In the battle of life and death that night, Wang Feihu was seriously injured, although under the treatment of Qingyufu, the external injury was cured that night, but the internal injury has never improved, and it has not healed so far.

Now that Huaxia's aura has dried up, not every ancient martial arts master has so many heavenly and earthly treasures like Ling Yun.

Wang Feihu is just an ordinary innate fifth-layer peak ancient martial arts master, and he has stayed in this realm for several years, and it has always been difficult to break through, not because of anything else, but because of poverty.

The innate realm is divided into three stages, which are subdivided into nine layers, the first layer of innate to the third layer of congenital, which is the early stage of congenital, the fourth layer of innate to the sixth layer of innate stage, which is the middle stage of congenital, and the seventh layer of innate to the ninth layer of innate stage, which is the late stage of congenital stage.

It can be said that as long as a cultivator can break through a stage, it is not difficult to reach the peak of this stage, the difference is only the amount of time spent.

The difficult thing is that every big stage of the breakthrough, almost one step at a time.

For example, Qin Dongxue, with such strong qualifications and understanding, before meeting Ling Yun, he also stayed at the peak of the innate third layer, and it was difficult to advance an inch.

Why? There is no silver bullet!

Qin Dongxue is like this, let alone someone like Wang Feihu.

Otherwise, why would Wang Feihu, a master at the peak of the congenital fifth layer, attach himself to the Sun family, be willing to be a guest of the Sun family, and work hard for such a secular family?

"Needle pricking, Ling Shao, have you recovered your strength?"

Wang Feihu has been in Villa No. 1 for so many days, and he has been exposed to it every day, so he naturally understands what Ling Yun means by pricking needles.

"Well, it's almost a moment or two, and it's only a matter of time before it's next. ”

Ling Yun nodded, didn't hide it, and said directly: "Come into the house, go to your room." ”

When the two came to the guest room where Wang Feihu lived, Ling Yun didn't talk nonsense, first asked him to sit cross-legged on the bed, and motioned for him to take off his shirt.

"Ahem......" Wang Feihu's old face turned red, and his face was embarrassed.

Seeing this, Ling Yun laughed: "A dignified innate ancient martial arts master, will you still be embarrassed by this? I will treat your injuries and be a little more free and easy." ”

Ling Yunxin said, if I really want to see you, I can see you through with a sweep of my divine sense, but unfortunately I don't have that hobby.

As he spoke, Ling Yun's mind moved, and he took out the food box that Zhongmei had prepared for him from the ring again.

Opening the food box, Ling Yun raised his hand and pinched a few slices of ginseng, and handed them directly to Wang Feihu: "Chew and swallow." ”

"What is this?"

"Millennial ginseng. ”

Wang Feihu was dumbfounded and said in shock: "Qian...... Millennial ginseng?"

Of course, I was excited, I was attached to the Sun family, worked hard to accumulate worldly money, and I couldn't get a century-old ginseng, but I didn't expect that people would take it out and take it out to treat themselves for a thousand years of ginseng.

Lingyun had the golden needle in his hand, and when he saw this, he smiled and said: "You don't have to be excited, this is not only a thousand years, but ginseng that has grown for more than two thousand years." Eat it, I'm busy today. ”

"Thank you Ling Shao!"

Wang Feihu was not a person who twisted it, he immediately put a few slices of ginseng in his mouth, chewed and swallowed it.

"Run the exercises you have cultivated, guide the aura of ginseng into the dantian, and I will cast the nine needles of the spiritual body to help you dissolve the medicinal power. ”

Ling Yun stood beside the bed, shot like electricity, and began to prick Wang Feihu with a needle in the back.

Of course, it was not a simple needle, Ling Yun's strength has recovered now, and he also pierced the acupoints through the golden needle, and kept going to Wang Feihu's meridians, crossing into the aura, and helping him repair the damaged meridians and acupoints.

Ten minutes later.

Ling Yun looked at Wang Feihu, who was covered with golden needles, and asked with a smile, "Old Wang, how do you feel now?"

"Hey ......"

Wang Feihu was so comfortable at the moment that he almost wanted to moan, groan, and make a sound, he closed his eyes and replied excitedly: "Ling Shao, it really deserves the name of the immortal doctor, just like that, I feel that the internal injury has recovered six or seven percent......"

What is a condition of meridian damage?

In figurative terms, it is actually a pipe that has fractures, gaps, cracks, or thinning, thinning, or even blocking, bonding, etc...... There are all sorts of situations.

The so-called repair of the meridians is to control these problems that appear in the meridians, so that the true qi can run unhindered in them.

There is ginseng medicinal power inside, Lingyun input aura outside, coupled with the anti-heaven effect of the nine needles of Lingshu, Lingyun only used a while, and Wang Feihu's internal injuries were restored.

Wang Feihu ran the exercises, allowing the true qi in his body to quickly swim in the meridians, and he already felt that there was no hindrance to the operation.

He had to sigh at Ling Yun's immortal doctor's skillful hand, and said in his heart that people have to die more than people, and goods have to be thrown away.

Ling Yun smiled, he reached out again, pinched a few more pieces of ginseng, and put them directly into Wang Feihu's mouth: "Eat a few more slices, and then meditate here." I'll come back and pull out the needle for you later. ”

After speaking, without waiting for Wang Feihu to be grateful, he left his room directly and came to the living room.

"Boss. ”

At this time, Lingyun's two Blood Clan servants, Paul and Jester, the two Earls of Peak, had been waiting in the living room for a long time.

As for Tang Meng, he didn't have to think about it at all, he went to the small warehouse in the backyard of the villa again, cleaned up the scorching sun, and went to those unlucky people.

Ling Yun looked at the two Blood Clan servants who were treating him with Western gentlemanly courtesy, staring at them for a long time, wondering if he should ask them about the power of faith.

"Come out, let's do some work together. ”

In the end, Ling Yun didn't ask them about the power of faith, but took the two blood kings to the courtyard.

He first swept it with his divine sense, then flew to a certain place in the southeast corner of the courtyard, and then raised his hand and pointed: "Jester, move that stone to my feet, right here I stand." ”

Lingyun wants to re-set up the Spirit Gathering Array in Villa No. 1!

He didn't explain, just walked quickly around the yard, stopping in one direction, and each time he stopped, he asked Paul and Jester to carry a stone and put it at their feet.

In fact, the current Ling Yun, if his strength returns to his peak state, setting up a spirit gathering array is just a gesture, but it will take more than ten days, and he can't wait.

For everything in this courtyard, including people, spirit grass or medicinal herbs, whether there is a spirit gathering array or not, the difference is big.

After all, Villa No. 1 is very close to the antique market, where it is more or less, but there is an aura.

Moreover, there are still a large number of medicinal herbs planted in the courtyard of the villa, which can almost be said to be an elixir, and there are also a large number of purchased medicinal herbs in the villa.

Ling Yun was using this courtyard to cultivate spiritual grass and give medicinal materials to impregnate spiritual energy, and after being interrupted for more than ten days, he was already very distressed, how could he tolerate this state to continue?

The most important thing is that there are three real spirit grasses in the backyard of Villa No. 1, and they are about to ripen.

Ling Yun knows his own affairs, he is now practicing Qi at the first level, and if he wants to restore his skills to the peak state, it is far from enough time for more than ten days, and he still has to rely on the help of the pill.

Ginseng can be sliced and eaten directly, but Tianyang Grass Yin Grass Dragon Spirit Grass will never work, that would be a waste and ruin the heavens.

Therefore, when the three spirit grasses matured, Ling Yun wanted to use them to make the Yin Yang Pill and the Dragon Spirit Pill.

So Ling Yun can only use this stupid method, fortunately, he now has a divine sense, the range is shrouded in dozens of meters, he can calculate the distance and determine the direction, with the help of these two blood clans, it is not slow.

Twenty minutes later, Ling Yun had completed the last step, and he flew to the eye of the Spirit Gathering Array.

Where there is a formation, there must be an eye.

In the past, Ling Yun used a stone in the Spirit Gathering Array of Villa No. 1.

But this time, instead of using a stone, he took out a piece of jade the size of a football from the spatial ring with a movement of his mind.

The mind moved again, the Dark Blood Demon Knife appeared in his hand, Ling Yun held the knife in one hand, stuck the knife into the ground, and gently picked it up, and quickly made a pit more than half a meter deep.

Lingyun put away the knife, put the jade into the pit, and then filled the soil again and stepped on it.

"Boom!"

As soon as the jade was put into the array, the various miscellaneous aura of the Qingshui City antique market, the water aura of Qingshui Lake, and the wood aura in the mountains and forests behind the villa were as if they were attracted, and they instantly turned around and rushed towards Villa No. 1!

Formation!

"Well, that's right......"

For his masterpiece this time, Ling Yun is very satisfied.

Feeling the various spiritual auras surging from all around, Ling Yun felt refreshed, and then he floated to the place where the three spirit grasses were planted, carefully observing their growth.

"Fortunately, I was careful that night, otherwise, these three herbs would have suffered......"

How tragic the battle of life and death was that night, these three spirit grasses could be unscathed, Ling Yun had to thank Xian'er, this little girl had a heart, and knew that these three spirit grasses were very important to Ling Yun, so she laid down the phantom array early, so that these three spirit grasses did not suffer.

As for the front yard of the villa, the medicinal herbs transplanted from Divine Doctor Xue on the west side of the courtyard, although they lost two or three percent, they were just some low-grade spiritual grasses, and Ling Yun was not very distressed.

"According to this momentum, it will take ten days to be fast, and half a month to be slow, and these three spirit grasses will be ripe. ”

Ling Yun observed the three spirit grasses, the Tianyang Grass and the Earth Yin Grass, not to mention, the slowest growing dragon spirit grass, the stem was twisted and twisted, it was already like a dragon, and it was estimated that it was about to mature.

"Hehe, God help me......" Ling Yun was naturally in a good mood.

He turned to Paul and Jester and said, "This place, for half a month, you two must be strictly guarded, and you can't leave anyone, I don't care who you go out at night, at least one person must be left at home." ”

Paul and Jester immediately nodded in agreement.

Ling Yun turned around and went back to the house and went straight to Wang Feihu's room.

"Sleep, three flowers gather on top ......"

Wang Feihu was doing his best, and with the help of the medicinal power of the thousand-year-old ginseng, the heat around his body was steaming, and it was slowly rising, gathering above his head, and there was a faint brilliance shining.

This kind of scene is naturally invisible to ordinary people, but Ling Yun has divine sense, so he can naturally see it really.

Meditation and exercise, refining into qi, and qi rushing to the entrance is a manifestation of the unobstructed eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

Seeing this scene, Ling Yun knew that Wang Feihu's internal injuries had recovered ninety percent of his life, and he couldn't help but want to help Wang Feihu rush through the level directly, but he still endured it.

Wang Feihu's internal injury is just right, let's wait for him to recuperate for a few days and consolidate it.

"Lao Wang, take the credit, don't be too greedy, we have thousand-year-old ginseng, and there are better ones than ginseng. ”

Finding that Wang Feihu wanted to rush through the level in one fell swoop, Ling Yun immediately spoke out to stop him.

The heart said how poor Lao Wang was before......

Wang Feihu immediately stopped exercising and opened his eyes, a pair of eyes with a glint of essence.

Ling Yun made a move and pulled out the golden needle from Wang Feihu's body.

Wang Feihu floated out of bed and bowed to Ling Yun: "Xie Ling's great grace!"

Ling Yun didn't dodge, calmly accepted this worship, and said with a faint smile: "It seems that the injury has completely recovered, you stabilize it for a few days first, and then I will help you rush through the level with all your might." ”