This is the Nine Palaces Induction Divine Needle!

It is said that there are three types of stitches, each of which has a very magical effect.

In particular, the last set of acupuncture methods with special decoction has the effect of white bone muscle.

With such a magical acupuncture, how can this old man who is dedicated to Chinese medicine not be excited?!

He just kept his eyes on it, lest he miss the slightest detail.

After waiting for a while, Chu Lingyun's hand moved again.

I saw the fingertips of his left and right hands gently brushing the handle of the needle.

In a flash!

The handle of the silver needle trembled rapidly, forming a buzzing sound like a bee.

The next moment, his fingers moved rapidly.

originally had five fingers in one hand, but more than a dozen afterimages were drawn in the air.

Wang Hanqing's eyes were astringent at this scene, and tears kept pouring out of the tear glands.

But he didn't pay attention, didn't even blink an eyelid.

In order to observe this magical stitch method more, I want to remember some details as much as possible.

It's a pity that Chu Lingyun's speed is so fast that his eyesight can't catch his movements at all.

The only feeling he had was that he was dazzled and overwhelmed.

After a moment, Chu Lingyun's movements stopped.

And the trembling silver needle handles also seemed to be suppressed by some kind of force, and they stopped trembling in an instant, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Wow......"

At the same time, Lu Yu and Huang Lei spurted out a mouthful of black blood at the same time.

Seeing this, Chu Lingyun nodded slightly, and his palm suddenly exerted force, sucking behind their backs.

Woohoo!

The silver needles on their bodies instantly fell into Chu Lingyun's palm.

"It's okay, the xenomorph internal force in your body has been eliminated, and I have also catalyzed the medicinal power for you, you only need to take medicine and rest for a day, and you can basically get better. ”

Chu Lingyun loaded the silver needles one by one, and then handed them to Wang Hanqing, who was stunned on the side: "President Wang, your silver needles are troublesome." ”

"Oh, oh, oh!" Wang Hanqing nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and subconsciously took the needle box.

Immediately after, as if he had reacted, he looked at Chu Lingyun with blank eyes, and asked in a trembling voice, "Mr. Chu, just ...... What did you just say? ”

Chu Lingyun grinned and repeated again: "I'll let you put away the silver needle." ”

"Yes, yes, put away the silver needle. Wang Hanqing nodded busily.

At this time, he finally recovered from the shock just now, and after putting the silver needle in his cloth bag, he asked Lu Yu, "Brother Lu, how are you feeling?"

After Lu Yu spit out that mouthful of black blood, the whole person felt extremely relaxed.

Closed his eyes and felt the condition of his body, and an old face suddenly smiled like a chrysanthemum.

"Okay, the internal force that Yanzheng injected into my body has been completely cleared, and there is no discomfort except for some pain in the injured part. ”

He said with some excitement, stretching his body and moving his muscles and bones.

"Lu Ye and me too, the pores all over my body seem to be unblocked, this feeling is really refreshing. Huang Lei on the side also said happily, and also made a few strokes.

From yesterday until Chu Lingyun came, they had had enough of torture.

As soon as the internal force that Yan Zheng left in their bodies was cleared, they suddenly felt refreshed and uncomfortable.

"Let me see. ”

Wang Hanqing didn't say a word when he heard this, and reached out to hold Huang Lei's wrist.

After a while, his eyes widened in astonishment, and he muttered excitedly: "It's gone, it's really gone, the Nine Palaces Induction Divine Needle is really magical!"

"Brother Wang, how about it, Mr. Chu's medical skills are good, this really proves the saying that medicine can cure the disease!" Lu Yu was in a very happy mood, and asked with a smile.

If it weren't for the fact that Chu Lingyun was still here, he would probably have laughed a few times, and even punched a few times to vent his feelings.

Hearing this, Wang Hanqing turned to look at Chu Lingyun, and then he bowed to Chu Lingyun with both hands in fists, and said with a sincere face:

"Mr. Chu, Han Qing underestimated you just now, and asked Mr. Chu to forgive you a lot. ”

Lu Yu and Huang Lei, who were on the side, were also surprised to see that Wang Hanqing actually surrendered his identity and spoke to Chu Lingyun so respectfully.

At the same time, he also completely recognized Chu Lingyun's miraculous medical skills.

If it weren't for this, it wouldn't make this famous national player in the imperial capital look like he was throwing himself to the ground.

"President Wang is too worried, it's just a trivial matter, it doesn't hurt, get up quickly!"

Chu Lingyun flicked it lightly with one hand, and Wang Hanqing only felt a powerful force dragging his arm, making him stand upright again.

While his heart was shocked by Chu Lingyun's cultivation, he continued to speak: "Old man thanked Mr. Chu. ”

After the internal injuries were healed, Lu Yu and Huang Lei were in a happy mood, not to mention how happy they were, so they specially arranged a sumptuous banquet to express their gratitude to Chu Lingyun in their hearts.

On the other end, Nangong Jingyang's face turned red and looked at Yanzheng who was smiling in front of him, and tried to suppress the anger in his chest and said:

"Yanzheng, your appetite is a little too big, don't you think your request is really excessive? Why do you want me to give you forty percent of our Nangong family's income, do you think you are the host of Shaolin?"

Hearing Nangong Jingyang say it unceremoniously, a ray of essence flashed in Yanzheng's eyes, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he said very confidently:

"Amitabha! Although the poor monk is not the presiding officer or the head of the academy, just because I am the chief disciple of the Shaolin Precept Academy, and the master is the head of the precept academy, this is enough. ”

Nangong Jingyang shook his head and said resolutely: "Yanzheng, you are too confident. You do have some status in Shaolin, but you are still too far behind the Tianjiao in your temple. ”

Hearing him mention the one in the temple, Yan Zheng's eyes flashed, his eyes stared gloomily at Nangong Jingyang, and he asked threateningly, "What does Nangong donor mean by this?"

Nangong Jingyang was not afraid, calmly met his gaze, and smiled coldly: "Just by you and your master, you are not qualified to ask me for such a big benefit, unless it is the Tianjiao in your temple." ”

Yan Zheng obviously remembered the Tianjiao in Nangong Jingyang's mouth, and at the same time understood what the other party meant, he was holding one to press himself, although he was angry in his heart, he only frowned on the surface, gritted his teeth and asked, "Then how much do you plan to give?"

Nangong Jingyang raised a finger and said in a cold voice: "I will give you at most one percent, and this one percent is only the income of our Nangong family in the imperial capital." ”

Hearing this, Yan Zheng's face froze completely, and he looked at Nangong Jingyang with burning eyes: "Is Nangong Benefactor joking with the poor monk?