Zhang Yerong's words were like thunder, leaving a heavy blow in the minds of everyone in the dormitory, and Long Xiangtian didn't know what to say.
Finally, it was Wang She who spoke first: "Rong'er, don't be so impulsive. Uncle's situation is not the same as Brother Long's. Brother Long may not have any solution. Besides, there may be other ways to solve this matter."
Zhang Yerong calmed down a little after hearing Wang She's words. She wiped the tears from her face, but still looked at Long Xiangtian with anticipation.
Long Xiangtian was also full of reluctance. Although he was not familiar with Zhang Yerong, he had a good impression of this filial daughter who was willing to work hard for her father. However, the "Killing Heaven Tyrant Mysterious Qi" could not be passed on to others. Besides, even if he gave her the skills, it might not be of any use. After all, she also said that her father was poisoned.
Oh, poisoning. Long Xiangtian suddenly thought of something. After thinking for a moment, he said to Zhang Yerong, "Miss Zhang, I can give it a try, but I can't guarantee success."
After all, Long Xiangtian didn’t know what kind of poison Zhang Yerong’s father was infected with, nor did he know whether “The Mysterious Energy of Killing the Sky” was useful or not. He could only give Zhang Yerong a vaccination first to avoid the situation where the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
"Okay, okay." When Zhang Yerong heard that there was still a glimmer of hope, she immediately wanted to take Long Xiangtian to her home happily, not wanting to waste any time.
However, Long Xiangtian did not blame Zhang Yerong. After all, if something happened to his father, he would be so anxious, not to mention a young girl. Of course, the little fat man and Wang She also followed closely behind the two.
After all, they were cultivators, and their identities were special, so no one stopped them even if they were running in the city, and they soon arrived at the Zhang family's house. Zhang Yerong stopped a servant and asked where her father was, then ran to his study.
After Zhang Yerong and Long Xiangtian disappeared, the servants began to talk about it.
"Miss, why are you going there in such a hurry?"
"How would I know? But it's a pity that the young lady and the master are so kind to us servants, why don't they get rewarded for their kindness?"
"That's right, but what can we servants do?"
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"Rong'er, how can you be so flustered?" Zhang Pengshu was in the study room, worrying about something, when he saw his daughter running in in a panic. He was already in a bad mood, so he became stern towards his daughter.
But he regretted it after he said it. After all, his daughter had been worried about him for a long time. It was obvious that he was unable to protect this family, so he shouldn't take his anger out on his daughter.
However, Zhang Yerong did not care at all about her father's sudden scolding. Instead, she said to her father excitedly, "Father, I found a doctor who may be able to cure your poison." Then she pulled Long Xiangtian out.
Zhang Yerong deliberately concealed the fact that Long Xiangtian was just her classmate, and she also made up a doctor's title for Long Xiangtian, fearing that her father would not want Long Xiangtian to be examined.
Zhang Pengshu also squinted his eyes and looked Long Xiangtian up and down, obviously not believing that such a young man could cure the strange poison that he had looked for countless people but no one could figure out.
Long Xiangtian didn't care when he saw Zhang Pengshu's scrutinizing and suspicious look. After all, he was not a doctor and there was nothing to be unhappy about.
However, he added: "I'm not sure if I can cure your poison, but I'm willing to give it a try."
Zhang Pengshu originally wanted to chase Long Xiangtian out, but then he saw that Long Xiangtian had an indifferent expression on his face and didn't look like a liar. In addition, the kid from the Wang family also came in with Long Xiangtian, which meant that they all knew each other, which also showed that Long Xiangtian must have some real skills.
"You guys go out first." After thinking for a moment, Zhang Pengshu still didn't want to make his daughter unhappy, so he decided to give it a try. Anyway, the situation wouldn't get worse.
When Zhang Yerong heard that her father was willing to try, she instantly became happy and pulled Wang She and the fat boy outside.
"Brother Long, is it okay?" Wang She said to Long Xiangtian with some concern before leaving, but he also got a relatively pertinent answer from Long Xiangtian: I will try my best.
At this moment, the person who has the most confidence in Long Xiangtian in the room is probably the fat man. After all, he now firmly believes that Long Xiangtian knows magic. For magic, a little bit of poison can be easily detoxified.
After everyone left, Long Xiangtian walked to Zhang Pengshu's side and said to him, "Uncle, I will transfer a trace of profound power into your body. Please don't resist."
"I can't resist either." Zhang Pengshu said rather miserably.
At this time, Long Xiangtian also realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he closed his mouth, gently placed his hand on Zhang Pengshu's hand, and guided his light golden mysterious power to flow towards Zhang Pengshu's dantian.
When Long Xiangtian's Xuanli reached Zhang Pengshu's Dantian, he suddenly felt a sticky purple-black liquid enveloping his entire Dantian. It was estimated that Zhang Pengshu's Dantian was unable to circulate Xuanli because of this sticky purple-black liquid.
Long Xiangtian didn't know whether his mysterious power would be of any use to this strange thing, so he had to test it little by little. Unexpectedly, as soon as his mysterious power touched the liquid, the liquid scattered everywhere as if it had encountered something horrible.
At this time, Long Xiangtian also understood that these strange things must be afraid of his mysterious power, so he injected more mysterious power into Zhang Pengshu's body, tightly wrapping the liquid.
With Long Xiangtian's deliberate control, the encirclement became smaller and smaller, and as soon as the Xuanli touched the liquid, it swallowed it up without reservation.
Although his own profound strength seemed to be the nemesis of this unknown liquid, this treatment also made Long Xiangtian a little tired, and even his face turned pale. After Long Xiangtian cleared the last trace of liquid, he sat down on the wooden chair next to him.
Zhang Pengshu was also extremely excited at this time. Ever since Long Xiangtian began to devour the liquid in his body that blocked his dantian, he knew that this little brother was the one who could save him.
Now he could feel that the Dantian in his body was continuously transmitting mysterious energy to him. Although he had not directly recovered to his peak strength, that was only a matter of time. The feeling of regaining what he had lost made Zhang Pengshu so excited that he was speechless.