Chapter 143: Desperate, Father Wang begs on his knees
Inside Liuxixuan, the atmosphere was unprecedentedly depressing.
In the main hall, a middle-aged man was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, his eyes were bloodshot and his body was lifeless, just like an old man who was about to die.
There were people standing around, but no one spoke. Even their breathing was heavy.
"Uncle, Divine Doctor Wang has left. This is already the tenth miracle doctor. They usually think highly of themselves and are extremely arrogant, but in the end, they don't even have the courage to take action. What kind of miracle doctors are they? If you hadn't stopped me, I would have
We must kill them all."
Finally, Wang Ling'er's resentful voice broke Liu Xixuan's tranquility.
No one tried to dissuade her, and no one responded.
Everyone in the Wang family was just like Wang Ling'er, filled with anger.
In the past ten hours, the Wang family spent a lot of money and used all their connections to invite all the miracle doctors in Wanzhan City.
But after arriving, these people all made the same choice, which was to leave.
They didn't even have the courage to take action. During the past ten hours, no one was willing to lend a helping hand to save lives.
"Mr. Yan, how confident are you if you take action?"
The middle-aged man on the Grand Master's chair asked in a hoarse voice.
He is Wang Luo's father and the strongest man of the Wang family's generation, Wang Jinghuan.
"Senior Brother Wang, if I treat him, Luo'er will definitely die." Divine Doctor Yan told the truth.
He also observed it, but he couldn't even see the weapon, so how could he save his life?
Many of those miracle doctors were as good as him in medical skills, and they could all see that Wang Luo's condition was in a balanced state and his life could be saved.
But once he takes action, this balance will be broken, and death will be inevitable.
Wang Jinghuan's eyes dimmed a lot again. Ten hours had passed and he understood that Wang Luo couldn't hold on for much longer.
But he couldn't accept that his best son would die like this.
"Miracle Doctor Yan, is there really nothing we can do?"
"Brother Wang, maybe there is another way."
"Really?" Wang Jinghuan's voice trembled.
"Hope is slim, but there is always a glimmer of hope."
"What can I do?"
"Please ask the strong to take action to protect Luo'er's soul and force him to use his weapons." Divine Doctor Yan responded.
In Wang Luo's situation, medical skills can no longer save his life.
The methods of the strong are often more effective than medical skills.
"No matter what, we must give it a try. I will go to see the generals of the Four Extremes and ask them for help."
"Senior Brother Wang, you have to go to the City Lord's Mansion. Although the City Lord has been in seclusion for many years and ignores worldly affairs, in terms of strength, the City Lord is the highest.
Moreover, the City Lord’s Mansion has a long history and is well-informed. It knows things that others don’t know and knows things that others don’t know. It’s very difficult to just ask the old City Lord to take action.”
Doctor Yan responded.
"No matter how much it costs, I have to go there myself. Even if I lose my old life, I have to ask the old city lord to take action."
Wang Jinghuan did not question Doctor Yan's words, picked up Wang Luo and walked out quickly.
He didn't want to waste any more time, he just wanted to rush to the city lord's mansion immediately.
Wang Ling'er and other members of the Wang family got up and went there one after another.
No one noticed, and Divine Doctor Yan let out a long sigh.
Using the strength of the City Lord's Mansion to save Wang Luo, the success rate is close to zero.
He said this just to give Wang Jinghuan a little hope.
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In the library pavilion, Fairy Shunzhu looked at Qi Hao with a little more admiration in her eyes.
The sword spirit who had just returned was stunned for a long time and hesitated several times.
"Senior, are you ready?" Qi Hao asked.
"Everything is ready, we can set off at any time." Sword Spirit responded.
"Senior, I have one more thing to ask you. You said before that when choosing a sword master, you do not choose people with high talents, but prefer mortal bones. I would like to ask senior if there are any skills suitable for practicing with mortal bones.
Law?" Qi Hao asked.
"Of course it does. Whether it is a mortal bone or a broken jade bone, it can be practiced. Since it can be practiced, there is a way to practice it." Sword Spirit answered affirmatively.
"Is there such a library? Why didn't I find it?" Qi Hao asked in surprise.
"Didn't find it? I'm afraid you ignored it, right? Although there are only three copies of the mortal bone skills, there are hundreds of training skills for the residual jade bones."
The sword spirit took one step forward and arrived a hundred meters away, landing on a bookshelf.
"Could it be that these books are all suitable for practicing with mortal bones and residual jade bones?"
Qi Hao looked at the exercises on the bookshelf, they were very ordinary.
When he was looking for it before, he had noticed it but didn't pay much attention to it. He thought that even if there were such techniques, there would only be one or two books. He never expected that there would be hundreds of books.
"Yes, these exercises are all suitable for practice by Can Yu Gu. However, Can Yu Gu is innately incomplete. Even if he steps into practice, he can only be a low-level practitioner, and at most he cannot reach the realm of Tianji. And mortal bones are more
It's difficult, and to advance to a small level, you have to pay ten times and a hundred times more than other practitioners. The three books at the bottom of the bookshelf are the techniques suitable for mortal bone cultivation." Sword Spirit said.
Qi Hao smiled bitterly silently. In the eyes of the sword spirit, he had never seen the low-level cultivators in the Tianji realm.
He selected some of the exercises, put the three mortal bone exercises together into the storage ring, and then walked out of the library.
He could imagine that if these skills were passed down, they would definitely cause shock in the world.
"Senior, in your era, was everyone a practitioner?"
Qi Hao became more and more curious about that era.
"After all, there are fewer practitioners than ordinary people. However, in that era, everyone could practice. That era was far from comparable to today's world. If we say that in that era, the flowers were blooming, then today's era is cold.
The wind is beginning to snow." Sword Spirit sighed.
"Since it is winter, spring is not far away. One day in the future, I will also be able to see the blooming scene of hundreds of flowers."
"You are open-minded!"
Sword Spirit sighed and suddenly looked at the door: "We don't have to look for them anymore, they have already come to the door."
Qi Hao looked and saw, sure enough, outside the main gate, more than a dozen people from the Wang family were kneeling on the ground, asking the Lord of the City for help.
Wang Jinghuan shouted over and over again, he had been here for an hour, and he had not heard his request for permission, but there was no sound from the city lord's palace.
People passing by would often talk behind their backs, but Wang Jinghuan didn't care at all.
He only had one thought, which was to save Wang Luo no matter what.
But as time went by, Wang Jinghuan became more and more desperate.
"Senior Brother Wang, maybe the city lord has gone into seclusion."
Doctor Yan opened his mouth to persuade. He had already expected such a result.
"If the Lord of the City really retreats, then I will have no choice but to break in."
Wang Jinghuan has a loud voice and a firm attitude.
Just as Divine Doctor Yan was about to persuade her again, the door slowly opened, and a young man came into view in the courtyard.