If this matter is not handled properly, the foundation of the entire martial arts guild will be shaken.
Both Wan Haishan and Wan Binghe's expressions became very solemn.
Wan Haishan sighed deeply and said sadly: "I originally wanted to pass on this technique to let more disciples improve their strength."
"But I didn't expect that it would lead to such a result now."
"It's my fault, it's my fault."
"Brother Wan, please don't say that." Lu Chen stepped forward, comforted Wan Haishan and said, "You also have good intentions and want to improve the overall strength of the martial arts guild, that's why you are like this."
"Don't blame yourself too much."
Wan Haishan looked solemn, jumped out of bed with a sigh, and knelt on one knee in front of Lu Chen.
Lu Chen was startled, and quickly stepped forward, supported Wan Haishan and said, "Brother Wan, what are you doing?"
Wan Haishan said with a painful expression: "Brother Lu, you have great medical skills. I hope you can save these disciples of the guild."
"They are all innocent, and many of them are even young."
"As long as you can save them, you can do it even at the cost of my life."
"Brother, get up quickly. The illnesses of these disciples are not a big problem to me." Lu Chen said quickly.
"Is everything you said true?" Wan Haishan's eyes lit up and he raised his head and asked.
"How could I lie to you about such a big thing? Brother, you get up and talk first." Lu Chen quickly helped Wan Haishan up and said to him: "You and Binghe's illnesses are much more serious, and I can do both."
Treating other disciples’ illnesses is not a problem.”
"Actually, the Qingfei Decoction I gave you just now can cure the illnesses of most disciples."
"For the remaining disciples, I will adjust the prescription according to their respective conditions."
"This is really great." Wan Haishan clapped his rough hands and laughed loudly, "This is the best news I have heard in so many years."
"Binghe, please go down immediately and have someone prepare the Qingfei Decoction according to the prescription, and all the disciples will take it together."
"Also, stop practicing the techniques I taught you immediately."
"I will wait until I find a better technique and then pass it on to you."
Wan Binghe did not dare to neglect and quickly agreed: "Okay, father."
He quickly asked someone to tell him, prepare the medicine according to the prescription, and let his disciples take it.
After explaining this, Wan Binghe frowned slightly and said with some regret: "It's just such a good set of skills that I can't practice anymore."
"Speaking of it, it's really a pity."
Lu Chen said with a smile: "Binghe is right, it is a pity that such a technique is completely abandoned."
"Actually, there is no need to discard it. I can correct all the joints and errors in this set of exercises."
"Just ask the following disciples to slightly modify their movements and mental methods when exercising."
"What? You can actually modify the technique?" The faces of the senior martial arts guild leaders present changed.
We are all convinced by your superb medical skills and sharp eyes.
But each set of exercises is the result of thousands of years of practice over several generations.
Even if there is indeed an error in the exercise, why didn't so many seniors discover it and couldn't correct it?
Now, you can perfect it after just a few glances. Isn’t this ridiculous?
Lu Chen said: "Actually, this is the same as seeing a doctor."
"The doctor recognizes the patient's illness and prescribes the right medicine to solve the illness."
"The same goes for modifying the exercises. I can see the flaws in the exercises, so I can naturally modify them."
"Bring a pen and paper."
Wan Binghe did not dare to neglect, immediately brought a pen and paper and handed it to Lu Chen respectfully.
Everyone held their breath and concentrated, not even daring to take a breath, and looked at Lu Chen quietly.
Lu Chen quickly wrote out the new exercises and even included illustrations.
Especially on some joint points, detailed comments are also written.
About half an hour later, Lu Chen handed the modified new technique to Wan Haishan.
Wan Haishan and Wan Binghe are both masters, so naturally they can tell the pros and cons of a set of techniques at a glance.
The more they watched, the more frightened they became. They couldn't help but stretch out their hands and start practicing as they watched.
After the modification, practicing the exercises is indeed much smoother, and there is no longer any sense of stagnation at certain nodes.
After reading it, Wan Haishan couldn't hide the shock in his heart and said to Wan Binghe: "Binghe, you can practice this new set of exercises again."
Wan Binghe is also a genius in martial arts. He just glanced at it and already had the new technique firmly imprinted in his mind.
He quickly performed a set of punches according to the new technique. Halfway through the exercise, a burst of white smoke appeared faintly above his head.
Wan Binghe beat faster and faster, and the smoke on his body gradually condensed into a ball, making him feel as if he was in a fairyland.
Everyone couldn't help but feel frightened, this was a clear sign of a breakthrough.
"Ah..." Wan Binghe let out a long and sharp whistle, and the smoke around him condensed into a ball and disappeared into his body.
He slowly stopped the exercise and slowly opened his eyes.
I saw that his eyes were extremely bright, and his eyes were like lightning, as if they could pierce people's hearts.
A fourth-level innate martial artist! Everyone present could not help but let out a burst of exclamations.
Wan Binghe has been stuck in the third level of Xiantian Martial Arts for a long time.
Unexpectedly, after practicing the new technique, I actually made a breakthrough.
He is only one step away from his father Wan Haishan.
Moreover, now that Wan Binghe is in the prime of life and Wan Haishan has recovered from a serious illness, it is hard to say whether the father and son will fight each other.
Wan Binghe was also very happy. He came in front of everyone and raised his hands to Lu Chen and Wan Haishan, saying: "Father, Mr. Lu, I have made a breakthrough."
"Okay." Wan Haishan was also very happy.
Then, Wan Haishan exchanged glances with several others. They stood in a row, bowed down in front of Lu Chen, and said loudly: "Thank you, Mr. Lu."
Lu Chen hurriedly stepped forward to help a few people up and said: "Please get up quickly, I don't dare to do this, I don't dare to do this."
"It's just a matter of effort."
Wan Haishan and others stood up, smiled and said to Lu Chen: "Mr. Lu, it's just a piece of cake for you."
"But to us, you are the benefactor of the entire martial arts guild."
"So, you deserve our respect."
Lu Chen said quickly: "You're welcome."
Several people returned to the room with smiles. Wan Haishan sat in the main seat, Lu Chen sat on his left, and Wan Binghe sat on the right.
Wan Haishan said with a smile: "Mr. Lu, this time you not only saved my life, but also saved the entire martial arts guild."
"This kindness is so great that I don't even know what I should reward you with."
"Besides, Brother Lu, you are a master, so you must treat money like dirt."
"If I use these vulgar things to thank you, it would be really insulting to Mr. Lu."