"From today on, my life, Yan Xiaoyi, belongs to my benefactor. As long as my benefactor says a word, Yan Xiaoyi will go through fire and water without hesitation."
Yan Xiaoyi knelt on the ground and said to Wu Yong sincerely.
And for Wu Yong.
Saving the two of them was just a trivial thing done on a whim.
So I don’t expect them to do anything out of a grateful heart.
Then, Wu Yong said calmly: "Get up. There is no need to thank me. It was not me who saved me, but your kindness. If you hadn't had the conversation just now, I wouldn't have intervened in this nosy matter. As for risking my life.
If you give it to me, then there’s no need. With your strength, it’s already pretty good that you can live well.”
Yan Xiaoyi and the young man looked at each other.
He really meant what he said just now.
But from Wu Yong's point of view, if you think about it, you can understand that there is no difference whether they go through fire and water for Wu Yong or not.
They may even become a burden.
Think of this.
Yan Xiaoyi couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, and whispered to himself: "Hey, I didn't expect that I, Yan Xiaoyi, would be so useless. I don't even have the ability to repay my kindness."
The young man next to him did not look depressed, and comforted Yan Xiaoyi and said, "Brother Yan, don't be discouraged. As long as we strengthen our confidence and don't give up our pursuit, I believe that one day your meridians will be able to recover. At that time, with your strength
Your talent will surely soar into the sky!"
The young man's words made Wu Yong look at him with admiration.
At a young age.
He actually has such ambition.
It's really rare.
After his comfort, Yan Xiaoyi's eyes became much firmer and she nodded heavily: "You are right, I will not give up."
Say it.
Yan Xiaoyi kowtowed to Wu Yong three more times and said: "No matter what, I must thank my benefactor for saving his life. Maybe I, Yan Xiaoyi, am not able to repay you now, but I believe I will be able to in the future. I have this
confidence!"
Don't know why.
From this Yan Xiaoyi and this young man.
Wu Yong seemed to have seen his old self.
Before receiving the inheritance of Shenji Zhenren.
Wu Yong was just an unknown young man on campus. Because of his poor family, he even lost his girlfriend at the time.
despite this.
But he never gave up confidence in himself.
Just as that ancient poem says.
Be poor and strong, and don't fall into the clouds.
"good!"
Wu Yong was moved by the confidence and perseverance of the two people, and said in a deep voice: "As the saying goes, it sends Buddha to the West. Today I met you two, which can be regarded as a fate. I will give you another opportunity. As for what happens after you get it
What achievements you can achieve depends on your own destiny."
Yan Xiaoyi and the young man were shocked again.
"Give me a chance? What? What do you mean?" The young man understood slowly.
But Yan Xiaoyi understood quickly.
After he understood what Wu Yong meant, he immediately held down the young man's head and said, "Stop talking and quickly thank your benefactor."
Dong Dong.
The two of them bowed again.
Wu Yong repeatedly asked them to get up, but they still couldn't stop.
Finally, I had no choice but to do so.
Wu Yong only used some tricks to lift them up, and then said to Yan Xiaoyi: "I will help you repair your meridians first. It may hurt a little later, so please be patient."
The biggest obstacle to Yan Xiaoyi's spiritual practice is his meridians.
Because of his meridians, he searched for famous doctors and worshiped him everywhere, but no one accepted him.
now.
I heard that Wu Yong wanted to help him repair his meridians.
He thought he heard wrongly.
After a long while, he was convinced that he had heard correctly from the young man's excited eyes and the silver needle Wu Yong took out.
Wu Yong really wanted to help him repair his meridians.
Yan Xiaoyi trembled excitedly: "My dear friend, just do whatever you want. I can bear it. If I shout out the word "pain", I won't call him Yan Xiaoyi!"
It is the spirit of courage.
"Okay, have some backbone."
Wu Yong praised it and transferred the true essence to the silver needle in his hand.
Buzz.
The silver needle is as straight as a sword.
"Then I'll start."
During the conversation.
A whooshing sound.
Wu Yong threw out the silver needle and pricked Yan Xiaoyi between the eyebrows.
Ahhhh!
ah!
Yan Xiaoyi, who just said that she would never cry out in pain.
In an instant, he let out a pitiful howl like a killing pig.
"Ah! It hurts! It hurts me so much!"
He shouted, tears bursting out like a flood.
Wu Yong: "..."
juvenile:"……"
Both of them had black lines on their heads and looked speechless.
I just vowed that I would never cry out in pain.
Good guy.
In an instant, he was slapped in the face.
Yan Xiaoyi was also interesting. After shouting for a while, he seemed to realize that he had broken his promise. He took the initiative and said with a cry: "I'm sorry, I couldn't hold it back, it really hurts, wuwuwu... but um
Please rest assured, sir, I will definitely not cry out in pain again!"
Finish this sentence.
Sure enough, he closed his mouth and stopped speaking.
Seeing this, Wu Yong smiled lightly and said, "Then you must be prepared. The pain you will feel next will be a hundred times more than before."
Repair meridians.
It is a very laborious and big project.
Not only does it take some effort from Wu Yong.
And the most important thing is that for Yan Xiaoyi, it is definitely a hell-level training, and the pain he has to go through is comparable to skin cramps.
Next.
Silver needles pierced into Yan Xiaoyi's body one after another.
With each thrust, Yan Xiaoyi's body swayed, as if he could no longer hold on and would fall down at any moment.
But he is really a man.
Tears flowed down his face, the sweat on his body turned into an ocean, and several of his teeth were broken. He didn't even cry out in pain.
finally.
Half an hour passed.
Wu Yong shouted and transferred a trace of Chaos True Qi into his body through the silver needle.
Yan Xiaoyi felt light all over.
The body is like a cloud, as if floating into the sky.
Every pore and every hair is extremely happy.
"alright."
Wu Yong put away the silver needle and said to Yan Xiaoyi: "All your meridians have been repaired. Now you can practice normally like other people."
ah!
Only then did Yan Xiaoyi come to his senses after realizing it.
At this moment, he no longer felt the pain he had just now. His body seemed to have been reborn. He had never been so relaxed and happy in his life.
"My meridians! It's really healed!"
Yan Xiaoyi did a brief inspection and found that his meridians were completely different from before, and his meridians were finally the same as those of ordinary people.
"Thank you so much for your kindness!"
This Yan Xiaoyi seems to be addicted to kowtow.
He knelt down and started banging again.
Wu Yong didn't bother to kowtow with him anymore. If he liked kowtow, he could kowtow to the side first.
"Young man, what's your name?" Wu Yong turned around and asked the young man with dull eyes.
"Replying to my benefactor, my name is Laifu." The young man said seriously.
puff.
After Wu Yong heard this, he almost couldn't help laughing.