Reincarnation Paradise: The Void Debt Collector

He found that the situation was more serious than he had expected. The wounds on Tian Jinzhong's hands and feet had already closed. If he wanted to restore their functions, he would need to reopen the healed wounds to promote the growth of new tissues in his hands and feet.

But considering Tian Jinzhong's advanced age and physical condition, Lin Yi did not dare to make a decision easily. He informed the old Taoist priest and Tian Jinzhong about the situation and let them make this important decision themselves.

Chapter 111 Treatment of Tian Jinzhong

"Jinzhong, this..." Zhang Zhiwei's face showed a trace of worry and helplessness.

Tian Jinzhong shook his head gently and interrupted Zhang Zhiwei, "Okay, senior brother, no need to say more. No one knows my situation better than me. Little friend Lin, come on."

Tian Jinzhong looked at Lin Yi with a determined look on his face.

For Tian Jinzhong, seeing Huaiyi's grandson standing in front of him safe and sound already made him feel very relieved and he had nothing else to ask for.

He was well aware of his physical condition and was also aware that he didn't have much time left.

Therefore, he was not afraid of the impending end, but faced it with a calm attitude.

Everyone in the room noticed that Tian Jinzhong's vitality was slowly fading away.

His once vigorous spirit seemed to be dissipating bit by bit as the tense strings deep in his heart gradually relaxed.

This situation is somewhat like an old man who only hopes to see his children for the last time before he dies. Once his wish is fulfilled, the breath in his heart dissipates and the fire of life is extinguished.

Although Tian Jinzhong has not reached that stage yet, the passage of time is undoubtedly exacerbating the deterioration of his physical condition.

Even if the old Taoist priest used Qi to regulate his body, it would be difficult to reverse the declining trend of his body from the root.

The root of the problem is that Tian Jinzhong is a physically disabled person who has been sitting in a wheelchair for many years, causing various problems in many parts of his body.

Although the old Taoist priest’s treatment methods are superb, they can only relieve surface symptoms and cannot solve deep-seated problems.

At this time, Tian Jinzhong's body was like a ship that had been through wind and rain and was full of holes. It could no longer withstand any attack from the wind and waves.

After trying to persuade Tian Jinzhong to no avail, Zhang Zhiwei could only step aside helplessly.

He knew very well how stubborn his junior fellow apprentice was. Once he made up his mind, nothing could change it.

In order to protect Zhang Huaiyi's safety, Tian Jinzhong stayed awake for decades, for fear that he would accidentally reveal Huaiyi's whereabouts in his dreams.

This kind of willpower, at least Zhang Zhiwei himself thinks he cannot have it.

"Sorry." Lin Yi apologized softly, then he carefully took out the alcohol and began to disinfect the sword in his hand.

This sword had just been stained with Hu Jie's blood, and Lin Yi didn't want the blood of that villain to taint a noble person like Tian Jinzhong.

With a flash of cold light, Lin Yi swung the sword in his hand towards the healed parts of Tian Jinzhong's broken hands and feet.

With a muffled groan, blood gushed out from the newly severed wound, but Tian Jinzhong's decades of meditation were obviously not in vain.

As he practiced the meditation technique, the amount of bleeding from the wound decreased significantly, demonstrating his profound inner strength.

Immediately afterwards, the light of healing magic flashed at the wound, and Tian Jinzhong felt a strange feeling of both pain and itchiness spreading across the wound.

He endured the discomfort and waited silently for the treatment to be completed.

About half a minute later, the indescribable feeling gradually subsided, and Tian Jinzhong let out a long sigh, feeling relieved.

When he lowered his head to check, he couldn't help but reveal a look of surprise.

A pair of fair and delicate hands have grown on his previously withered wrists.

The new pair of hands formed a sharp contrast in color and texture with his original skin, just like tender branches in early spring next to dead trees in the cold winter.

[Successfully treated Tian Jinzhong, talent 'Redeemer activated', permanently increased 10 health points, 5 Abyssal Power. Current health points 568 points, Abyssal Power 429 points. ]

"This actually really grew out?" The most shocked person on the scene was not Tian Jinzhong, nor Zhang Zhiwei, but Lu Ci, who had been sitting quietly in the chair and remained silent.

No one knew what kind of storm was going on in Lu Ci's heart at this moment. Thinking back to the past, in order to learn the dual-hand technique, he had gone through many inhuman hardships and training before he finally awakened this unique skill with great difficulty.

The reason why the Eight Great Skills are famous throughout the world is that they have reached incredible levels in their respective fields.

Now, the healing magic performed by Lin Yi can actually regenerate severed limbs, which is undoubtedly a challenge to the supreme status of Shuang Quanshou.

As Lu Ci's staunch ally, Wang Ai sensitively captured Lu Ci's subtle changes.

He noticed that Lu Ci was staring at Lin Yi, with a complicated look in his eyes.

Wang Ai reached out and held Lu Ci's left hand, shaking his head slightly as a warning, reminding Lu Ci not to act rashly.

Wang Ai knew that now Lin Yi had successfully healed Tian Jinzhong's hands. To everyone in Tianshi Mansion, Lin Yi had become their savior.

What's more, Lin Yi is not an unknown person.

As the overseas successor of the Trinity School and Lu Jin's disciple, he possesses an identity and background that cannot be underestimated.

If he takes action against Lin Yi, Lu Ci will have to face a joint counterattack from Lu Jin and Zhang Zhiwei.

At that time, even if the gods came down to earth, they would be unable to save Lu Ci's fate.

Through his eyes and subtle movements, Wang Ai conveyed to Lu Ci the message to stay calm, and warned him not to make a big mistake due to momentary impulse.

Lu Ci is not a stupid person. Having been able to survive in this chaotic world, he naturally has a clear understanding of the current situation.

He took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the murderous intent towards Lin Yi in his heart.

Although he cannot act directly, he can still achieve his goals through the help of others.

Anyway, Lin Yi had openly provoked Quan Xing during the day, so if Quan Xing retaliated against him, it would be a natural thing to do in people's eyes.

After some careful consideration, Lu Ci's expression gradually returned to calm, and there was no more ripples in his eyes.

He walked to Tian Jinzhong first, and helped him up in a soft voice. His movements were gentle, not at all like a man who had just experienced strong emotional fluctuations in his heart, and there was no sign from him that he had the impulse to kill Lin Yi on the spot.

Tian Jinzhong tried to get rid of Lu Ci's support and said, "No need, I can walk by myself."

Lü Ci smiled and said, "Brother Tian, ​​you are being too polite. Back then, I was in danger, and it was you who helped me out that helped me achieve what I have today. Now that you are unable to move, isn't it my duty to help you? What? Don't you recognize me as your brother anymore?"

Lu Ci's face was filled with smiles, an expression that might seem a little strange to the younger generation like Zhuge Qing, because they were more familiar with Lu Ci's serious and even gloomy side.

But in the eyes of the older generation like Lu Jin and Zhang Zhiwei, Lu Ci's smile at this moment evoked their memories of the past.

They couldn't help but think of Lu Ci when he was young. Back then, he was cheerful and unruly, which was very different from his current gloomy image.

Chapter 112 Zhuge Qing's Request

Seeing that Lu Ci insisted on helping him, Tian Jinzhong couldn't refuse his kindness.

Because he had not walked for decades, when Tian Jinzhong first stood up, he seemed a little shaky and had difficulty maintaining his balance.

Thanks to his profound meditation skills, Tian Jinzhong quickly adjusted his breathing and gradually regained the feeling of standing.

He began to pace slowly in the room, and as his pace quickened, his body became more and more steady.

Suddenly, Tian Jinzhong disappeared from the room. Everyone was shocked and hurried out to look for him.

I saw Tian Jinzhong running on the roof, his speed was so fast that it was unbelievable.

His movements were light and agile, and you wouldn't have guessed that he was already a centenarian.

"Is this, Master Tian?" A Taoist priest passing by looked at the figure flying over the eaves and walls above his head in surprise and could not help rubbing his eyes, fearing that he had seen it wrong.

In the minds of the Taoists in Longhu Mountain, Tian Jinzhong has always been an image of a man who can only sit in a wheelchair because his hands and feet are disabled.

Now this sudden change is undoubtedly a huge shock to them.

Soon, the news spread throughout Longhu Mountain like the wind, causing a huge sensation.

The Taoists walked out of the room and looked up at the roof. They saw Tian Jinzhong running quickly on the roof, as light as a swallow. There was no sign of his previous disability at all.

Zhang Lingyu also heard the news. He hurried out of the room and looked up at the roof.

When he saw the familiar figure of Tian Jinzhong, he was shocked.

With a heart full of questions, Zhang Lingyu came to the old Taoist priest's residence, hoping to get some answers from him.

"Master, what happened to Uncle Tian?" Zhang Lingyu asked anxiously.

Old Taoist Priest Zhang Zhiwei shook his head gently. "It's okay. He just hasn't moved for a long time. He needs to release his energy. He will stop after a while when he gets tired."

Tian Jinzhong has spent decades in a wheelchair. Now he finally has the opportunity to stand up again. One can imagine how happy and excited he is.

Just like a child getting his favorite toy, Tian Jinzhong was running freely on the roof, enjoying the long-lost freedom and pleasure.

"Thank you, Brother Lin. I have no way of repaying you for your kindness."

Seeing Lin Yi, Zhang Lingyu immediately understood what had happened.

Zhang Lingyu walked up to Lin Yi and bowed to him very respectfully.

Lin Yi quickly helped Zhang Lingyu up and said with a smile: "Master Lingyu is too polite. Master Tian is also a good friend of Master Lu, so it is only right to do something for him."

"Lingyu, you will have to follow Mr. Lin for the time being," Zhang Zhiwei ordered.

"Yes, Master." Zhang Lingyu replied and bowed to show his obedience.

He knew very well that Lin Yi's performance in the ring today had attracted the attention of all the monsters.

Even without Zhang Zhiwei's order, Zhang Lingyu would take the initiative to go to Lin Yi's side and protect his safety.

A few minutes later, Tian Jinzhong jumped lightly from the roof and stood steadily in front of everyone.

"Sorry, I kept you waiting for so long. I couldn't bear it for a moment." Tian Jinzhong said with some apology.

"No, no, this is as it should be."

Wang Ai said with a smile that everyone had some respect for Tian Jinzhong, and given his identity and status, no one was willing to be his enemy.

After instructing Tian Jinzhong on some necessary precautions, Lin Yi, Zhuge Qing and others tactfully left the old Taoist's residence, giving the older generation a chance to get together and reminisce.

Tian Jinzhong's recovery became a trigger, allowing everyone to temporarily put aside the hatred and disputes of the past.

When leaving, Lin Yi was surprised to find that even Lu Ci and Lu Jin, who had always been at odds with each other, could now sit together and drink and chat happily.

In the past, this would have been unimaginable.

"Brother Lin, could this be the legendary double-handed master?" Zhuge Qing was silent for a while on the road, and finally couldn't help asking.

Lin Yi smiled and shook his head, "Double Hands? You think too much. This is just an ordinary healing technique. However, my healing technique is indeed different from others."

After saying that, Lin Yi cast a healing spell on Zhuge Qing, who immediately felt a lot more relaxed all over. The pain and fatigue that had accumulated from rigorous training in the past also disappeared in an instant.

[Successfully treated Zhuge Qing, talent 'Redeemer activated', permanently increased health by 8 points, abyssal power by 5 points. Current health is 578 points, abyssal power is 434 points.]

"Brother Zhuge's health isn't very good either. You should pay more attention to your health."

After a period of experimentation and observation, Lin Yi has roughly understood the effect of this talent.

He discovered that when the healer's physical condition was worse, he could draw more health and abyss power.

Judging from Zhuge Qing's numerical values, his physical condition is not very good, only slightly better than Tian Jinzhong.

Zhuge Qing did not refute Lin Yi's words. No one knew better than him how bad his physical condition was.

The Zhuge family has passed down Wu Hou's methods from generation to generation. Every time they use the methods to predict the future, they are peeping into the way of heaven.

This kind of power does not come without a price. Heaven will punish the warlocks, and this is the backlash they must bear.

As time goes by, hidden injuries will gradually erode the body and place a great burden on the warlock's body.

Zhuge Qing is still young, so the impact of the hidden injury has not yet fully manifested.

Once you reach the age of fifty or sixty, when the Qi in your body is unable to suppress these hidden injuries, the situation will become very serious.

Zhuge Qing is likely to become like Zhuge Liang in history, suddenly falling ill due to the outbreak of hidden injuries in his body.

"Brother Lin's healing skills are truly miraculous. I would like to invite Brother Lin to the Zhuge family to treat the elders in the family. They have been troubled by illness for a long time. If Brother Lin can lend a hand, I will be very grateful." Zhuge Qing said sincerely.

"Alright, alright, we're already friends, why are you still doing this? After the Luotian Ceremony is over, I can take some time to visit you. However, my treatment fee is not cheap, you have to prepare in advance."

Zhuge Qing laughed upon hearing this, and returned to his previous squinting look, saying, "Of course, how can you ask a doctor to come for a consultation without paying for it? Don't worry, Brother Lin, the fees will be prepared in advance."

As a hunter in the Samsara Paradise, Lin Yi certainly did not come to the derivative world to bring benefits to the characters in the plot. If he didn't make a good fortune, he would have no need to be a hunter.

After returning to the guesthouse at the foot of the mountain, not to mention Zhuge Qing, even the younger Zhuge Bai noticed something was wrong.

The entire guesthouse was filled with murderous intent, and it was obvious that Quan Xing’s people had arrived.