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Text Chapter 133: Jintang Yang, the Master of Resurrection

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    Chongming Prefecture.

    Jintang Mansion.

    This Jintang is not the Jintang of people from one family, but the Jintang of one family and one surname.

    Gold works as a horse for Tangyu, and it is the Yang family.

    ?Palace with double towers, palaces like forests, covering the sky and the sun, Yang's mansion is magnificent and luxurious, no less than Wenqiu Palace, the ingenuity and exquisite layout of the palace towers are even better.

    After all, the Wenqiu royal family, the Jiang family, broke out in one dynasty, while the Yang family has been prosperous for hundreds of years, and has been rich for generations.

    In less than a day, Yang He was secretly escorted back to the Yang family. The news about his serious injury was only known to the core members of the Yang family. As for the rumors in the Jianghu, it has not had time to ferment in the future.

    In the quiet and elegant room, there is a faint fragrance of incense.

    Orbs like dove eggs adorn the palace walls, exuding a brilliant light.

    Yang He lay on his back on the bed, his face was gloomy, his eyes were dull, and he was no longer as vigorous as before.

    A beautiful woman with a good face was sitting obliquely on the head of the bed, holding one of Yang He's palms with both hands, with a gloomy expression and worried eyes.

    Besides this beautiful woman, there are two other people in the house.

    ?One person looks about thirty years old, with a majestic face and a strong breath, but there are traces of murderous intent between the opening and closing of his eyes.

    It was Jintang Yang's helmsman, Yang Yingjie.

    Yang Yingjie stared at the beautiful woman, and Yang He paused for a while, his face darkened, then he turned to look at the young man on the opposite side, and said in a deep voice, "Doctor Ye, how is the child?"

    "Patriarch Yang, please go outside and discuss in detail about Young Master Ling's injury." The young man waved his hand.

    "Don't!" Yang He, who was lying still, hissed suddenly, his eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was dry, as ugly as a crow's mournful cry: "Just say it here, I want to hear it."

    Hearing this, the young man looked at Yang Yingjie.

    This young man has a very ordinary face, but a pair of eyes are as bright as the stars. With these eyes, it is like a finishing touch, making the whole face lively and lively, making people feel more beautiful the more they look at it, and can't help it  I want to get closer to him.

    The master of resurrection, Ye Li!

    Although Ye Li is young, he has a high level of cultivation and superb medical skills. He is like a fish in water among the rich and powerful, and has a very high reputation.

    Yang Yingjie took a deep breath and said decisively, "Master Ye, please speak up."

    "Forget it." Ye Li sighed, and cupped his hands: "Please forgive Ye for his shallow medical skills, my son's eight orifices are all destroyed, even if I use the thirteen rejuvenation needles, it can only restrain the deterioration of the acupoints damage, and will not endanger you.  Life, but the young master's martial arts cultivation is useless! And"

    He hesitated a little, and when he saw the beautiful woman, Yang Yingjie looked at him with burning eyes, and said, "Only based on the current situation, the Niwan Shrine is safe for the time being, but the nine orifices are originally one, and the destruction of the eight orifices will affect the Niwan.  The shrine is only a matter of time."

    "How long?" Yang Yingjie asked with a serious face.

    "It's hard to say, maybe three to five years, or ten or eight years!" Ye Li said softly.

    When Yang He on the bed heard the words, his face was ashen, and the last bit of brilliance in his eyes faded, and he muttered to himself: "I'm useless, I'm a useless person, so I might as well die!"

    He suddenly yelled, heart-piercing: "Let me die, father, mother, kill me! I don't want to be a useless person!"

    "My He'er!" The beautiful woman looked miserable, and she let out a low cry, she fell on Yang He's body, hugged Yang He tightly with both hands, and wept softly.

    "Don't cry." Yang Yingjie persuaded a little irritably, but the beautiful woman turned her head and gave him a hard look, and said in a hateful voice: "Of course you don't have to be sad, you have other sons and daughters, but I  There is only one child like He'er, if He'er dies, I will die."

    "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't you think I'm sad when He'er has become like this?"

    Yang Yingjie looked gloomy.

    He was born as a concubine, and suffered many hardships when he was young. After wandering the rivers and lakes alone, he encountered many adventures and met several confidante friends. This beautiful woman is one of them.

    She is the daughter of the Lord of Thunderbolt. Yang Yingjie was able to defeat a group of "brothers and sisters" and successfully take charge of the Yang family. Thunderbolt also contributed a lot behind it.

    "Master Ye, is there no other way?" Yang Yingjie asked unwillingly.

    Ye Li paced around the room, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said: "There is indeed a way, but this way is also dangerous and unpredictable. Once it is used, there is no room for change."

    "What way?" Yang He struggled to get up, as if he had grabbed a stick.The straw of life, looked at Ye Li expectantly.

    Ye Li said in a deep voice: "This method is a body training method obtained by Ye Mou. To practice this method, you need to introduce spiritual soldiers into your body, replace the acupoints with spiritual soldiers, and transform yourself into a body of spiritual soldiers! That's it!  Not only is the cultivation base greatly improved, but it is also indestructible.¡±

    "It's just that a spirit weapon is hard to find, and secondly, a spirit weapon is manic. It's extremely difficult to tame a spirit weapon just by refining it. What's more, if you want to introduce it into your body and coexist with a spirit weapon, if you are not careful, you will set yourself on fire.  It¡¯s a narrow escape.¡±

    Ye Li shook his head.

    The beautiful woman had already turned pale when she heard that, she hugged Yang He tightly, and said anxiously: "He'er, this method will definitely not work, there must be other ways to cure you."

    "No!" Yang He's eyes immediately became firm, as if he had regained his former confidence: "Mother, just use this method, believe me, I will succeed!"

    Yang He gritted his teeth tightly, and the scene of Xiao Shishilang's careless slap of the palm appeared in front of his eyes, which made him fall to this point.

    "I, Yang He, will never die before I report this great humiliation!"

    Yang Yingjie looked at Ye Li and said, "This matter is very important. We still need to discuss it for a while. I have worked hard for Doctor Ye. Please go to the wing for a while."

    Yang Yingjie summoned his servants and took Ye away from the VIP room.

    "Father! Mother!" Yang He looked at Yang Yingjie and the beautiful woman beggingly.

    The beautiful woman was eager to love her son, but wavered again, and said, "Yingjie, the scimitar in that bastard surnamed Xiao"

    A strong murderous intent appeared on Yang Yingjie's face, and he said in a serious tone: "You don't need to remind me, I won't let Xiao Shishilang go, it's just that the scimitar has too many people on its way, Tianmingmen, Iron Wing Guards  With these people intervening, I may not be able to get it."

    "Then use the one that is treasured at home!" the beautiful woman said kindly.

    Yang Yingjie frowned: "That is the deepest heritage in the family, how can it be easily used?"

    "You are the head of the family. If you speak, who would dare to object? Unless you don't want to save He'er at all!" the beautiful woman screamed.

    Yang Yingjie stomped his feet, turned around and left the room.

    After the beautiful woman took care of Yang He and fell asleep, she walked into the yard, and when she looked up, she saw an old man beaming with joy, his brows seemed to be smiling, and he couldn't help frowning, feeling very displeased.
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