Chapter 565 No Food or Drink for 5 Days and 5 Nights!
Is that human being?
On the bed in front of him, lay an old man who was dying. There was no visible flesh anywhere on his body, as if a layer of gray human skin wrapped a corpse.
If it wasn't for the fact that he could still feel a trace of vitality from this 'corpse', Yang Zhen would have almost sacrificed the Great Que Sword and beheaded this evildoer with one sword.
"This...is this Mr. Feng?"
Yang Zhen looked at the pitiful old man in front of him with disbelief. He never expected that he would break through the shackles of heaven and earth with his sword, and turn an old man into such a miserable appearance.
There were tears in Feng Jingtu's eyes, and the big iron-boned man actually burst into tears, but even the poor-mouthed guy like the cheap cat kept silent at this moment, looking solemnly at Mr. Feng who was lying on the bed, in silence.
"This is grandpa. Now he can only hang on with his breath. If he doesn't treat him, the consequences will be unimaginable."
Feng Jingtu wiped away his tears, and showed an ugly smile at Yang Zhen, like a child, asking with fear and expectation: "Can you save it?"
Yang Zhen took a deep breath, shook his head, slowly came to the bedside and sat down, wanting to put his hand on Mr. Feng's body, but after thinking about it, he didn't dare to put it down.
In such a situation, this body may not be able to bear even a little real energy, and if Yang Zhen investigates rashly, it may backfire.
This made Yang Zhen feel at a loss.
"Little friend Yang, you're here!"
A deep voice suddenly sounded in Yang Zhen's mind, startling Yang Zhen, and looked at the expressionless old man in front of him who couldn't even open his eyes.
The old man seemed to smile silently, and said: "The old man looks like this, no wonder you are shocked, but the old man's body understands that the old man is hopeless, but..."
"But what?" Yang Zhen looked at the old man curiously and asked.
This old man is actually able to transmit sound into secrets. This is simply a supernatural power that all good young people on the blue planet are looking forward to. Even Yang Zhen can't take the initiative to communicate with others with his spiritual consciousness. No, but definitely not as relaxed as Mr. Feng.
Yang Zhen only felt this kind of feeling in Xie Ying Hei Tie, which was something Yang Zhen could only do after refining the Great Queue Sword and turning Xie Ying Hei Tie into the sword spirit of the Great Queue Sword.
Hearing Yang Zhen's words, Mr. Feng said in a strange tone: "It's just that, for some reason, the old man seems to have felt an illusion that his life should not be killed, and this illusion has become more and more intense recently. "
"Maybe this is not an illusion!" Yang Zhen smiled and said, "I need to observe your physical condition. Your body is almost damaged."
Seeing that Yang Zhen was talking to himself alone, Feng Jingtu's expressions changed again and again, and then they thought of something, Qiqi was shocked, and looked at Yang Zhen with disbelief.
Feng Jingtu grabbed Yang Zhen even more, and said excitedly: "Grandpa, is grandpa communicating with you?"
Yang Zhen was taken aback, thinking that Feng Jingtu was excitedly calling him grandpa, but after hearing what Feng Jingtu said, he nodded and said, "Could it be that Mr. Feng hasn't communicated with you recently?"
It should take a lot of effort to pass the sound transmission into the secret. If Mr. Feng has not communicated with Feng Jingtu and the others, then his situation seems to be much more serious than Yang Zhen imagined.
Feng Jingtu shook his head, but the ecstasy on his face became more and more intense. Although Yang Zhen didn't give a clear answer, everyone already knew the answer. Mr. Feng was indeed communicating with Yang Zhen.
"Grandpa hasn't communicated with us for a long time. His situation... We probably know it in our hearts. How is it? Is there a way?"
Feng Jingtu looked hopeful and looked at Yang Zhen with burning eyes.
Yang Zhen shook his head again, he had no clue at all, saying that he was sure would be a lie.
"I need to observe for a period of time. During this time, none of you should disturb me."
Hearing Yang Zhen's words, Feng Jingtu didn't even hesitate, and immediately said: "It's easy to say, what you need, just let the cheap cat tell me, no matter what it is, I will try my best to get it for you."
Yang Zhen nodded and said, "Okay, you guys go out first."
After Feng Jingtu and others went out, Mr. Feng did not communicate with Yang Zhen again, and Yang Zhen did not find a way to observe Mr. Feng's injury, so he sat quietly by the bed for a whole day.
On this day, Mr. Feng didn't send his voice into the secret, and Yang Zhen didn't say a word, as if he was practicing.
It's just that if you look carefully, there is a layer of undetectable filaments covering Yang Zhen's side. Runes thinner than hair are condensed into thin lines, surrounding Yang Zhen's body, trying to move toward Mr. Feng. touch.
This kind of touch is very fatal. If you don't control it well, it will damage Mr. Feng's body.
And Mr. Feng's body has been broken into this state. Once it is damaged, it can no longer be repaired. Even if Yang Zhen heals Mr. Feng's injury, unless Mr. Feng has practiced to the Zhou Dynasty, he can travel around the sky and break away from his body. Find another person to seize the house and continue to live, otherwise, you can only live in this broken corpse, or simply cultivate into a soul cultivator.
That was not what Yang Zhen wanted, and certainly not what Mr. Feng wanted.
Yang Zhen's temptation lasted for five days. During the five days, Yang Zhen didn't eat anything or drink a drop of water, as if he disappeared into Feng's house out of thin air.
Feng Jingtu has been guarding the door for five days. Even he could hardly stand the hunger and stupefaction, so he asked someone to get some food. if.
"Awesome, awesome, don't eat or drink for five days, what kind of monster is this kid?"
In five days, almost everyone in Shanhe City knew that Yang Zhen was trying to save Mr. Feng. All kinds of monks came to Feng's house to inquire about the news. It turned out that a torrent was formed, and countless monks even visited Mr. Feng, and even the Mahayana stage powerhouses came to as many as a dozen, and two of them stayed directly at Feng's house.
The whole Feng family respected and treated the two Mahayana stage powerhouses with great courtesy. This is old man Feng's best friend, so naturally he couldn't be neglected. Feng Jingtu also left Xiaozhu for the time being to entertain the two Mahayana stage powerhouses.
In the meeting hall of the Feng family, the breath of the two old men is as calm as the sea. These two are the leading existences in Beiyu. The realm of waiting for others is even higher.
A short and fat old man exuding a strong earth element aura frowned slightly, his temper seemed a little irritable, he slapped the table and stood up: "There is no news for so long, is this Yang Zhen really as bad as rumored?" Reliable?"
Hearing this, everyone in the Feng family showed embarrassment on their faces, and Feng Jingtu's eyes revealed a hint of unhappiness.
Let’s not talk about whether Yang Zhen is trying to gain fame or not, even if Yang Zhen stays by Mr. Feng’s side without eating or drinking, this kind of disposition has surpassed most of the Feng family, even Feng Jingtu himself, Mr. Feng’s most beloved grandson. He never did anything like guarding Mr. Feng for five days without eating or drinking.
The pudgy old man doubted Yang Zhen so much, which made everyone in the Feng family a little depressed, but it was hard to say anything.
At this time, another purple-robed old man said with a smile: "Old man Meng, put down your irritable temper, you even stepped into the coffin with one foot, and you still can't hold your breath."
"Hmph!" The short and fat old man curled his lips: "I'm not worried about old man Feng!"
As he said that, the short fat old man sighed and said: "But then again, Yang Zhen really didn't eat or drink for five days and five nights? Hey, this kid is very interesting, no matter whether he can save old man Feng , I have made an appointment with this little friend, the old man will be the first to refuse to anyone who speaks ill of him in the future."