The black hair is wild, the eyes are as bright as a torch, the purple-gold armor, and the magical weapon and sword hanging on the waist. Although this god of war transformed by the prayers and wishes of millions of gods is just a will, when it walks through the sky, crosses the ocean, steps on the stars, chases the moon and the sun, and even the nothingness in the cracks between the three thousand worlds can easily pass through such a powerful scene, only the word miracles can be interpreted in the most comprehensive way.

Therefore, when the will of the God of War walked around and finally returned to the realm of the gods and disappeared in Zhan Ping'an's body again, it seemed that he had received some will. Zhan Ping'an raised his hands high, his voice was loud, and he shouted with a strong and powerful voice: "Good luck!"

There is a special tradition in the Holy Birth Festival. The most authoritative person will announce his future fortune based on the current situation. It basically involves a little bit of hexagram. As for whether it is accurate or not, no one will care about it.

However, when faced with the will of the God of War, patrolling the major gods in the three thousand worlds, after showing such brilliant miracles, even those who do not know the magic tricks can see the prosperity of the gods, which is bound to be a sign of good luck.

With Zhan Ping'an's heartfelt "Good Good" announcement, the entire gods immediately fell into a sea of ​​carnival. Countless gods raised their hands, shouting piously and excitedly, but even so, they could not vent their inner joy.

It was in this good atmosphere that Zhan Ping'an whispered again: "Gods, cheer, vent, crazy, on this important day, I announced as the blood descendant of the Supreme God of War, that the Holy Birth Festival will officially begin."

Boom... From the moment of the previous miracle shock, the entire gods immediately fell into a cheerful carnival.

The music of the festival also sounded, and every god sang and danced. They were delighted from the bottom of their hearts, and had never been as happy as they are today. It seemed as if on the dark sea line, they had been drifting alone and helplessly for so long, and finally saw the bright pilot light.

Ah, today is so joyful, and in the near future, when the three supreme gods officially return, more things worthy of joy will happen. The gods will once again usher in a new glorious era until they become the ruler of the three thousand worlds.

For a time, no matter where the three thousand worlds are, as long as they are within the sphere of influence of the gods, all the gods sang and danced, tasted delicious food, or held some activities according to their own traditions.

As the center of the ritual activities, the world is filled with joy, allowing people to clearly realize that this is destined to be a sleepless night.

After hosting the preliminary event, Zhan Ping'an, who was busy, finally took a little free and quietly arrived at the VIP room where Su Yang was, with Barlow and Leng Ningshuang. He sat down on the spot without any image and fanned repeatedly: "I'm so tired. Those hateful old guys insist on making the festival so big."

Barlow and Leng Ningshuang stood behind Zhan Ping'an, showing a laughing and crying expression. Fortunately, after this period of contact, they had realized that Zhan Ping'an, the supreme god, was an unconventional figure, so they just performed their duties and didn't say much.

Zhan Ping'an greeted them instead: "Why do you stand when you come and sit? Don't really treat yourself as a servant. Do whatever you should do. I will feel uncomfortable if you do this."

Barlow, Leng Ningshuang looked at each other, but they were still indifferent to each other according to the rules.

Finally, Zhan Ping'an simply stood up, pressed the two of them on the chair, and said lazily: "In the future, everyone will be brothers. Go to the battlefield to kill the enemy together, and go down the battlefield to enjoy the happiness together. Don't mess with these useless things, understand."

Barlow, Leng Ningshuang nodded with emotion, somewhat flattered.

Su Yang sat opposite him with a smile and said, "Haha, you have to get used to it. Sister Ping'an is like this. If you are so reserved, she will definitely be angry, and it will inevitably embarrass you."

Barlow scratched his head. He knew that although the young man in front of him was not old, it was really not simple. He was an existence that was very likely to be promoted to the alchemy saint in the future. Even if the saint at enlightenment met, he had to say a few words of politeness. So he did not dare to be negligent when facing Su Yang and said respectfully: "Hello, Master Sudan."

Leng Ningshuang also said "Hello", but because of facial paralysis, the words she said had no smell, which made people feel panicked.

Fortunately, Su Yang is also very human, so he smiled and nodded and didn't say much.

At this time, Zhan Ping'an directly grabbed Su Yang and opened his mouth and ordered: "Hurry, show Xiao Shuangshuang's face. I heard that she had some accidents in practicing magical powers, which caused the difficult and complicated disease of paralysis. Didn't you brag about the great alchemy? She will leave her disease to you for treatment. If the treatment is not cured, I will beat you."

Su Yang burst into laughter on the spot, and knew that Su Yang's alchemy was so good that Leng Ningxia Frost could not help but a gleam flashed in his eyes. He sat up straight slightly and saluted: "Superan, please."

Since it was Zhan Ping'an's request, it seemed that Barlow and Leng Ningshuang were good, so Su Yang did not talk too much. After saying "offended", he stood up and held Leng Ningshuang's face and looked at it carefully.

After all, Su Yang is a big man. As a woman, Leng Ningshuang is a little shy when she is held with her face so carefully.

It’s a pity that Leng Ningshuang has a very serious facial paralysis. Even if she is shy, her skin is pale, and even a little blush on her face will not appear. It is cool and hard, as if she is stroking a piece of ice that has lasted for thousands of years.

Su Yang's face was slightly dark, and after letting go of Leng Ningshuang, he fell into deep thought. While waiting for the few people, he frowned slightly and said, "It's very troublesome!"

Leng Ningshuang's eyes lit up on the spot, and there was no sadness or annoyance after hearing this; even Zhan Ping'an and Barlow were the same. Both of them all showed joy, as if they were happier than Leng Ningshuang.

So, Zhan Ping'an quickly said, "It's very troublesome to say there is a solution, right?"

Su Yang smiled slightly, and did not deny it, nodded and responded: "According to my observation and diagnosis, the situation of Fellow Daoist Leng was indeed caused by cold air attacking the face. If the rescue was timely at that time, it would not have caused such a serious situation. Unfortunately, it has been accumulated for too long that the facial muscles were basically necrotic, and the cold air condensed but did not dissipate, causing such a situation. Finally, I took the initiative to ask again, Fellow Daoist Leng was able to speak not long ago, but it has been very difficult to speak in recent years."

Leng Ningshuang nodded expressionlessly, but her mouth opened slightly, and her voice floated out from it, and she replied: "What the Sultan Master said is right. It started about ten years ago, and now my mouth can only be opened so big."

Everyone has long discovered that Leng Ningshuang's way of speaking is quite special. She does not rumor when talking like others, but uses the divine resonance air to spread the sound.

Su Yang explained: "This is a sign of the increasingly severe cold air. If this momentum continues, at most ten years will be gone, and you will not be able to speak at all."

Zhan Ping'an kicked Su Yang directly and said angrily: "Stop saying that it's useless. You doctors like to exaggerate and directly talk about how to treat and how to treat it."

Su Yang was amused and cried again. Under Leng Ningshuang's expectant gaze, he said slowly: "Before the doctor, I'll ask, haven't you tried to look at Dan Sheng and others for this cold face? In my opinion, if Sister Yunyue and the others are willing to take action, they can help you cure it."

Leng Ningshuang explained: "Is it so easy for Dansaint to ask for help? In addition, my cold face disease does not affect my practice. I can't just deliberately trouble Dansaint, and they may not show it to you."

Su Yang laughed in silence and said, "It's not that exaggerated. The doctor's parents are in love, and the Dan Saint is not so inhumane."

Everyone dares to agree with what Su Yang said. The population of 3,000 worlds is billions, and there are too many difficult and complicated diseases. If anyone has a disease and asks the Dan Saint for help, they will show it casually. Wouldn’t the Dan Saint be so busy that he doesn’t even have time to wear pants?

Therefore, Su Yang did not know that Dan Sheng also had many rules that could not be broken. For example, if you help others treat diseases, you would never do it easily, otherwise you would basically have to do nothing.

However, the issue that everyone is concerned about is not here. The focus is on how to cure the condensation cream.

Therefore, under the expectant gaze of the other party, Su Yang said: "As the saying goes, long-term illness is difficult to treat, which means that your situation is not a very difficult thing. You just need to use a special hot pill to cure it. But to this point, it has become quite troublesome."

Zhan Ping'an kicked Su Yang again and cursed: "Stupid, if it's simple, you still need your doctor? Just find a barefoot doctor and you will basically cure it."

Su Yang kept popping off the shoe print on his body and continued, "Your cold poison is related to the magical powers you practice, so the stronger your cultivation level, the more cold the body is, the more stubborn the cold poison on your face. In addition, you don't need to guess that you must have a cold wind and the temperature remains extremely low all year round, which will breed your cold poison and become more stubborn. Therefore, today, unless you use the innate Taoist flame to open up your blocked meridians and blood vessels, and then dispens the medicine to restore the activity of your muscles, ordinary methods will no longer be cured."

Everyone immediately understood where the trouble Su Yang was talking about came from.

The nerves and blood vessels of the human face are the most dense, and the packs are intertwined and thinner than the hair. It is definitely not easy to open them one by one. If there is a slight mistake, it may never be able to recover.

Therefore, if you want to cure Leng Ningshuang's facial paralysis, you must control the Fire Control Art to an incredible level and have a very powerful spiritual consciousness. Only in this way can you condense the innate Dao flame into a thin layer, fill every facial blood vessel, and completely refine the stubborn cold poison that is blocked inside.

In the world, looking at the entire three thousand worlds, only the elixirs who can reach this level are the only ones who can reach this level. Ordinary alchemists cannot control the Fire Control Art to such a subtle level.

However, Leng Ningshuang was very lucky. Although Su Yang was not a Dan Saint, his understanding of the alchemy and his control over the Fire Control Art are infinitely close to that of the Dan Saint.

In other words, if it is the only person in the Three Thousand Worlds who has not yet reached the Dan Saint who can cure Leng Ningshuang's facial cold disease, it is probably only Su Yang who can do it.
Chapter completed!