Chapter 157: Treatment

The night was dark, the sky was dim, and the dark clouds blocked the crescent moon that was not bright. This also made the dim candlelight in the house look even more lonely. All the noise during the day returned to silence at this time. However, in this quiet forest mansion, there was a place that was a little abnormal.

Lin Luo is not a brave person to win. The reason why he had a dispute with Lin Feng was because he could not tolerate others' insults by name. For dignity, Lin Luo chose to fight without hesitation. Even if he had no chance of winning, he would still justify himself.

I am not a cowardly person, Lin Luo is in a coma, but this sentence appears in his mind. His whole body is sore and the part of the Qi Hai Dantian is as uncomfortable as a needle. On the uneven bed, Lin Luo's eyes are closed, his brows are tightly twisted together, and he seems to be muttering something softly in his mouth.

What kind of boy is this? He is so young, but he has perseverance that even adults cannot reach. In theory, such a boy seems to succeed no matter what he does. However, the fact is that Lin Luo is dedicated to learning martial arts because of his qualifications, and it is difficult for him to make progress.

What people fear most is gossip. Since then, all kinds of gossip have spread to the ears of Lin Luo, who is still very young. It is something that everyone is happy to do. In this fiercely competitive jungle society, this has become a law of survival, let alone a big family like the Lin family.

Survival of the fittest is the way for the family to survive

Next to the dim candlelight, Uncle Han was full of tears, his eyes were swollen, and the dry tears were still hanging on his old face. He almost fainted several times in one night. For her, Lin Luo was his heart and his liver. Now that he was like this, how could he not feel sad.

Lin Mo lowered his head and sighed softly, carefully wiped off the cold sweat from Lin Luo's forehead, and held Uncle Han's shaking shoulders: "Uncle Han, don't worry about me when I'll send you back. Lin Luo is a child who is hard to live. Tonight, I'll jump around tomorrow."

Lin Mo's words were actually to comfort Uncle Han. Uncle Han looked desolate and wanted to refuse, but the health care disease caused by long-term labor to torture Uncle Han's old body like an ant. Finally, he could not resist Lin Mo, so he gently covered the bedroom door and returned home with Lin Mo.

A trace of fish white appeared in the east, and the sky was dim. Luo woke up from his drowsiness. A colic came from his dantian, and then spread throughout his limbs. The pain made Lin Luo almost bit his teeth. Lin Luo opened his eyes and saw his father sitting by the bed. Lin Mo's eyes were covered with red silk and his face was a little pale. He should have not slept all night.

"Dad" Lin Luo turned his head to look at his father, screamed softly, and was about to sit up halfway. "Lin Luo, are you awake? How is your body? Is there anything wrong? Does it hurt?" Lin Mo showed a little surprise in his trance expression. He kept stroking Lin Luo's body with his hands to find out if Lin Luo was still uncomfortable. When the force flowed through the Dantian, he was stunned. How could the Dantian be broken, and even the nearby tendons and veins were twisted together.

"Lin Luo, don't be too sad. In fact, ordinary may not be a good thing either." Lin Mo's eyes were dim and he patted Lin Luo's shoulder lightly.

Lin Luo was stunned and frowned. He didn't understand why his father said it was a good thing to him that ordinary people were also a good thing. He habitually stretched out his hands, gathered the vigorous energy under his body, and condensed it into force. The force of each person is not born, but is made up of acquired training.

The cultivation of a martial artist is extremely complicated. In this process, not only should we find martial arts that suit us to practice, but more importantly, we should also find a suitable martial soul. Some of this martial soul comes from the sky, but more often it is obtained from the illusion beast. When a human cultivator merges the martial power of his body with the martial soul, it will produce incredible effects.

Although there has not been any sign of breaking through the second stage of martial arts in more than ten years, Lin Luo has never given up. He firmly believes that I was born with a talent, but now I have not encountered any opportunity. Even Lin Luo can let go of the big talk, even the elites of the Lin family in the practice academy do not have the depth of their own martial arts moves in their own practice moves

"Huh, what's going on?" Lin Luo's eyes were filled with a look of surprise. In the past, the true power in his body would be as obedient as a child. However, today, he became so disobedient. He tried hard to guide them into the tendons and veins around his body from his palms, but he kept wandering outside his body and could not enter. What was going on?

Lin Luo thought of the worst result and couldn't help but feel panicked. However, in order to find out what the result was, he hurriedly calmed down and looked at his dantian.

"Ahhh why is this?" Lin Luo widened his eyes, unable to believe that the dantian, which was as clear as a lake, now looked like a black hole, stretching out vague tentacles to disrupt the nearby tendons and bones. Only then did Lin Luo understand his father's low expression.

"Lin Luo, your dantian is broken, so don't think about it anymore." Lin Mo reluctantly raised his spirits and put his heavy palms on Lin Luo's shoulders. "Lin Luo, your luxury hope for more than ten years, how can my father not know how hard he exercises for several hours every day, and he will feel pain when he comes back. He sees it in his eyes, how can he not feel sad?"

"Now that the dantian is gone, at least you will be cut off your stubborn persistence and will no longer be worried about your bottleneck that you cannot break through."

Lin Luo was silent. Perhaps his unwavering persistence was a joke made by God, a second section of force that could not be broken through for more than ten years. Is there really hope? Shaking his head, his eyes with unwillingness. The chaotic thoughts disrupted Lin Luo's thoughts and could not speak for a long time.

"Lin Luo, I had thought about it a long time ago. Since the Lin family does not have a foothold between us, father and son, then we will leave. We saved some silver for our father in the early years. In a few days, we will leave the Lin family and open a small shop in the city, and live a good life."

Lin Mo said something a bit sad. He had wanted to leave the Lin family for a long time, and he had no sense of belonging to the family here. If it weren't for waiting for his lover, how could a seven-foot man endure such humiliation?

"Dad, don't worry, I want to go out for a walk." Lin Luo tidied up his clothes, jumped off the bed, and walked out of the door.

The night is like water, and people can't sleep tonight. The sound of insects in early summer is always so pleasant, but the mountain behind the Lin family is extremely quiet.

Lin Luo looked ahead with a dull eyes, his heart was confused and his eyes were a little confused. He didn't know where his future was. Since Xiao Lin Mo told him that this is a magical continent. At night, countless martial souls on the earth will burst into bright and gorgeous light. Moreover, there is an incredible power hidden in each martial soul. The most noble person on the continent is martial artists. Their power can be said to be omnipotent to move mountains and seas, and everything is very simple. The ultimate reason for all this is because the source of their power is the martial souls in their bodies.

Legend has it that in the distant prehistoric era, countless monsters were raging on the continent, and humans lived a miserable life. Suddenly one day, a god descended onto the continent and taught humans a set of practice techniques to regain control of the continent.

This set of martial arts can teach humans how to become powerful martial arts. As time goes by, humans gradually become stronger through this set of martial arts. Finally, under the leadership of the top ten leaders, they successfully killed the leader of monsters and stabilized the continent. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and countless schools have been formed. To this day, the martial arts practices are as huge as the sea.

The origin of the power of the martial artist is the power of the martial soul in the sky, and this kind of martial soul power is called martial power. Moreover, a martial artist can only communicate with one martial soul.

The Tianwu Continent receives the illumination of countless martial souls. The light radiated by the martial souls is like a thread of silk thread. If a master with ten-stage force can twist a thread of silk thread, receive force through that thread, and completely assimilate the force in his body, a martial artist will be born.

The martial arts practice method is like the kind martial souls in the sky, bright, big and small, so there is a distinction between high and low. As for whether there are higher skills on it, at least for Lin Luo now, it is unknown. You must know that the martial arts inherited by the Lin family are only mysterious. It is conceivable how rare and rare higher skills are. Correspondingly, the higher the level of the martial arts practice, the higher the achievements in practice in the future, and even the strength to challenge more and more. Of course, this situation is also because the gap in martial arts is too large. And the means of converting the martial arts into attacks is called martial arts.

Martial arts are the same as martial arts, and they both have two levels of saints. Higher-level martial arts can even exert their own strength exponentially.

Simply put, the level of martial artists on the Tianwu Continent is divided into seven stages, namely martial artists, martial artists, martial arts kings, martial saints, human immortals, and real people. Each stage is divided into nine levels. The strength gap between martial artists of different stages is simply a huge difference, and the gap between each level is relatively small. Of course, it is almost impossible for a second-level martial artist to defeat a third-level martial artist, unless there are better skills or martial arts.

During the practice of martial artists, there is another thing that even surpasses the cultivation techniques and martial arts. The martial artist inherits the martial artists by attracting the souls in their bodies. The martial artists who are attracted can reflect the potential of the martial artists. The process of attracting the force is called inheritance. The higher the level of inheriting the martial artists, the greater the potential of the martial artists.

"Ah I don't believe it. God treats me like this, how can I give up on myself?" Lin Luo suddenly jumped off the rockery, squeezed his fists tightly, and shouted to the sky: "My persistence of Lin Luo for more than ten years is not a luxury, but a firm belief."

"Lin Feng, you scum, wait for me to not avenge this revenge. I, Lin Luo, swear not to be a human being." Four fingers were put together and raised high above my head. Lin Luo's face was so ferocious that he slapped the dust stained on his clothes, smoothed the long black hair on his forehead, and Lin Luo walked towards the dilapidated house with a serious face.

This day, Lin Luo concentrated his mind and calmed his energy, quietly felt the flow of spiritual energy in the air, and worked hard to feel the true energy in his body. Even if he did this, it was in vain. Lin Luo didn't believe it, and he was just a waste of himself. As long as Lin Luo became stubborn, he could not pull even ten cows. Stubbornness was his biggest characteristic.

Aura is a special existence in the air, dedicated to the cultivation of the martial arts realm, and the true qi under the body is really a relatively sticky and easy to absorb. Suddenly, the door was gently pushed open by Lin Mo, and in front of him was the son sitting upright on the bed. He worked hard as usual, and he couldn't help but feel touched in his heart.

Lin Mo deeply believed that even if his son had lost his dantian, he would never give up again. And he had already smoothed his edges over the past ten years, and he had no other expectations except for caring about the person he loved and the stubborn son in front of him.

"Lin Luo, Uncle Han is sick. My father is leaving for two hours to get medicine and come and tell you." Lin Mo said softly, not wanting to disturb Lin Luo's cultivation.

"What do you say? Uncle Han is sick?" Lin Luo hurriedly jumped off the bed, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, and he thought to himself, "Is it because I was injured by Lin Feng last time, and Uncle Han accompanied his father to stand in front of his bed, and he had an old problem?" "Dad, I'll go." Lin Luo put his shoes quickly under his feet and came to Lin Mo. His voice was a little quick. Uncle Han had an old problem because of himself, and his responsibilities should not be shirked.

Lin Mo nodded and handed a piece of yellowed old paper into Lin Luo's hands. He walked out of the bedroom quickly, and the servants who passed by along the way looked at Lin Luo with a hint of disgust and contempt.

Lin Luo chose to ignore them. Perhaps in Lin Luo's ignorant youth, these eyes could hurt him, but more than ten years have passed, these eyes can only become the driving force to inspire him. The main entrance of the Lin Mansion is very wide, and ten people will not be crowded at all when they enter side by side.

At this moment, the two gateways at the front door stretched out their thick right arms to block Lin Luo. These two were carefully selected by the elders of the Lin family as gateways, each of which had at least ten stages of martial arts cultivation. The gateway on the right side of the main gateway was tall, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in their eyes. For the waste in Lin Luo, the elite gateways felt ashamed.

"Only the juniors of the clan, elites and guests are qualified to pass the main gate. Do you, a servant, want to insult the Lin family?" The gatekeeper looked gloomy, and the blue veins on his right arm suddenly became ferocious. It seemed that as soon as Lin Luo stepped into the main gate, he would catch it and then beat Lin Luo up.

"You" Lin Luo frowned. If it were normal, he would have gone up to make trouble, even if he would have injured himself. This time, he would have to hurry to get medicine for Uncle Han, so time would not be delayed.

Lin Luo squirmed in his throat. He held his breath down. More than ten years have passed and he didn't care about this day. He went out with his subordinates from the side, looked back at the gate deeply, and remembered his appearance in his heart. As the saying goes, don't bully the young man poor, and wait until he becomes rich, and you will be nice.

"That little guy is so shameless and doesn't understand the rules at all." The gatekeeper on the right curled his lips and said to his companion who was also an elite gatekeeper on the side, "Even if my son has reached the fifth stage of martial arts, he is not qualified. He is a waste, and he is actually trying to go to the main gate. Then it's just a fight that he is asking for trouble, and it's simply overestimating his own abilities."

Lin’s Mansion is located in the eastern suburbs of Tianyun City and has an unshakable position in the entire eastern suburbs. On the streets of the eastern suburbs, a very sad scene is being staged. Lin Luo usually has no expenses.

"Shopkeeper Wang, look at these medicines. Are there any in the shop?" Lin Luo took out the old paper and handed it to the pharmacy owner, looking at the pharmacy owner with concern.

The shopkeeper pondered for a moment, looked up at Lin Luo, smiled slightly, and said, "Three Young Master, don't worry, these medicines are in stock in the shop. Uncle Han is sick?" The shopkeeper was very familiar with Lin Luo. Although he also knew about Lin Luo's cultivation, there was still a huge gap between the children of a big family and ordinary people like them. Juniors of a big family like Lin Luo were also very polite to themselves and a pharmacy owner, which is indeed rare.

"Xiao Mo, why don't you go and get medicine for the third young master?" The shopkeeper called out softly, and a servant who was busy sorting out the medicinal materials trotted over and took the medicine order and left in a hurry.

"San Young Master, please wait a moment later." The shopkeeper brought a cup of tea and signaled Lin Luo to sit aside and wait. Soon, the servant named Xiao Mo came over with two small bags of medicinal herbs, handed it to Lin Luo respectfully, bowed, and said, "San Young Master, please take it."

"Oh, the third young master, a total of four taels of silver. I'll give you a discount, and the old man can do it." The shopkeeper pinched his beard, put down his abacus, and said readily.

"Thank you" Lin Luo bowed. He was disrespectful to the shopkeeper's offer and waved goodbye and walked out of the medicine shop. At this time, several rich young men outside the door were carrying guards. When two or three of them saw Lin Luo coming out, they stopped and looked very unkind.

This pharmacy is the best pharmacy here. It is a poor life and can be owed credit. In addition, the shopkeeper here is also a good person. When treating poor people, they will give them a lot of money to treat doctors, which gradually creates their good reputation.

As the saying goes, a doctor has a parent's heart. If a doctor cannot be a doctor based on the mentality of treating patients, it will be difficult to make a difference. Lin Luo knows the reputation of this pharmacy, so he comes here to see a doctor and get medicine. He also has a hidden secret. Although he is nominally the third son of the Lin family, as long as anyone who knows a little about the inside story understands that he is just a down-and-out young man.

The father has become that way, how strong can his son be? So when he came to this pharmacy, he was blushed by many people. Lin Luo didn't care about the eyebrow of those people. He just hoped that Uncle Han, who loved him, could get better soon. When he came here, he just wanted to ask for some medicine, and he took out all his money.

Although medicine is not expensive, Lin Luo’s money is still not enough.
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