Farming Boy With A Magic Ring

"Old City Lord, you're not wrong. I was the one who was wrong. Actually, if I was a little more careful, I could have prevented so many people from dying." Yang Hsingchen said with red eyes.    

    

He really regretted and blamed himself. If he had used the Heavenly Eye at that time... He would have found this powerful reinforcement after taking a few glances at the enemy. Unfortunately, he had been so focused on the cities that had been attacked by the Eastern Kingdoms that he had forgotten about the possible dangers.    

    

To be honest, Yang Hsingchen could not be blamed for this. After all, he had never been a soldier and knew nothing about the possible dangers on the battlefield.    

    

In the light of the fire, the surviving baby probably did not know that his mother was dead. He was still babbling as he crawled into his headless mother's arms. Little Princess screamed and ran over, hugging the baby and crying.    

    

Yang Hsingchen clenched his hands tightly, his body trembling slightly. He walked over step by step and squatted beside the young mother's corpse. He said to Little Princess, who was holding the baby and crying, in a deep voice, "Yi Guyue, hold the baby and stand further away. I want to save her!" This was the first time he had called her by her name since he knew Little Princess. It could be seen how tragic and depressing his heart was at this moment!    

    

"Pervert, her, her head has been chopped off. She has already died a long time ago. Can you wake up a little?" Seeing Yang Hsingchen's bloodshot eyes, Little Princess thought that he had gone mad from anger.    

    

"I am very clear-headed. I am more clear-headed than ever. Don't talk nonsense. Don't disturb me when I save people. Step back!" At the end of his words, his tone was already very stiff.    

    

Although Little Princess did not believe that Yang Hsingchen could save a headless person, when she heard Yang Hsingchen's unquestionable voice, she still picked up the baby and obediently took a few steps back.    

    

The scene was too chaotic. The head of the woman could no longer be found. It was possible that she had been trampled by the men and horses, or that she had already been burned to ashes in the fire. It seemed that she could only let the woman grow her head again.    

    

In terms of all of Yang Hsingchen's medical skills, he had never used the most powerful acupuncture technique. That was a needle that defied the heavens!    

    

A needle that defied the heavens could cause the bones of a dead person to develop muscles for one to thirty years.    

    

Why should it be said to be one to thirty years? It was because it had to be determined by Yang Hsingchen's own cultivation base. The higher his cultivation base was, the more he could save a dead person who had died many years ago. This was also the reason why he had risked his life to cultivate. At that time, he wanted to wait until he became an immortal. When the Immortal Strength reached a certain level, he would be able to save his parents who had passed away for twenty years.    

    

However, he also knew that no matter how high his cultivation base was, he would still be able to save his parents. It didn't mean that he could save his parents. For example, his parents' souls were no longer in the netherworld, and they no longer had souls to rely on. Bones were bones, and even a high level spell wouldn't be able to produce muscles. There was also a person who had died for too long, exceeding the age limit of 30. That was also impossible to produce muscles from bones.    

    

The reason why Yang Hsingchen did not use this most powerful acupuncture technique in the past was, of course, because his own skill was not enough. One had to know that the minimum requirement to use this needle technique was... Otherwise, everything would be in vain.    

    

Seeing Little Princess holding the baby and retreating to the side, Yang Hsingchen pulled out a silver needle and secretly circulated all the cultivation in his body.    

    

His body instantly overflowed with brilliance. Red, yellow, and blue colored gases continuously circulated around his body, emitting a graceful and gentle light.    

    

"Oh my god! So the Color Dog General is a god!" The blood-covered city lord fell to his knees in front of Yang Hsingchen and kept kowtowing and praying.    

    

The other soldiers also quickly knelt down and kowtowed while saying words of thanks.    

    

Old ruffian saw that everyone had knelt down. He didn't know that he had made a mistake, so he also fell to his knees with a thud. He kowtowed as he howled, "Aiyo, damn, damn brat!    

    

Thank you for saving my Dragon Mother! It was said that there was only mother in the world, and a dragon with a mother was a treasure. If you did not save Dragon Mother, Master Loong's childhood would have been very tragic! Because they said that having a stepmother meant having a future father! You, Master Loong, I sincerely thank you. Thank you for your eighteen generations of ancestors! "    

    

The soldiers and villagers who were kowtowing and praying were all stunned by old ruffian's nonsensical nonsense. They stopped talking and looked at old ruffian howling alone.    

    

Old ruffian was stunned and immediately stopped. "What do you do? Why aren't you making a sound? Is it because your voice is too loud that it affects you? Alright, you, Master Loong, stop shouting. All of you, continue! " After saying that, he stood up as if nothing had happened.    

    

Those soldiers and civilians were originally filled with sorrow and excitement, but now that old ruffian had intervened, they were in no mood at all. They could only shake their heads and stand up as well.    

    

At this moment, Yang Hsingchen's hands began to continuously form seals! As he formed seals, in the originally clear sky, suddenly, the dark clouds pressed down, and thunder rumbled. Dazzling bolts of lightning pierced through the sky like silver snakes. They crashed toward Yang Hsingchen.    

    

"Come on, villainous heavens! Use as much strength as you can! I, Yang, firmly believe that human strength can definitely defeat the heavens!" Yang Hsingchen kept all the lightning that was struck down into his hand seals while shouting loudly.    

    

Those lightning seemed to know that he was challenging them, and that Yang Hsingchen had gathered all their energy. As a result, the lightning strikes became even more powerful, as if it wanted to kill Yang Hsingchen on the spot.    

    

The surrounding soldiers and civilians, as well as Little Princess, who was holding a baby, all screamed and retreated.    

    

But old ruffian stood where he was without moving at all. Not only was he not afraid, but he was also not afraid. He shouted, "Aiya, I was wondering which Thunder Lord was on duty today. Isn't this soft and weak appearance a little too boring? Was it because he had been soaking in the ladies for too long and had no strength to work? Look at how Little Lei was beating them? Not even a dog can be killed. How boring. You, Master Loong, are still counting on you guys to kill that damn brat. Take him back and roast him!"    

    

Little Princess, who was listening from behind, became furious, "Old Dragon, damn it. The heavenly lightning definitely won't kill my family's lecherous dog. You are really old, if you are not struck to death, then you will be scared to death! Hmph, if you die, I will also skin you alive and cramp you up. I will roast you and eat you! Deadbeat, do you want to eat dragon meat? "    

    

The Deadbeat suddenly thought of the dragon meat he had eaten at home and immediately nodded while drooling at old ruffian.    

    

Old ruffian was furious, "Damn it, how dare you drool at Master Loong? Let's see if Master Loong will eat you first!" With a swoosh, he chased after him.    

    

At this moment, he saw Yang Hsingchen gathering more and more lightning energy from the seals and the natural elements. It had already solidified into a huge bright ball the size of a human head. The silver needle in his hand had already been wrapped in the bright ball.    

    

At this moment, the three-colored glow on his body suddenly flourished once again. Then, he shouted loudly like a lightning bolt, "Heaven Defying One Needle!"    

    

The big bright ball, which was bright and round and contained an incomparable amount of energy, was pressed into the headless woman's heart by Yang Hsingchen.