Chapter 134 One Night's White Head

"Are you one by one, one by one, are you Ye Tian? ...,

After hearing Ye Tian's voice, Feng turned around violently, but looking at the gray-haired teenager sitting on the ground, his eyes stepped back three steps like a ghost.

The kerosene lamps all over the ground were kicked everywhere. If it hadn't been for the time of the formation, I'm afraid that the old way would have been in the footsteps of Zhuge Liang. Ye Tian couldn't help but be secretly glad that if he had been recruited earlier, he might have given up all his previous achievements.

He waved his hand feebly, and Ye Tian said, "Brother Madman, give me a hand and give me some of the food you brought..."

"Is it really a little leaf?!" This time, the situation was really heard. Although his voice was a little hoarse, there was no doubt that it was Ye Tian.

"Old man, what evil method did you use? Did you take away Ye Tian's life span?"

Looking at Ye Tian, who looked at Ye Tian, who looked at the rosy Lao Dao with a rosy face, Feng Kuang seemed to understand something. He rushed to the bed, grabbed Lao Dao's collar, and shouted loudly.

From the perspective of Feng Kuang, Ye Tian was actually like an old man in his teens in just one week, and the old way came back to life. There must be some unknown tricks in it. If Ye Tian is a little girl, Feng Kuang can be guessed that the old way is picking yin and mending yang.

Although Feng Kuang has been in awe of Li Shanyuan over the years, compared with Ye Tian's friendship like a family for so many years, Oak Fury has overwhelmed the fear of the old way. Looking at Ye Tian's miserable appearance, Feng Kuang can't wait to break the old way into thousands of corpses.

"Bunty boy, go ahead and help Ye Tian up first..."

Although Lao Dao was weak all over, he could not be bullied by the sealing situation. His right hand was raised slightly, and his nails gently brushed against the sealing state's wrist. Feng's hands suddenly felt soft, but he could no longer grasp the old Tao.

"Crazy brother, what are you doing?

..."

Seeing the behavior of Feng Kuang, Ye Tian also stood up holding the door. He worked hard to pull back his master's life. If he was shaken by Feng Kuang a few times, it would become the biggest joke in the world.

He suffered a loss in Lao Dao's hands, and he didn't dare to make a fuss. He ran to Ye Tian's side to hold his body and asked, "Ye Tian, how is this old demon afraid to make you like this?"

"What nonsense, that's my master, not an old monster"

Ye Tian stared at Feng Kuang angrily, and then said, "I used the formation of changing my life against the sky to seize yin and yang and help my master win some yang life. This is just a little bitten by some backlash. Just cultivate for a while..."

In ancient times, there was the story of Wu Zixu's white head overnight. From the perspective of modern medicine, serious emotional sadness, work pressure, etc. will indeed accelerate the aging of the body.

There was a case in the United States where a person lost his child in middle age. In grief, his hair turned gray within a week, which was not aimless.

And within these seven days, in order to maintain the operation of the formation, the whole person was exhausted, his body and spirit were almost on the verge of collapse, and his hair became white, which was actually reasonable.

Ye Tian's hair was a little long, and he could also see the change of color from the hair hanging in front of him, but Ye Tian didn't care. As long as he could save his master, he was willing to pay the price no matter how big it was.

"Ye Tian, are you really okay?" Feng asked hesitantly.

"It's okay. Give me something to eat from you." Ye Tian would have been hungry for a long time. If he hadn't had the strength in his hand, he would have robbed the things brought by the sealing situation early in the morning.

Not to mention, although the time is quite tight, Wang Ying happens to be in confinement. The chicken soup at home is ready-made. Put it in a thermos bottle, and it is still hot.

After drinking a few mouthfuls of chicken soup in a row, Ye Tian had a sense of warmth on his body, and his strength gradually recovered. He poured some with the lid of the thermos bottle, and Ye Tian also took a few sips.

Seeing Ye Tian's behavior, Feng Jiang also knew that he had just thought about it. He stood there scratching his head with an embarrassed face.

Smelling the smell of kerosene all over the room, Ye Tian wrinkled his nose and looked at Feng Kuang and said, "Brother Crazy, don't be idle. Help me get rid of all these kerosene lamps. Come on, don't tell anyone about me casting magic arrays.

..."

"Sing, you two take a rest. I've done this job..."

He didn't refuse. He was busy with his sleeves, but when he took out the kerosene lamp out of the house, he secretly called Ye Dongping. Ye Tian's change was so terrible that he was a little uncertain.

Of course, he didn't dare to say what Ye Tian had just explained. He just said that there were some changes in Ye Tian's body and asked Ye Dongping to come back quickly.

After being busy, Feng Kuang moved in a bed from another wing. Ye Tian ate something and fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow. His mental consumption in the past few days was really too big.

Although the old man beside him was full of doubts about Ye Tian's method of putting on the seven-light continuous life formation, he could only close his eyes there and wait for Ye Tian to wake up and turn around.

However, Ye Tian slept for 48 hours. When he opened his eyes, it was already two days later.

"Dad, why did you come here? As soon as Ye Tiangang opened his eyes, he saw a man sitting at the head of the bed, staring at him. Isn't he his father?

"Huh? Sister Yingying, what are you doing on this cold day?

After twisting his neck, Ye Tian suddenly found that his father was not alone in this room. Sister Wang Ying, who had not seen him for nearly half a year, also came and was wiping tears on the chair not far away.

"Xiaotian, you...what's wrong with you?"

Wang Ying was still suppressing her crying. After seeing Ye Tian wake up, she couldn't help it anymore. The original sobs became louder and louder. You know, for so many years, she has always regarded Ye Tian as her own brother.

"Well, I'm fine, sister, don't cry

..."

Seeing Wang Ying's appearance, Ye Tian couldn't help but look bitter. His heart moved, and his mouth hummed, "Oh, I have a headache, sister, you're crying and my head is about to explode..."

"Sister, don't cry, don't cry, Xiaotian, you just woke up, sleep a little longer..."

After hearing Ye Tian's words, Wang Ying quickly stopped crying, but looking at Ye Tianhui's hair, she was still sad from her heart, and tears couldn't help falling down.

"Sister, I'm fine. Don't do that.

..."

Ye Tian looked around and asked strangely, "Where's my master?" At present, in this room, except for Ye Dongping and Wang Ying, Lao Dao has disappeared.

"Old Uncle Li said that he would take some herbs for you to nourish your body, and he went out with the sealed situation. He can go back later..."

Ye Dongping answered casually, but the question in his heart was also aroused, "Ye Tian, you honestly explain, what's going on? Why did Uncle Li recover so well?

To be honest, when Ye Dongping came yesterday, he was really shocked. Li Shanyuan, who had been a little deaf in the past two years, was as fierce as more than a decade ago, and even his withered face was full of rosy. If it hadn't been for the light, Ye Dongping would have really thought that he had seen a

"Dad, I said you don't believe it, so don't ask about these things. Just think I'm praying for the master for such an effect..."

Seeing that his father still wanted to ask, Ye Tian waved his hand and said, "Dad, if it were you, your son would do the same. Don't ask the master, just think of it as fulfilling your son's filial piety!"

"Is this effect of resurrection really done by the magic you have learned?" After hearing his son's words, Ye Dongping set off a huge wave in his heart.

He didn't expect that Jianghu Taoism, which had been looked down upon by him, had such a ability to steal the day. If this spread, er, except for those who have seen the old-fashioned contrasts, I'm afraid no one will believe it even if it spreads, right?

However, in the face of the most sincere and filial son, Ye Dongping can no longer say anything about teaching. He can't say that Ye Tian should not save Lao Dao's life, can he?

"Dad, if you believe something, you can't believe it or not. Don't care too much about it." Ye Tian shook his head and didn't say much. He didn't want his father to see himself as a monster in the future.

"Little... Yezi, are you awake?"

Just as the father and son were having a conversation, Lao Dao came in, saw Ye Tian sitting at the head of the bed, and quickly went up and gave him the lower pulse.

After a long time, Lao Dao raised his head and said, "I will pass on your nourishing prescription with the technique of air guide. Within five years, you can make up for your Yangshou back to the table..."

"Master, I don't have the rate. How did you recover so quickly?"

Seeing Lao Dao in front of him, Ye Tian and his father felt the same. They hadn't seen each other for two days. Lao Dao's appearance seemed to return to more than ten years ago, with a Taoist bone fairy style.

"Idiot, do you think the means to change your life against the sky is so simple?" The old man laughed when he heard the words, "We'll talk about these later. You should take good care of yourself first. Master, I still have something to ask you."

Although Lao Dao said it easily, he knew in his heart that his deadline had come. Although he was pulled back by Ye Tian's life, it was only half a year at most, and he would die without illness at that time.

Ye Tian is also a person who is proficient in magic. After hearing the master's words, he took a hexagram in his heart and immediately understood everything. At this time, the secret hidden in the old man had been leaked, but he easily calculated the time of the old way.

"Dad, aunt, how are they all doing?" Ye Tian could only talk to Lao Dao about some things, but his father and others couldn't say them when they were present, and immediately changed the topic.

"All right, your aunt has taken back the quadrangle courtyard. I think about the crowds in my little sister's house. At that time, let her family move there, which is also good for your sister-in-law's illness."

After hearing Ye Tian's words, Ye Dongping's face showed joy. This time, he returned to Beijing to get the understanding of his sisters, so that Ye Dongping's heart knot for so many years was finally untied.