Chapter 1029

After returning from the Mo family, Lin Tian stayed in the villa for a few days, read medical books and practiced Taoist health preserving skills. Without permission, the villa was a little less lively, which made Lin Tian a little bit unaccustomed to the empty villa.

The competition with the witch doctor school is very urgent. Lin Tian focuses on calmness and hopes to win the competition, and the troubles of the outside world can only be put aside.

A thousand things, fortunately there are blue smoke Mei to deal with, Lin Tian only focus on doing their own things.

Holding the medical treasure left by his parents, he leans on the bamboo cane chair and gently shakes it. He is very relaxed and leisurely. Outside the villa, Xiao Hei is doing special training for himself. He is a strong man. Last time he was injured, he felt very ashamed and constantly strengthened his muscles, so that he was demanding.

Lin Tian didn't stop him. He just boiled some medicine to help him recover his strength.

Xiao Hei is a person who is not good at expression. After the training, he takes up the hot soup on the table. He doesn't say a word of nonsense. He drinks the soup in one breath, and the cold light in his eyes becomes very soft.

"I've left some food for you on the table. I'll eat it after drinking the soup. Don't forget to wash the bowl after eating it." Lin Tian confessed and went to the second floor without looking back.

Turning the handle of the door, I found Tang Ya waiting for him on the sofa of the room, who had not been exposed for several days.

"Tang ya, where have you been these days?" Lin Tian smiles happily. To tell you the truth, he doesn't see Tang ya. He really misses her. Although the girl looks a little cold, she always protects him when she is in danger.

"Grandfather needs you." Tang Ya didn't answer Lin Tian's question directly. She said coldly.

"What happened to him?" Lin Tian is surprised, and repeats the picture of long Jun when he is seriously ill.

"I'll know when I go. I'll wait for you downstairs!" With that, Tang Ya opens the window and disappears in front of Lin Tian.

Lin Tian shook his head and sighed: "this girl, don't you know there are stairs in the world? It's a headache to have to crawl around. "

Discontent is discontent. He doesn't dare to delay long Jun's business. He changes his home clothes and puts on his clothes. Lin Tian has long lost his rustic style when he arrived in Yanjing, and his clothes have become extremely low-key and luxurious.

Out of the room, downstairs to see small black is still eating a big breakfast, Lin Tian confessed: "I go out a trip."

Xiao Hei dropped his chopsticks and looked up at him.

Lin Tian waved his hand with a smile and said, "I went with Tang ya."

Xiao Hei lowered his head and ate the rice in the bowl, no longer looking at Lin Tian.

Lin Tian walked out of the villa. Tangya's signature Hummer stopped not far away. He trotted all the way to Tangya's car and waved with a smile: "Tangya, Hello!"

"Cut the crap and get in the car!" Tang Ya didn't plan to give him face at all, which embarrassed Lin Tian who wanted to liven up the atmosphere.

After half an hour's trekking, he arrived at the sanatorium where Longjun lived. Longjun was sitting leisurely by the pond fishing, looking good. Seeing that he was ok, Lin Tian was a little relieved.

Smiling, he went forward to say hello. Before he came near, long Jun, who focused on fishing, took the initiative to say, "are you here?"

"Here it is Lin Tian walked by and looked down at the fish basket, which was empty. He joked: "long Jun is not lucky today."

Tang ya, who came with Lin Tiantong, stood not far away and looked at the pavilion opposite the pond. She didn't know what was bothering her. Her eyes were cold and lifeless.

"During this period of time, she became more and more angry." Long Jun put away his fishing rod and lowered his head to say something, like saying it to Lin Tian or to himself.

Lin Tian knew that a lot of things had happened to Longnu, which filled her heart with anger and made her get well again. He promised, "Longjun, don't worry, I will cure you."

Long Jun took the fishing rod away, put it into the barrel, picked up the fish basket that didn't catch a fish, and said without squinting, "I'm not here to treat Tang Ya today."

"That's..." long Jun is tall and strong. He's in his seventies. He's like a mountain walking in front of him. Lin Tianyang's neck chases him and asks, "long Jun, slow down. What's the matter?"

"Younger martial brother Lian has been hurt!" Long juntou did not return, directly put down a word.

Lin Tian, who is running after long Jun all the way, is a little bit sluggish. Lian FengChen has old wounds on his body, but it's not easy for someone to hurt him. On second thought, only one person can do it.

"Long Aotian, is that too much?" Lin Tian clenched his teeth and clenched his fists. The veins on his arm appeared and said, "I'll make him pay the price."

Long Jun's steps didn't stop, and he didn't answer. Like a guide, he took Lin Tian to the room where he practiced sealing dust.

LAN Yanmei arranges long Jun in a courtyard with four entrances and four exits. One of them uses long Jun to arrange the seriously injured Lian FengChen. As soon as Lin Tiangang enters the room, he smells a strong and familiar smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Honeysuckle, forsythia, squid bone, Fritillaria thunbergii, Pinellia ternata, Bletilla striata, Panax Notoginseng Powder, angelica..." Lin Tian quickly distinguished the ingredients of boiled traditional Chinese medicine from the flavor of traditional Chinese medicine, and said one by one. However, as for the curative effect, he had to see the situation of internal injury of dust sealing before he could elaborate.

Lian FengChen saw someone come into the room and tried hard to sit up. He was just half up, and his chest was stuffy, which caused a violent cough. After coughing for a long time, he vomited a mouthful of thick blood.

Long Jun went to the bedside of Lian FengChen, half sat down and pressed him on the bed, saying: "younger martial brother Lian, I'll let Lin Tian take a look for you."

Lian FengChen, who suffered a serious internal injury, coughed violently, and his face became sick. With the help of long Jun, he lay down and looked at Lin Tianke and said, "please!"

Lin Tian smiles, carefully examines the pulse for Lian FengChen, raises his head and asks, "who has prescribed the prescription for Lian Shibo?"

Boiled Chinese medicine can play a certain role in the internal injury of practicing FengChen, but it is not easy to cure it. Long Jun replied, "Yan Dongyang."

"No wonder." Lin Tianyi is obviously a master of medicine with his experience and experience. When he hears that Yan Dongyang is relieved, not that he is too much hearted, but that he is forced to compete with the witch doctor. If an unknown master comes out, he may cause great trouble.

Boiling Chinese medicine can only cure the symptoms, but not the root cause. Lin Tian needs to use acupuncture to seal the dust for his practice. He took out a few silver needles from the needle bag near the collapse of the bed, which he had prepared for a long time, and used alcohol cotton to eliminate the poison, so he began to seal the dust for his practice.

"How dare the boy named long attack me!" Lian FengChen's eyes soared sharply, not willing to mumble a word.

Long Jun appeases Lian FengChen, who seems restless. Lin Tianyan looks at his nose, nose and heart, and waves the silver needle in his hand to cure Lian FengChen. Since last time he reached the state of being too empty, he hasn't used it for a long time.

Shenyou in the void to achieve the existence of Yuanshen in the way of Shenyou, through the silver needle as a bridge to connect each other, into the damaged place of patients for repair.

The spirit of Lin Tian, who is wandering in vain, enters into the body of practicing FengChen as if he had entered into a vast and ethereal universe. The vastness is boundless, and the muscles and veins are connected with each other like tracks.

Qi flows through the whole body, supporting the operation of the human body. Especially the masters of martial arts practice it to the top. To speak, mysterious things do exist in the body.

Lin Tian's Yuanshen wanders to the injured area where he practices FengChen. He is surprised to find that his tendons and veins are like a road in disrepair. The bumpy, mottled and blurred tendons and veins on it. Because of the time, most of them have been closed, making Qi unable to pass here.

It's just like this. Lian FengChen often feels inexplicable chest tightness when he connects Qi here, so that he can't improve his martial arts any more. He has been troubled by it for more than ten years.

It's very troublesome to repair the old trouble. Lin Tiangen couldn't start because of the lack of two needles after nine needles of Youlong.

Compared with the long suffering and new injuries, Lin Tian is better able to heal them. As long as he uses Han Shanshou who has nine needles, he can seal the fierce Qi of the tendons and let them grow slowly. Most of the tendons and tendons have the function of self-healing.

As long as you seal up the fury, you can repair it in ten days and a half months.

It's not too late. Lin Tian didn't think about it any more. He used yuan Shen to use Hanshan's hand to deal with the injured tendons. Before he learned how to swim in Taixu, Lin Tian mostly introduced his internal force into the patient's body through silver needles. He used all the cold Qi of Hanshan's hand to treat the patient's injury.

Now it's quite different. Lin Tian's yuan Shen directly contacts with the injured tendons, and then the cold air blows from Lin Tian's yuan Shen's mouth, freezing the injured tendons.

The icy wind, such as the Siberian wind, covered with snow and ice, and the sleepy Lian FengChen, could not help fighting a cold war. There was an indescribable comfort.

After about 15 minutes, Lin Tian had sealed up the fury of the damaged tendons, and the rest could only be completed by time. This also made him think about the importance of the second needling. If he learned it, he would have the effect of bringing the dead back to life.

Lin Tian gradually recovers from the wandering Taixu. He's sweating all over, soaking his back. The sweat drips down his hair.

"Hard work." Long Jun picked up the towel of the basin full of hot water and handed it to Lin Tian. He said, "wipe it!"

Lin Tian took the towel and said thank you. He wiped his face carelessly. Fortunately, he said, "Uncle Lian, I'm not seriously hurt. As long as I have a good rest, I can recover soon."

"He suffered a big loss this time. I'm sure he'll get it back with his character. I'm afraid of him..." long Jun subconsciously glanced at Lian FengChen who was sleeping. Then he said with ease: "I'm afraid that if he doesn't get well, I'll go to find long Aotian for revenge."

"It doesn't matter. He hasn't been lucky recently. He can't even walk fast and gasp, unless he's not dying. If he wants to get revenge, he'll get better." Lin Tian knows that his muscles and veins are sealed and his Qi can't swim normally. It will take a while for him to get revenge.

Long Juncai nodded at ease and said with a smile: "Lin Tian, thank you."

In the past, long Jun was more dignified and less friendly than Lin Tian. Today, when I spoke with him, I felt as relaxed and casual as a friend I have known for a long time. To his surprise, long Jun often put his smile on his face.

"Don't you care at all?" Lin Tian doesn't understand how long Jun, who is driven out of the Dragon rage, can be so relaxed. Let alone revenge, he doesn't even have the idea of hatred.

Long Jun's hair is wild, his face is full of wrinkles, and his figure is tall and straight. Even if the king of long Nu loses his power, his momentum still makes the four princes surrender and dare not rebel.