The entire martial arts training ground was in chaos, and both protagonists were unable to afford to fall.

The panicked crowd became more and more noisy, and they couldn't wait to squeeze forward to check the wounded, as if they were all famous doctors from generation to generation, and there was any magic medicine to save lives and heal the wounded.

Ma Xiang closed his eyes and fell into a broken ice on the ground, and fell into a coma. There was only a palm-shaped charred mark on his right forearm on his body. He burned his sleeves at high temperature and directly branded it on his skin.

In comparison, Yang Dianfeng's condition was horrifyingly miserable. His entire left shoulder was shattered, his left arm was almost disconnected from his body, his muscles and bones were separated and blood was blurred. Most of his body was stained with blood. It seemed that he had injured his internal organs, so he might not have his life saved.

Even though he was so seriously injured, Yang Dianfeng was not fainting. He was sobbing like a scattered breath. He occasionally caused the internal organs to cough, choking with blood foam and meat residue, which was a terrible sight.

Elder Yang Bai Yun Danfengqing's expression finally changed, showing a little regret and helplessness, but there was no panic at all. Even though he saw that his nephew was so seriously injured, he still spoke first: "Let you not show off! Do you know you are wrong?"

Ma Rui is anxious for the Yang clan. Yang Dianfeng is almost dead when he is so seriously injured. This old man is still going to continue to show off his character? There are also keyboard warriors in Qiyuan Continent?

Even Ma Teng, who was standing beside him, couldn't stand it, so he called the doctor beside him to stop the bleeding for Yang Dianfeng, and comforted Yang Bai repeatedly: "Elder Yang, let's treat it first, let's talk about other things later!"

After checking, Ma Xiang was only coronated by the power of lightning and was not at risk of his life, so he had the spare time to take care of Yang Dianfeng. No matter what, he couldn't watch the genius of the Yang clan die in Fenglin Town!

"It's okay!" Yang Bai returned to his cold and plain appearance. Seeing that Yang Dianfeng seemed to be unable to respond, he slowly took out an exquisite sky-blue porcelain bottle from his arms, pulled out the plug and poured it into his nephew's mouth.

"Is this... Wuji Jade Dew?" Ma Teng was knowledgeable and sniffed the fragrance dissipated in the air, and asked in surprise.

"Yes, Shanhe Sect disciples came to Chuiyun Town to live in a small place and gave them some at will." Yang Bai's answer was very short, but the information revealed in it made the Ma clan realize the secret behind it.

I thought it would be a great honor to have Ma Xiang been given a copy of the "Heart Sutra of Mountains and Rivers" a few years ago by the disciples of the Shanhe Sect. Unexpectedly, the Yang clan was even more valued by the Shanhe Sect and was rewarded with such precious medicines!

In this way, it makes sense why Yang Dianfeng used the martial arts in the book and how he understood the power of lightning! In addition to the guidance of the Shanhe Sect’s cultivator, how could ordinary ordinary people make progress so quickly?

Ma Rui was not in the mood to care why Yang Dianfeng was so strong, because he was already shocked by the scene in front of him, even more shocked than seeing the blood all over the ground!

In theory, Yang Dianfeng's tragic situation could not move at all. Even if it was transported, it might cause more serious secondary damage. However, Elder Yang Bai didn't care at all. He forced the wrong muscles and bones to be corrected again as soon as he reached out. No matter how painful Yang Dianfeng was, nor whether these muscles and bones were already incomplete.

Then the strange scene made Ma Rui's chin almost lose his jaw!

The terrifying wound on Yang Dianfeng's body began to heal slowly, and the broken muscle fibers began to squirm, which could be slowly extended at almost visible speed. The broken bones were repaired again, and the cracks on the bones gradually disappeared, and even the outer skin began to gradually extend like a curtain. It is estimated that it will not take long to cover the originally riddled shoulders again!

What a terrible power this is!

Since his time travel, Ma Rui has always been pretentious and regards himself as an advanced civilization, and looks down on this wild and uncivilized Qiyuan Continent. But everything that happened in front of him slapped Ma Rui a loud slap. What a shitty technology civilization, in the face of this magical therapeutic effect, is a slap!

If this medicine can be brought to the earth, my mother's body will definitely cure the disease. She will no longer have to go to the hospital to receive random commands by quack doctors who only know how to "check first", "eat first", and "stay in the hospital for a few days"!

"How did this Wuji Jade Dew come from?" Ma Rui asked Ma Ping'an on the side with a trembling voice.

"The spiritual medicine of Shanhe Sect!" Ma Ping'an couldn't help but raise his tone, as if he was surprised that Ma Rui didn't know Wuji Yulu. Thinking that this stupid nephew had hurt his head, he lowered his voice and explained in detail: "The cultivation sects have their own elixirs and medicine rooms, and use special means and formula to make various magical medicines. This Wuji Yulu is the symbol of Shanhe Sect. It is said that as long as you have a breath, you can get back from the Gate of Ghost!"

"Is this medicine very precious?" Ma Rui was excited and hurriedly asked.

"It's hard to come by! It depends on the mood of Shanhe Sect!" Ma Ping'an sighed. As the ruler of this area, Shanhe Sect has important resources. The Ma clan has to pay enough to win the favor of Shanhe Sect and have the opportunity to receive rewards.

Ma Rui nodded thoughtfully. If nothing unexpected happens, the formula and production method of Wuji Yulu must be only mastered by the disciples of Shanhe Sect, and the confidentiality level may be very high, and even if they are not a core disciple, they will not appear so precious.

With Ma Rui's talent, he has little hope of entering the Shanhe Sect. If he wants to get this Wuji Jade Dew, it seems that he needs to go through other ways.

Everyone witnessed the gradual recovery of Yang Dianfeng, who was inhumane, with his own eyes. Although Yang Dianfeng's face was pale and his expression was painful, anyone could see the magic of this spiritual medicine. Yang Dianfeng only needed some insignificant time to recover from his injury.

The sun finally gathered all its light and hid under the distant mountains. The servants took lanterns and raised high lights, illuminating the martial arts training ground.

"Come on, help the two young masters back to the house to rest!" Ma Teng saw Yang Dianfeng's injury gradually stabilized, directed the servant and doctor to take over the care of him, and then calmed down his emotions a little, and said loudly: "The competition is over! Both of them are heroes, and they are equal in size and equal in size!"

This is a helpless choice and recognition.

Judging from the scene, one is dying and the other is unconscious, and who is stronger and who is weak is clearly distinguished at a glance.

There are mostly members of the Ma clan clan around him, and they are inevitably dissatisfied when they hear the results of the competition. However, since the clan leader Ma Teng said so, the clansmen agreed silently, and at most they complained in their hearts.

"Then, please move to the main hall for dinner, cheer for the young talents of the two families, and celebrate the Qin and Jin dynasties of the two families!" Ma Teng did not forget today's theme. Even though the ending of this competition was unexpected, it still could not affect the highlight of the next game!

"How good is Qin and Jin?" Ma Rui was breathing in a cold breath while listening. There is such an allusion in Qiyuan Continent?

"It means that our two families are intermarried!" Ma Ping'an thought that his stupid nephew did not understand literary vocabulary, so he explained casually.

"I know, but I suddenly couldn't remember how long Qin Jin had been away now." Ma Rui pretended to be curious and was extremely excited.

"This..." Ma Ping'an frowned and gently flicked his fingers, as if he was quite moved by time, and sighed: "It should be almost three thousand years!"

"Three thousand years!" Ma Rui felt that he had seized an important opportunity. The allusion of Qin and Jin was about 2,700 years old since the Earth's era. In a rough way, isn't it almost three thousand years?

The timelines of Qiyuan Continent and Earth seem to be the same. No wonder Qiyuan Continent has so many similarities with the Earth, but where does the differences between cultivation civilization and technological civilization appear?

Ma Rui still wanted to investigate this issue, and was even ready to go back and read the history of Qiyuan Continent, but his body had not moved yet, and a generous hand was already stroking Ma Rui's shoulder.

Ma Teng stared at Ma Rui with a smile on his face, his eyes full of encouragement, and his tone also rose: "Come on, young master of nephew! I'm going to talk about your marriage below!"

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Ma Rui was already confused, and walked towards the main hall of the clan's ancestral house surrounded by people. It seemed that in just one moment, Ma Rui, who was originally a spectator, suddenly became the protagonist, and everyone's focus was on this unprepared boy.

The crowd seemed to have forgotten the unhappiness on the martial arts competition stage just now, and the tragic situation of the injured has also withdrawn from his mind. At this moment, the spacious main hall was filled with banquets, and the servants and servants were serving the dishes one after another. A hundred and ten tables of guests entered a cheerful and peaceful atmosphere.

Ma Rui was as confused as a child who had lost his life since the beginning. He looked at all kinds of familiar and unfamiliar faces, taking turns to him with a glass of wine, saying unexplained blessings and inexplicable encouragement, then drank the wine in the glass, and then looked at Ma Rui drinking the spicy liquid in the glass.

"Ari, you are almost married! Have some drinks!" Father Ma Yue rarely showed a little kindness, and looked at the confused young son and persuaded slowly: "All elders, you can't lose your etiquette."

"Yes, yes! Of course, people should drink it when they are happy!" The patriarch Ma Teng was naturally the owner who received the most toasts. His face was slightly red at this moment, and he laughed cheerfully to drink, which showed that he was in a good mood.

The surrounding cultivators were mixed with the breath, and the strange dishes and the nose-boosting wine, which smelled less comfortable. Ma Rui rubbed the tip of his nose and whispered to Ma Ping'an, who was full of excitement on his face: "What the hell is this to do?"

"Didn't you tell me?" Ma Ping'an fully played the role of cannon fodder and tried his best to block the wine for Ma Tengma Yue. At this moment, he was half drunk and slightly drunk, and laughed: "Your marriage is settled!"

"Marriage?!My!?"

Ma Rui was so shocked that his eyebrows were almost flying out of his face frame.
Chapter completed!