Pei Jianxun's family all came forward to greet him.
Pei Yu shouted happily: "Grandpa Tai!"
One of the old men wearing glasses and wearing a loose sports coat smiled and said: "Xiaoyu, I heard your grandpa said that you have made a meritorious service this time."
Pei Yu said: "No matter what, Brother Qin is still the best."
The full name of the old man surnamed Tai is Tai Guowei. In Tianjiang, he is a talkative person.
Pei Jianxun introduced Qin Yang: "This is Tai Guowei, the provincial leader."
Qin Yang stepped forward and asked politely. Tai Guowei seemed very approachable and did not give people a majestic feeling.
Several people walked into the villa, and Tai Guowei quickly got to the point.
"Qin Yang, Lao Pei said you could cure Wen Dingsong's injury, so I came."
Tai Guowei solemnly said: "If you can really heal Wen Dingsong's injury, I will owe you a big favor."
Qin Yang glanced at the old man who came with him and said: "The land immortals are like the immortals in mythology."
"The breath is natural, the true energy is like the sea, and the appearance is permanent. The prime of life is very long, and you can live at least two hundred years."
"Senior should be less than a hundred years old, but he looks like he is already in his old age. It seems that he has been seriously injured and his energy has been damaged."
"I wonder if the sea of qi of senior is still intact? If even the sea of qi is not complete, it will be really difficult."
The old-looking Wen Dingsong's pupils shrank and he was a little shocked. Originally, he had no hope. After all, his injury was troublesome even to the immortal Sai.
The Living King of Hell couldn't find anyone and didn't let him try.
However, according to Wen Dingsong's judgment, even if the living king of hell comes, it will not help.
The living king of hell may not be any better than the medical skills of the gods.
Wen Dingsong's voice was hoarse and he cheered up: "My little friend can see through my injuries at a glance, which is shocking."
"My qi sea is still intact, but it has been torn apart and may collapse at any time. Now I am relying entirely on my powerful true qi to forcibly maintain it."
"As soon as I relax, my Qihai will immediately collapse."
Wen Dingsong stared at Qin Yang with his old eyes and said: "What do you mean, little friend, as long as my Qi Hai is still there, you can cure me?"
Qin Yang smiled and nodded: "Of course."
Wen Dingsong's eyes were sharp: "My little friend, please don't joke."
Qin Yang said calmly: "Since I dare to say it, I will definitely do it. Old gentleman, you can follow me to the treatment room upstairs."
"Within an hour, I guarantee that the old man will be jumping around and return to his peak."
As soon as these words came out, Tai Guowei was shocked. He said: "Young man, I once invited Sai Shenxian, the second best person in Daxia, but he bluntly said that he was unable to cure Mr. Wen."
"Your tone... is really shocking."
Qin Yang said: "He is him and I am me. Just because Sai Shenxian can't do something, it doesn't mean that I can't do it."
Wen Dingsong suddenly laughed: "That's right, young people should have such a fearless aura that they can break the sky."
"Okay, since you said you can cure me, then I will believe you once. If you can really cure my injury, I, Wen Dingsong, promise to use three swords for you."
Qin Yang stood up with a faint smile: "Please go upstairs."
Wen Dingsong jumped lightly, like an immortal volleying in the sky, and reached the second floor in a flash. Pei Yu's eyes were extremely enthusiastic.
Qin Yang took the stairs upstairs and came to the treatment room.
The two closed the door, and Ling Miao said with some worry: "What if Mr. Qin fails to cure Mr. Wen, will he beat Mr. Qin to death in a rage?"
When Pei Jianxun heard this, he became a little worried.
Tai Guowei said: "Don't worry, Mr. Wen won't do anything as long as the injury is not aggravated."
Pei Yu said with great confidence: "Brother Qin must be fine! You don't have to worry too much!"
Ling Miao glanced at him and said softly: "I hope so."