Chapter 376: Ask for help

Yangliu didn't dare to delay and announced the temporary suspension of classes, letting them recite the holy scriptures by themselves and followed the young man to the playground quickly.
On the ground lay a burly old man, who was originally wrinkled, but his face was red and his spirits were gone.
It turned into a look of withered, as if suddenly exhausted the trace of life that he had left.
There were still a few people beside him, it was the Toby family of four who had left the farm work and sent Obosa to rescue.
"What's wrong with Obosa, is there an invasion by foreign enemies?"
Yangliu asked repeatedly.
Toby hesitated: "Sir, Religious Angel, I didn't see anyone else, and Brother Obosa suddenly fell."
He is also not sure, the magician is omnipotent in the legend, maybe Obosa was attacked by invisible magic.
When he thought of this, he couldn't help but look around very uneasy. When he saw Yang Liu, he felt a little at ease.
"... God... Angel... Your lord, I... I have not suffered from foreign enemies."
Obosa, lying on the ground with a weak breath, saw the arrival of Yangliu, with a glorious reverence in his eyes, struggling to get up, and wanted to get up and salute Yangliu.
The broken fingers were under pressure, and the bone stubble pierced into the flesh, causing his body to twitch and tremble.
"Obosa, stop, stop, lie down." Yang Liu quickly discouraged.
"...No... to see... the angel of the Lord, Obosa must... must be courteous."
Obosa heard Yang Liu's words but ignored him, and stood up stubbornly. The blood dripped on the ground, mixed with the soil, and the bone stubble of his fingertips pierced into the soil.
He knelt on one knee weakly, stretched out his trembling and broken hands to hold Yang Liu's hand, and put his dry lips on his hand: "...angel...I am stupid, forcibly practicing the weeding given to us by the martial arts angel The formula...causes serious bodily injury...no foreign enemies...no."
His voice is getting smaller and smaller, the origin of his life is getting weaker and weaker, his head is slowly drooping, and he has reached the end of his life.
After several months of getting along with each other, Yang Liu's eyes were inexplicably wet with tears, and he comforted: "No, no."
"Obosa, you are a peerless genius. In just a few months, an old farmer started literacy, learned martial arts knowledge, learned mathematics knowledge, and cultivated with his fifty-something body to the point of becoming a martial artist in the physical training realm.
You should have a bright future and nothing will happen. "
The world is too unfair to this fifty-something bachelor old farmer. He has a peerless talent, but he has never had any access to literacy and cultivation, and he has become an extraordinary person.
He was buried for the rest of his life, who might have become the golden core or even the superior.
After meeting the player, there was a glimmer of light in his life, but this glimmer of light was quickly buried.
"Sister Yang Yang, Sister Yang Yang, come and see and save him."
Yangliu shouted hoarsely towards the surroundings, unwilling to be in close contact with acquaintances who had been in close contact for several months, died in front of him.
They are friends, subordinates, not a symbol called Obosa.
He is unwilling, unaccustomed, a familiar person dies, he is fragile and adorable, not the old players who regard life as ants.
On the way of martial arts, Yang Yang's younger sister can pass the higher-level exam to become a martial arts teacher, and her attainments far exceed him. In just three months, she has already become a martial artist in the late body refinement stage.
Of course, this has something to do with her brother Yang Yang's pride. A cultivator is trying his best to cultivate a warrior. This kind of treatment is something that many warriors have never imagined in their dreams.
"Don't worry, I will save him."
Such a big movement, Yang Yang’s sister who was in the martial arts class would naturally not fail to hear it. She was very worried, with a scared look on her face. She put her fingers on Obosa’s dry chest and felt it with the power of blood. The situation inside him.
Obosa, a farmer in his fifties, is an excellent student. In addition to achieving the highest scores in his favorite religion class, he also quickly mastered the human body, qi and blood, mathematics and other related knowledge in the martial arts class. Cultivate extremely quickly to a level close to the body refining realm.
During this process, Yang Yang’s sister had a lot of contact with him, except that she did not agree with his stubborn religious views.
For his studious, cleverness, self-discipline, and hard work, he was born with the meaning of admiration and admiration, and regarded him as a union of his students and friends.
The friend is about to pass away, and the purely introverted girl can't restrain the fear and tears in her eyes.
As Qi and blood flowed, Yang Yang's sister fell silent.
She is not a medical professional, but the vitality in her induction Rio Bossa is too weak, even if there is a modern provincial hospital full of personnel and equipment here, he cannot be saved.
He is too old and his vitality is too weak. Although he is in his fifties, his life-torn body is worse than the 100-year-old body of modern people. He has also experienced martial arts backlash, which consumes the last bit of life source of his body. .
Any superb operation will cause him to die during the operation.
"what happened?"
Yang Liu's face made Yang Liu feel bad.
"The origin of life... is exhausted, the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry..."
Yang Yang's sister's low and weak voice sounded: "Even modern technology can't save his life."
Just as the words fell silent, the two of them shook their bodies. Looking at each other, they could see the light in each other's eyes.
This is a world of cultivating immortals!
Healing power far exceeds the real world in some respects!
Yang Liu asked eagerly: "Could you ask your brother if there is any way I can reimburse him for his treatment."
Yang Yang's sister did not hear him clearly, and directly dialed the video call that Yang Yang was proud of.
Toot...
Three seconds later, the video was switched on, revealing a proud face.
Around him is a spiritual medicine garden. Except for a few rare potions that are rare in years and types, other places are planted with spiritual grasses that have just exposed their yellow buds. Most of them are in the refining period. The spiritual plant needed by the monk to refine alchemy.
The white mist is hazy, and the magic formula in Yangyang proudly flashes like a phantom, and the hand is blurred. The martial artist does not even have the qualifications to see the magic formula.
Mana was consumed, white clouds gathered in the sky, and the spiritual energy gathered above his head, the water vapor filled, and the patter of raindrops fell from the sky, making the bright yellow white ginseng leaves more energetic.
"Sister, call me at noon, is there anything wrong?"
Yang Yang proudly used his divine sense to pay attention to the white ginseng leaves planted on the ground, and the method did not stop, and smiled and asked the light blue light screen that appeared in front of him.
He is already very proficient in casting rain and watering spells in a small area, and speaking will not affect the spell process.
It's just that the casting efficiency is far inferior to the agricultural cultivators whose cultivation techniques and spells are fully suitable for planting, and the efficiency is almost only about six-sixth of theirs.
And they have more advantages in super-high-precision planting and processing of spiritual plants.
There is no such kind of Agricultural Immortal Cultivator Blood Sea Guild, and currently only the Grass Guild in District 4 has developed such a profession.
"Brother...Wow...Woo..."
As soon as the video was connected, Yang Yang’s sister cried out, tears ticking away, and the leisurely proud Yang Yang was startled. He hurriedly terminated his rain spell and looked over here. .