"Yes!" Xiao Qian was shocked, as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Then, he kept bowing to Liu Zhengyang and said: "Lord Liu, please save my father, you may be the only person in the world who can save him. As long as you can help me save my father, I will give it to you for the rest of my life. Be a cow or a horse without any regrets!"

Xiao Qian kept bowing, showing how sincere he was.

It can also be seen how much he values ​​his father and how much trouble his father has encountered.

However, based on the current understanding, Liu Zhengyang obviously cannot get effective information.

Liu Zhengyang quickly supported Xiao Qian and joked: "Okay, I didn't say I wouldn't save your father. What are you so excited about? I was almost bowed three times by you. You can talk about your father's situation first, as long as I have the ability. It will definitely save him."

Although Liu Zhengyang was talking to Xiao Qian, he looked at Zhang Tuo when he was talking.

After all, in terms of pharmacology and medical theory, Xiao Qian certainly doesn't know much.

If you want to know more about Xiao Qian's father, it might be better to ask Zhang Tuo, the chief alchemist.

Zhang Tuo understood it and replied with a wry smile: "I'm only ignorant, I really don't know what's wrong with the sect master's body, all I can do is to hang the sect master's life, and then slowly find a way to cure it. It's better. , you come and see with us."

Seeing that he couldn't ask anything from Zhang Tuo's body, Liu Zhengyang couldn't help but sank in his heart.

A person who can analyze the ingredients of the Immortal Pill actually says that he is powerless?

What happened to Xiao Qian's father?

In order to understand the situation as soon as possible, he directly asked Xiao Qian and Zhang Tuo to lead the way.

As for Zhong Qinglei, he was bored and naturally followed.

The other Panmen monks were responsible for cleaning up the battlefield and rebuilding the main hall.

After following Xiao Qian and Zhang Tuo through the streets and alleys of Tianmen City, Liu Zhengyang finally stopped in front of a unique courtyard.

In front of the courtyard there was a small stream flowing, and small fish jumped out from time to time.

In the courtyard, many flowers and plants planted in flower pots are being bathed in sunlight.

The whole courtyard gives people a peaceful and warm feeling.

"Does your father live here?" Liu Zhengyang asked Xiao Qian, "Did you arrange this courtyard?"

"Yes." Xiao Qian said with a wry smile, "We are all helpless about my father's illness, so we can only use this method to relieve his pain, and we hope that the improvement in father's mood can help his condition. Unfortunately, our period Hope doesn't work."

"With the huge power of your Panmen, can you only use such a passive method?" Liu Zhengyang shook his head helplessly.

He walked quickly into the courtyard, and soon saw an old man lying in the courtyard.

The old man was called because he was thin and gray, as if he was half-buried in the earth.

But since he was Xiao Qian's father, his age would not be so exaggerated.

His apparent aging should have been affected by so-called diseases.

After Liu Zhengyang walked into the courtyard, he had already caught the attention of Xiao Qian's father.

He glanced at Liu Zhengyang, then said feebly, "Are you Liu Zhengyang?"

"You know me?" Liu Zhengyang said in surprise: "You can recognize me at the first meeting. You are better than I thought. Besides, you should be in bed now, right? You still have the energy to pay attention. What's going on outside?"