Lin Yang naturally had to listen to the orders given by the Great Senior himself.
But what does this so-called medical defense conference have to do with Lin Yang?
In the eyes of the elders, he is a dying man! So why did the elders appoint him to participate?
I'm afraid there's something fishy here!
Lin Yang thought for a while and finally compromised.
The live poison on his body cannot be completely removed yet, and he has to rely on the magic medicine in the Eternal Life Heavenly Palace and the secret method in the library. He cannot leave here for the time being. If he doesn't go, there will be no place for him in the Heavenly Palace.
"When will the medical defense conference be held?" Lin Yang asked.
"This afternoon, outside Wuyu Palace."
"Okay, Lin Yang will definitely attend on time."
After agreeing, the disciple turned and left.
Lin Yang wandered back and forth in the room for a while, lowering his head and meditating.
Then he took out all the medicine on his body and immediately set up the stove to brew the decoction.
When the decoction was finished, he drank it all at once, burped, and then went out to the Palace of Desireless Desires.
Lin Yang only stayed in Changsheng Palace for a short time and had never heard of a medical defense conference.
When I arrived in front of Wuyu Palace, I saw that there was already a sea of people here.
But the people who came were not ordinary disciples of the Heavenly Palace. They were all elite disciples or disciples who entered the palace. In addition, the stewards from various palaces or halls had arrived.
But no one talked too much, but found a seat and sat down cross-legged.
Those with high status will naturally sit at the front, while those with low status will consciously sit at the back.
Lin Yang appeared with a pale face, attracting the attention of many people.
"Forest..."
One disciple wanted to step forward to say hello to Lin Yang, but was immediately pulled back by others and was not allowed to approach Lin Yang.
Lin Yang naturally saw this scene.
After the fierce battle with Zi Xuantian, Lin Yang's reputation among the disciples of Changsheng Heavenly Palace has greatly increased. Everyone calls him senior brother, and he is very prestigious.
However, in the eyes of these senior people, Lin Yang's move was undoubtedly a slap in the face to the three elders and others.
These people are not the registered disciples or formal disciples. In the Tiangong, between the three elders and Lin Yang, they must choose the third elder! If they have too much contact with Lin Yang at the moment, they will undoubtedly go against the three elders.
No one dared to say a word.
Lin Yang didn't say much, walked to a seat at the back alone, and sat down directly.
"Cough cough cough..."
He kept coughing and looked in very bad condition. When the cough was severe, blood could even be seen.
"This Lin Yang seems to be really in trouble."
"I heard from the beloved disciple of the Fifth Chief that the Fifth Chief has made a diagnosis for Lin Yang. Now Lin Yang's internal organs have been corroded by living poisons. He is still alive, but he is hanging in a breath. This man, at any time,
They will all die violently."
"Really or not? His condition is so bad? When he fought with Zi Xuantian's people before, he suddenly couldn't do it!"
"It was just the fight with Zi Xuantian's people that caused trouble!"
"how do I say this?"
"I heard that Lin Yang was poisoned by live poison. When he fought with Zixuan Tianren, the live poison continued to attack. He couldn't suppress it anymore, so that his internal organs were eroded. However, he didn't know that Lin Yang now is
A dying man."
"I see."
...
Many people were whispering to each other and discussing secretly.
Lin Yang vaguely heard something and didn't say much.
At this time, the scene suddenly became quieter.
Lin Yang frowned slightly, and just as he was about to look around, a voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Are you Lin Yang?"
Lin Yang looked back and saw a strong, middle-aged man with a beard and a Chinese character standing behind him.
The man is very tall, nearly two meters tall, with swollen limbs and a strong breath. Standing in front of him, you will feel an extremely strong sense of oppression, making it difficult to breathe.
Many people wanted to come up and say hello, but the man ignored them and only stared at Lin Yang with an extremely serious expression.
"I am, who are you?" Lin Yang coughed and asked strangely.
"Don't worry about who I am, just raise your hand." The man said.
"Um?"
Lin Yang was confused, hesitated for a moment, and then raised his hand.
The man grabbed his wrist, pulled hard, and pulled Lin Yang up from the ground.
"Well..."
Lin Yang frowned and stood up suddenly, thinking that this person was going to take action.
However, the man's other hand stretched out five fingers and clasped Lin Yang's pulse.
He was clearly taking Lin Yang’s pulse!
The man closed his eyes, as if he was feeling something. After a moment, he let go of his hand and looked at Lin Yang in slight surprise.
"Are you a warrior god?" the man asked.
"Senior, do you feel it?"
"If you hadn't had the body of the God of War, you would have died long ago in your current state! Tell me... how did you cultivate the body of the God of War?" the man asked again.
Lin Yang shook his head: "It can only be said that he was lucky, but what's the use of talking about it now? Lin Yang just wants to cure the live poison on his body as soon as possible."
"Live poison is not easy to cure, especially the live poison on your body. This has to pay an extremely huge price, but I think the huge price spent on you is completely worth it. Such a young junior can actually cultivate a martial god."
Body, given time, I think your achievements will definitely surpass mine." The man said seriously.
Lin Yang became more and more curious when he heard the voice: "Senior, who are you?"
"Those who are short-sighted, this is the second elder of my Immortal Heavenly Palace!" The person next to him snorted coldly and said.
"What? Are you the second elder?"
Lin Yang was greatly surprised.
The two elders looked Lin Yang up and down and said calmly: "Lin Yang, take off your shirt!"
"What are these...two elders doing?"
"Just do it!" the two elders hummed.
Lin Yang's eyes showed doubts, and his expression became more alert.
But he did it anyway.
But they saw the two elders taking out silver needles and pricking Lin Yang's body with more than a dozen needles with extremely skillful techniques.
In an instant, Lin Yang felt a warm current overflowing from these silver needles. He became much more energetic and his physical condition improved linearly.
"What a magical needle."
Lin Yang opened his eyes and couldn't help but sigh.
The two elders quickly retracted their needles, but their expressions were gloomy and they said hoarsely: "Just rest here!"
After saying that, he took the people away directly.
Lin Yang became more and more puzzled.
What are the two elders doing?
At this time, the scene was extremely quiet.
But I heard someone shouting loudly.
"The great master has arrived!"
As soon as the words fell, countless people immediately stood up and saluted.
"Welcome to you, great sir!"
The sound is like waves, spreading in all directions.
Lin Yang also raised his head suddenly and looked towards the gate of Wuyu Palace.
But they saw a middle-aged man wearing earrings and long braids slowly walking out of the palace gate.
Although the man was old, he was very handsome and had an unparalleled mature beauty. He put his hands behind his back and looked at the countless powerful men of the Immortal Palace outside. Xuan'er said: "Everyone, sit down!"
"Thank you, sir!"
People all took their seats.
The great elder came on stage and seemed to want to give a speech, but his eyes were inadvertently thrown towards Lin Yang...
