: Too Much

It was mainly composed of silver needles, the powerful medical immortal power, and the peerless healing pills refined from Shennong Cauldron as the supplement. From the time of entering the door to the end of the treatment, Su Yu took six hours! It can be seen how serious Master Ye’s injury is!

Only Su Yu can cure such injuries. Since practicing Shennong Jing and opening up all the stagnant parts of the previous Medical Immortal Spirit, Su Yu's medical skills can be described as a thousand miles a day. Now, the spiritual energy power in Su Yu's body is green all over, with a strong breath of life, and with Su Yu's spiritual consciousness that is more accurate than a monster. Not to mention life and death, human flesh and bones, but as long as people have a breath, they can be saved!

Although Su Yu tried his best to keep himself calm and not think about too much, Su Yu couldn't help but shed tears when he saw the almost destructive injuries in Master Ye's body.

"Damn it! Who is it? Who is it? Who is it that hurts Master Ye! I must pull you out and tear you into pieces!" Seeing this righteous old man who once taught me, who was hurt like this, Su Yu's heart was bleeding! A surge of anger kept erupting from his heart!

If the anger is tangible, then Su Yu's anger is absolutely surging at this moment, and he will definitely burn the person who hurt Master Ye to ashes!

"Who is so cruel! It's okay to hurt people, but he doesn't even let go of his dantian!!!" Looking at Master Ye's destroyed dantian and retracting the silver needle, Su Yu clenched his fists and growled angrily.

But compared with this anger, what he should do more at this moment is to restore Master Ye’s destroyed dantian as soon as possible. After all, for a warrior and a sect master, dantian is everything about him, and martial arts is everything about him!

If the Dantian cannot be restored, even if Master Ye’s physical injuries recover, it will be useless! Because Su Yu knew that Master Ye had always had a wish, that is, to carry forward Wing Chun Fist and let Wing Chun Fist take off in his hands! All of this must be supported by pure cultivation. The destruction of the Dantian is equivalent to destroying all his hopes.

Fortunately, Su Yu once helped his aunt Su Moru repair his dantian, and he was familiar with the injuries to repair the dantian. In addition, his cultivation has improved and his strength has increased greatly. Even the elixirs are much better than before!

So the next moment, Su Yu immediately put several pills refined from the Shennong Cauldron into Master Ye's mouth again. At the same time, the silver needle changed the acupoints he had stabbed, activated all his cultivation, and repaired the damaged dantian for Master Ye with all his strength.

The injury to the Dantian is not ordinary. Even if Su Yu is now at a high level of cultivation, it will be extremely time-consuming to repair! It was not until the afternoon of the next day that Master Ye's Dantian was repaired again.

This is just repair, and it will take some time to warm the body before it can be fully restored. Fortunately, Su Yu's yang energy and spiritual energy have the best warming effect, so Su Yu did not hesitate to input a large amount of yang energy and spiritual energy into Master Ye's dantian to help him warm the dantian, and at the same time, he continued to automatically guide the remaining elixir power, helping Master Ye continue to repair the subtle scars on his body and strengthen the meridians.

"call……"

After all the treatments were completed, Su Yu slowly stopped and walked out of the temporary isolation room.

Seeing Su Yu walk out, the senior brother Aliang, who has not slept for a day and a night, immediately walked over quickly and asked anxiously: "How is it? How is the master?"

"Senior Brother, don't worry, Master is no longer in danger. It will take about a month of warmth to keep you healthy." Su Yu said with a smile, patting the eldest brother's shoulder gently.

"Really?!Really?!You mean, Master can really survive?! Where is the Dantian? Is there anything wrong with the Dantian?" The eldest brother was a little confused and asked anxiously.

"Well, there is no problem. I have helped repair the Dantian. As for the physical injuries, they have been repaired and will not leave any hidden dangers. If the elder brother doesn't believe it, you can ask these doctors to help the master check it out." Su Yu said with a smile.

"Really! That's great! That's great! That...that, it's not that I don't believe you, I..." The eldest brother said with excitement and a little embarrassed.

Su Yu certainly knew what the eldest brother wanted to say, so he smiled slightly and said calmly: "Haha, it's okay, it's a good thing to ask the doctor to check it out. You don't have to be embarrassed."

After all, his medical skills are too magical, and this kind of treatment is almost against the will of heaven. In addition, Master Ye is like his own father, so Su Yu can fully understand the concerns of his senior brother.

In the next half hour, after the doctor's examination, he confirmed that the master was really nothing serious, and the elder brother finally felt relieved.

At this time, Su Yu should understand the reason. He pulled the eldest brother over and sat at the tea table. Su Yu asked with a serious expression: "Senior brother, please tell me truthfully, who hurts the master and what is going on?"

Sighing, a strong resentment flashed in the elder brother's eyes, but he said helplessly: "Hey... don't ask about this matter... Master told us before he fell into a coma, so that we would not seek revenge..."

"I need to know the facts! Master is kind to me, but I am not a member of the Wingchun Sect. If Master doesn't care about me, he will not implicate you. So, I hope the elder brother will tell me who hurts the master!" Su Yu said as much as possible.

"Okay... Since you want to know so much, I'll tell you. Do you know the Ten Tigers in Guangdong East?" After thinking about it, Su Yu said it seemed to be correct, and the eldest brother stopped hiding it.

"Ten Tigers in East Guangdong? Are you talking about the former Hong Xi and Fang Yu?"

"That's right, Hong Daxia, Fang Daxia and others who were more than a hundred years ago were all chivalrous people and were admired by thousands of people in eastern Guangdong! They were called Ten Tigers, and their descendants inherited the name of Ten Tigers from generation to generation. But... Hehe, the rivers are getting worse and the world is gone..." The elder brother shook his head and sneered.

"You mean, the person who hurts his master is the one among the ten tigers in eastern Guangdong today? Which one is it, and who is it?" Su Yu asked with a more angry look on his face.

Because at the beginning, Su Yu estimated that the person who injured Master Ye should be from the temple. It was probably because Master Ye was a decent person who was unwilling to join the temple and was persecuted. But who knew that the fact was not the case. The person who injured Master Ye was actually the Ten Tigers in East Guangdong, which was once called the Gate of Chivalrous, made Su Yu even more angry!

It is normal to have martial arts competition, but the injuries suffered by Master Ye are obviously someone who is going to take his life! Moreover, these people are still staring at the ancestor’s name of the Ten Tigers, they are really scum among scum!

"This person is..."

Just as the eldest brother was about to speak out the person's name, a sound of sorrow music from the suona trumpet outside the door came from far to near, which made the two of them suddenly angry!

"Who is so arrogant!" The eldest brother rushed out of the room with a whistle and rushed straight to the door.

Su Yu also waved his hand and changed his appearance and rushed out quickly.

Being presumptuous! It’s really too presumptuous! There are not many families near Wing Chun Gate, and it’s even more impossible for someone to die! This sorrow and joy is obviously coming to Wing Chun Gate!

Sure enough, when Su Yu rushed to the door, there was a large wave of people playing suona and playing sorrow music, carrying wreaths and elegies couplets and standing at the door of Wing Chun Gate! The leader of an old man in his fifties who seemed loyal and honest but was actually bad at heart, with a playful smile on his face and said loudly: "Big nephew! You are wrong! I heard that Master Ye was killed by someone! Isn't it that you have been suppressed by your hands these days? Why did Master Ye be also a master of our martial arts world in eastern Guangdong? You are really ruthless to do this!"

"Fang Jikai, I, A Liangjing, are martial arts masters. You have not brought anyone to the door. You are already worthy of your face! Don't be too arrogant! How did my master get hurt? Others don't know, don't you know yet! Don't cry and pretend to be compassionate! If you want to be a lackey, just be your lackey. Don't come to my Wingchun Sect to insult the family master!" Looking at the wreath of elegy couplet, the eldest brother shouted angrily to the world.

"Big nephew, don't slander people. What does your master get hurt? I heard from others that your master was beaten to death, so I kindly sent the wreath over here! Why is it because the Wing Chun Sect has no money? I said it earlier, your uncle, I have money, and I have already considered it for you! Look, the best coffin has been bought for Master Ye!" The old man Fang Jikai pretended to be angry, but he did not hide his gloating look.

"You!!! Believe it or not, I'll chop you up now!" Seeing the person behind Fang Jikai actually lifting a mahogany coffin, the eldest brother was completely angry!

However, at this moment, a sound full of energy suddenly came from behind, "Aliang, stop, don't be as knowledgeable as villains."

"Master! Why did you come out?" Hearing this familiar voice, Aliang suddenly turned around and ran over to support Master Ye.

And the disciples, watching Master Ye walk out with both hands behind his back, ran over excitedly and shouted happily: "Master! Master! You are finally fine! You are finally fine!"

"I worry you. It's okay for your master, I just slept for a few days." Master Ye said with a kind smile on his face, stroking the disciple's head.

Just as Fang Jikai was shocked and his breath pressed towards Master Ye again, Master Ye said coldly: "Haha, Fang Jikai, your Hongmen Banquet did not take Ye's life a few days ago. Are you here again today? Go back and tell your master that although Ye is unable to uphold justice, he will never be with the evil people! Get out!"

"Haha! Ye Zheng!" After being told by Master Ye, Fang Jikai no longer hid and scolded him sternly: "Although I don't know how you survived, today, with your useless disciples, no one can save you! As a fellow martial arts fellow in eastern Guangdong, I will give you another chance to surrender to the temple, otherwise I will die!"

"What a big tone! Fang Jikai is right! You are still far from bullying my Wingchun Sect and wanting to kill my master! I can send you to the West with just one finger!" Before Master Ye could speak, Su Yu stood in front of the door and roared.

"Haha! Ye Zheng, have you already fallen to this level? You rely on an apprentice to stand out! Hahaha! Bastard, let me stand out, right? I will let you die today!" Seeing Su Yu stand out, Fang Jikai laughed loudly, his body shook, and he left and right to clear up space. It was obvious that he was going to kill Su Yu on the spot!

"Hmph! Just something like you is necessary for my master to take action? It's just an ant, you look down on yourself too highly! Killing you one of my own, I'm enough! Today, I'll let you see what Wing Chun is!" He shouted loudly, and Su Yu rushed out with a whoosh.
Chapter completed!