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Chapter 164

"Little sword..."

Wu Qingfeng almost burst into tears. The two of them were master and apprentice in name, but they were as close as father and son.

Wu Jian raised his head and vomited blood and said: "Mr. Han, I beg you, let my master go, and use my life in exchange for his."

Xiao Feng would not pity any villain, but he saw a hint of hope and more helplessness in Wu Jian's eyes.

Since it's one life for another, it's reasonable.

"Okay, I'll spare his life."

Xiao Feng let go of Wu Qingfeng, and he struggled to crawl over.

"Xiaojian, my master will not let you die."

Wu Qingfeng panicked and pressed his hand firmly on his wound.

"Master, thank you for your upbringing..."

Watching him close his eyes little by little, Wu Qingfeng's body started to tremble.

"Sir, please stay."

As soon as Xiao Feng walked to the outer room, Wu Qingfeng chased him out.

'Poof!'

He knelt directly in front of Xiao Feng and prayed: "Sir, I know you are an expert, please save Xiaojian's life."

"I, Wu Qingfeng, am willing to work as an ox and a horse for you. As long as I can save Xiaojian, my life is yours."

Xiao Feng stared at him: "You are already dead, what use do I have for you?"

He saw that Wu Qingfeng's life was about to run out, and he could live for at most two years.

Wu Qingfeng burst into tears: "Xiaojian is the child I picked up from the garbage dump, and Xing'er was adopted by me from the orphanage."

"The three of us have been dependent on each other these years. As long as my husband can save him, I can do anything you ask me to do."

"Oh? They two have no father or mother?"

Perhaps because he was bound by the same fate as himself, he felt compassion.

"Yes, they are all children abandoned by their parents."

Wu Qingfeng lowered his head and swallowed: "It's me, the master, who taught me poorly, and all the sins are caused by me."

"I just ask you, sir, to save his life. Wu Qingfeng kowtows to you."

When he knocked his head on the ground, he no longer had any dignity or face. He was just a father eager to save his son.

Xiao Feng stared at him and said for a while: "That's all, I'll make an exception and save him once."

"Thank you sir."

"Your great kindness and virtue will never be forgotten by me, Wu Qingfeng."

He kowtowed twice again respectfully.

After returning to the inner hall, Xiao Feng began to treat Wu Jian.

The fatal injury was naturally on the chest. In addition, both legs were severely injured, and he was currently suffering from excessive blood loss.

Xiao Feng wrote a prescription and asked Wu Qingfeng to get the medicine quickly.

Then he began to apply acupuncture to Wu Jian to stop bleeding, reduce inflammation, and heal the wound. Under the influence of spiritual power, the silver acupuncture has already reached its peak.

An hour later, Xing'er was shocked.

"This... wound has actually healed? It's incredible."

Although Wu Qingfeng is a charlatan, he also knows a little bit about medical skills, but compared with Xiao Feng, he is not worth mentioning.

Just as Wu Qingfeng came back from buying medicine, Xiao Feng dropped the spiritual energy water into the Chinese medicine powder, then applied the powder to the wound, and finally wrapped it with gauze.

"okay!"

Xiao Feng took a deep breath: "Make the remaining powder into a decoction and let him drink it for three days. He will be cured after seven days."

Wu Jian's face was pale, and he lay on the bed and saluted: "Thank you sir for saving my life. Wu Jian will remember it in my heart."

"Well! It's best to remember it."

Xiao Feng said seriously: "If it hadn't been for your master's repeated pleas, I would not have saved you."

"If you dare to act recklessly again, I will come and take your life."

"Yes, Wu Jian doesn't dare anymore."

After this incident, he was also very tormented inside.

If the life-extending spell is successful, it is equivalent to killing two people and harming two families.

Wu Qingfeng cupped his fists and said, "Sir, it really opened my eyes. You are not only a master of martial arts, but also a master of Chinese medicine."

"I admire you. It's really admirable."

"I have the guts to ask, sir, where did you learn from?"

Where does this young man come from? He has also come into contact with martial arts masters and Chinese medicine masters.

But which one is not an old man who is over fifty, or even over sixty years old.

It is simply unheard of for a young man in his early twenties to have such superb medical skills and martial arts.

What's even more frightening is that others only know medical skills or martial arts, but he is proficient in both martial arts and medical skills, which is very incredible.

Xiao Feng waved his hand: "I'm sorry, it's inconvenient to mention the name of master."

Both of his masters have ascended to heaven now, and no one knows about it.

"understand."

Wu Qingfeng nodded repeatedly, he must be an expert hermit.

"Okay, it's time for me to go back."

When Xiao Feng was about to leave, Wu Qingfeng suddenly knelt in front of him again.

"Sir, I would like to accept you as my teacher, and please accept me as a disciple."

"Ah? You want me to be your teacher?"

Xiao Feng's head is a bit big, he has already accepted two registered students.

"Master, please accept us."

When Xing'er saw this situation, she quickly knelt down and kowtowed three times.

Wu Qingfeng said righteously: "Sir, I, Wu Qingfeng, have never admired many people in my life, but I sincerely admire you."

"Xiaojian harmed your friend, and you saved his life. You repaid evil with kindness. I, Wu Qingfeng, am ashamed of myself."

He is sincere and of course also selfish.

When he saw that Xiao Feng was so strong in martial arts and medical skills, he was a real expert. He had to hold his own, and he definitely couldn't miss this opportunity.

Wu Jian also got off the bed and kowtowed several times, which made Xiao Feng feel like he was riding a tiger and couldn't get off.

In the end, there was nothing he could do, so he just reluctantly accepted Wu Qingfeng as a registered disciple.

Wu Qingfeng was so excited that he insisted on holding an apprenticeship ceremony.

Xiao Feng sat on the wooden chair, while Wu Qingfeng knelt on the ground, handing over the teacup with both hands.

Lin Huichun and Huang Xiuzhen were his medical students, so naturally Wu Qingfeng was a Xuan Shu disciple.

"Okay, get up."

Xiao Feng took a sip of tea and said seriously: "Qingfeng, remember, since you have joined my sect, you must abide by the sect's rules and never do anything wrong to help the evildoers, otherwise...don't blame me for cleaning up the sect."

"Yes, disciple, please remember Master Han's teachings."

Wu Qingfeng and the other three nodded politely.

Xiao Feng coughed: "My teacher's name is not Han Zhengwei, my teacher's name is Xiao Feng."

"Um...disciple understands."

Wu Qingfeng looked embarrassed. He had been calling Mr. Han for a long time, but it turned out to be a fake name.

After the apprenticeship ceremony was over, Wu Qingfeng wanted Xiao Feng to give Juxian Hall a new name.

Xiao Feng waved his hand, meaning that the name Juxiantang is not bad and there is no need to change it.

"Qingfeng, I'm here to help you see a doctor."

Now that I have become someone’s master, I can’t sit back and ignore them.

"Thank you Master Xiao!"

Xiao Feng took his pulse first, then his face darkened: "Qingfeng, you have internal injuries that have been accumulated for many years. If you hadn't relied on your true energy to maintain them, I'm afraid you would have died ten years ago."

"Oh, Master Xiao is really a living god."

Wu Qingfeng said respectfully: "What you said is correct at all. This is exactly the injury my disciple suffered ten years ago."

"If the disciple hadn't escaped quickly, he might have been beaten to death on the spot."

"oh?"

Xiao Feng frowned and said: "Although you major in mystical arts, you are also somewhat accomplished in martial arts. It is not easy for someone to seriously hurt you."

"I feel ashamed to say that my disciple's skills are inferior to others."

Wu Qingfeng sighed and said: "Back then, that gangster wanted to capture Xing'er to be his child bride. I was so angry that I started fighting with him. Who knew that he was so advanced in cultivation that I almost lost my life?"

"Master, that man is good or bad."

Xing'er interjected: "If master hadn't protected me, I would have been caught by him and taken to the Immortal Temple."

Xiao Feng was shocked: "What did you say? Immortal Temple?"




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