Under One Person: Dressed as Lü Liang, with vests all over

Chapter 42 Good night! Sweet dreams!
Lu Liang followed the old Taoist priest up to the second floor.

The space on the second floor is not big, and the first thing you see is a simple wooden bed. Tian Jinzhong is lying on the bed, motionless, with only his chest rising and falling slightly.

"Is Mr. Tian in a coma?"

There was a hint of doubt in Lu Liang's eyes, and he turned to look at the old Taoist priest.

"I knocked him out." The old Taoist explained with a smile.

He turned his gaze to Lu Liang, "You can regenerate a severed limb, your method must be extraordinary."

"Old Tian is already a serious person. It would be a good thing for him to know less."

Lu Liang nodded in agreement, "Old Heavenly Master is indeed very thoughtful."

Lu Liang knew clearly that when Tian Jinzhong went down the mountain to find Zhang Huaiyi, Zhang Huaiyi happened to be traveling with Duanmu Ying, so Tian Jinzhong had seen Duanmu Ying and knew Shuangquanshou.

The memories of those years were a burden to him, and he couldn't even sleep for so many years, for fear that he would accidentally talk in his sleep and reveal the secret.

From this perspective, it is indeed better to keep him in the dark.

……

"I'll guard outside, you can start now!"

The old Taoist priest's words brought back Lu Liang's wandering thoughts.

Lu Liang nodded slightly, then walked to the bedside, bent down and rolled up Tian Jinzhong's sleeves and trouser legs.

As the clothes were slowly rolled up, several hideous wounds came into his sight.

The cuts on the limbs were not neat, and the muscles at the broken parts had atrophied severely due to long-term disuse, appearing as a dark mass, which looked a bit creepy.

There are mottled scars around the wound.

After checking, Lu Liang slowly raised his head and looked at the old Taoist priest.

"If you want to perfectly regenerate a severed limb, you need to first remove all the atrophied and necrotic muscles at the fracture site. However, this process... I'm afraid it will be extremely painful."

“Just do what needs to be done, don’t worry too much.”

The old Taoist priest's gaze fell on Tian Jinzhong's face.

"My junior brother is the most patient. He can definitely endure this little bit of physical pain."

The old Taoist priest seemed to see what Lu Liang was thinking and added, "Don't worry, if I don't call him, he won't wake up halfway. Just let go and do what you want."

Lu Liang nodded and didn't delay any longer.

He reached out to take the knife handed to him by the old Taoist priest, held his breath and concentrated, and neatly cut away the atrophied and necrotic muscles at Tian Jinzhong's wound.

As pieces of dark flesh peeled off, the real wound gradually became apparent.

Immediately afterwards, a red stream of Qi quickly gushed out from Lu Liang's palm, stimulating the regeneration of bones and muscles at the broken part.

Left arm, right arm, left leg, right leg...

When all the treatments were completed, beads of sweat appeared on Lu Liang's forehead.

He stopped and stood up.

"Okay." Lu Liang's voice was a little hoarse, but it couldn't hide his excitement.

"Not only his limbs, I have also repaired Elder Tian's meridians. If nothing unexpected happens, he can practice cultivation again."

A glimmer of light suddenly flashed in the old Taoist priest's eyes, which were originally as calm as water.

He walked closer to the bed, staring at Tian Jinzhong's intact limbs, and couldn't help but admire him.

"This move is truly extraordinary!"

"If Old Tian wakes up later, I wonder how happy he will be."

He carefully helped Tian Jinzhong put on his trouser legs, and the relief in his voice was obvious.

Lu Liang glanced at Tian Jinzhong on the bed and took the initiative to say, "Old Heavenly Master, why don't you wake up Mr. Tian first? I'll go sit downstairs for a while."

The old Taoist priest nodded towards Lu Liang with gratitude in his eyes.

……

The old Taoist priest bent down slightly and stretched out his hand to wake Tian Jinzhong up.

When he opened his eyes, Tian Jinzhong's first reaction was panic.

"Why did I fall asleep?"

He quickly glanced at the old Taoist priest, motioning him to help him sit up, and asked anxiously, "Brother, was I talking in my sleep just now?"

The old Taoist priest seemed not to notice Tian Jinzhong's anxious expression, and did not reach out to help him as he wished. Instead, he stood there, stroking his beard and complaining.

"I didn't hear any talking in your sleep, but I did hear your snoring. It was like thunder, and it hurt my ears."

While the old Taoist priest was speaking, Tian Jinzhong's eyes were fixed on his face, not daring to miss any change in his expression.

"Why are you looking at me? There's something on my face."

The old Taoist priest pretended to be angry and gave Tian Jinzhong a cold look.

This tone and expression actually made Tian Jin feel relieved.

No one can remain so calm after knowing those secrets.

So, he didn’t talk in his sleep and didn’t reveal any secrets, that’s great!
"Junior brother, did you have a refreshing sleep?"

The old Taoist priest asked with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Tian Jinzhong nodded honestly.

He recalled the scene before going to bed:
After the game, the senior brother insisted that he had something to discuss with him and asked the two of them to go to the second floor to talk in detail. As a result, he fell asleep while chatting.

Thinking of this, Tian Jinzhong thought to himself: Although I slept comfortably, I must be more careful in the future and never fall asleep carelessly again...

……

"Is your mind clear now? If you are, I will tell you a good news." The old Taoist priest said with a smile.

Tian Jinzhong looked up with doubt in his heart, and heard the gentle yet somewhat mischievous voice continue:
"Look at your legs."

Tian Jinzhong subconsciously looked down, his eyes cast at his legs that had been numb for many years and were like decorations.

The next moment, his expression froze, and he finally realized that something was wrong.

His legs?
He seemed to have feeling in his legs!
how can that be!

"Take a few steps and see!" The old Taoist priest continued to guide.

Tian Jinzhong's eyes suddenly flashed with disbelief and surprise. He carefully lifted his right foot and reached towards the ground.

The hard touch of the floor spread throughout my body along the soles of my feet.

"It's moving! My legs are moving!"

Tian Jinzhong's voice suddenly rose, full of uncontrollable surprise and excitement. Driven by this excitement, he couldn't wait to move his left foot.

One step, two steps...

After a while...

After seventy years, he once again truly and tangibly stood on solid ground, standing firmly on his feet!

"My leg is healed?!"

"Wait, my hand is healed too?"

"Of course it's all healed! Otherwise, what's that covering your face?"

The old Taoist priest could no longer suppress his smile and laughed out loud, his laughter was hearty and cheerful.

After hearing these words, Tian Jinzhong suddenly realized that his hands had been covering his face tightly and he was wiping away his tears.

It turned out that he had burst into tears without realizing it.

Realizing that he had lost his composure, Tian Jinzhong's face turned red and he felt a little embarrassed, but he couldn't stop smiling.

Although he was already an old man over a hundred years old, at this moment he was like a child, crying and laughing.

Seeing this scene, a trace of sigh flashed in the old Taoist's eyes.

His gaze fell gently on Tian Jinzhong and said, "Junior brother, don't just be silly and laugh. Try to see if you have forgotten all the Golden Light Mantra you learned back then."

"Brother, stop joking. I can't practice the Golden Light Curse anymore. My meridians—"

Halfway through his words, Tian Jinzhong was stunned.

If his crippled limbs can be restored, what about his broken meridians?
Will it be possible to restore it to its original state?

A glimmer of hope arose in his heart.

This hope was small at first, but it soon grew little by little until he could no longer suppress it...

The next moment...

Tian Jinzhong held his breath, and the once extremely familiar Qi flow route emerged in his mind.

The Qi flow originates from the Dantian, slowly moves through the meridians, and then becomes smoother and smoother.

Soon, a faint golden light appeared around Tian Jinzhong.

Tian Jinzhong slowly raised his hand and let the golden light condense in his palm.

His hands were shaking with excitement, causing the golden light above him to tremble as well.

But he swore that this was the most beautiful golden light he had ever seen in his life.

Seventy years, a full seventy years.

Finally, he can practice more than just static exercises!

Tian Jinzhong raised his hand and looked at the old Taoist priest, excitedly showing the golden light in his hand.

Being able to practice the Golden Light Spell means that he has become an extraordinary person again.

The perception ability of the alien is far superior to that of ordinary people. Even if they fall asleep, they will wake up in time when someone approaches.

In other words, he no longer needs to force himself to stay awake.

As soon as this thought came to mind, the sleepiness that Tian Jinzhong had suppressed for many years came flooding over him.

The next second, he fell headfirst onto the bed.

Soon, bursts of snoring echoed in the small room.

The old Taoist priest raised a smile. He helped Tian Jinzhong adjust to a comfortable sleeping position, then slowly stroked his beard, stood there for a while, and then walked downstairs.

……

Downstairs, Lu Liang was still waiting.

Although he couldn't hear clearly, he could guess what happened upstairs.

"Is Mr. Tian asleep?" he asked.

The old Taoist priest nodded slightly, and the smile on his lips faded a little.

He raised his hand and motioned Lu Liang to sit on the chair beside him.

"I think Lao Tian will have a good sleep this time, so we can chat slowly."

"Old Heavenly Master, please speak."

The old Taoist priest tapped his fingers on the table, making a rhythmic tapping sound.

After a while, he looked straight at Lu Liang and asked:
"If I'm not mistaken, the little Yuzi following Lao Tian is also a Quan Xing person, right?"

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