The old man only felt that all the power of the medicine was concentrated on his Dantian, and he suddenly felt a warmth in his Dantian. Then the old man's body suddenly erupted with a crackling sound like fried beans, and a lot of black impurities were discharged from the surface of the body.
The old man opened his eyes suddenly. The moment he opened his eyes, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. Then he looked overjoyed, opened his arms and looked at his body, and said in disbelief: "I...I actually made a breakthrough!"
Zhang Haifeng was immediately shocked and asked quickly: "Grandpa, have you achieved a breakthrough?"
"Yes." The old man nodded, then stepped on the ground with his bare feet, bowed deeply towards Lin Fan, and said with emotion: "Master Lin, you not only helped me to get rid of the poison, but also helped me to take a further step in the martial arts.
I’m so grateful, I can’t thank you enough!”
Lin Fan was not pretentious this time. He knew that if he did not accept the old man's thanks, it would make the old man feel uneasy, so he accepted it openly and said softly: "Old man, you have been looking forward to it for a long enough time.
, the foundation is definitely sufficient, but it has been difficult to get to the next level because of too late cultivation and hardening of the muscles and veins. This Peiyuan Pill only helps you eliminate impurities and clear the meridians, so breakthroughs are just a matter of sorting out growth."
Lin Fan said it was easy, but no one present felt that this was an easy thing. It was just a small pill, and it could actually make people advance directly. What a miracle it was.
The three brothers of the Zhang family bowed deeply towards the old man and said, "Congratulations, grandpa."
"Ha ha……"
Mr. Zhang was in a good mood. He stretched out his muscles and bones and carefully felt the powerful energy in his body. He was filled with joy. If there weren't so many juniors present, he might have screamed to the sky.
Qi Jin Master, that was a Qi Jin Master who could hurt people even by flying flowers and picking leaves. He never dared to think about it before, and he never dreamed that one day he would reach this level.
Seeing their grandfather regaining his former demeanor, the three brothers of the Zhang family almost cried with joy. God knows how they got here in the past six months.
The old man is the god of war and the backbone of the Zhang family. When the three brothers of the Zhang family were young, they followed him and often listened to his passionate stories about being soldiers on the battlefield. It can be said that the old man is not only their elder, but also a person in their hearts.
Idol, great hero.
But since he was infected by that damn poison, the old man's health has been deteriorating. In the past, the upright man was lying on the bed enduring pain and struggling to survive. How can we not feel heartache? Now we see that grandpa has regained his former demeanor, and even still has some personality.
However, let alone how happy they were.
As if the surprise wasn't big enough, Lin Fan released another bombshell: "Old man, the effectiveness of this Peiyuan Pill has only been exerted by 70 to 80%. The remaining potency will remain in your body and can strengthen your body."
, the effect of delaying aging.”
"I dare not say too much, but if you say less, you can attend Brother Zhang's child's twelfth birthday in good health."
Upon hearing this, the scene fell into silence.
"Wha...what?"
Su Yu was so surprised that his jaw nearly dropped to the ground. He stiffly turned to look at Lin Fan. If anyone was familiar with Mr. Zhang's body, he was probably the only one who was familiar with Mr. Zhang's body: Su Yu. He knew clearly that Mr. Zhang had already
At the point where the oil is exhausted, if it were not for the hard work of relying on martial arts skills, I am afraid that he would have gone to the west a long time ago. But what does Lin Fan say now? It is the twelfth birthday of Haitian's child? He just learned that Lin Fan helped
Gu Meijuan has cured her infertility, and the earliest the child will be born will be ten months later. Doesn't this mean that Mr. Zhang can live another twelve or thirteen years at least?
Mr. Zhang also looked at Lin Fan with horror on his face. He is almost a hundred years old this year, and living to this age is already a very long life. If he didn't care about his grandchildren, he would have given up resisting and followed his ancestors long ago.
Went, and now Lin Fan actually said that he can live for more than ten years. Although at his age, he has become very indifferent to his own life and death, but if he can live for a few more years and enjoy more family happiness, it will definitely
It’s something you can’t ask for.
Mr. Zhang looked at Lin Fan with great excitement and said, "Little friend Lin Fan, I really don't know how to thank you."
Lin Fan held Mr. Zhang's hand and said jokingly: "Old man, don't be too polite. I have heard enough thanks today. If I keep talking, I'm afraid my ears will get calluses."
Hearing Lin Fan's words, Mr. Zhang nodded secretly in his heart. Although this boy is young, he has superb skills, and his character is not arrogant, impetuous, arrogant or arrogant, which is rare.
"Woo...Woo..."
At this moment, a suppressed cry came, and everyone couldn't help but turn around and look in the direction of the sound. They saw the butler, Uncle Mo, sobbing with his head down and wiping his tears.
Uncle Mo was an orphan picked up by Mr. Zhang from the battlefield. He didn't know his name but he had a jade pendant with the word "Mo" on his body. Mr. Zhang named him Mo Fusheng and kept him with him as his own.
He was treated like his own flesh and blood, no worse than he was treated by his three biological sons.
Mo Fusheng has been with the old man since he was sensible. He is not only grateful to the old man, but also has family affection. The old man is like a father in Mo Fusheng's heart. When he sees that Mr. Zhang's body is deteriorating, Mo Fusheng feels full in his heart.
Suffering so much, he wished he could endure the pain and suffering instead of the old man. Now that he saw that the old man finally recovered and returned to his former glory, he could no longer control his inner emotions and cried with joy.
"Xiao Si'er, why are you crying?" Mr. Zhang looked at Uncle Mo and pretended to be angry.
Mr. Zhang has three sons. He regards Uncle Mo as his own son, so he always calls him Xiaosier.
Uncle Mo raised his head, he was already in tears, and he choked back and said: "Master, I, I am happy."
Zhang Haitian put his arm around Uncle Mo's shoulders and comforted him softly: "Uncle Mo, you should laugh heartily on this happy day."
"It's because of my appearance. At my age, I'm not as good as you juniors." Uncle Mo wiped away his tears and calmed down a little.
Only then did Mr. Zhang notice that there were a lot of black impurities on the surface of his body, and there was also an unpleasant smell. He blushed and said, "Tian'er, take everyone to the living room for a cup of tea. Grandpa must first
Gone to take a shower."
"Everyone, I'm sorry."
After saying that, the old man apologized and bowed his hands to everyone, and everyone left the room and went down to the first floor, while the old man went to the bathroom to take a shower.
It has been almost half a year since Mr. Zhang was poisoned. He has not taken a bath in these six months. The waiter only wiped his body with a wet towel. But how could he be as refreshed as taking a bath in that way?