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——Ou Su tried hard to write the high Chaodie dividing line—

Mahaye sat sideways on the edge of the collapse, reached out to hold Yang Xuangan's vein door, his eyes half closed, as if he was concentrating on exploring his injuries. Yang Zhao, Sha Ye, Che Li and the other two were silently hanging their hands and standing on the side. Yang Su was accompanied by Lan Si, sat about three feet away, leaning forward slightly, looking at the front of her face very nervous. Yang Jian and Empress Dugu were sitting side by side, looking down at the people below the steps. For a moment, the huge hall was completely silent, and the needle could be heard.

After a long time, Mahaye finally withdrew. He opened his eyes and nodded slightly. His expression was unfathomable, and he could not tell whether the situation was good or bad. Yang Su was confused when he was concerned and asked in a worried voice: "National Master, the situation of the dog son..."

Mahaye raised his hand and pressed it weakly, saying, "Duke Yue is not impatient. The eldest son's injury was that his head was severely hit, which caused blood stasis in the skull, causing the meridians to be blocked. Also, because the injury was closely linked to the Tianling Baihui vital points, if you were not careful during treatment, you would not be able to save people at any time, and it would harm people. It was only because of such a difficult situation that Duke Yue was helpless, could he be right?"

Yang Su nodded bitterly and said, "That's right. Oh, if Xuangan's injury was not so difficult, why should I bother the national master? The national master's internal cultivation is profound and no one can reach it in the world. The Vajra Exercise of the Six Divine Arts is best at treating internal injuries. If there is anyone in the world who can cure the dog's son, then who else can besides the national master?"

"The Duke of Yue praised it." Mahaye Heshi gave a tribute and said in a deep voice: "The eldest prince's injury is serious and dangerous. Although I can treat it myself, I am not sure. In view of the emperor and Duke of Yue, I should do my best. But... what the result is, it is difficult to make an assertion at this moment. Whether the Duke of Yue wants to take risks will be considered twice."

The chance was only 50%. When Yang Su heard this, he felt dissatisfied. When he thought that although his son was seriously injured, with Mahaye's cultivation level, he should have at least 70% or 80% sure. Moreover, Yang Su was suspicious and immediately thought of the words of the masked woman last night. Could it be... Could it be that Mahaye is really dissatisfied with me and wants to take an opportunity to attack Xuangan? Does he have to lay the groundwork in advance when he speaks like this at this moment, so that I can't blame him if he "misses"?

In an instant, all kinds of thoughts came over Yang Su's heart like a lantern, making it difficult for him to make up his mind for a long time. Or did Yang Jian break the silence and lean over and ask, "Master, do you really have only 50% chance?"

Mahaye stood up and saluted, and said suddenly, "I am incompetent, I am only 50%."

Yang Jian sighed: "In fact, whether it is 90% or 10% of this kind of risky thing, in the end, isn't it just the only ending of 'success' and 'defeat'? When I am a parent, I can understand your hesitation and hesitation at this moment. But you should also know that if you have to wait until you are sure to do everything in the world, you don't have to do anything at all. Xuangan suffered such heavy injuries. If you don't take a gamble, you may be confused like this for the rest of your life. What's the difference between it and death? In this case, it's better to let the national teacher try his best. In short, it's just a matter of doing his best and let the people and leave it to fate."

As the saying goes, a word awakens the dreamer. Yang Su was not so indecisive in his character. Unfortunately, he cares about it and is confused by the authorities, so he has been unable to make up his mind. He stood up and bowed to Yang Jian and said respectfully: "Your Majesty reminds you, the old minister is confused." He turned to Maha Ye Suyan and said, "Let the national master let go. The plan depends on others, and the success depends on heaven. No matter whether the dog son can be saved, the great kindness of the national master is still very grateful." As he spoke, his right hand was carried behind his back and made a gesture to Lan Si.

Lan Si knew it and was prepared. She immediately flashed out and said respectfully: "Your Majesty. Although the national master has great magical powers, it is only 50% sure about the life of my eldest son. It is too risky. Although the civilian girl is not talented, she is also a little bit versatile. Among them, there is Taoist and pure hearts and good mantras, which can calm the soul and regain the soul, which can increase people's concentration and endurance, and focus on doing things, which is more at ease than usual. If the emperor and the national master allow it, the civilian girl wants to use this mantra to cast it on the national master, which can also slightly promote a little chance to save the eldest son."

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Oh, there is such a magical magic? National Master, what do you think?"

Mahaye said in a deep voice: "It's all right. I'll ask Miss Lan Si to perform the trick."

Lan Si was prepared for a long time. She opened the sheepskin bag hanging on her waist, took out the talisman written in advance, and walked forward a few steps forward, saying respectfully: "National Master, the little girl is rude." She pinched the magic formula, picked up the talisman and injected her magic power into it. The talisman paper then "puff~" the ground burned without fire, forming a bright red flame flower. The lip of the blue silk moved lightly, and quickly recited an obscure and difficult-to-understand spell, holding the talisman paper to the Maha leaves, and the trajectory was mysterious and complex, as if it was secretly connected with the ultimate principles of heaven and earth. In an instant, the talisman paper was burned out, and Lan Si suddenly shouted: "Imperial!" The talisman fire was sent forward.

The gorgeous red light turned blue in an instant, and it spread like ripples in circles and spread in all directions like ripples, until it filled all the space in the hall. It was only when it was shrouded under the blue light that it was almost the leader of the Jile Sect, as well as the guards in the palace standing beside the palace gate. Everyone in the hall felt suddenly excited. Not only was their mind clear, but they were more refreshed, and they were filled with indescribable comfort and pleasure. They had been famous for a long time, but they saw Yang Zhao, who had seen Lan Si perform mysterious techniques with his own eyes, even more heartbroken. When they looked up again, Lan Si had already stopped and retreated. She looked a little tired, and her forehead was covered with thin sweat. The talisman on her hand had burned out, but there was no ash.

Mahaye exhaled in a deep voice, "The mysterious technique of Guigu's lineage is indeed unique." Then he fell cross-legged, closed his eyes and lowered his eyebrows, and entered the state of meditation. Yang Jian knew that he wanted to accumulate energy in order to save Yang Xuangan, so he raised his arms and made a gesture. The guards, eunuchs and others in the hall immediately retreated respectfully and covered the door.

Mahaye practiced his skills and gathered strength, and gradually came to the realm of forgetting things and me. The white air above his head was filled with mist, and it became thicker and thicker, rising like a steamer, condensed into a straight line. Suddenly, the four spirits of Arhat, Bodhisattva, Thunder God, and Guanyin appeared one after another behind them. Their shapes were either powerful, agile, a kind, or compassionate... They were all vivid, as if the true bodies of gods and Buddhas had come to the world. Yang Jian and Queen Dugu exclaimed repeatedly, and immediately left the throne, knelt piously towards the four spirits, and recited the "Great Compassion Mantra" in a low voice. Since this is the case, can others still stand? At that moment, Yang Zhaohe Shaye, Che Li, Yang Su and Lan Si also knelt down. But only the parties involved knew what their thoughts were.

The true energy of Mahaye's spirits became more and more powerful. The four spirits and forms continued for a while and had transformed one after another, but they were each condensed, as if they were in a certain combination. Suddenly, the eyes of the Lord's sect master opened, and a sharp light filled with intimidating momentum suddenly burst into pieces. Everyone present subconsciously narrowed their eyes and could not look at him. When the four spirits and forms were the same, they were finally combined, and it was - Vajra!

Vajra is the essence of gold, and it will not be eliminated by all things. It can destroy all things without being destroyed by all things. Buddhism uses this as wisdom, showing the appearance of power and wrath, and can eliminate all the inverted views of greed, anger, and ignorance. Although Mahaye’s Six Divine Arts are not orthodox, but with his profound cultivation, the Vajra form is still domineering, just like no matter what obstacles there are in front of you, it can be eliminated in one fell swoop.

Before everyone's praise was over, the leader of the Jile Master Sect had already taken action. His movements were like a dragon and a tiger leaping. He suddenly approached Yang Xuangan's body and grabbed it in the air. The eldest son of the Yang family was like a puppet pulling a thread, lingered by the invisible thread of true energy, and he could not reach the world or fall to the ground. He bounced up from a lying position to a hanging position. Mahaye chanted loudly, and his right hand was closed and clamped. The crisp crackling sound immediately resounded in all directions, and the sound had not fallen. The "Six Divine Arts of Vajra Extraction" fists were like rain, and they blasted out densely. Each attack happened to hit Yang Xuangan's meridians. Yang Xuangan's upper body was completely cracked, and countless light golden energy was rushing around under his skin. The scene was shocking, which made people shudder.

He knew that such an oddity was caused by Mahaye's full force to heal Yang Xuangan, but they were concerned about each other's flesh and blood. At this moment, Yang Su still couldn't help but clench his fists tightly, and even his nails fell into his palms and still didn't feel anything. The chaotic waves of the heart lake spread out, and Lan Si immediately felt something. She turned around and glanced at Yang Su, pursed her lips tightly, and said nothing. However, a voice came straight into Yang Su's mind and comforted her softly: "Master, don't worry. Mahaye did not have murderous intentions in his heart, but instead felt compassionate. It was true that he did his best to save the eldest son."

Yang Su didn't think it was strange when he heard the sound in his mind. He just let out a long breath and slowly let go of his fist. What Lan Si used just now was not a mantra of clearing the heart, but a mantra of connecting the heart to stabilize the soul. Although it does have the function of calming the spirit and calming the soul, more importantly, it is to set up an invisible heart net. With the performer as the core, at this moment, the emotional fluctuations in the hearts of everyone in the hall, regardless of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, will be immediately noticed by Lan Si. Although he has not yet understood what the other party thinks clearly, if Mahaye wants to secretly attack Yang Xuangan in the name of healing, this thought will definitely not be hidden from Lan Si. This is the secret weapon that Yang Su prepared for in case of prevention after listening to the masked woman's words last night.

Looking back at the heart of the palace, the light golden energy of "Vajra" gradually became like a river returning to the sea, gathering towards the Ren and Du meridians in front of Yang Xuangan. It seemed that they were going to attack forward and backward, and relieve the blood in their brains in one fell swoop. It seemed that Mahaye had to hit more than 100 blows, which seemed to be very difficult. Not only was he sweating profusely, his lips were no longer bloody. His body was shaking, and it seemed that he was on the verge of limits and was almost unable to support it. No matter what his position was, the audience was on his own.

All of the hearts were also raised to the throat, and they all knew success or failure, life and death were about to be determined. Suddenly, the leader of the Jile Master sect had a divine power and his tongue burst into thunder. Everyone in the hall felt like a thunder in his ears, and they couldn't help but retreat three steps at the same time. As the lightning was almost over the lightning, Mahaye, who had an unprecedentedly clear appearance of the Vajra behind him, stepped forward, crossed his fingers and fisted, aimed at Yang Xuangan Tianling Baihui, and punched him hard.

With the muffled sound of "Bang~", Yang Xuangan, who was originally in a dizzy manner, opened his eyes wide, and strands of black blood oozed out from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose at the same time. His body was also free from the restraint of invisible energy and fell on the ground. Mahaye stopped and stood firm. The Vajra retreated successfully and suddenly disintegrated.

Yang Su suddenly felt happy. He knew that the blood in his son's skull had been dissolved and forced out. He couldn't wait to jump over and shouted, "Xuangan, Xuangan, are you doing well?" He was about to hug his son in his arms to check what was going on. Suddenly, Lan Si's face changed drastically, and shouted, "Master!" Without even more, he jumped out and pushed Yang Su to the ground from behind. The difference was only half a moment, and he sat upright on the ground. Yang Xuangan, who was dying, suddenly stood up and howled up the sky. The surging flame power of the flame technique immediately gushed like a tsunami and mountain collapsed, gushing wildly uncontrollably. Wherever the flames passed, the gold bricks on the ground could not stand it, and were quickly burned into scorching magma, flowing wildly in all directions.
Chapter completed!