Hearing this, Yan Haitang was stunned at first, then was so excited that his whole body was trembling and his eyes were red.
Fang Yu means to treat his second son!
Over the years, Yan Haitang's dream is that one day... the second son's body can be miraculously healed.
In this way, his and his second son will have hope in the future.
But dreams are dreams after all, and it is extremely difficult to realize them.
But today, the dream seems to be really possible!
If a monk of Fang Yu is willing to help, he will definitely have the chance to cure the stubborn disease in his second son!
"Thank you! Thank you! The great kindness of the venerable, I really don't know how to repay it..." Yan Haitang knelt down in front of Fang Yu and said with gratitude.
"Don't rush to thank you, I may not be able to cure you." Fang Yu said, "I can just help you take a look and lead the way, I'm in a hurry."
"Okay! Master Fang, let's leave now!"
Yan Haitang immediately stood up.
He knew Fang Yu needed to continue rushing, so he couldn't waste time on other things now.
So, Yan Haitang took Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi and quickly headed towards the east side of the Liangcheng area.
"Master, why do you want to help him so much?" Han Miaoyi asked in a voice transmission, "I am not familiar with him..."
"Don't you see that? He is a human race." Fang Yu glanced at Han Miaoyi and replied.
"Is that true!?"
In fact, Han Miaoyi has no understanding of the characteristics of the human race.
In her opinion, most monks are the same, and the biggest difference is their strength.
As for ethnic groups, she didn't care at all, and she couldn't tell it by her naked eyes or breath alone.
Fang Yu actually didn't see Yan Haitang's ten human races at the beginning.
Because he didn't care at all, but later he gradually discovered that Yan Haitang's appearance was not a kind of illusion, but a primitive state.
This means that Yan Haitang is from a human race.
It is precisely because of this that Fang Yu decided to help him.
Not long after, Fang Yu and his party stopped in a forest area that was about to reach the border of Liangcheng.
Yan Haitang's usual habitat is within this forest area.
He built a simple cave here, and his second son Yan Yi stayed in the cave on a daily basis.
Yan Yi is weak and can't do anything. The only thing he can do is read.
Seeing his father bringing back two guests, Yan Yi immediately stood up, his face full of surprise.
Such things have never happened before.
"Yan Yi, this is Venerable Fang, this is Venerable Han... They are here to treat you stubborn diseases." Yan Haitang said.
"Treatment?" Yan Yi was stunned for a moment, his face changed slightly, and he said, "Father, I was about to tell you, yesterday..."
"Don't talk about other things for now. The two venerables have limited time." Yan Haitang interrupted Yan Yi anxiously, turned to look at Fang Yu, and said respectfully and sincerely, "Venerable Fang, this is me
The second son, please show him what kind of evil diseases he has…”
Fang Yu nodded slightly and replied, "I'm already watching."
Yan Yi's breath is very weak, thin and lifeless.
It could even be vaguely felt that his body was emitting death aura.
This situation is normal for an old man who is about to die.
But Yan Yi was obviously not that far.
Fang Yu walked forward.
Yan Yi was obviously a little scared at Fang Yu and looked at Yan Haitang.
Yan Haitang nodded, meaning that Fang Yu is trustworthy.
In fact, Yan Haitang didn't think too much about it.
There is actually nothing to lose at the bottom like him.
Anyone who has a glimmer of hope must seize it.
After getting Yan Haitang's affirmation, Yan Yi stood there and lowered his head.
Fang Yu walked up to him, reached out and placed his hand on top of his head.
"bass……"
A flash of light flashed.
At this time, Fang Yu could see clearly what was inside Yan Yi's body.
Since I have not practiced, all the meridians are still closed.
No problem can be seen from the meridians alone.
So where is the problem?
Fang Yu continued to observe the situation inside Yan Yi.
Soon, he discovered... there was a very secret mark at Yan Yi's Dantian.
Since Yan Yi had never practiced, the dantian was empty and nothing.
Therefore, nothing is...the normal state.
But at this location, a very secret mark appeared.
If your observation is not sharp enough, you will easily ignore it.
This mark is translucent and does not release any breath itself.
But the position of Dantian involves all the meridians in the body. To put it bluntly, it is the heart of a monk.
"The marks appear in this kind of place should be imposed by an existence? But the problem is that Yan Haitang is not a big shot, and Yan Yi is even an ordinary body that he has never practiced. Who would do this to them? What is the meaning of doing this?
?" Fang Yu frowned slightly and thought to himself, "If it was not applied, it would exist innately? But such a mark does not look like it can be inherited innately..."
Seeing Fang Yu frowning, Yan Haitang's heart sank and couldn't help asking: "Honor Fang, I don't know how my son's physical condition..."
"A little strange." Fang Yu glanced at Yan Haitang and replied, "I want to ask a question, what is your Taoist partner?"
"What is my Taoist partner?" Yan Haitang was stunned for a moment, pondered for a moment, and replied, "She... is an ordinary monk, and has no special identity."