Chen Qingyang lowered his head and hesitated for a while before saying, "Six years ago, I rescued him from the underground boxing ring, and never thought he would achieve what he is today."

"It took only six years to reach the middle stage of Condensation. It is indeed a martial arts genius. Before you were injured, your strength should not be weaker than him now, right?" Huang Fengming asked with a smile.

"The late stage of Condensing Evil." Chen Qingyang said lightly.

A year ago, Chen Qingyang was only 22 years old. At that time, he had the strength of the later stage of Ningjin. If it was spread, it would probably shock the entire world of warriors.

The innate realm is the illusory realm in rumors, so the peak of Ningjin is the ultimate martial arts pursued by most warriors. Chen Qingyang's strength a year ago was one step away from reaching the peak of Ningjin. This talent is enough to stand out in the world.

However, Chen Qingyang knew that the innate realm was not a legend, it was a real realm. At least Chen Qingyang had seen three innate warriors, one was the person who seriously injured him back then, the other was his master who had only met several times, and the other was near in front of him, the god of war Huang Fengming.

When he heard that Chen Qingyang once had the strength of Ningjin in the later stage, Huang Fengming's smile became stronger.

"Sure enough, the tiger father has no dog son." Huang Fengming said.

Chen Qingyang was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't quite understand the true meaning of Huang Fengming's words.

Obviously, Huang Fengming has a very high opinion of Chen Bailang, and it seems that his father is indeed a bit difficult to make a congenital warrior like him willing to stay by his side as a bodyguard.

"Touch your hand over." Huang Fengming said suddenly.

Although Chen Qingyang didn't know what he was going to do, he still reached over.

Huang Fengming stretched out his two fingers, his fingertips flashed, and he gently pressed Chen Qingyang's Cunkou pulse position.

Suddenly, a warm current that Chen Qingyang could not refuse poured into his body from his wrist meridians and instantly spread throughout his body.

However, this warm current did not make Chen Qingyang feel comfortable, but instead made his whole body feel like tens of thousands of ants biting the meridians, extremely painful and uncomfortable.

Seeing that Huang Fengming had no intention of stopping, Chen Qingyang could only grit his teeth and persevere. After a few breaths, he was sweating profusely, and his already seriously injured body was almost about to lose his body.

"well!"

With a sigh, Huang Fengming slowly retracted his fingers, shook his head gently, and said, "I want to open up the Zhoutian Xuanzhi for you, but in the end I was still delusional. Your meridians were damaged too seriously. Although it improved, your remaining internal strength improved slightly, but if it continued for a long time, the remaining internal strength would only aggravate the loss of your meridians. In less than a year, you will become a waste person, and even survive for three years."

Even Chen Qingyang's psychological quality, his face changed dramatically when he heard this.

After taking a healing medicine, Chen Qingyang's disheartened heart rekindled hope. Now Huang Fengming's words were like a plate of cold water that directly wiped out his hope.

The Zhoutian Xuanhuo is a mysterious meridian that is more advanced than other ordinary meridians in the body. If a warrior opens up the Zhoutian Xuanhuo, even if his qualifications are dull, he will definitely be able to enter the innate realm within ten years.

As strong as Chen Qingyang back then, he still failed to open up his own Zhoutian Xuanzhi, otherwise he would have become a congenital warrior long ago.

"Thank you for Grandpa Feng's advice." Chen Qingyang lowered his head, clenched his fists, and his eyes showed unwilling hatred.

If Chen Qingyang had learned that his life span was less than three years before coming to the capital, he might have accepted it calmly.

Because of Tianxie Sect, the woman he loved most had no bones. Now he knows that Tianxie Sect has not yet perished, how could he be willing to die?

"What, don't give up?" Huang Fengming asked with a smile.

Chen Qingyang slowly relaxed his clenched fists and said helplessly: "What can I do if I'm not willing to give up?"

Even Huang Fengming, who is in the innate realm, cannot open up his Zhoutian Xuanzhi. I'm afraid no one in this world can do it, right?

Chen Qingyang suddenly remembered his master who had only met a few times. Maybe he could do it, but Chen Qingyang would not beg him.

"What if I have a way to restore your broken meridians?" A mysterious smile suddenly appeared on Huang Fengming's face.

Chen Qingyang's whole body shook, and he looked at Huang Fengming in disbelief. After a long time, he asked, "Really can it?"

"I'm not sure, but at least 80% sure." Huang Fengming said.

"I would also like to tell Grandpa Feng that no matter what price I have to pay, I am willing." Chen Qingyang was too excited and his body couldn't suppress it.

Power, Chen Qingyang was so eager for power than ever before. As long as he was allowed to slaughter all the remnants of the Tianxie Sect and uproot the Wang family, even if he was asked to die immediately, he would never frown.

"Haha, with your voice, Grandpa Feng, I will do my best to help you and stop the car!" Huang Fengming said.

The driver quickly stepped on the brakes, turned around and asked respectfully: "Senior, what's wrong?"

"Forget everything you heard just now, and don't mention a word to outsiders." Huang Fengming said lightly.

The driver's face turned slightly pale and immediately promised: "Don't worry, senior, I will definitely forget it all."

Chen Qingyang seemed to guess that Huang Fengming was going to take him out of the car here, so he said to the driver: "Take him to a safe place to recuperate, and let him go back to Haicheng to wait for me after he heals."

"I understand, but Young Master, how will I explain to Master Wolf?" asked the driver.

"You just said we will leave for a few days, and thank him for me." After that, Chen Qingyang opened the car door and got off the car directly.

The driver immediately left with the unconscious demon shadow, leaving Chen Qingyang and Huang Fengming.

"Grandpa Feng, where are we going?" Chen Qingyang asked.

"Songshan." Huang Fengming said.

"Songshan? Why do you want to go there?" Chen Qingyang asked in confusion.

Songshan is located in Nanhe Province and is one of the Five Mountains of China. It is also the birthplace of Buddhist Zen and Taoist holy land.

"There are not many places in the world that can cure your broken meridians, and there is one of them." Huang Fengming said.

Chen Qingyang was happy and asked, "Then should we take a bus or take a plane directly?"

"Run over." Huang Fengming said.

Chen Qingyang was stunned for a moment, looking at Huang Fengming's calm expression, obviously he didn't seem to be joking with him.

"Grandpa Feng, my current body will probably take several months to reach Songshan from here to reach Songshan?" Chen Qingyang said with a wry smile.

After suffering from Li Jingshan's heavy blow, Chen Qingyang's body became even weaker. Now, let alone running, it is extremely difficult to walk.

"Take it." Huang Fengming had a light blue pill in his hand and handed it directly to Chen Qingyang.

"Holy Medicine for healing?" Chen Qingyang looked slightly stunned.
Chapter completed!