My Master Is a God

Shentu's tent was set up on a high ground in the valley because he said his son liked to see the scenery and a place with a wide field of vision.

In fact, it was because his son was paralyzed and couldn't walk. He always felt anxious when he couldn't move. He wanted to find a higher place with a wider view, where it would not be so boring.

For Shentu Chenggang, he actually had no idea about how high Yang Yiyun's medical skills were, but he just didn't want to give up any chance.

His son is everything in his heart, his lifeblood and spiritual support. His wife is actually an ordinary person, but she grew up as a childhood sweetheart and died in childbirth when giving birth to his son.

Shen Tu Chenggang was left with an infant son, who was brought up incessantly because of the death of his wife.

In Shentu Chenggang's view, if his wife was also an ancient warrior, she would not die, because the physical fitness of ancient warriors is much better than that of ordinary people.

Therefore, Shentu Chenggang taught his son martial arts since he was a child and attached great importance to it. However, due to excessive emphasis, it ended up harming his son.

Practicing too much, typically too much, is not enough, and the result is problems with the meridians. For ten years, he traveled here and there, teaching his son how to practice martial arts, and making a special trip to treat the disease.

There were tears and regrets among them. Shen Tu Chenggang often thought, maybe if he didn't put pressure on his son and force him to practice martial arts, this kind of thing wouldn't happen. If he let his son be an ordinary person, maybe it would be better?

As his son's meridians became seriously blocked and his life was about to be endangered in the end, Shen Tu Chenggang regretted extremely, but there is no regret medicine in the world.

So he clearly knew that a young man like Yang Yiyun would not have high medical skills, but he still deceived himself and took Yang Yiyun to the tent to treat his son. He would not let go of any hope. As long as he lived one more day, he would not give up. .

The belief in miracles became part of Shentu Chenggang's support. If it weren't for this fantasy-like belief, he wouldn't know how to persevere.

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"Master Yang, this is my tent~" A lonely tent appeared in front of about ten tents divided equally. It looked like the most ordinary kind, it looked very simple.

After Shen Tucheng finished speaking, he then shouted to the tent: "Shi'er has a guest~"

"Father, come in~"

Yang Yiyun and others heard a breathless voice in the tent, and then the tent curtain moved, and a young man who looked like he was in his early twenties appeared in a wheelchair.

This young man is Shentu Shi, the son of Shentu Chenggang.

In fact, according to Shentu Chenggang, Shentu Shi is already in his early forties. As for his appearance, he looks more than 20 years old because Shentu Shi achieved his innate talent when he was twenty-seven years old.

The path of martial arts is similar to that of cultivation. As your cultivation level improves, your body's functions will become stronger and you will naturally look younger.

Shen Tushi became a genius at the age of twenty-seven, and his appearance will be fixed in his youth. This is also the reason why many people's actual age and appearance do not match.

A similar situation is more obvious among cultivators than martial arts disciples. Perhaps a young man or girl who looks like a teenager is actually an old monster who has been cultivating for hundreds of years.

The higher the cultivation level, the younger the appearance will be through conscious changes. Of course, some people don't care about appearance and will look older.

In the way of cultivation, you don't care much about appearance. The reason is that after mastering the magic of transformation, people with advanced cultivation can change their appearance at any time.

After Shen Tushi came out in a wheelchair and saw his father Shen Tu Chenggang, he originally put a smile on his face and greeted him. In fact, Yang Yiyun saw that Shen Tushi's eyes were dull and lifeless, and everything seemed like It's just disguised.

"Both father and son are suffering in their hearts~" Yang Yiyun said to himself. Every family has sutras that are difficult to recite. This is the same for ordinary people and ancient warriors.

"Shi'er, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Yang Yiyun, the master of the Yunmen Sect. Mr. Yang is proficient in medicine and has come to show you the meridians." Shentu Chenggang finished speaking and said to Yang Yiyun: "Sect Master Yang, this is The dog is trying to kill the stone."

"Shen Tu Shi has met Master Yang~"

Yang Yiyun returned the greeting with a smile, and then Qian Jue and others also said hello. After a few polite remarks, they simply sat outside the tent.

There was nothing they could do if they didn't sit down. The tent of Shentu and his son was too small to accommodate everyone, which made Shentu Chenggang a little embarrassed. Yang Yiyun smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist Shentu, don't worry about it. Our cultivation is about comprehending the nature of the world. Sitting in the open air will make us more comfortable." It’s down-to-earth and doesn’t pay attention to anything.”

"What Yang Clan Master said is true, but after all, Shentu's hospitality was not good enough. I'll move the table and cut the tea." Shentu Cheng just finished speaking and entered the tent.

At this time, Shen Tushi said: "Don't be surprised by Yang Clan Master and the others. Over the years, my father has been seeking medical treatment for my meridians problem, which has cost a lot of money. It's good for us, father and son, to have a tent to protect us from the wind and rain."

"It can be seen that your father loves you very much. This can be regarded as practice. You don't have to worry about secular etiquette."

"Yes, I have caused my father these years..."

While the two were chatting, Shentu Chenggang, Mingjue and others moved tables and chairs, and after making tea, they sat down.

At this time, Shentu Chenggang said to Yang Yiyun with hope and urgency on his face: "Master Yang, please look at Quanzi's meridians...?"

"I'll take a look right now. Fellow Taoist Shentu, there's no need to worry. My son can still move his hands, which means it's not the worst yet."

After finishing speaking, Yang Yiyun gestured to Shen Tushi and stretched out his left hand, seemingly to feel the pulse. In fact, Yang Yiyun never felt the pulse when seeing a doctor. He always used Qi to check the body.

When the true energy entered Shen Tushi's body, Yang Yiyun frowned. The problem with the meridians in Shen Tushi's body was more serious than he imagined.

Yang Yiyun's frown made Shentu Chenggang on the side feel anxious, but the person involved, Shentu Shi, showed no expression.

In the past ten years, he had visited countless famous doctors with his father, but none of them could solve his meridian problems. Shen Tushi didn't think Yang Yiyun could do anything. If it weren't for the fear of living up to the expectations of his father, Shen Tu Chenggang, Shen Tushi wouldn't have wanted to let Yang Yiyun see a doctor.

On the other hand, every time he sought medical treatment and took medicine over the years, he had been disappointed and numb, with no hope in his heart.

During Yang Yiyun's examination, it was found that 80% of the meridians in Shen Tu Shi's body were blocked. Only his left arm and the area above his heart and neck were somewhat normal, but they were already on the verge of being blocked. If nothing goes wrong, Shen Tu Shi would be in danger for another half a year. All the meridians will become dry and blocked, and death will occur at that time.

The reason why he can maintain this level now is entirely because he has a large amount of vitality energy in his body to maintain. It should be due to the elixir that Shentu Chenggang has taken to Shentu Shi in recent years.

However, it is precisely because of the consumption of a large amount of elixir that it harmed the Shentu Stone. The blockage of the meridians resulted in the inability to move the true energy smoothly. The long-term accumulation of true energy in the body formed a huge energy. Once One day these energies can no longer be endured in Shentu Shi's body, and even if his meridians are blocked, he will explode and die.

During the examination, Yang Yiyun found that each of Shentu Shi's meridians was not necrotic, but that there was a problem with the acupoints, which caused the meridians to block their circulation. Over time, the accumulated true energy in the acupoints almost solidified, and finally became completely blocked.

If the way of cultivation is compared to a systematic water pipe, the meridians are the water pipes, and the orifices are the valves that separate the pipes. In other words, water pipes and valves, meridians and orifices complement each other, and both are indispensable.

Shen Tushi's current problem is that the valve in his body is closed, and all he has to do is to reopen the valve to allow the water pipe to flow.

But this process is very difficult. After all, it is a meridian for cultivating Taoism. The slightest mistake will put Shen Tu Shi's life in danger.

After the examination was completed, Yang Yiyun explained the situation in Shentu Shi's body in detail to Shentu and his son.

Shen Tushi knew his situation best. After listening to Yang Yiyun's story, his eyes suddenly shone. The problem Yang Yiyun told was the most accurate and precise one in seeking medical treatment in recent years. Subconsciously, Shen Tushi felt deep in his heart. There is a glimmer of hope.

But Shen Tucheng didn't think so much and asked anxiously: "Master Yang, can my Shi'er's meridian problem be cured?" What he was most concerned about was whether his son could recover.

Yang Yiyun picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea before saying: "Since I can tell you the root cause of the problem, and I have promised to help fellow Taoist Shentu, I will do my best. Although it is difficult, I am 70% sure of the cure."

"Bang~"

As soon as these words came out, the teacup in Shentu Chenggang's hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. Teng stood up and asked in a trembling voice: "Master Yang, are you serious about this?"

"It's absolutely true, Yang wouldn't joke with fellow Taoist Shentu about this kind of thing." Yang Yiyun put down his tea cup and said with a smile.

Immediately, Shentu Chenggang knelt in front of Yang Yiyun with a body as strong as an iron tower and said in a muffled voice: "Please save my Shi'er, Master Yang. As long as my son's meridians can be cured, I will succeed in Shentu. I swear to God that I will be Mr. Yang's in this life." Be a cow or a horse, Shentu Chenggang's life belongs to Mr. Yang."

Yang Yiyun said happily in his heart: "I'm just waiting for your words. It's not easy to be loyal to the Evil King of Rogue Cultivators~"

After thinking about it, he quickly went to help Shentu Chenggang.