"What?" Yi Feng's words suddenly made Wu Yonghong, who had a withered complexion, stare with wide eyes, looking at Yi Feng expectantly with his whole face.
"Sir, you, do you mean my injury can still be cured?"
Wu Yonghong's trembling voice came out, and his whole body shook uncontrollably with excitement.
"Of course it can. Although it's quite severe, it hasn't reached the point where it can't be cured. Don't worry, it's no big deal," Yi Feng said softly.
Yi Feng's words shocked the three people present at that moment.
They had never heard of anyone being able to repair a shattered dantian. Even in the Immortal Jiang Continent, there was a good saying that it's easier to revive the dead than to repair a shattered dantian.
However, in this person's words, it was no big deal?
For a while, the three people admired Yi Feng with their entire beings, especially his aloof and detached manner, which made them awe him even more from the bottom of their hearts.
As he spoke, Yi Feng took off the bamboo basket on his back and took out a few herbs.
Then he kneaded the herbs together and slapped them on Wu Yonghong's abdomen, covering his injury.
"Alright, hold it with your hands!"
After finishing it casually, Yi Feng continued to put on the bamboo basket.
This...
Would it work?
Wu Yonghong stared blankly as he covered his stomach, feeling a little doubtful in his heart. It wasn't that he didn't believe in Yi Feng, but could these incomprehensible herbs really heal his shattered dantian with a slap?
But the next moment, his eyes widened in shock as his whole body shook violently.
The herbs were now emitting a warm heat, and this warmth turned into a pure force, condensing towards his shattered dantian. In less than a moment, his shattered dantian already showed signs of repairing.
Seeing Wu Yonghong's appearance, Chu Kuangshi and Sun Zhuge beside him also showed surprise. To make Wu Yonghong reveal such an appearance, it was obvious that the medicine had taken effect.
"It's really repairing?"
The two asked in unison.
Wu Yonghong nodded solemnly.
"Hiss!"
The two looked at each other and couldn’t help sucking in a breath of cold air. They looked at Yi Feng with awe.
Such means...
Unprecedented!
"Boom!"
At this moment, Wu Yonghong, agitated, directly knelt on the ground. His voice trembling, he said solemnly, "Sir's kindness, Wu Yonghong will never forget even when toothless."
"It's just a small matter, nothing serious at all, why be so polite."
Seeing Wu Yonghong kneeling on the ground, Yi Feng shook his head. This old man was probably agitated because he thought he was going to die.
But Wu Yonghong refused to get up. For a martial cultivator to be crippled of his dantian was even more unbearable than death. Yi Feng's actions were even more important than saving his life in his eyes.
"Sir, last time you sold me the God Rake at a low price, and this time you have shown me such great kindness. I, Wu Yonghong, have no way to repay you. Please take me as your servant!" Wu Yonghong said tremblingly, knocking his head on the ground.
"You are too polite."
Yi Feng wanted to pull Wu Yonghong up, but as soon as he pulled him up, he knelt down again. This made Yi Feng quite emotional.
The people of this different world, their sense of gratitude was still pretty good.
It was just a rake and some herbs, yet he was so grateful.
Seeing Wu Yonghong kneeling on the ground refusing to get up, Yi Feng sighed and said, "Then let's do it this way. From now on you can help me out, there is a piece of wasteland behind my martial arts hall that I plan to reclaim and grow some crops on casually."
"Thank you, thank you Sir. I am willing to die for you."
Wu Yonghong's eyes brimmed with hot tears, and only then did he excitedly get up.
While Chu Kuangshi was happy for Wu Yonghong, he was also full of envy. Being able to follow the Sir, the benefits Wu Yonghong could gain in the future would be endless!
"Alright, I'm going to continue into the mountains. You guys go back to Pingjiang City first!" After the courtesy, Yi Feng said softly and continued into the depths with the little bamboo basket on his back.
"Sir, why don't we follow you into the mountains?" Wu Yonghong hurriedly said, "That way, we can carry things for you and the like on the road."
"Yeah, yeah!"
Chu Kuangshi and Sun Zhuge also looked hopefully at Yi Feng.
But Yi Feng frowned.
These three old guys couldn't even climb up a broken water ditch. And they wanted to follow him into the mountains?
Wouldn't they just be causing trouble for him?
To avoid their harassment, Yi Feng directly said bluntly, "Forget it, you guys just go back. Following me, you would only be a burden!"
Hearing this, the three's faces flushed red.
Although Wu Yonghong's cultivation was temporarily crippled, Chu Kuangshi and Sun Zhuge were bona fide Wu Zong masters. Yet in front of this person they were regarded as burdens.
If it was someone else who said this, the three would have surely slapped them already. But in front of this person, apart from embarrassment, they felt completely ashamed.
Because in front of this person, their Wu Zong level really counted for nothing. They were indeed burdens.
Yi Feng ignored them again and slowly walked away with the bamboo basket on his back.
Watching his departing back, the three were momentarily lost in thought.
Transcendent, unfettered...
As if the winds and rains of this world could not enter his eyes!
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