Hearing Qin Feng's words, the face of the Tiger Team who was kneeling on the ground changed drastically:
"I'm not saying I won't let you talk nonsense..."
The butterfly knife in Bai He's hand was already pressed against Qin Feng's throat: "If you dare to curse my foster father, I will kill you now!"
"Go on."
Inside the courtyard gate, the old man's faint voice sounded.
Qin Feng ignored the sharp knife on his throat and continued to speak:
"You seem confident when you speak, but you can't hide your dejection and your voice is thick and impure, which proves that your middle energy is damaged, that is, your Dantian is injured."
"Dantian is called the sea of qi in Chinese medicine. It is the useful qi that circulates in the lungs and diffuses into the body."
"It not only affects the rise and fall of Yang Qi in a person's body, but also determines whether a warrior makes progress in his or her cultivation."
He said calmly: "To put it bluntly, it is breathing in and out."
"Exhalation is the root of cultivation. Your Dantian is now damaged. Before it is resolved, every time you exhale, it means that the injury is aggravated by one point."
"The stronger the strength, the more breath will be rotated, and the greater the impact on the wound will be."
"At first, I had difficulty breathing, coughing up blood from time to time, feeling uncomfortable, and feeling like I couldn't live a normal life."
"If it worsens, the limbs will be numb, the brain will be congested, and the lungs and Dantian will lose time and fall into a state of suspended animation."
"If it were anyone else, they would choose to give up cultivation and become an ordinary, normal person to save their lives."
Qin Feng looked around: "But I think this red wall is unstable, and there are cracks like earthquakes in many places."
"It should be caused by your daily practice, and you should be in an extremely critical breakthrough stage."
"Looking at the thickness of your aura, it will probably take you two or three days. Once you break through, you may reach the pinnacle."
"But then, when the breath is fully opened, the internal organs will also open the door to welcome this new breath."
He paused: "He died of physical explosion."
As soon as these words came out, Tiger Squad and Bai He were both shocked and looked at Qin Feng in disbelief.
The symptoms on my body are all correct.
Team Tiger was even more shocked as he looked at the cracks on the wall in front of him, his eyes full of horror:
"This is not caused by the damp mountain fog, but by you, Dragon King..."
"Father, didn't you promise us that you would stop practicing and sit in the rear with peace of mind?"
Bai He's eyes were red: "Why did you lie to us? Are you desperate for your life?"
There was a long silence, the Dragon King was obviously thinking.
"Is there any help?"
After a long time, Dragon King Youyou spoke.
"Then I have to take my own pulse before I know."
Qin Feng smiled.
The courtyard was silent for a moment:
"Invite the miraculous doctor to come into the house and take my pulse and cure my illness."
"Come in with me quickly."
Bai He grabbed Qin Feng's wrist and pushed the door open.
Qin Feng finally saw the Dragon King, an old man lying on a bamboo chair.
The old man's body is very tall, and even when he is lying there, he feels a strong sense of oppression.
The bamboo chair is specially made, like a double bed, so that it can accommodate the Dragon King's huge body.
His facial features were very rough, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, thick lips and a fat nose, and a thick beard. His silver-white hair was spread over the head of the chair, and he looked like he hadn't trimmed his hair in many years.
His arms and legs were paralyzed and hanging to the side, and only his head could move.
When his eyes were fixed on Qin Feng, Qin Feng, like the Tigers behind him, almost knelt on the ground.
It wasn't that he actively wanted to kneel down, but there was a strong aura rushing towards his face, like a mountain or a river, making his knees shaky and almost making him fall.
Qin Feng finally understood why everything felt ordinary when he entered this place, but it gave people an indescribable sense of majesty.
Because they have such a master. It is such a master who gives them strong dignity and life.
"Father, you, what's wrong with you?"
When Bai He saw the Dragon King, he immediately let go and ran over: "Your hands and feet, these are..."
"It seems I'm still too conservative."
Qin Feng shook his head: "You have realized the breakthrough. Fortunately, you can stop the loss in time. You can still survive even if you only lose your limbs."
"Um."
The Dragon King's eyes were as bright as lightning: "I didn't expect you to be a warrior and have achieved extraordinary things."
I don't know why, but when Qin Feng stood in front of this old man, he always felt like he was naked and being seen through.
"Practice martial arts just for fun."
"My main job is to be a doctor."
Qin Feng smiled and said: "I don't like fighting and killing."
"Can you please stop talking nonsense and get treatment quickly?"
Bai He's eyes were sharp: "Otherwise, you will never be able to leave this yard alive today!"
"Well, you were able to diagnose my condition just by listening to my voice."
"Now that you see me in person, you can take my pulse and see if my disease can be cured."
The Dragon King spoke, and with Bai He's support, stretched out one arm.
Qin Feng stood still, just looking at the Dragon King with a smile.
"I asked you to come up and feel your pulse, do you hear me?" Bai Hejiao shouted.
Qin Feng shook his head: "You just said that if I can't cure the Dragon King, you will kill me."
"But what if I cure the Dragon King?"
he asked provocatively.
"Oh, if you can't be cured, I will kill you."
Bai He stood up, showing a perfect figure that was half a head taller than Qin Feng:
"If it's cured, I'll marry you!"
Qin Feng's hand shook: "Then I will not treat you."