swordsman in the heavens

Yi Tianheng removed his right hand from Mrs. Feng's wrist.

He has already used his true energy to circulate through the opponent's body.

Zhenqi is the condensed substance of his vitality, which is transformed from the essence of flesh and blood. It is extremely friendly to the human body and has the function of detecting all changes in the body.

He has already felt the crux of the problem: the flesh and blood essence of the other party's body is getting scarce day by day, and the production cannot keep up with the consumption. Especially since there is a big absorber of energy in the belly - a baby, the body can't bear it even more.

Yi Tianheng sighed: "There is indeed something wrong with the origin of the body. If it continues at this rate, I'm afraid that after giving birth to the child..."

Mrs. Feng and Feng Zhenghao looked at each other with bitterness.

If God wants to bring disaster, what will humans do?

Mrs. Feng's face was pale, and she held Feng Zhenghao tightly with her equally pale palms, and smiled pretending to be relaxed: "At least I can still stay with them for a while. Ah Hao has put aside the affairs of the World Association for me and is with me wholeheartedly.

I, this period is the happiest and happiest time for me, I have nothing to regret."

Feng Zhenghao forced a smile: "Madam, you will be fine."

But all three people know that this is just self-comfort. If there is no solution, the outcome is already obvious.

Yi Tianheng pondered for a while.

He has already tidied up his "hands".

But he discovered that even if the "two hands" could cure Feng Zhenghao's wife's illness, they still needed to solve a problem that stood in front of them.

The practice of any skill is to absorb spiritual energy from the heaven and earth, or to transform the essence of flesh and blood to accumulate the energy of the Dantian. The former does not damage the essence of flesh and blood, but nourishes the flesh and blood more. "Double Hands" is exactly this kind of skill, except that the spiritual energy

The requirements for the physical body and soul are not generally high, and Feng Zhenghao's wife's current state is really...

Yi Tianheng looked at Feng Zhenghao and winked.

Feng Zhenghao had previously asked him not to tell his wife about the matter of "exchanging his whole hands for his spiritual generals", otherwise, with his wife's temper, she would never let him change the foundation of the Feng family.

Feng Zhenghao understood, and turned to Mrs. Feng and said, "You can rest inside first. Tian Heng and I will go out to discuss this. He is the younger brother of the Longhu Mountain Tianshi. Maybe the Tianshi Mansion will be able to do something about it."

Mrs. Feng held Feng Zhenghao's hand tightly and smiled slightly, like a white lotus blooming in the snow. She said: "Life and death are determined by fate, Ah Hao. I will have no regrets in my life if I can be husband and wife with you. Don't force it.

do you know?"

Feng Zhenghao's eyes under the frame shone with tears, and he nodded. Then he and Yi Tianheng walked out of the room.

After leaving the room, the two of them walked towards the backyard.

At this time, Yi Tianheng looked at Feng Zhenghao and sighed: "President Feng, both hands can indeed cure Mrs. Ling's illness, but..."

Feng Zhenghao asked anxiously: "But what?"

Yi Tianheng said: "But to practice the dual hands, you first need to have a healthy body to guide the spiritual energy. Your wife's body is too weak. I am afraid that she cannot bear the flow of the breath from both hands, which may aggravate the decline of the body."

Feng Zhenghao was shocked, staggered, and was about to fall to one side.

Yi Tianheng quickly stretched out his hand to support him.

He looked at Feng Zhenghao's dejected look and felt faint sympathy.

He knew that Feng Zhenghao loved his wife very much, and this affection could be seen from his willingness to give up the foundation of the Feng family, the "Gu Ling Sending General" in exchange for "Both Hands".

Now that I heard this bad news, I was naturally devastated.

Feng Zhenghao's appearance reminded him of the little dragon girl who was still in the Shendiao Universe.

It has been three or four years since I last saw Long Er. Every time I think of the little dragon girl’s voice and smile, my heart aches. However, the space-time ring has never given him a chance to return to the Divine Eagle Universe. Every time he asks, he only says:

"After you become the number one master in the main world, everything will be as you wish." Or simply ignore it.

He thought in his heart: "You, Feng Zhenghao, just lost your wife. At least we have lived together for decades and had several children. And I don't know that it will take hundreds of thousands of years to reunite with Long'er, and then

Maybe some kind of disaster will happen to you, and you can't tell whether you will die or not. What else do you have to be sad about?"

Yi Tianheng calmed down and said the solution he thought of: "President Feng, actually there is a solution to this problem."

Feng Zhenghao looked at Yi Tianheng and said in surprise: "Really?"

Yi Tianheng nodded and said: "As long as Madam Ling's body can be strengthened, she can withstand the changes brought about by both hands and gradually get better. The way to strengthen the body is to replenish vitality. You need to ask Mr. Wang about this. He is

An expert in this field.”

After saying that, Feng Zhenghao immediately turned around, walked to the lobby, and made a call on the landline.

Yi Tianhengze was still in the backyard. After waiting for a while, Feng Zhenghao appeared in front of him with a prescription in his hand, his expression a little solemn.

Yi Tian took it over and took a look.

The font is very beautiful, it is Zhao Mengfu's running script.

He was very curious in his heart what kind of prescription the old man Wang Zizhong would give.

You must know that Feng Zhenghao's wife is already considered hopeless. What method can help a nearly hopeless person to strengthen his body to the point where he can practice both hands in just two or three months?

He laid out the paper. The words were not horizontal but vertical. On the far right it was written: The Four Saints Gui Yuan Tang!

Now Yi Tianheng became interested. The Four Saints refer to the Eastern divine beast Qinglong, the Southern divine beast Phoenix, the Western divine beast White Tiger, and the Northern divine beast Xuanwu. Anyone who can use the name of the Four Saints is a very powerful recipe.

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After reading more, he realized that these were actually four prescriptions, namely: Qinglong Guiyuan Decoction, Phoenix Guiyuan Decoction, White Tiger Guiyuan Decoction, and Xuanwu Guiyuan Decoction.

The other ingredients of these soup recipes are similar, only the main ingredients are different, that is to say, Qinglong Guiyuan Decoction uses dragon blood, Phoenix Guiyuan Decoction uses phoenix blood, Baihu Guiyuan Decoction uses white tiger blood, and Xuanwu Guiyuan Decoction uses dragon blood.

Use Xuanwu blood.

Of course, it is not necessary to actually use the blood of mythical beasts. It is just a metaphor to show the power of this recipe.

It says on the back: Take the medicine for a week to replenish your Qi and restore your vitality, strengthen your body, and make your body three times stronger than an ordinary person.

Yi Tianheng couldn't help but ask: "Other auxiliary medicines such as century-old ginseng and Tianshan snow lotus are also rare, but they are not impossible to buy as long as they cost a lot of money. At least with Mr. Wang's connections, these are not difficult. It's just about what to use as the main medicine."

Replacement?"

Feng Zhenghao gritted his teeth, his face was very solemn, as if he had eaten a piece of shit. He said: "The blood of the blue dragon must be replaced with the blood of the snake with long horns, and the blood of the phoenix must be replaced with the blood of the fire crow growing in the crater.

, the white tiger blood should be replaced with the blood of a tiger that has lived for more than two hundred years, and the Xuanwu blood should be replaced with the blood of a thousand-year-old turtle."

Only then did Yi Tianheng realize why Feng Zhenghao looked so embarrassed.

Where did you find these things?

It takes five hundred years for a snake to turn into a dragon. There may really be a dragon in this world, but where can you find a snake that has been cultivated for five hundred years? Even if you can find it, how long will it take? Why can you get it after you find it?

Fire crow? I have never heard of this thing, but how simple can something that can be compared to a dragon snake be?

Tigers that are more than two hundred years old are also monsters! The situation is similar to the previous two. As for the thousand-year-old tortoise, there may be many in this world, but how many of them must be caught to feed them for a week?

Yi Tianheng sighed: "What can we do? Can we find these things?"

Feng Zhenghao actually nodded and said: "There is one in the Millennium Bastard's family, and it is Sha Yan's favorite Xiao Lu."

At this time, a childish voice suddenly came: "Dad, don't kill Xiaolu!"

Yi Tianheng and Feng Zhenghao looked over and saw Feng Shayan standing at the door with tears streaming down her face.