The Bloody Taoist

The next morning, when it was light, Zuo Yinyang got up early and walked out of the room. The breeze was blowing and the winter coolness was refreshing.

In the courtyard, he called Su Li and Qi Feng for morning exercises as usual.

The two stood in the middle of the courtyard with vigor and energy, struggling to do various difficult movements.

Zuo Yinyang glanced over and saw that the two were moving in unison. He was satisfied and nodded secretly.

He carefully checked the two's practice of the Ten Dragons and Ten Elephants Sutra, especially whether they were still practicing diligently when he was out.

Fortunately, the two servants followed his instructions as always, getting up early every day to practice the exercises without slacking off.

Now, they can practice all the movements of the first level completely and smoothly. Although their cultivation is still shallow, their progress is not bad.

Unknowingly, the two have grown a few centimeters taller, especially Qi Feng, who is almost catching up with Zuo Yinyang!

After the morning exercise, Zuo Yinyang called Su Li over and motioned him to follow him into the room.

Su Li still dragged his lame leg, limping when he walked, with a hint of numbness in his expression.

Zuo Yinyang looked at him, a mysterious light flashed in his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he had a plan in his mind.

He slowly spoke, his tone was calm but full of temptation: "Su Li, do you want to cure your lame leg?"

Su Li was stunned at first, and then his eyes lit up.

He answered almost subconsciously: "Of course I do! Young Master, you know that my leg is a congenital problem, brought from my mother's womb.

I also consulted many doctors when I was a child, and everyone said that there was no cure."

Zuo Yinyang heard this and chuckled, with a sense of confidence in his words:

"Those are ordinary doctors in the mortal world!

Now that I have practiced well, I naturally have a way to cure your leg."

Su Li heard this, his face was full of disbelief, his heart was shaken beyond words, and a trace of excitement that could not be concealed burst out in his pupils.

He had been ridiculed and looked down upon because of his crippled leg since he was a child. Although he acted calm in front of everyone, he always had a sense of inferiority deep in his heart.

At this moment, when he heard that Zuo Yinyang had a way to cure his leg, his heart seemed to be suddenly grasped by a force, and the long-lost hope was rekindled, almost surrounding him.

"Sir... are you serious?"

Su Li's voice was a little trembling, and his eyes were full of expectation.

Zuo Yinyang nodded calmly, his tone still firm:

"Of course it's true, do you think I'm lying?"

Su Li's heart was filled with ecstasy like a tide, and he was so excited that he lost his composure, and hurriedly said in a hoarse voice:

"Great! Young Master, please help me heal it! As long as it can be cured, I'm willing to do anything!"

Zuo Yinyang did not act immediately, but just smiled slightly, stretched out an index finger and shook it gently in the air a few times, he slowly said:

"Don't worry, let me tell you something first.

It's not difficult to cure your leg.

Although I can cure it, the process will not be easy, you have to be prepared-it may be very painful."

After hearing this, Su Li straightened his back without hesitation, his expression was extremely firm: "Young Master, I'm not afraid of pain! For this leg, I can endure any hardship!"

Zuo Yinyang looked at Su Li's firm eyes, and there was a hint of approval in his smile.

He stood up, pointed to his bed, and motioned Su Li to lie on it.

Little Su Li did it silently with a nervous mood.

Then, Zuo Yinyang's eyes were like torches, and he gently raised his hand. A red light condensed between his fingertips, and the light was like a spirit snake, suddenly shooting towards Su Li's body.

The moment the red light entered his body, Su Li felt a strange force instantly spread throughout his body. His body instantly stiffened and lost control. Even his breathing became heavy and slow, as if he was trapped in an invisible cage.

He was about to ask, but was interrupted by Zuo Yinyang's calm voice: "Hold it!"

Before he finished speaking, Zuo Yinyang's hands had already accurately grasped Su Li's left leg that had been lame for many years.

Without hesitation, he exerted force instantly, and the force was transmitted directly to the deep bones along his palm.

Su Li only felt an indescribable pain surging from his left leg, the pain penetrated his bone marrow, and almost instantly tore his nerves.

"Ah——!"

The shrill scream immediately broke through his throat and echoed throughout the room, startling Qi Feng outside the door.

He was originally curious about why the young master called Su Li in alone, but now he heard the miserable scream and felt even more guilty.

"Brother Li must have been caught stealing food by Young Master! He always lectures me on weekdays. It turns out he does this kind of thing himself!"

Qifeng licked his lips nervously, feeling uneasy when he thought of eating secretly from time to time:

"It's over, it's over, if Master investigates, I will definitely steal more than Brother Li! Will he beat me up too?

I can't scream as miserable as Brother Li! I can bear it! "

His mind was filled with random thoughts, and he couldn't help but put his ear to the door, trying to hear what was going on inside.

At this time, Su Li in the room was covered in cold sweat in pain and clenched his teeth, but he suppressed the painful screams in his throat and did not make any more noise.

He knew that his young master was using the magic he was practicing to heal his legs.

Confirmation flashed in Zuo Yinyang's eyes, but his movements did not stop at all.

His hands were as steady as a rock, his fingers as strong as steel, and he slowly applied force to Su Li's left leg bones, each one of them with incredible precision.

The bones of Su Li's left leg were being crushed bit by bit by Zuo Yin Yang.

He felt as if his left leg had completely broken apart. The pain was like a thousand needles piercing his bone marrow, but he still resisted making a sound. He just clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turned white due to the force, and beads of sweat slid down his forehead.

Su Li's left leg was born deformed. If he wanted to heal it, he had to completely break the damaged bones first, and then use the evil spirit to guide the bones and flesh to grow again.

After entering the evil spirit training realm, Zuo Yinyang planned to use his talent of controlling the activity of flesh and blood to heal Su Li's leg.

Under the stimulation of the blood evil spirit, this kind of physical transformation and repair is just a trivial matter.

The treatment process was long and painful. Su Li's consciousness gradually became blurred, and the severe pain in his legs almost swallowed his mind.

However, as time went on, the severe pain in his left leg gradually turned into a numb feeling, and the soreness and itching surged from the depths of the bone marrow, as if countless tiny ants were climbing in the flesh and blood.

In this way, Su Li slowly felt that the bones of his left leg were changing, as if there was a gentle force flowing slowly in his body, guiding the broken bones to grow and recover again.

That wonderful touch gave him an unprecedented hope from the bottom of his heart.

After a moment, Zuo Yinyang raised his eyebrows slightly, and then slowly retracted his evil spirit, with a crisp and neat movement.

"Okay, come down and walk around. It may take a few days to adapt, and you can be like a normal person."

His voice was calm, as if everything just now was just an ordinary little thing.

Su Li stared at his legs in amazement, unable to believe the facts in front of him.

His two legs - the stump that had always been half a length shorter than a normal person, is now the same length as the other one!

He stood up from the bed with some excitement. The moment his feet stepped on the ground, a long-lost touch came from the soles of his feet. Su Li froze in place, staring blankly at his legs.

He straightened his back with force, and finally felt the wonderful feeling of both legs carrying the weight of his body at the same time.

He stood up, straight!

"Sir... it's fine!

My leg is fine!

I'm not lame anymore!

I'm not a cripple anymore!"

His voice was high-pitched, and the inferiority that had been accumulated in his heart for many years seemed to turn into a gust of wind and dissipate in an instant.

Now, he can finally walk like a normal person.

Zuo Yinyang looked at Su Li's excited expression, smiled slightly, and his tone was still calm: "Remember, this is just the beginning.

In the future, you still have a long way to go."