"In that case, it's decided. Yang Yi smiled slightly and beckoned Mu Lianhao to come over.

"You're going to start the treatment here?" asked the Sima man in amazement.

You must know that medical skills are all secrets, even when the ancestor of the second room treats his children and grandchildren, even Mu Lianhao, a direct descendant, cannot enter.

Yang Yimu nodded, "Of course it's treated here, or else?"

One sentence once again triggered everyone's exclamations, and everyone's eyes widened, looking at Yang Yi without blinking, lest a little detail be left behind.

Sima Xingman's face suddenly turned dark, and Yang Yi suddenly forced him into a corner, if he wanted to find a room to treat, he would fall down first.

However, thinking that his secret skills were not known to others, Sima Xingnan could only grit his teeth, and walked off the small stage with his patient with a blushing face.

"Senior Sima, if I finish treating the patient, do I have to notify you first?" Seeing Sima Xingnan walking off the small stage, Yang Yi asked deliberately.

The Sima man stumbled and almost fell off the small stage, he turned his head and glared at Yang Yi fiercely, and snorted coldly and walked away.

Ha ha.

Yang Yi laughed wildly, and then reached into his arms, in fact, his mind had already entered the Nine Dragons Ring, and he took out a Tongmai Pill.

This Tongmai Dan is actually a failure product when refining Zhuji Dan, and it can't be said to be a failure product, but Yang Yi accidentally added two main drugs when trying the ratio of other medicinal materials, and accidentally became a Dan, this is a third-level pill, Yang Yi is only refining a few furnaces, and the real Cheng Dan is just five Zhuji Dan, and the third sister Tongmai Dan is only.

Having entered the Strange Ability Realm, Yang Yi knew that he would have to come into contact with these ancient martial artists sooner or later, and these third-level elixirs were indispensable for a doctor, just like some necessary medicines when he first became a doctor.

When the pill was taken out, a fragrance suddenly wafted out, and anyone who smelled it would feel a coolness in their hearts.

"Good Dan, good Dan. The eyes of the second room ancestor sparkled, and his body involuntarily leaned forward, obviously suppressing the urge to snatch in the slave.

The other delegates were no better, and some of them had already flashed greed in their eyes, and the reason why they didn't do it was obvious that they had not completely lost their minds.

Yang Yi didn't expect that he had just taken out the pill, as if a mouse had fallen into a snake's nest, surrounded by poisonous snakes that wanted to swallow himself into his belly, without any hesitation, he immediately shook his hand and punched the Tongmai Pill into Mu Lianhao's mouth.

Close your eyes, you'll have me. Yang Yi gently patted Mu Lianhao's shoulder and said softly.

I don't know why, Mu Lianhao has a heartfelt trust in Yang Yi, maybe because he has decided that Yang Yi is his brother-in-law!

Yang Yi really doesn't need to hide anything, his methods, others can't learn even if they see it.

With his eyes half-closed, he released the divine element, and Yang Yi carefully probed Mu Lianhao's meridians.

When the Tongmai Pill was taken, it melted in his mouth, and a violent true qi immediately merged into Mu Lianhao's body, converging towards the dantian.

Born with a closed meridian and unable to cultivate, most of them are unable to open up the dantian, even if they feel the sense of qi, they can't retain even a trace of true qi, resulting in no true qi that can broaden the meridians.

The meridians are born with everyone, without the meridians, there is no way for people to survive, it can be said that the meridians are the foundation of people.

Pain.

Pain.

The tearing pain was tormenting this Mu Lianhao, and it felt as if there was a hand constantly tearing in his body.

Since childhood, although life has been a little hard, where has Mu Lianhao endured this kind of pain.

However, Mu Lianhao gritted his teeth, he didn't even snort, for more than ten years, he deeply realized the sadness of not being able to cultivate in an ancient martial family, in such a family whose strength is respected, without strength, even if the bloodline is noble, in the end, it is not reduced to the point of living in a grass hut and barely being able to feed his stomach.

"Persistence, persistence, if just this pain can make me cultivate, I would rather the pain be strengthened tenfold or hundredfold. Mu Lianhao shouted in his heart, although he was already trembling involuntarily in pain at this time.

Yang Yi nodded appreciatively, he didn't expect Mu Lianhao to be able to persist so much, which saved him a lot of effort.

Seeing that Mu Lianhao couldn't hold on and was about to pass out, but that strong true qi still hadn't been able to open up the dantian, Yang Yi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Mu Lianhao was a little old after all, if the meridians hadn't been finalized before the age of ten, everything would be much simpler.

Now, even if he reshapes the dantian and opens up the meridians, Mu Lianhao's cultivation will not be very high.

At the moment when Mu Lianhao was about to faint, Yang Yi made a move, and the nine Nine Dragon Needles turned into nine golden lights, which disappeared in a flash, and by the time everyone reacted, the golden needles had already pierced into the nine big points around Mu Lianhao's body.

The acupuncture point is a dead acupoint, and those who are not doctors dare not touch it easily, but at the same time, the acupuncture points are also very ordinary, as long as they are martial arts students, there is no one who does not know these acupoints.

Over the hillfire!

Yang Yi let out a low roar in his heart, and Shen Yuan instantly burst out along his fingers.

One flick, two plucks, three lifts, four stabs, five spins......

Nine golden needles, nine acupoints, nine techniques, Yang Yi will be the magic of acupuncture is vividly interpreted, and under the impact of Shenyuan, the temperature of the nine dragon needles suddenly increased, constantly impacting the nine dead points.

"This ...... What kind of stitching is this?" The second room ancestor looked at Yang Yi's technique with shining eyes, and unconsciously began to imitate it in his hands.

But he had to admit that he would never dare to do this on the death hole, which was simply to hasten the death of the patient.

With Yang Yi joining, Mu Lianhao's face eased slightly, and the trembling of his body stopped, but the severe pain was still constantly invading like waves.

Yang Yi didn't pay attention to everything around him at all, he was engrossed in probing every little bit of change in Mu Lianhao's body, as the second room ancestor understood, if there was any mistake at this time, Mu Lianhao would definitely die, and he would not even be seriously injured.

Only Yang Yi, who has a divine element and can explore the subtleties, dares to do so.

Everyone only saw that Yang Yi's hands were like phantoms, and the shadows of his hands were full of shadows between the nine golden needles, and what was even more amazing was that each golden needle, even changed several techniques in a single breath, and the middle connection was ingenious and natural, which was simply amazing.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, but in Yang Yi's eyes, it seemed like a month had passed, and under his full attention, his spirit was also a little tired.

Finally, the first stage of treatment could be stopped temporarily, although the dantian had not yet been reshaped, the violent pill qi had already condensed, and it was slowly being created.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Yi didn't have time to wipe the sweat off his forehead, his hands flashed again and again, and the nine golden needles disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, as if they hadn't appeared at all.

At the same time, the severe pain doubled, Mu Lianhao's brows furrowed deeply again, and sweat immediately flowed down.