[Chapter 250 Achieving the Innate Creation]
With the help of spiritual consciousness, Yang Yiyu corrected the tendons and bones of Duanmu Wen’s broken arm, supported it with one hand, and took out a drop of water of life with the other hand and dripped it on the joint of Duanmu Wen’s broken arm.
According to the master, the water of life can be taken both internally and externally.
Take it internally to treat internal injuries, and apply it externally to treat all external injuries.
After the emerald water of life dripped on Duanmu Wen’s broken arm, Yang Yiyu saw a burst of green light, which kept circling the wound.
In the spiritual consciousness, I saw that at the wound of Duanmu Wen’s broken arm, the meridians began to grow again…
This is a very magical scene.
Yang Yiyu himself couldn’t believe it. It was really as the master said that the water of life had the effect of rebirth of broken arms and spring of dead wood.
It can grow meridians again, change the bones that have been severely injured, grow again, and make the flesh and blood continue to plump up. This is a miracle, the rebirth of broken arms.
Although the master had said before that it had the effect of bringing the dead back to life, this one was probably a bit exaggerated, but the scene happening now was real.
The process of repair and reshaping was very fast.
Yang Yiyu noticed that Duanmu Wen’s face was twitching, so he asked him, “Uncle Wen, how do you feel?”
At this time, Duanmu Wen strictly obeyed Yang Yiyu’s words, his eyes were closed and he didn’t open them. When he heard Yang Yiyu’s question, his figure trembled and said, “Young Master, I… I feel… a slight itchy pain from the wound on my broken arm~”
Itchy pain means that there is consciousness!
Duanmu Wen is not a child. He is a 69-year-old ancient warrior. How can he not understand that the itchy pain on the broken arm means that the broken arm has consciousness, and the possibility of being cured by the young master is very high.
At this moment, Duanmu Wen simply regarded Yang Yiyu as a god.
He was so excited that he couldn’t control himself. According to this situation, his broken arm might really recover.
Yang Yiyu grinned and said, “Uncle Wen wants to congratulate you. If there is itching and pain, it means that my treatment has worked. A miracle is about to happen. Just bear with it~”
“Yeah, thank you for your kindness, young master.” Duanmu Wen’s tone was extremely excited.
At this time, Duanmu Xingtian woke up: “My dear grandson~”
Duanmu Xingtian got up and saw Yang Yiyu treating Duanmu Wen’s broken arm. He thought about it and understood that his injury and Duanmu Wen’s injury were both cured by Yang Yiyu.
Duanmu Xingtian is very clear about his own body. Now he feels that there is no trace of injury inside and outside his body. More importantly, he seems to have touched a vague portal.
This makes Duanmu Xingtian so excited that he can’t help himself.
What this vague portal is, he knows better than anyone else.
It is the dragon gate of the innate myth, which I have heard the ancestor of the family mentioned before.
I never thought that one day he, Duanmu Xingtian, would touch the threshold of the innate.
But now, I feel it clearly.
Duanmu Xingtian believes that in time, he can reach the level of his ancestors and achieve the innate myth.
He now understood that it was his grandson Yang Yiyun who gave him the opportunity to achieve innateness.
However, Duanmu Xingtian was thinking of Yang Yiyun’s elixir, because Yang Yiyun had given him a huge and energetic elixir before.
Duanmu Xingtian, who woke up, felt that his whole body had a feeling of being reborn, very light, and the meridians and bones of his whole body were tougher than before. His
physical condition was better than ever.
Yang Yiyun saw his grandfather Duanmu Xingtian’s rosy face, and knew that his injuries had healed, so he smiled and said, “Grandpa, how do you feel?” He
valued the water of life more and more in his heart. He didn’t expect that it could make ancient warriors achieve innateness. This is a very remarkable effect.
“Good, good, good~” Duanmu Xingtian didn’t know how to describe his excitement and physical condition at this time, and said several good words in a row.
At this time, Duanmu Wen’s arm in Yang Yiyun’s hand also trembled slightly. He saw in his spiritual consciousness that Duanmu Wen’s broken arm was intact.
“Uncle Wen can open his eyes~” he said with a smile.
Duanmu Wen opened his eyes and tried to move his broken arm. He found that it was extremely flexible without any obstacles. The rotten flesh of the whole broken arm also returned to its original state. It didn’t look like he had walked through the belly of a two-headed python at all. There was no trace of injury.
Duanmu Wen was so excited that he immediately fell to the ground: “Thank you for your kindness, young master. If you need me again in the future, Duanmu Wen is willing to
die for me.” Duanmu Wen knew that the young master had not only cured his broken arm today, but also the toxins from the two-headed python bite. Although this toxin is unknown at the moment, he will not be able to make any progress in martial arts in the future. He might die slowly.
This is a life-saving grace.
“Uncle Wen, please get up quickly. If it weren’t for you and grandpa today, I’m afraid I would be in danger. To be honest, I am ashamed of the dead Duanmu family members.” Yang Yiyu thought of Duanmu Lei and a group of Duanmu family disciples who were killed before, and he also felt guilty.
At this time, Duanmu Xingtian said, “My dear grandson, Grandpa has a son and a daughter. Your mother can be said to be the apple of the eye of the entire Duanmu family. However, Grandpa failed to protect her because of the internal struggle within the family. Grandpa feels guilty towards your mother, and even more guilty towards you and your siblings.
Remember, from now on you are a member of the Duanmu family, and the grandson of me, Duanmu Xingtian. I believe that the sons and daughters of the family who died in the battle today will be happy that the family has such an outstanding young master like you. I have to be polite. Grandpa doesn’t have many relatives left.”
Yang Yiyun was very moved. He knew that when his grandfather said that there were not many relatives, he was referring to the direct members of the Duanmu family. The entire Duanmu family plus its branches was very large, but like many families, the direct lineage would never be many. He
also learned from his grandfather that he seemed to have a cheap uncle.
He could also hear that his grandfather was full of guilt and heartache after mentioning his mother.
After the three of them talked for a while, seeing that it was getting late, Yang Yiyun quickly took out his mobile phone to contact Dugu Wuqing and Qingque.
Although someone might chase them before, Yang Yiyun believed that with Dugu Wuqing, they should be able to deal with it.
Anyway, the real enemies had been killed by him and his grandfather.
The call was quickly connected, and Dugu Wuqing’s voice came: “Sir, how are you? Are you okay? Where are you?”
Hearing Dugu Wuqing’s worried question, Yang Yiyun felt warm in her heart. She cared about him very much.
“I’m fine, where are you? Is anyone injured?” Yang Yiyun asked.
“We are all fine, we have already arrived at the base here.”
“That’s good, let’s do this, you come to Anzhou to meet me, the crisis here is basically exposed.”
“Okay, we’ll come right over.”
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After hanging up the phone, according to Duanmu Xingtian’s meaning, return to the Duanmu family. Liancheng Haipeng is dead, and no one in the South can cause harm to the Duanmu family.
And Duanmu Wen has also contacted the family’s support and has found the nearby forests.
After several people walked out of the forest, they saw a car parked on the side of the road. The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a resolute and anxious face, and a bit similar to his grandfather’s face.
Yang Yiyu guessed that it should be his cheap uncle-Duanmu Long!
Sure enough, he shouted father to Duanmu Xingtian from a distance.
After the two sides met, after a brief conversation, Duanmu Xingtian directly ordered to meet the family.
When leaving, Duanmu Xingtian asked his son Duanmu Long to drive, and then took Yang Yiyu’s hand to get in the car, and the three of them took a car.
After driving, Duanmu Long was very surprised. His father Duanmu Xingtian had never been so kind to a younger generation. He had not introduced Yang Yiyu, and he did not know who he was.
“Dad, who is this little brother?” Duanmu Long asked in a low voice while driving and looking at the rearview mirror.
“He is your sister’s child, Yang Yiyu, my grandson, your nephew.” Duanmu Xingtian said slowly.
“Crack~” Duanmu Long suddenly stepped on the brakes, making a harsh sound and shaking.
“Dad…what did you say?” After stopping the car, Duanmu Long asked with his eyes wide open. He didn’t know that his sister had a child back then. He only knew that she entered the Death Desert and never came back.
As for his sister Duanmu Wan’er, Duanmu Long, as a brother, loved her very much since she was a child, but unfortunately the family struggle back then harmed her.
So Duanmu Long hated the branch lineage of that year very much.
Hearing his father suddenly say that this boy named Yang Yiyu was his sister Duanmu Wan’er’s child, Duanmu Long was not at peace.
Looking back at Yang Yiyu, he really saw some of his sister’s outline on his face.
Duanmu Long’s eyes moistened as he looked at Yang Yiyun, a tough guy.
(End of this chapter)
