Chapter 62: Nine Dragons Mystery Needle Technique
With Cheng Yi's continuous urging of spiritual power, the divine needle in his hand became more and more radiant, and the seven candles around him were also becoming more and more vigorous, and they had gradually turned from the original Yingying fire to a raging flame.
At this time, I saw that the golden needle in Cheng Yi's hand suddenly and slowly detached from his fingertips, floating in the air as if he had life.
"It's floating!"
"Oh my God, is this magic?"
When everyone saw this magical scene, they were amazed.
But they don't know that this is just the beginning, and the really high-end ones are still to come.
I saw Cheng Yi's eyes staring at the divine needle in mid-air like torches, and he suddenly shouted in his mouth: "Open!"
Immediately afterwards, everyone saw that the golden needle was very "obedient" and divided into two.
"Hmmββ!"
Everyone was in a burst of exclamations again.
But before the sound fell, the golden needle became four again, and at the same time, the volume became much longer than before.
"This ...... It's amazing......"
Chen Ruobing was already stunned at this time, and she couldn't think of any other words to describe everything in front of her except "magical".
Even Xu Renjie, who had always been full of disdain before, was stunned at this time, pestle there like a wooden man, and kept an expression on his face, that is, shock.
And when the golden needles gradually became five, Cheng Yi was already trembling a little, and beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.
Manipulating five divine needles at the same time is the limit of his current cultivation.
"Plop, plop, plop!"
But at this time, among the forty-nine assistants, several of them suddenly fell to the ground, their faces pale and terrifying.
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Chen Ruobing and the others were shocked, why did this good person suddenly collapse? And will this affect Cheng Yi's treatment?
The other assistants involved in the treatment also began to panic, they did not know what was going on and whether their lives would be in danger.
Just when the atmosphere at the scene began to be a little tense, Cheng Yi's voice suddenly sounded: "Ruobing, give the boiled medicine to those who have fallen down to drink, and then take them to rest." β
Hearing Cheng Yi's voice, Chen Ruobing's heart inexplicably felt a sense of steadiness, and immediately ordered those who were not involved in the treatment to follow Cheng Yi's instructions.
Sure enough, the assistants who were originally pale and weak in breath suddenly recovered a lot after drinking the decoction.
Only then did everyone suddenly realize that this seemingly dangerous emergency situation was also under Cheng Yi's control.
At the same time, Wang Weikang also noticed that the number of golden needles floating in the air was still increasing, first from five to six, and then to seven.
And while the number of golden needles is increasing, the assistants who are involved in the treatment are also falling in a steady stream.
Fortunately, with the experience just now, Chen Ruobing ordered people to help those who fell to the side in an orderly manner, and then fed the decoction, so it did not cause any panic.
In the end, the number of divine needles controlled by Cheng Yi was fixed at nine, and only seven of the forty-nine assistants holding candlesticks at the front of the team were barely supported, and the rest of the people all fell for unknown reasons.
At this time, Cheng Yi suddenly urged the spiritual power, causing the nine divine needles to shine brightly, and emitting bursts of humming sounds.
"Hah!"
I only heard a low cry in his mouth, and then stretched out two fingers and pointed at Chen Deyuan next to him.
In an instant, the nine divine needles turned into nine golden rays of light and submerged into the nine acupoints of Chen Deyuan's body.
"ThisβThis is!"
When Wang Weikang saw this scene, he immediately pointed his finger at Cheng Yi excitedly, his whole body trembled, and he spoke incoherently.
"Dr. Wang, what's wrong with you?"
The second master, Chen Chaoyang, knew that Wang Weikang was not an ordinary person, and he must have seen something, so he immediately asked curiously.
"Haha...... Hahaha......"
Who knew that Wang Weikang suddenly seemed to have lost his mind and laughed to himself.
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The people next to him suddenly looked at each other for a while, not knowing what kind of nerve this famous doctor in the capital has.
"I, Wang Weikang, really live in vain!" Wang Weikang suddenly let out a sigh of emotion.
"Doctor Wang, what are you ......?" Chen Chaoyang continued to ask.
I saw Wang Weikang silently looking at Cheng Yi, his eyes were mixed with curiosity, surprise, and more awe.
After a while, he suddenly said to everyone in an extremely solemn tone: "You guys take a good look! This is an acupuncture technique that has been lost for thousands of years!"
"Oh?"
This sentence immediately aroused everyone's interest, and even Chen Zhaohui, who had always been majestic, couldn't help but ask curiously: "How many thousand years has it been lost?" Doctor Wang, what does this mean?"
"Chief Chen, the Chen family is blessed, and the Hua country is blessed!" Wang Weikang said excitedly, "This Mr. Cheng is simply a god, and the acupuncture he used for Chen Lao is the most mysterious and magical Nine Dragon Xuan Acupuncture in acupuncture!"
"Nine Dragons Mystery Acupuncture!?"
Chen Zhaohui looked dazed, as a leader of the army, he was usually well-informed, and had come into contact with many secrets that ordinary people did not know, such as martial arts masters, but it was the first time he had heard of this kind of acupuncture.
"My teacher once said that there is a legendary acupuncture method in the field of acupuncture, called Jiulong Xuan Acupuncture, which was created by Fu Xi, the ancestor of the Chinese Kingdom in ancient times.
Speaking of this, Wang Weikang suddenly sighed: "Alas, it's a pity that this kind of acupuncture method has been lost for unknown reasons, so that thousands of years later, whenever people talk about it, they think that it is just a legend made up by the ancients in order to praise Fuxi." β
"Since it has been lost for thousands of years, how can you be sure that the young man used this kind of stitch?" Chen Zhaohui questioned.
"People may not be sure, but I can be 100% sure. β
Wang Weikang said firmly: "Because my teacher has been looking for a way to restore this magic technique, he is an old man who has been extremely poor all his life, traveled all over the country, integrated various historical materials and ancient books, and finally was recognized by him a little fur, although the acupuncture method he restored is far less magical than the original, but it has also successfully treated many incurable diseases that cause headaches in the medical community, for the benefit of one party." β
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After hearing these words, everyone in the Chen family couldn't help but sigh, it is really worthy of Zhou Xuanji, the first divine doctor in China, who can restore the ancient magic with only some historical materials and ancient books, although there are still some gaps in the actual effect, but this heart of inheritance, as well as the virtue of the doctor who treats the world, is really admirable!
But then again, since even Doctor Zhou can't completely restore the magic skills, how did this young man who looks less than twenty years old master it? Such a talent can no longer be described by the four words "prodigy", is it possible that he is really a god descending to earth?