The eldest son is fierce

Wei Yuan was on time as always.

This punctuality does not mean that he appears on time, but that Wei Yuan appears when he wants to do something bad.

Meixiang was discussing the Dongyu negotiations with him in the study. The two of them got along better and better, and then they got along well together. When they were finally ready to become one,

A fierce murderous intent instantly swept through the entire room.

Meixiang fled in panic.

She didn't even have time to tidy up her skirt.

Tang Yi looked at Wei Yuan standing in front of the window, and secretly vowed in his heart that when his magical power was fully developed, the first step to get ashore would be to betray his master and destroy his ancestors!

"You've been training your physique for nearly two months, and your physique is already quite good. Starting tonight, I will teach you the mental method."

Hearing Wei Yuan's words, the anger in Tang Yi's heart instantly dissipated, and what remained was only excitement.

Damn, I finally made it through!

During this period of time, he felt like he was a soldier in his previous life.

Joining the army, standing at attention, training, then special operations selection, Hell Week... If calculated based on the course of his previous life, he has just survived the Hell Week of special operations selection.

He has longed for the mental method for a long time.

He has longed for Qinggong for a long time.

Now the rumor in Kyoto is that he is a flower thief in the moonlight, but it turns out that he is a flower thief who can only climb over the wall but not fly...

Shame on you!

It's embarrassing!

"Before I teach you the mental method, I'll first tell you about kung fu."

"Kung Fu is divided into internal and external Kung Fu."

Wei Yuan, holding the wine jug, sat down on the recliner and said, "Internal martial arts, practicing qi..."

Having said that, Wei Yuan used his two fingers as a sword and lightly drew a line. Tang Yi saw that the coffee table in front of Wei Yuan, along with the porcelain tea set on the table, was directly cut open, and the cut was as smooth as a mirror.

Tang Yi's eyes widened suddenly. Damn, wasn't it said that this old man was disabled?

You call this being wasted?!

Wei Yuan was very satisfied with Tang Yi's expression and said with a smile, "People may have misunderstood me. The so-called useless me is because the owner of the Dark Capital Tower and the masters of the Northern Di allied forces injected thirty-six steel needles into my body, which blocked my Qi and caused my realm to fall."

Hearing this, Tang Yi's expression suddenly changed.

He knew about Wei Yuan's heroic deeds of defending a city with only a sword, but he had never heard of the thirty-six steel needles piercing Wei Yuan's body.

Everyone had been telling him that Wei Yuan was crippled, and he thought his martial arts were crippled, but he didn't expect that he was actually pierced with thirty-six golden needles.

When he was on a mission, someone had nailed his palm with an iron nail to avoid exposing it. The pain still lingers in his mind when he thinks of it now.

Wei Yuan was pierced with thirty-six steel needles.

"Wei...Old Wei, where did the fight happen?"

Tang Yi's face gradually turned pale. Although he was unhappy with Wei Yuan in many ways, Wei Yuan was very good to him. Now that he knew the truth, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

"The scapula, spine, leg bones... almost all the bones in the body."

Wei Yuan took a sip of wine and said, "It's all in the past. Let's not talk about it."

But the young man opposite him clenched his fists, his face pale: "Mr. Wei, it hurts!"

Wei Yuan was slightly stunned.

Over the years, some people have comforted him, some have encouraged him, and some have praised him... But apart from his granddaughter Ling'er, the young man in front of him was the first to ask him if it hurt.

A warm feeling flowed through Wei Yuan's heart. He raised the wine in his hand and said, "Otherwise, why do you think I like to drink strong liquor? To relieve pain."

"and……"

Wei Yuan looked up at Tang Yi and said, "Due to the effects of the steel needle, I can only live for about two months at most. So in these three months, you just need to do what you want to do, and leave the rest to me."

"Before I die, if I use all my strength to punch the acupuncture points, I can force all 36 steel needles out of my body, in exchange for half a quarter of an hour of peak performance."

"So, leave Huangfu Zong in Nanjing, who wants to enter the Grandmaster realm, to me."

"If I have to die, I will die on the battlefield."

Hearing this, Tang Yi's eyes suddenly turned red.

At this moment, he figured out a lot of things.

Why is there no Grandmaster in Dayan, but there has been no large-scale war in the past ten years?

Why does the deputy leader of Anjing Tower have to be polite to Wei Yuan when he comes to Kyoto?

Why has Dayan Capital been peaceful for over a decade even though there is no Grandmaster guarding it?

Why did Nanjing suddenly send troops to Dayan at this time? He even used a prince as an excuse to open fire?

...There are countless whys, but it is actually not complicated to sum it up in four words: This man is going to die!

The Northern Di delegation entered Dayan, the Nanjing troops were stationed on the border, and the Dongyu border was in dispute. In fact, they were all waiting, waiting for this man to die.

As long as Wei Yuan dies, the Northern Di army will surely march south in large numbers, Nanjing will also find a good excuse to start a war, and Dongyu will also abandon the talks and start a war again!

Completely divide Da Yan.

I don’t dare now because this man still has one chance to become invincible!

Even if it was only a short half a minute, he was able to block a hundred thousand people with just one sword. Whoever he tried to kill with all his strength would die!

Who dares to take the risk?

No one dares!

"So that's how it is, so that's how it is, I'm just wondering why all these things are happening at the same time!"

"Holy crap, that's how it is. I'm so stupid. I didn't even think of that."

Tang Yi clenched his fists and roared in a deep voice!

Wei Yuan looked at the somewhat distraught young man across from him and said, "You've done very well. With you here, even without me and the Grandmaster, Da Yan will not perish with your weapons and the new army you are about to establish."

"Alright, calm down and I'll teach you my secret method."

Tang Yi stared at Wei Yuan and said word by word: "Is there any way to save you?"

Wei Yuan took a sip of the liquor and smiled sadly, "No, the genius doctor from Medicine King Valley checked it out and couldn't remove so many silver needles."

"Even if it could be removed, I would bleed to death."

They can't do it, but I can!

Tang Yi almost blurted out, but he held back.

He has blood transfusion skills and can make penicillin, but these are only because he graduated with a science degree. As for medical skills, he is also a mediocre one and only knows some battlefield first aid.

Surgery, a highly difficult operation, is beyond the scope of his medical skills.

Moreover, the operation was extremely risky, and he didn't think Wei Yuan would agree.

Between a surgery with unknown risks and a thrilling fight of breaking through acupuncture points, Wei Yuan would choose the latter without hesitation.

Because he is Wei Yuan!

Tang Yi clenched his fists and took a deep breath to suppress his chaotic thoughts.

No, Wei Yuan must be saved, but we have to take a long-term approach and we can’t let him know.

Otherwise, you will be punished again!

"Boy, I'm talking to you."

Wei Yuan knocked on the table and chair and said, "Sit down, calm your mind and concentrate, I will teach you a very powerful mental method."

"If you learn this old man's mental method and combine it with the corresponding skills, you will become a master in no time."

Even if I can't see it.

"Okay, I also want to see how awesome Master Wei's sword energy was back then, capable of sweeping across 30,000 miles and chilling 19 states with a single strike. How awesome is that!"

Tang Yi immediately collected his thoughts and sat down cross-legged.