The internal internal organs were all broken due to violent fights. In addition, Li Xingyun was in a state of devil and forced to operate the internal force of his body. Several meridians in his body had been broken. Now Li Xingyun is completely considered a useless person.

It can be said that if there was no powerful force to repair these injuries, Li Xingyun could be said to have finished playing.

Yang Cong covered his head, not knowing whether he was looking for trouble or was idle, but he wanted to let Li Xingyun exercise.

Now that I’m fine, I’m still tired. Fortunately, there are benefits to this, which can help Li Xingyun grow a little.

After all, he will be an emperor in the future. As he is far from enough now, he still has to continue to grow and exercise.

"Cough." Uncle Yang kept sighing and seemed very sad when he saw Li Xingyun's appearance.

"Uncle Yang, can you go out first? I want to try it." Yang Cong said.

Uncle Yang glanced at Yang Cong, then turned around and walked out of the room without saying a word, and closed the door.

Uncle Yang, who was outside the door, stood like this, looking at the sky. Uncle Yang had never thought about whether Yang Cong could save Li Xingyun. He just wanted Yang Cong to try it. It was nothing, and in the end he would still have to do that. If he didn't let him try it, it might hurt his dignity. If he didn't succeed, then there would be nothing to say.

When Yang Cong in the room saw that Uncle Yang had gone out, he came to Li Xingyun.

His right hand opened and pressed it on Li Xingyun's chest. Yang Cong closed his eyes and slowly moved the energy of life in his body, slowly guiding it into Li Xingyun's body.

After the energy of life entered Li Xingyun's body, it began to repair Li Xingyun's injured areas.

With continuous repair, Li Xingyun's body is getting better at the peak with the restoration of the energy of life.

After an hour, Li Xingyun's injuries were healed. He only had to rest for one night. Now Yang Cong's mission has been completed.

Yang Cong couldn't help but touch the sweat on his head. He still overestimated his strength.

He only mastered the energy of life a little bit. When he was treating Li Xingyun, he thought it would not be necessary, but he still consumed 90% of Yang Cong's. Moreover, he controlled the energy of life for a long time to repair the injury in Li Xingyun's body. Although Yang Cong's internal strength was very strong, the energy of life outside the body was simply like a heaven and an underground operation than in Yang Cong's body.

It can be said that the life energy in Yang Cong's body does not even need internal strength to maintain it. As long as you are injured, the life energy in Yang Cong's body will be automatically repaired.

However, controlling the energy of life outside the body not only consumes a lot of internal energy, but also causes fatigue to the body. This made Yang Cong unable to help but trigger the idea of ​​continuing to step up his cultivation. He is still in the Hunyuan (mid-stage innate stage). He is sure to use this strength to resist the bad coach, but to defeat the bad coach, he has to break through.

Yang Cong looked at Li Xingyun who had just walked back from the Ghost Gate and sighed: "No wonder Uncle Yang has to rely on all his lifelong skills to save you."

Yang Cong walked to the door and opened the door.

Even though an hour passed, Uncle Yang still stood not far outside the door and looked at the sky, looking very melancholy.

"Uncle Yang." Yang Cong bowed to Uncle Yang and said.

When Uncle Yang heard Yang Cong calling him, Uncle Yang turned around, looked at Yang Cong, and said, "Yang Cong, you are out."

Then he walked to Yang Cong and patted Yang Cong on the shoulder and said again: "It's okay. Failing once does not mean that every time you will fail. If you work hard, you will succeed."

Yang Cong knew when he heard Uncle Yang’s words that Uncle Yang thought he had failed, but Uncle Yang had never thought that he would succeed.

"Uncle Yang, no, I succeeded." Yang Cong said.

"What!" Uncle Yang said in surprise: "Have you succeeded?"

Yang Cong nodded and said, "Yes, Uncle Yang, I have cured Li Xingyun. Now he only needs to have a sleep and he will wake up tomorrow."

After hearing Yang Cong's words, Uncle Yang smiled and laughed happily.

Looking at Uncle Yang, this was the first time Yang Cong saw Uncle Yang smile.

Eight years ago, Uncle Yang's best friend Lu Youjie died and he couldn't laugh.

Later, because of Li Xingyun's identity and future destiny, he couldn't laugh.

Just now, because Li Xingyun was approaching the gates of hell, he couldn't laugh.

It has been more than eight years, and Yang Cong has never seen Uncle Yang laugh, but now he has seen it.

Uncle Yang's smile is like the sun shining across the continent after a rainy day, very dazzling.

"Does Uncle Yang want to go in and take a look?" Yang Cong said: "I won't go in. I want to go and rest."

"Okay, Yang Cong, you have tried your best, go." Uncle Yang knew how much strength it would take to save Li Xingyun, so Yang Cong suggested that he wanted to rest, but Uncle Yang agreed without thinking.

Now he just wants to go in and see Li Xingyun.

"Then my nephew will take his leave." Yang Cong bowed to Uncle Yang again and turned around and left.

Then Uncle Yang also walked into the room, and bypassed the screen and saw Li Xingyun lying quietly on the couch.

At this time, Li Xingyun looked no different from Uncle Yang before he went out, but Uncle Yang knew that treating Li Xingyun was not to treat Li Xingyun's external injuries, but to save internal injuries.

So he came to Li Xingyun, closed his eyes, and pressed his two fingers on Li Xingyun's pulse.

After a while, Uncle Yang opened his eyes in shock.

For nothing else, the serious injuries in Li Xingyun's body have almost healed, and the rest are some injuries that only require cultivation.

What shocked Uncle Yang even more was that at this time, there was a strange internal force in Li Xingyun's body that he couldn't understand, spreading across Li Xingyun's body, and was constantly repairing Li Xingyun's injuries.

Although Uncle Yang couldn't feel what internal strength was, it was strange. It was completely different from the internal strength of ordinary warriors. He could feel that this internal strength had all the powerful vitality, and it was more than enough to repair Li Xingyun.

He knew that this must have been something that Yang Cong used to become like this, and it also consumed a lot of Yang Cong's power, otherwise Yang Cong would not have said he would go to rest just now.

Thinking of this, Uncle Yang's eyes turned red, but as a man, he could not cry. His tears had already flowed out a long time ago.

"This Yang Cong really deserves his name."

Just as Uncle Yang was recalling the little things in the past, a voice pulled Uncle Yang back to reality.

He quickly turned around.
Chapter completed!