiao's. The two of them instantly recognized each other.
Recognized it.
"How could this happen? How did he get injured like this?" Yun Wen stepped forward quickly, asking while diagnosing his pulse. His method of diagnosing pulse was different from Yun Xi's. He had strong internal energy in his body, and he could detect it directly through his internal energy.
The damage to various parts of Feng Yu’s body.
"We have been wary of those two Ninth Grades, but we didn't expect that the information was wrong. The Shaolin abandoned disciple Fang Xin was also among them. Although we don't know when he joined the Seven Kills, he is indeed a Ninth Grade one. I
Jiang Xingwan and Jiang Xingwan were unable to separate themselves immediately to help him, and the others were no match and were all restrained. The man originally wanted to lead the Seven Kills and the others to kill all the young disciples, but who knew that Feng and Yan Wuming appeared?
, so the two started fighting, what to do now, my sister looked at it and said it was a little difficult in her right arm."
After Yun Wen checked for his pulse, he came to a conclusion in his heart and waved his hand, signaling everyone to go out.
Yun Xiao was about to say something, but was stopped by his mother, "Okay, your father has made his own decision. Let's go out first and talk about it later. By the way, tell me in detail about his injury."
Yun Xiao shut her mouth and followed her mother, Lin Jiangxian, out the door. Before leaving, she closed the door behind her and did not allow anyone to enter the room.
Some of the more skilled disciples downstairs had almost all participated in the battle on the hillside of the competition platform. They were talking to the elders about the battle just now, especially when they talked about Yan Wuming. Everyone felt admiration. A young man, although he couldn't see it
His face, but listening to his voice and observing changes, this person should be young, very young, but he has the realm of the eighth rank. You must know that there are only three eighth-rank masters in the sixth rank. What is even more shocking is that
, he actually used his eighth-grade strength to fight Fang Xin.
Many people have heard of Fang Xin. He was once a young Shaolin prodigy. Unfortunately, he was too violent and committed murders. He was expelled from the master and was hunted by people in the world. He never expected to join this group called Qisha.
organization.
Even if he is full of evil, he cannot deny the fact that he is a genius, but he was seriously injured by an eighth-grade middle schooler and has no strength to fight anymore. You must know that the eighth-grade middle and the ninth-grade middle seem to be separated by two small realms.
, in fact, it is a thousand miles away. This is why no one of the Sixth Young Master dares to challenge Yun Xiao, because this is a fixed result, so why bother to humiliate yourself.
Tian Sanfeng rubbed his arms that were a little tired from the battle, and praised sincerely: "This Yan Wuming is so tempting. He is so outstanding. I wonder which disciple he is, and what sect he comes from?"
Most of the sects who had shown their faces in the world were present, but they all kept silent because no one knew the origin of this person.
However, no one saw the angry eyes of Feng Ming and Wu Bai from Tianji Tower when they heard the news that a young man wearing a mask was seriously injured and unconscious. Their cultivation was the best even among everyone present.
In other words, the elders of Tianji Tower are all at the Taoist level, but not many people know about it. Their murderous aura was well controlled and did not harm other people present.
Yun Xiao saw that everyone was guessing Feng Yu's identity, and looked back at the two elders. After getting the signal, he stepped forward and said: "Seniors, Yan Wuming is my friend. His sect inheritance is quite special. There is no
The sect is considered a casual cultivator."
"Oh, then who is his master?"
"Yun Xiao doesn't know about this. It's just that the rivers and lakes intersect and have similar interests. The rest is not clear."
"Forget it, it's useless to dwell on it. Let's wait for Master Yun Shaogu to save him. In any case, he has helped me a lot in martial arts today, so I should thank him."
"Yeah, I wonder how injured you are?"
In the room, there were two people sitting on the bed. Yun Wen was doing Qigong exercises to heal Feng Yu's injuries. Originally, he wanted to preserve the meridians, and then use medicinal stones to restore the flow of Qi sea, so that the internal energy could run again without being pulled by others.
However, he did not expect that he was shocked by this treatment. The inner strength and mental method passed down to him by Feng Bo was so strange that it could work on its own to recover from injuries. It was rare in his life, but it also saved him a lot of trouble. Otherwise, he would have to find all the medicinal materials.
It took a lot of manpower, material resources and time, but now it is much simpler.
Feng Yu slowly woke up and found himself lying on the bed in the inn room. The war must have ended. If he could come back alive, he should have won. Just when he thought about it, he suddenly found that his internal organs were in severe pain and he couldn't bear it at all.
He couldn't get up, and his entire right arm had no feeling at all. When he looked at it, he saw that the veins on his right arm were bulging and covered with silver needles, which looked very scary.
"You kid finally woke up?"
Feng Yu turned around and asked, "Uncle Q, are you here?"
"How long do you think you can last without me?"
Feng Yu said sheepishly: "I've caused trouble to Uncle Wen again."
"It's no trouble. You did a good job today. It's surprising. However, you need to change your name. Aren't you wearing a mask?"
Feng Yu then remembered that he was Yan Wuming now, and quickly touched his face.
"Don't worry, the mask is still there, no one will expose you."
"Thanks."
"Pay attention to yourself. Yun Xi is boiling medicine, both for external application and internal use. You must be obedient later. In addition, your right arm is injured too seriously and you may not be able to move in a short time. How long it will take to recover will be determined.
I don’t know. But don’t be discouraged. With your talent and luck, it might not take long.”