In a rather secret room in the monastery, Dean Feng and the blind old man stood opposite each other, looking at the immortal lying on the bed!

Changsheng had not yet woken up from his coma, and his whole body was shrouded in a layer of water-like condensation shield.

Although Changsheng had a condensing shield and no external injuries, he was hit the back of the head, and was beaten dozens of times by the rotten Qizai, and his body was full of bruises, and it was impossible to recover easily!

Dean Feng stretched out his right hand, put it on Changsheng's wrist, checked Changsheng's pulse through the condensing shield, and then took out a silver needle from the cloth bag on his left wrist, pinched the silver needle with two fingers of his index thumb and twisted it gently, and an internal strength escaped out of the dantian and passed to the silver needle!

The silver needle trembled and made a gurgling sound......

Dean Feng pinpointed the acupuncture points on Changsheng's chest and inserted the silver needle on the ground, but at the moment when the silver needle lightly touched the shield, the shield gently shook and the silver needle bounced open!

Although the seven-year-old immortal condensed the shield is even thicker, with Dean Feng's strong internal strength, it is definitely not difficult to pierce the shield with a silver needle.

But Dean Feng didn't do this, as if he was worried about damaging the condensing shield, he took back the silver needle and muttered, "Your internal injuries are not too serious, or wait for you to wake up on your own, and the old man will force out the blood in your body for you!"

When the blind old man standing on the side heard Dean Feng's words, a curious look appeared on his face, and he said, "Lord Dean, are you sure that this child can come to his senses without medical treatment?"

"The old man understands what you mean!" Dean Feng nodded lightly, walked to the armchair and sat down, and replied, "However, the old man still doesn't want to destroy this child's shield, if this kid's supernatural powers are greatly reduced because of the old man's healing, it will be difficult for the public to explain to the adult! Let him recover well on his own, and when the time comes, you will personally escort this kid to the main courtyard, and the time will almost be in time!"

The blind old man nodded silently, and asked again, "From the perspective of his subordinates, the dean doesn't seem to have any plans to ask this kid to meet Wan'er!

"Hehe......" Dean Feng smiled and said, "I won't tell you, the old man just started saving Wan'er, and he really planned to use Wan'er to restrain this child!, but now after seeing this child's magical powers, the old man suddenly changed his mind, as for why you don't need to know...... You stay here to take care of this child, and you will not allow him to leave this room for half a step, nor will he meet with anyone, and when he wakes up, you will inform the old man!"

With that, Dean Feng walked out of the room, leaving only the blind old man standing silently and the immortal lying on the bed......

Three days later, the Changsheng index finger on the bed moved his eyes and opened his eyes, and he couldn't help but be shocked, looking at the angel pattern on the ceiling, and the white and dazzling bed, he instantly understood that this was by no means the small courtyard, and his heart gradually relaxed!

Turning his head, he saw the blind old man sitting not far away, and asked in a calm tone, "Old man, where is this? Did you save Changsheng? Have you ever seen my two companions?"

Since Changsheng woke up, the blind old man noticed it, and waited for Changsheng to show a panicked look with a faint face, but he didn't hear any panic from Changsheng's calm tone, and secretly screamed in his heart, 'It's really a monster'!

Then he replied, "This is a monastery in Kowloon City, it is not the old man and me who saved you, but my dean Feng, as for the companion you mentioned, we have not met ......."

Although Changsheng was not familiar with the map of Hong Kong, he at least knew that Kowloon was not the New Territories, so he was surprised, how did he run from the New Territories to Kowloon?

"Kowloon City, so far away?" Changsheng muttered to himself!

"Three nights ago, when we rescued you, we didn't see your companion," the blind old man said to Changsheng as he rolled his eyes, which were only the whites of his eyes.

"Huh?" Changsheng instantly became anxious when he heard the words of 'three days ago', could Xiaohong and Zhuzi still be waiting for him, could they be in danger, or had they been caught by Uncle Kun and them?

Thinking of this, Changsheng hurriedly got up, but his body fell on the bed weakly, and he said in an anxious tone, "Please help me, old man, I'm going to find my two partners!"

"Your internal injuries are very serious, and it is not appropriate to exercise vigorously at this time!" the blind old man stepped forward and gently pressed Changsheng, and continued, "After I return to my dean first, maybe Dean Feng will send someone to the New Territories to find your companion!"

"Thank you, sir...... and the head of your family!" Changsheng's whole body was sore, so he could only lie down on the bed again, looking at the back of the blind old man who walked out of the room, and thanked sincerely.

After a while, the blind old man returned to the room again, followed by the middle-aged priest, who saw Changsheng and smiled slightly, "The little friend is called Changsheng, right?

"Thank you, Mr. Priest...... Changsheng wanted to get out of bed, but was gently pressed down by Dean Feng, so he could only sincerely thank him, and continued, "My two companions, one is a fourteen-year-old sister Xiaohong, who is about one meter two or three tall, and the other is Brother Zhuzi, who is more than one meter eight meters tall, and his head is not very flexible, so it is easy to find!"

"Well, don't worry" Dean Feng smiled faintly, turned back to the blind old man and said, "Carefully remember the characteristics of these two children, bring a few elite children, find these two children, and bring them here!"

The blind old man nodded, and walked out of the room without saying anything!

Why did you bring Xiaohong and Zhu here? Do these two want to imprison themselves?

Thinking of this priest who saved himself from the New Territories and brought himself to Kowloon City, I was secretly shocked, it seems that this priest must have a plan, but he is only a seven-year-old child, what does this priest want to himself?

Dean Feng naturally couldn't hear Changsheng's heart, so he slowly sat on the edge of the bed, put his three fingers on Changsheng's pulse, listened carefully to the pulse, and said with a smile, "You have a magical light shield to protect your body after you fall into a coma, and the old man is not good at treating your injuries, now that you wake up, you are just healing you, and you relax and don't move!"

"Hmm...... Changsheng, thank you Dean Feng!"

Dean Feng couldn't help frowning secretly when he heard Changsheng's tone, a child who grew up in a Jianghu environment is indeed unusual, this kind of mature psychology and tone is not what a seven-year-old child should have!

Take a cloth bag from your wrist and spread it on the table, then pull out a silver needle from the cloth bag, and gently twist your thumb and two fingers.

Suddenly, the silver needle seemed to have life, and it trembled wildly!

"Uh......" Seeing such a scene, Changsheng's eyes instantly widened, and his whole body couldn't help but tighten, in his previous life, he had also seen the process of acupuncture and moxibustion by Chinese medicine, but this method of making the silver needles vibrate on their own, but he had never seen it, is this what the Chinese medicine industry called 'Qi Needle'?

Dean Feng also saw Changsheng's expression in his eyes, and thought that Changsheng was afraid of his own methods, but he didn't expect Changsheng to understand the matter of 'using qi to control the needle', and said with a faint smile, "How about the old man's hand 'using qi to control the needle'?"

"Is that really the case?" Changsheng was even more shocked in his heart, according to the medical books he had read, the so-called Qi Imperial Needle is to use his own internal strength to urge the silver needle, and then use the silver needle to transmit the doctor's energy to the patient's acupuncture points and meridians, and use the energy to accelerate the recovery of the patient's internal injuries.

A person who can exert this kind of supernatural power must not only be an internal master who cultivates the strength of the inner family, but also needs to be proficient in medical skills, so that he can transmit his own strength to the patient's body with the help of a small silver needle.

"What is the identity of this abbot, and why did he save himself in the New Territories, or what is the purpose of this abbot in running to the New Territories to save himself?"

Although Changsheng was shocked in his heart, he didn't show anything on his face, and just replied in a slightly nervous tone, "Sir, you want to prick me with a needle?"

"Haha......" Dean Feng smiled faintly when he heard the fear in Changsheng's tone, and secretly said that it was really a child, and he did not doubt that he comforted him, "Don't be afraid, the old man is treating your injuries, and it doesn't hurt to apply needles......"

With a bang, the silver needle drew an arc in the air, inserted into the Shenque acupoint on the belly of Changsheng, Dean Feng lightly twisted the tail of the silver needle to slightly urge internal strength, and a thin stream of heat passed along the silver needle into Changsheng's body, and a few traces of black blood oozed out of the tail of the silver needle.

Changsheng only felt that his belly was lightly stung by a bee, and then, a warm air flow flowed into his internal organs along his acupuncture points, and his whole body seemed to be soaking in a hot spring, and he exhaled comfortably!

And the master of the Feng courtyard inserted the silver needle into the acupuncture point of the immortal god and did not pull it out, and once again touched a silver needle and applied the needle in the same way.

In a short time, Changsheng's whole body was already filled with more than a dozen silver needles, swaying slightly in the air with Changsheng's breathing!

Only then did Master Feng stop what he was doing, took out a glass vial from his arms, put it on the table next to him, opened the vial, and the smell of alcohol permeated.

"Changsheng, bear with me!"

Courtyard Master Feng suddenly said something inexplicable, his left hand lightly pressed on the mouth of the alcohol bottle, and then raised his hands and rubbed them gently, and a light blue flame burned between his hands, reflecting the light blue of Courtyard Master Feng's hands.

Changsheng was so comfortable that he couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the words of patience, and when he saw the blue flames in the hands of the master of the Feng Academy, he couldn't help but be a little nervous!

I saw that the master of the Feng Courtyard separated his hands, and his hands with light blue flames clasped Changsheng's two ankles, and gently pushed upwards, and then buckled and nudged upwards again......

"Uh......" Changsheng couldn't help but roar, only to feel that his ankles seemed to be caught by two fire tongs, and a hot breath passed into his body along his ankles, and his body couldn't help but start swinging!

"Patience, don't move......" Dean Feng said in a faint voice, and his technique kept pushing upward.

And with each push, a wisp of black blood gushed out from the silver needle on Changsheng's body......

After a stick of incense, Changsheng's entire body turned pale red, and the sweat had already soaked out a humanoid pattern on the sheets under him, and Dean Feng also had a slight sweat on his head, and he kept using acupuncture and moxibustion powers!

Suddenly, Dean Feng pressed Changsheng's belly with both hands and shook slightly, and the silver needles on his body swished and bounced, bringing out a slip of black blood mist, and with a whoosh of his right hand, he copied more than ten silver needles in his hand and put them on the table next to him.

At this time, although Changsheng was sweating profusely, his spirit was much better, and the breath of the whole person had returned to its original state, even a few points better than before the injury, his body moved and got up from the bed, bowed to Dean Feng, and said, "Although Changsheng is young, he also knows that Dean has spent a lot of effort for Changsheng, and Changsheng is grateful......

"It's okay, it's okay" Dean Feng stood up and wiped the silver needle, put it away with the alcohol bottle, sat in front of Changsheng and smiled faintly, waved his hand and said, "Changsheng, the old man healed your injuries and found a companion for you, it can be regarded as not thin on you, if the old man wants you to do the old man a small favor, are you willing?"

"Huh?" Changsheng couldn't help but be slightly stunned!

From the time Dean Feng went to the New Territories to save himself, and spent his internal strength to heal his injuries, Changsheng knew that this Dean Feng would definitely do something for himself.

However, he is only seven years old, what can he do for this extraordinary dean?

Now that I see Dean Feng so skillfully again, I guess what this Dean wants to do by himself must not be simple, do you have the ability, is there any danger?

Dean Feng saw Changsheng's hesitation in his eyes and continued, "Changsheng rest assured, not only is this matter not dangerous, but it will also be of great benefit to you!

With that, Dean Feng walked out of the room, leaving Changsheng alone, thinking about what Dean Feng said......

A few days later, Changsheng's internal injuries had completely recovered, and the blind old man had brought people back to the monastery!

However, the blind old man did not bring back Xiaohong and Zhuzi, but told Dean Feng and Changsheng that after everyone searched carefully in the New Territories, they did not see any trace of Xiaohong and Zhuzi!

Even Uncle Kun and the others left the New Territories with other children, and as for where they went, the blind old man didn't find out!

In this way, thinking that there was no trace of Xiaohong and the pillar, and he was not half sure about what Dean Feng said, Changsheng thought about it and made up his mind to quietly leave the monastery and find the whereabouts of Xiaohong and the pillar.