The next day, at six o'clock in the morning, Yang Xiuwen woke up from practicing and took a deep breath.

He sighed: "This is indeed a good place to practice. The water and wood attributes of spiritual energy are very different from those in Zhongjing.

I have only been in Nayun for a few days, and the fifth level of Qi training is about to reach its peak, and it won’t take long to break through!”

When we came to the yard, it was still dark all around.

The cry of the nightingale in the woods alarmed the native dogs in the village. First one barked, then two, then three...

Suddenly, the quiet village suddenly became lively.

Sitting cross-legged on the highest point in the village, the rising sun slowly rises, and the purple energy comes from the east and is absorbed into the body.

Opening your eyes, the smoke rising from the village formed a faint white cloud, coiled in the dense jungle, and then gradually dissipated, like a dream.

Everyone was up and busy as he asked.

At this time, two simple sheds had been set up in the Bai family's backyard, surrounded by cloth. This was mainly because Bai's father and Bai's mother were treated with almost no clothes on.

The roof of the shed was sparsely covered with straw, and sunlight could penetrate through the gaps.

This was also specially arranged by him to absorb the heat of the sun and block direct sunlight.

In the center of each shed was a fifty centimeter-high earthen stove, with a large iron pot sitting on top.

The pot is boiling with steam, and the smell of Chinese medicine is very strong.

After the potion was boiled, it was poured into two large wooden barrels, and some hot water was added. Yang Xiuwen tested the temperature and nodded.

He then directed Shui Maosheng and Wang Sheng to refill the iron pot with water, heat it up, and then place the wooden bucket containing the potion on it.

I looked up at the height of the rising sun and calculated the time. It was almost time.

He turned around and said, "Uncle Bai, Professor Wen, that's all right. Your mother and Feng Min will take care of your mother and go to the medicine bucket in the shed next to her."

Let's go and bring your father over."

According to Bai Yusheng, his father has been poisoned for ten years. When he was first poisoned, he was awake half the day and half asleep the other day. But gradually, the time he was awake became shorter and shorter, and he has been in a coma this year.

The clothes around him have been taken off, and he is only wearing a pair of shorts. His skin is dark gray and skinny.

Yang Xiuwen held him up, it was very light and he estimated that it only weighed about fifty pounds.

Carefully put him into the barrel and let Professor Bai hold him.

He told Shui and Wang, "Remember, don't extinguish the stove fire and keep it at the current temperature. Aunt Bai, Feng Min, the same goes for you."

After saying that, he waved his hand and five silver needles appeared in his hand.

After high-frequency disinfection, it was quickly inserted into Father Bai's chest to form a plum blossom shape.

Yang Xiuwen used this technique for the first time, called Heart-Protecting Five Elements Plum Blossom Needle, which is specifically designed to protect the heart meridians.

Each silver needle was introduced by him with a trace of spiritual energy, gold, wood, water, fire and earth.

Mr. Bai stood by the window on the second floor, watching everything in the backyard. When Yang Xiuwen used the Five Elements Plum Blossom Acupuncture, his eyes lit up.

Secret words in his mind: "Yes, he is indeed a cultivator. This kind of acupuncture technique only appears in legends, and only monks can perform it."

Yang Xiuwen turned around and entered the room, and soon brought out two bowls of soup.

The decoction was carefully prepared by him, using a clever combination of various traditional Chinese medicines to nourish the five internal organs. The most important thing was to add the blood of the spiritual beast White Snake and purple Ganoderma lucidum.

The medicinal soup is dark brown in color with a layer of lavender mist on the surface. Yang Xiuwen calls it Ziling Tang.

He handed one of the bowls to Aunt Bai and asked her to serve her mother-in-law and drink it.

He put his hand under Father Bai's neck. Father Bai opened his mouth and poured the medicinal liquid into his throat. He pressed his finger on his throat and gently slid it down. He swallowed the medicinal liquid without a drop.

The next step is to wait...

Bai Mu was the first to react. Feng Min shouted: "Xiu Wen, grandma seems to be in pain. She sweats a lot and it's all black. What should I do?"

Through the cloth, Yang Xiuwen said: "Sister Min, don't be nervous, you are detoxifying."

Chong Weibuli said, "Grandma, you have to hold back. You are not deeply poisoned. Just hold on."

Aunt Bai, pay attention to the stove fire and keep it warm."

At this time, Father Bai began to struggle, and the cyan blood vessels exposed on the surface of the skin trembled and twisted.

The person is not awake, but the severe pain drives the body to react instinctively.

The mouth is very big "Ah, ah, ah!".

Bai Yusheng held down his father who was struggling fiercely, and Wen Dexing also stepped forward to help.

Yang Xiuwen said: "This is a critical moment. The poison in your father's body has begun to be discharged. The pain is normal. His heart veins are protected by my acupuncture, so don't worry."

Time passed little by little, and everyone felt that it was so long. Five minutes, ten minutes, an hour...

The potion in the barrel began to emit an unpleasant smell, which became stronger and stronger.

Yang Xiuwen looked at the clock, then at Father Bai, who was unconscious and no longer struggling, and said, "That's it. Remove the fire and lift the barrel down."

He said to the other side of Buwei: "Aunt Bai, Feng Min, help grandma get out of the barrel. Remember, don't touch the potion in the barrel."

He personally helped Bai Yusheng's father out and wiped his whole body with clean warm water.

Everyone discovered that Bai's father had undergone great changes. His skin was no longer dark gray, but tended towards a normal skin color.

There was also some blood starting to appear on his face.

Bai Mu came out after scrubbing.

Everyone was even more shocked.

Part of her gray hair turned black, she was full of energy, her face was rosy, and she seemed to be a different person.

Wen Dexing, Shui Maosheng, Wang Sheng and Feng Min witnessed all this with their own eyes.

They looked at each other, opened their mouths and said the same word - immortal.

Then they all shook their heads, impossible! How is it possible!

But they had no idea that their guess was right, Yang Xiuwen was an immortal cultivator.

For Bai Yusheng and Shui Xiaoya, the longings they had dreamed about for ten years have now come true and truly appeared before their eyes.

I can’t believe it, I still can’t believe it, I feel like I’m still dreaming.

Bai Yusheng pinched himself, then stepped forward and tried to touch his mother's hair and face.

It's true, I couldn't hold it in any longer, and my tears flowed down.

Sobbing "Ama, Ama!..."

Shui Xiaoya hugged her mother-in-law and burst into tears.

Wen Dexing and Feng Min wanted to come forward to comfort them, but Yang Xiuwen stopped them and shook their heads.
Chapter completed!