"Xiaoqing, please!"

"Hiss ......"

After Liu Huaidong had a simple communication with Xiaoqing with his mind, he told Xiaoqing his thoughts, and at the same time quickly got Xiaoqing's response.

If Liu Huaidong takes off his clothes now, then Wang Yiran, who is standing behind him, will find that the beetle snake tattoo on Liu Huaidong's back is bizarrely exuding a faint layer of light.

That was Liu Huaidong who distributed his herbal mana to Xiaoqing, and then Xiaoqing transformed it into a special power that was enough to restrain the secret method of 100,000 mountains and seedlings, and fed it back to Liu Huaidong.

In this way, in addition to the herbal mana, Liu Huaidong's body had an additional mysterious power that could temporarily suppress the Blue Butterfly Gu.

After completing these preparations, Liu Huaidong immediately pricked nine silver needles on his head, and the silver needles went deeper than two inches below the scalp.

But then, after Liu Huaidong showed symptoms of redness, the qi on his body also increased suddenly.

In just the blink of an eye, his cultivation has reached the bottleneck of the five grades of contemplation, and he is only one step away from being able to reach the level of the fourth grade.

This is still because although the Blue Butterfly Gu is being suppressed by Xiaoqing's power, it will also have some influence on Liu Huaidong, otherwise with Liu Huaidong's nine-needle puncture point secret method, it will be enough for him to cross the threshold of the five grades in one fell swoop!

Feeling that the qi in his body had been filled to the peak state, and his cultivation could no longer continue to grow by relying on the secret method of nine needle puncture points, Liu Huaidong suddenly let out a low sigh, and a condensed mana path freely went down the dantian and began to operate, and after penetrating his second vein in an instant, he followed the running route of the Eight Gate Dunjia, impacting every important point in his body.

"Eight Gates Dunjia, Eighth Gate, Death Gate...... Open!"

"Boom!"

A substantial mana fluctuation exploded in the form of a wave of qi on Liu Huaidong's body in an instant.

Wang Yiran, who is not far from Liu Huaidong, as an ordinary person, was forced to take more than a dozen steps back when he was approached by this wave of air like a small typhoon, and his graceful posture was directly attached to the wall behind him.

At the same time, in the observation room, which was only separated from the infirmary by a layer of glass, Mo Daoling, Wang Haoran, Duan Yunfei, and several people who were cultivators in the National Medical Hall couldn't help but show a surprised expression.

"This ...... What was going on just now?"

"That kid was clearly a cultivator of the five grades of contemplation before, but the mana fluctuation just now, and the three grades below the contemplation period couldn't be released at all!"

The two elders of the National Medical Hall, whose cultivation was slightly inferior to Mo Daoling, were the first to speak.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Daoling exchanged glances with Wang Haoran and Duan Yunfei, and muttered in confusion, "Is it a superior secret method......?"

"Yes, it's not like I've never seen a superior secret method, how can there be any superior secret method that can make a person who concentrates on the cultivation of the five grades directly promoted to two grades?" Duan Yunfei clasped his hands in front of his chest and swore to speak.

Wang Haoran also nodded thoughtfully, and said with a slight frown: "The secret method of our Wang family, but it was passed down from the Three Kingdoms period in ancient times, and through the perfection of generations of Wang family ancestors, it has now far exceeded the level of ordinary superior secret methods. ”

"But even if it is the secret method of my Wang family, it is absolutely impossible for a person who concentrates on the fifth grade to directly raise his cultivation to the level of the third grade!"

Mo Daoling and Duan Yunfei nodded at the same time, as one of the top members of the pyramid of the cultivation realm, they naturally had heard of the Wang family's family secret method.

That is definitely one of the best secret methods in the entire Huaxia Cultivation Realm.

But even with this level of secret method, it is impossible for a cultivator who is concentrating on the five grades to cultivate to skyrocket with the trend of jumping two levels in a row!

Just as in the observation room, several cultivation masters were puzzled by the powerful mana fluctuation just now, while Liu Huaidong had already completely stabilized his cultivation at the level of the middle stage of the three grades of concentrating.

Then he reined in the qi on his body, so that Wang Yiran, who was always under the pressure of the qi and had some difficulty breathing, breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's time to get started, adjust yourself. Liu Huaidong stared at Liu Changsheng, who was soaked in the nutrient solution and lacked arms and legs, without looking back, and at the same time twisted six silver needles with both hands.

Wang Yiran nodded behind him, but when he saw him take out the silver needle, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, "Didn't you say that you want to force out the remaining mana and evil qi in Uncle Liu's body first?"

"It's not. Liu Huaidong shook his head, and then a sentence popped out of his mouth that made Wang Yiran a little suspicious of life, "These silver needles are used by me to arrange the feng shui array." ”

As soon as the words fell, before Wang Yiran could open his mouth again to raise his doubts, Liu Huaidong opened his bow left and right, and at the same time shot out the six silver needles in his hand.

The silver needle unbiasedly opened the same distance, just circumferencing the water tank containing the nutrient solution and Liu Changsheng, and then the Qi brush fell to the ground, almost Qi Gen sank into the extremely solid metal ground.

"Boom!"

When the six silver needles pierced the metal ground, Wang Yiran could clearly see that after a series of gold and iron resonances sounded, a series of sparks burst out on the ground at the same time.

After shooting out six flying needles with a snap of his fingers, Liu Huaidong's movements did not stop, but once again shot more than 30 silver needles in front of Wang Yiran one after another, and each silver needle was completely submerged into the metal ground.

Not to mention how Liu Huaidong used silver needles to arrange the feng shui array, just this kung fu alone was enough to shock Wang Yiran's heart beyond measure.

Although Wang Yiran herself is not a cultivator, there is no shortage of concentrating masters in the Wang family, and in the National Medical Hall led by her, including Mo Daoling, there are seven or eight contemplation masters with varying cultivation levels.

And with Wang Yiran's understanding of them, it can almost be concluded that those masters will never be able to do it like Liu Huaidong, without the blessing of mana, relying on wrist strength alone to directly pierce those silver needles as thin as cow's hair into this alloy ground.

Wang Yiran looked at the back of Liu Huaidong's finger pins, and at the same time he was horrified in his heart, Liu Huaidong was completely unaware of this, but after shooting out more than 50 silver needles before and after, he quickly pinched the trick with both hands, and muttered something in his mouth.

After a while, a strange scene appeared, only to see that the four walls were airtight, only in the confined space where a special ventilation system was installed on the roof, there was a gust of yin wind that even Wang Yiran could clearly feel out of thin air.

The yin wind blew on her body, making Wang Yiran can't help but feel cold in her vest, and a few drops of cold sweat slid down her head, covering her blown-up cheeks in an instant.

I don't know why, in addition to feeling an uncomfortable chill in his body, Wang Yiran's heart even inexplicably rose a sad feeling.

Just when Wang Yiran couldn't bear it a little and two lines of tears rolled out of his eyes for no reason, Liu Huaidong turned around and pointed at Wang Yiran's head with a volley.

In the blink of an eye, an insignificant herbal mana ran down Liu Huaidong's fingers and sank into Wang Yiran's eyebrows, which made Wang Yiran breathe a sigh of relief.

"I'm sorry, just now I laid down a magic circle to force out the evil qi in my father's body, and in a moment of urgency, I ignored the impact that this evil qi would have on ordinary people......"

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll take it slowly, you can continue, Uncle Liu's situation can't be delayed. After Wang Yiran took a few deep breaths, he adjusted his state and waved his hand at Liu Huaidong.

Liu Huaidong also nodded, and silently continued to force out the remaining mana in Liu Changsheng's body.

It's just that through the scene just now, Wang Yiran was sure of one thing, that is, Liu Huaidong was really able to use silver needles to arrange feng shui formations, and his attainments in Shanzimen's mastery had reached the level of a unique earth master!

Because the evil qi that Liu Huaidong forced out from Liu Changsheng's body just now was the Nine Shades of Evil Qi condensed by the Feng Shui Formation, and it was also the Extreme Yin Qi, so it would have an obvious negative impact on Wang Yiran.

This time, Liu Huaidong forced out the mana, but it was condensed by the master of the three grades of condensation with the qi of the Yang Dynasty, so Wang Yiran didn't notice anything at all, and Liu Huaidong was already finished.

The time spent by Liu Huaidong before and after added up to less than three minutes.

While initially cleaning up the remaining troubles in Liu Changsheng's body, Liu Huaidong also used herbal mana to warm up Liu Changsheng's limbs and hundreds of strange meridians and eight veins.

This herbal mana is originally condensed from the vitality of the world's herbs, so it naturally contains the vitality that ordinary mana can't beat at all.

Using Liu Huaidong's herbal mana to warm up his injuries was far stronger than the mana that Mo Daoling had crossed into Liu Changsheng's body before, and there was no comparison between the two at all.

After solving all the hidden dangers in Liu Changsheng's meridians, Liu Huaidong used an almost substantial mana to wrap Liu Changsheng, who was unconscious in the nutrient solution, and at the same time said with a solemn gaze, "Yiran, get ready, it's your turn!"

"Hmm!"

Wang Yiran, who was standing next to him, was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly put aside the messy thoughts about Liu Huaidong in his mind.

The next moment, I saw that Liu Changsheng's broken body flew directly out of the water tank filled with nutrient solution under the support of Liu Huaidong's mana, and came straight to Wang Yiran, suspended at a height of about one and a half meters from the ground.

This height is exactly the height of ordinary surgery, which is just right for Wang Yiran to apply needles on him.

And Liu Huaidong was at the same time that Wang Yiran had already started to get the needle, and he took a handful of intermittent muscle flowers that he had put aside before.

Next, it is the most important part of the treatment process, whether Liu Changsheng can survive this hurdle or not, success or failure is in one fell swoop!