Among the martial arts secrets Lin Yang mastered, he specially learned two therapeutic secrets.
It has also been used in Feitian Tower's formation before.
With the perfect state of ultimate skills coupled with the huge internal power, the exaggerated effect can be described as the flesh and bones of life and death.
However, he was not sure whether his unique skills from the mortal world could have any effect on Dugu Jinjiu's serious injury.
After all, even Master Wang Xiaoyang seemed helpless and could only wait for the people from Xiaoyaofeng to arrive.
If there was a way to save Dugu Jinjiu, where would things be like now?
But he wanted to give it a try. After all, Dugu Jinjiu was now his senior brother.
After Wang Xiaoyang heard Lin Yang's words, he looked at him in surprise.
"What can you do?"
Lin Yang answered very calmly: "This disciple has practiced martial arts and has mastered several unique techniques for treating injuries, so I want to see if I can help senior brother Dugu Jinjiu."
After hearing Lin Yang's words, Wang Xiaoyang forced a smile, but shook his head.
"As long as you have this intention, it's just that your senior brother Jin Jiu's injuries are not just from the external body. His internal spiritual power is chaotic and his Taoist foundation is damaged. Ordinary treatment methods are not very effective."
"Even I can only barely keep him alive. I can only wait for the old guy Zhuge Bai from Xiaoyao Peak to come."
Lin Yang had no choice but to nod. Even if he was confident in his unique skills, even if it could not solve Dugu Jinjiu's internal injuries, it should still have an effect on his physical injuries.
But in Wang Xiaoyang's opinion, this was not something that could be solved by martial arts skills. Without giving him a chance to try, he could only give up and stand aside and wait quietly.
Time passed by minute by second, even though the golden light had completely enveloped Dugu Jinjiu and continued to turn into thin threads traveling back and forth on Dugu Jinjiu's body, Wang Xiaoyang's expression became more and more anxious.
The Dao Foundation is damaged, and only the Restoration Pill can save it, and the Restoration Pill is only in the hands of Zhuge Bai. If Dugu Jinjiu cannot be helped to stabilize the Dao Foundation in time, even if he survives, his subsequent cultivation will be difficult.
It will plummet, and it will be difficult to move forward.
Being unable to make further progress in cultivation and staying at the same level forever is more uncomfortable for a monk than death.
At this time, Wang Xiaoyang had no choice but to look at Dugu Jinjiu, who still had a painful expression on his face even though he fell into a coma.
On weekdays, Zhuge Bai was always in the alchemy room of Xiao Yaofeng, staying out all day, but today he was not in Xianwuzong. He almost wanted to kill that old bastard Zhuge Bai.
Lin Yang and Le Luo stood aside. Not long after, people entered the Jinguang Temple one after another, and they were other disciples of Wang Xiaoyang.
After seeing the miserable state of Dugu Jinjiu, they all stood aside quietly with heavy faces, not daring to disturb their master with words.
Soon, another hour passed.
As Dugu Jinjiu's injury began to gradually worsen, the look on Wang Xiaoyang's face became increasingly ugly. He found that he seemed to be gradually unable to suppress Dugu Jinjiu's injury.
"Wow……"
Suddenly, Dugu Jinjiu, who had been unconscious, suddenly had a surge in his throat and vomited a large mouthful of bright red blood.
Blood flowed down his neck and pooled on the ground like a stream, so red it was dazzling.
Wang Xiaoyang's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately shot out a golden light.
"Old bastard Zhuge, if you don't show up again, I will kill you!"
The golden light disappeared in the blink of an eye, but after several breaths passed, there was still no response.
Wang Xiaoyang looked at the painful Dugu Jinjiu, his face was filled with murderous intent, and his fists clenched loudly.
Of course, he didn't really want to kill Zhuge Bai, he just wanted him to appear soon.
His murderous intention came from Li Xinghai, from Li Xinghai's master, and even from the Tianchen Sect.
But at this time, Lin Yang naturally knew that Dugu Jinjiu's condition was deteriorating. Judging from Wang Xiaoyang's actions, he was probably on the verge of life and death.
"Master, let me try it." There has been no news from Zhuge Bai, and he can't continue reading. No matter whether it works or not, he will give it a try.
Wang Xiaoyang's chest heaved violently. At this point, he could only treat a dead horse as a living horse, so he nodded.
He controlled the golden light and opened a gap.
The surrounding disciples looked at this junior fellow apprentice in surprise.
I'm very confused as to why the master asked him to try to save senior brother Jin Jiu?
Isn't this little junior brother a mortal?
Even with this thought in mind, no one dared to question it. Since the master has already agreed, maybe this junior brother really has some unexpected tricks.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Yang, including Wang Xiaoyang, which also made Lin Yang feel the pressure.
He walked to Dugu Jinjiu's side, stretched a hand through the gap in the golden light, and pressed lightly on Dugu Jinjiu's chest.
Taking a deep breath, a very majestic and gentle inner force began to slowly flow into Dugu Jinjiu's body through his hands.
Seeing this scene, Wang Xiaoyang's eyes suddenly showed a hint of surprise.
"This inner force..."
He had not paid attention to Lin Yang's martial arts strength before. After all, compared with immortal cultivators, even the strongest martial arts masters were incomparable.
But at this moment, the huge internal force in Lin Yang's body was like an infinite ocean, seemingly without end, constantly transforming into a gentle internal force that entered Dugu Jinjiu's body. The injuries on Dugu Jinjiu's body actually began to slow down at a speed visible to the naked eye.
is recovering.
It actually works!
Wang Xiaoyang suddenly discovered that his new disciple actually had such terrifying attainments in martial arts.
What kind of talent is this?
This level of internal strength is probably comparable to that of a monk in the Hedao realm based solely on his martial arts strength.
The so-called Hedao is the realm above the foundation, and the further step is the golden elixir.
It's a pity that mortal martial arts has its limits. It is unprecedented for anyone to reach Lin Yang's level, but it can only stop there.
After all, monks cultivate the power of heaven and earth, while martial arts only cultivate the power of the mortal body.
The mortal body is limited, but the world is boundless!
Compared to Wang Xiaoyang who could see through Lin Yang's current martial arts roots at a glance, the other disciples could only detect the seemingly endless inner strength in Lin Yang's body, but could not see through it.
But the changes in Dugu Jinjiu's physical injuries made them all hold their breath involuntarily, and looked at Lin Yang as if they were looking at a monster.
Being able to heal such a serious injury with the inner strength of mortal martial arts, even Wang Xiaoyang was helpless, but Lin Yang did it. What is this other than a monster?
"So...so strong!"
Le Luo stood on one side. Naturally, he couldn't see anything from Lin Yang like others.
But he could see that Dugu Jinjiu's physical injuries were gradually recovering, and he looked at Lin Yang with a hint of admiration in his eyes.
Lin Yang controlled his own internal power and continuously poured it into Dugu Jinjiu's body.
"It really worked." He finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the stone in his heart fell to the ground.
He is not afraid of weak effects. As long as there is an effect, even just a little bit, he can restore Dugu Jinjiu's injuries through constant infusion of internal power.
After all, what he lacks most is internal strength.
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