One hundred and thirtieth chapters one night white head
"You...you are...Ye Tian?"
After hearing Ye Tian's voice, Feng Kuang turned around sharply, but when he looked at the gray-haired young man sitting on the ground, his eyes looked like he had seen a ghost, and he stepped back three times in a row.
step.
The kerosene lamps all over the floor were kicked by Feng Kuang and rolled everywhere. If the formation time had not passed, I am afraid that the veteran would have followed in Zhuge Liang's footsteps. Ye Tian couldn't help but secretly rejoice. If he had been recruited earlier, all his previous efforts might have been wasted.
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Waving his hands weakly, Ye Tian said: "Brother Madman, give me a hand and give me some of the food you brought..."
"Really Little Ye Zi?!" Feng Kuang heard it clearly this time. Although his voice was a little hoarse, there was no doubt that it was Ye Tian.
"Old...old guy, you...what evil spell did you use? Did you take away Ye Tian's lifespan?"
After looking at the haggard-looking Ye Tian, and then turning his head to look at the rosy-faced Lao Dao, Feng Kuang seemed to understand something. He rushed to the bed, grabbed Lao Tao's collar, and roared loudly.
From Feng Kuang's point of view, Ye Tian seemed to have aged more than ten years in just one week, while Lao Tao had come back to life. There must be some unknown trick in this. If Ye Tian was a little girl, Feng Kuang would
Everyone can guess that it is the old way of picking yin and replenishing yang.
Although Feng Kuang has always been in awe of Li Shanyuan these years, compared with the friendship that Ye Tian has had like a family member for so many years, his anger overwhelms his fear of the old Taoist. Looking at Ye Tian's miserable appearance, Feng Kuang
Kuang wished he could tear the old Taoist into pieces.
"You bastard, while you're at it, help Ye Tian up first..."
Although Lao Dao was weak, he could not be bullied by Feng Kuang. He raised his right hand slightly and flicked his fingernails against Feng Kuang's wrist. Feng Kuang's hands suddenly felt weak, but he was no longer able to hold Lao Dao.
"Crazy brother, what are you doing..."
Seeing Feng Kuang's actions, Ye Tian also stood up holding the door. He worked hard to save his master's life. If Feng Kuang shook him a few times and the board fell apart, it would become the biggest joke in the world.
After suffering a loss at the hands of the old Taoist, Feng Kuang didn't dare to make a mistake anymore. He ran to Ye Tian and supported his body, and asked: "Ye Tian, this...how did this old monster turn you into this?"
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"What nonsense are you talking about? That is my master, not an old monster..."
Ye Tian glared at Feng Kuang angrily, and then said: "I used the fate-defying formation to seize Yin and Yang and help the master gain some Yang life. This is just some backlash. I will be fine after practicing for a while...
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In ancient times, there was the story of Wu Zixu who turned his hair gray overnight. From the perspective of modern medicine, severe emotional sadness, work pressure, etc. will indeed accelerate the aging of the body.
There was a case in the United States where a man lost his son in middle age. Due to grief, his hair turned completely white within a week. This is not unreasonable.
In these seven days, Ye Tian worked hard to maintain the operation of the formation. His body and spirit were almost on the verge of collapse, and his hair turned gray. This was actually reasonable.
Ye Tian originally kept his hair a little long, and he could see the change in color from the hair hanging in front of his eyes, but Ye Tian didn't care, as long as he could save his master, he was willing to pay no matter how high the price was.
"Ye Tian, are you really okay?" Feng Kuang asked hesitantly.
"It's okay, give me some of the things you brought..." Ye Tian would have been ravenous by now. If he hadn't been weak, he would have snatched away the things Feng Kuang brought early in the morning.
Not to mention, although time is quite tight, Wang Ying happens to be in confinement, and the chicken soup at home is ready-made. It is still steaming when brought in a thermos.
After drinking a few mouthfuls of chicken soup, Ye Tian felt a warmth in his body, and his strength gradually recovered. He poured some with the lid of a thermos bottle, and Ye Tian, the veteran waiter, also drank a few mouthfuls.
Seeing Ye Tian's actions, Feng Kuang also knew that he had gone astray just now and stood there scratching his head with an embarrassed look on his face.
Smelling the smell of kerosene all over the room, Ye Tian wrinkled his nose, looked at Feng Kuang and said, "Crazy brother, don't be idle anymore. Help me get rid of all these kerosene lamps. By the way, I'll cast a spell."
Don’t tell anyone about the formation..."
"Okay, you two have a rest, I'll do the work..."
Feng Kuang didn't refuse, and got busy as soon as he rolled up his sleeves. However, when he took the kerosene lamp out of the house, he secretly called Ye Dongping. The changes in Ye Tian were really shocking, and he felt a little bit in his heart.
No bottom.
Of course, he did not dare to talk about what Ye Tian had just confessed. He only said that something had happened to Ye Tian and asked Ye Dongping to come back and take a look.
After a lot of work, Feng Kuang moved in a bed from another wing. Ye Tian ate something and fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. He had been mentally exhausted these days.
Although the old Taoist on the side was full of doubts about Ye Tian's method of setting up the seven-lamp life-sustaining formation, he could only close his eyes and rest there, waiting for Ye Tianxing to turn around.
However, Ye Tian slept for a full forty-eight hours. When he opened his eyes, it was already two days later.
"Dad, why are you here?" As soon as Ye Tian just opened his eyes, he saw someone sitting on the bedside. He stared at him. Isn't it his father?
"Huh? Sister Yingying, what are you doing here on this cold day?"
After twisting his neck, Ye Tian suddenly realized that his father was not the only one in the room. Sister Wang Ying, whom he had not seen for almost half a year, was also here, wiping tears on a chair not far from him.
"Xiaotian, you...what's wrong with you?"
Wang Ying was still suppressing her cries. After seeing Ye Tianxing turn around, she could no longer hold back. Her original sobs became louder. You know, for so many years, she has always regarded Ye Tianxing as
Treated like a younger brother.
"Ahem, I'm fine, sister, please don't cry yet..."
Seeing Wang Ying's appearance, Ye Tian couldn't help but grimace, his heart moved, and he started to hum, "Ouch, I have a headache, sister, you are crying so much that my head is about to explode..."
"Sister, don't cry, don't cry, Xiaotian, you just woke up, please sleep for a while..."
After hearing Ye Tian's words, Wang Ying quickly stopped crying, but looking at Ye Tian's gray hair, she still felt sad and her tears kept falling.
"Sister, I'm fine, don't be like that..."
Ye Tian glanced around and asked a little strangely: "Where is my master?" At present, in the room, except for Ye Dongping and Wang Ying, the old Taoist was nowhere to be seen.
"Old Uncle Li said he was going to pick some herbs for you to nourish your body. He went out with Feng Kuang and will be back later..."
Ye Dongping answered casually, but the questions in his heart were also raised, "Ye Tian, tell me honestly, what is going on? Why did old Uncle Li recover so well?"
To be honest, when Ye Dongping arrived yesterday, he was really shocked. Li Shanyuan, who had been somewhat deaf and dazzled in the past two years, turned out to be as vigorous as he was more than ten years ago, and even his withered face was full of energy.
Ruddy, if it wasn't for the broad daylight, Ye Dongping would have really thought he had seen a ghost.
"Dad, you don't believe me even if I say it. Don't ask about these things. Just think that I prayed for Master to get such results..."
Seeing that his father wanted to ask more questions, Ye Tian waved his hand and said: "Dad, if it were you, your son would do the same thing. Don't ask the master, just think of it as fulfilling your son's filial piety!"
"This...this effect of resurrecting the dead is really...really achieved by the technique you learned?" After hearing his son's words, Ye Dongping felt a huge wave in his heart.
He didn't expect that the Jianghu sect, which he had always looked down upon, could be so capable of changing the world. If this spread... well, except for people like himself who have seen the contrast between the old Tao before and after, no one would believe it even if it spread.
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But in this case, facing his sincere and filial son, Ye Dongping could no longer say any words of instruction. He couldn't say that Ye Tian shouldn't have taken action to save the old man's life, right?
"Dad, some things can be believed or not believed, so don't worry too much..." Ye Tian shook his head and didn't say much. He didn't want his father to regard him as a monster in the future.
"Little Ye Zi, are you awake?"
While the father and son were having a conversation, the old man walked in. Seeing Ye Tian sitting on the bedside, he quickly went up and took his pulse.
After a long while, the old Taoist raised his head and said, "The nourishing prescription I passed on to you, combined with the Qi-guiding technique, can replenish your Yangshou within five years..."
"Master, I'm fine, but you...how did you recover so quickly?"
Seeing the old Tao in front of him, Ye Tian felt the same as his father. They hadn't seen each other for only two days, and the old Tao's appearance seemed to be back more than ten years ago, with a Taoist and immortal look.
"Idiot, do you think it's that simple to change one's fate against the will of heaven?" The old Taoist laughed when he heard this, "We'll talk about this later. You need to take good care of your body first. Master still has something to ask you..."
Although the old Taoist said it was easy, he knew in his heart that his time had come. Although he was brought back by Ye Tian's fate change, it would only last for a year and a half at most, and he would die without any illness at that time.
Ye Tian is also a person who is proficient in magic. After hearing the master's words, he made a prediction in his mind and suddenly understood everything. At this time, the secret that had blinded the old Taoist was revealed, but he easily deduced the old Taoist's death limit.
time.
"Dad, aunt and others, are they all okay?" There were some things that Ye Tian could only talk to Lao Tao about, but his father and others were present but couldn't tell them, so he immediately changed the topic.
"It's all good. Your aunt has taken back the courtyard. I think my sister's house is too crowded. It will also be good for your sister's illness if her family can move there..."
After hearing Ye Tian's words, Ye Dongping's face showed joy. This time he returned to Yanjing and got the forgiveness of his sisters. The knot in Ye Dongping's heart for so many years was finally solved...
