Old man Zheng sat down first, flipped Feng Wanli's hand on his lap, and then stretched out a few old fingers to put on Feng Wanli's pulse, and he couldn't see Feng Wanli's pulse after touching it for a long time.

Old man Zheng's expression gradually became serious, and he kept changing two places at his wrist, but he still couldn't feel Feng Wanli's pulse, just touching the pulse lasted for a long time, and the people on the side were very anxious.

Old man Zheng opened his eyes, and an old man from the Crazy Knife Gate on the side hurriedly asked, "Master Zheng, how is the situation?" Old man Zheng didn't say anything, he reached in and touched Feng Wanli's other hand, but after groping for a long time, he still couldn't feel Feng Wanli's pulse.

Old man Zheng stood up with a disappointed expression, and these old men from the Crazy Knife Gate hurriedly asked, "Master Zheng, how is it?" Old man Zheng shook his head with some disappointment on his face, and said, "The old man can't do anything about it." A few people on the side were suddenly shocked, and the old man from the Crazy Knife Gate hurriedly asked, "Master, what is the situation?" Old man Zheng said: "Feng Daxia has already stepped into the Ghost Gate with one foot, and I can't feel his pulse at all." ”

"What?" Mao Zhengtong on the side suddenly lost his voice. Even those old men looked a little untenable, and the wandering son saint on the bed stopped, his body shook, and he almost lost his mind and was injured, and Zuo Jian stood on the side and didn't say anything. "Big brother, I'll take a look. The other old man walked towards the bed as he spoke, stretched out a hand on Feng Wanli's neck, began to check Feng Wanli's pulse, and after some time, he opened Feng Wanli's eyes with his hand, and at this moment Feng Wanli's eyeballs were already all black, but he didn't expect those toxins to have invaded his eyes.

After checking it out, Mao Zhengtong hurriedly asked, "Master, what's wrong?" The old man shook his head and said, "It seems that there is no hope." Mao Zheng channel: "Does the master know what poison my senior brother has been in?" The old man shook his head and said: "It's not clear what kind of poison he has been hit, but it is certain that Feng Wanli has been poisoned a lot, and each poison is extraordinary, if it weren't for Feng Daxia's deep internal strength, coupled with the fact that the masters kept sending him internal force, I'm afraid he would have really died at this moment." ”

Everyone was disappointed, but Youzisheng was still sending internal force to Feng Wanli, after all, Feng Wanli was his most proud disciple, and he would not give up until the end. Mao Zhengtong looked at the other old man and said, "Master, take a look, maybe you can do something." The old man shook his head and said, "My eldest brother and second brother can't do anything, and it is estimated that the old man is powerless." ”

Mao Zheng channel: "I still bother the master to take a look, maybe there is one last glimmer of hope." The old man had no choice but to walk over and peel off Feng Wanli's clothes, only to see that Feng Wanli's chest was covered with black gas, only the position of the heart vein was still a little red, and that bit of red yellow was still Youzisheng constantly using internal force to resist the black gas of other parts of his body. The black qi from other parts of the body was still eroding towards the heart vein, and the position of the heart vein was becoming more and more dangerous, and it seemed that the wandering saint would not be able to hold out for long.

The old man looked at the situation on Feng Wanli's chest and said, "It seems that Master You can't last long, and now he can only find a way to protect his heart first." Mao Zhengtong hurriedly walked over and said, "May I ask the master what he can do?" The old man said: "The most direct way is to find a person with deep internal strength to continue to protect his heart, and then slowly find a way to detoxify, but what kind of poison Feng Wanli has been in, the old man is still unclear, I am afraid that after waiting to figure it out, Feng Wanli will not work." ”

I also have to find a person with deep internal strength to protect my heart, and a few people are suddenly out of line, even Youzisheng doesn't have that kind of internal force here, so where else can I go to find it, and even if I find it, it won't help. Is there no hope like this? Everyone's hearts sank, and Zuo Jian saw that the old man in the end was better than the previous two, at least not as arrogant as the two old men in front of him, but it gave Zuo Jian a good impression.

Looking at the dejected appearance of these people, Zuo Jian came out and said, "Didn't Master Zheng say that as long as there is one breath left, he can be cured? Old man Zheng looked at Zuo Jian fiercely, but this was a slap in the face, and said angrily: "People who don't even have a pulse, is there any difference between that and only one breath?" "Isn't that still a breath?" "You ......" Old man Zheng was speechless for a moment, but continued: "Aren't you also in a hurry to treat others? Why are you just standing and watching now?"

Zuo Jian said: "Naturally, I came to show Brother Feng, but I was called away by some people." At this time, Mao Zheng remembered Wu Di's words, maybe Zuo Jian really had a chance, and hurriedly said: "Brother Zuo Jian, please help take a look." Zuo Jian said with a smile: "Brother Feng can also save my life, I will naturally do my best." Zuo Jian said and walked towards the bed, since the two old men didn't feel Feng Wanli's pulse, then he didn't have to touch it, but looked at the black gas in front of Feng Wanli, but he didn't expect that the poison under the poisonous scorpion was really unusual, even if he looked at it like this, he couldn't see anything famous.

After taking a look in front of Feng Wanli's body, Zuo Jian went directly to the bed and sat down cross-legged, the internal force on his fingers worked, and he quickly clicked a few times around Feng Wanli's heart, and all the bloodlines around Feng Wanli's heart were sealed before, but those degrees were loosened under the erosion of these toxins, and now Zuo Jian sealed it again with a strong internal force. After sealing these acupuncture points, a sharp internal force condensed on the finger of the left sword, and the finger suddenly clicked on Feng Wanli's chest, and an inch-long wound appeared on Feng Wanli's chest.

The fingers of the left sword bent suddenly, and the palm of the palm operated an internal force against the wound, and a stream of blood suddenly flowed out of Feng Wanli's body, but the blood was already pitch black, and the blood did not flow down in front of him after it flowed out, but stayed in the cloud at the front of the left sword's palm. Zuo Jian slowly moved the blood in front of him, and then threw it into his mouth at once, and everyone was shocked, because they knew how domineering the poison was in the blood, but it was swallowed by Zuo Jian.

Everyone's eyes stayed on Zuo Jian's body, and Mao Zhengtong hurriedly asked, "Brother Zuo Jian, don't do it." Zuo Jian had already swallowed the blood, and then the internal force was running on both hands, and then he kept transmitting the internal force in front of Feng Wanli's body. After Zuo Jian tasted the blood, he slowly recalled what medicines were in it, and at the same time thought about the antidotes corresponding to these poisons, and how to configure these antidotes. Everyone looked at Zuo Jian's appearance, they all clenched their fists tightly, it seemed that the three old men glanced at Zuo Jian, and really wanted to see how Zuo Jian treated Feng Wanli, but Zuo Jian had already spoken, and Mao Zhengtong had already invited them out, so the three of them had to go out reluctantly, and the other old men of the Crazy Sword Gate also wanted to stay here, but they were still called out.

Mao Zhengtong walked at the back, and then heard Zuo Jian's voice: "Brother Mao is looking for a bowl." Mao Zhengtong nodded, and left here quickly after going out, and the others were even more puzzled, what was Zuo Jian looking for a bowl for? The door had been closed, and You Zisheng had not spoken before, firstly, he was transporting internal force to Feng Wanli, which was inconvenient to speak, and he estimated that Feng Wanli's situation was hopeless, so he was not in the mood to speak. And now that Zuo Jian helped to block the poison in Feng Wanli's body, Youzisheng was much more relaxed, plus now that Zuo Jian seemed to have a way, Feng Wanli had hope again, so Youzisheng opened his eyes and said, "I wonder if Zuo Jian's little friend is sure?"

Zuo Jian heard the voice of the wandering saint elder, it seemed that Feng Wanli's events during this time made him much older, Zuo Jian said: "Brother Feng is very poisoned, and the younger generation is not sure, but there is hope." You Zisheng was a little relieved, if Zuo Jian said that he was sure at this time, it is estimated that he would not believe it, but when he heard Zuo Jian say that there was hope, there was a glimmer of hope in Youzi Sheng's heart. Zuo Jian said: "Senior, try your best to force the toxins out of Brother Feng's Purple Palace and Jizhong Acupoints." ”

As soon as Zuo Jian's words fell, You Zisheng quickly changed a handprint behind Feng Wanli, and then hit Feng Wanli's back with two hands, and the blood from the wound in front of Feng Wanli that was cut by Zuo Jian with internal force accelerated the speed of flow. It didn't take long for Mao Zhengtong to run in from outside, come to the bedside, and hurriedly asked, "Brother Zuo Jian, what's the use of this bowl?" Zuo Jian's two hands were sent into front again, and then his right hand quickly hit Feng Wanli's heart in front of it, and the internal force kept being transported from the heart position to help Feng Wanli protect his heart, and then said: "Just sit on the side and catch the blood flowing out of my hand with a bowl." ”

Mao Zhengtong didn't know what Zuo Jian was going to do, so he quickly took a stool on the side and sat down, and then Zuo Jian stretched out his left hand, and as soon as he was injured, a wound of two inches above the palm of his hand instantly appeared, and at the same time, he quickly exercised his skills, and blood flowed out of his palm quickly. You Zisheng looked at Zuo Jian while conveying internal force to Feng Wanli, but he didn't expect that Zuo Jian, who had made the entire rivers and lakes bloody, still have such a ability, not only has deep internal strength, but also has few attainments in the medical Tao.

After a long time, Zuo Jian's face gradually became pale, but Mao Zhengtong already had a bowl of blood in his hand, and Zuo Jian used his power on his left hand, blocking several acupuncture points, and the blood flowing out gradually stopped. Looking at this bowl of blood, Mao Zhengtong and You Zisheng didn't know what Zuo Jian was going to do, and after Zuo Jian took his hand back, he heard Zuo Jian say: "Give this bowl of blood to Brother Feng to drink." Mao Zhengtong didn't react for a while, and then he saw the left and right sides of the left and right sides of Feng Wanli's neck quickly tapped twice, and Feng Wanli's mouth was half open.

Mao Zhengtong reacted this time, and hurriedly stood up and drank the blood in the bowl, and Mao Zhengtong was very careful not to let a drop spill out, because this is likely to save his senior brother, and this bowl of blood is not easy to come by.

After Feng Wanli drank this bowl of medicine, Mao Zhengtong saw that Feng Wanli still had no change, but he also knew that this bowl of blood alone could not make Feng Wanli wake up. "Another bowl. "Left Kendo. Mao Zhengtong was stunned for a moment, and at this time, Youzi Shengdao: "Zuo Shaoxia must take care of his body, don't hurt his body for the sake of thousands of miles." Zuo Jian said: "Thank you seniors for your concern, it's okay." ”

Mao Zhengtong sat down at this time, and then the left sword continued to exercise, forcing the blood in his body out of the wound, and at the same time, the other hand kept transmitting internal force to Feng Wanli, and on Feng Wanli's chest, the blood juice on the pitch black was still overflowing, and it was extremely thick, and it was accompanied by a foul smell. As time passed, the black qi in Feng Wanli's chest finally slowly withdrew, Zuo Jian was relieved when he saw this, and Mao Zhengtong also saw it, his face suddenly became happy, and said, "Master, it has an effect." At this time, Zuo Jian's body trembled, Mao Zhengtong was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "How is Brother Zuo Jian?"

Zuo Jian shook his head, his face was pale at the moment, but fortunately, another bowl of blood flowed out, Zuo Jian also retracted his left hand, and then said, "Give it to Brother Feng to drink." Mao Zhengtong hurriedly stood up and drank it for Feng Wanli, and after drinking, Zuo Jian tapped Feng Wanli's neck twice again, and Feng Wanli's mouth closed again, and then Zuo Jian said: "Now go find a pen and paper, and I will write you the medicinal materials you need." Mao Zhengtong hurriedly put the bowl aside, and then walked quickly outside, and when the old men saw Mao Zhengtong coming out, they ran out before they had time to ask what Mao Zhengtong was, and those old men didn't dare to go in and disturb, so they just quietly continued to wait outside.

A few old men of the Crazy Sword Gate just hoped that Zuo Jian really had that ability, while the three old men Zheng were waiting to see what method Zuo Jian used, and at the same time, they also wanted to see how capable Zuo Jian was. It didn't take long for Mao Zhengtong to run over with paper and pen, then pushed the door and walked in quickly, saying, "Brother Zuojian, the paper and pen have been found." Zuo Jian said: "I'll start to say, you can write it down." Mao Zhengtong sat down at the table, and then Zuo Jian said: "Dragon Whisker Grass, Dragon Hair Fruit, Broken Intestine Grass, Absolute Heart Grass......" Zuo Jian recited nearly twenty kinds of medicinal materials in a row, half of which Mao Zhengtong knew was highly poisonous, did he want to use these to treat his senior brother? Mao Zhengtong thought so, Zuo Jian said: "You take it out first, let them find these medicines first, and they will have as many as they can find." ”。

Mao Zhengtong didn't say a word, and now he hoped that it was all on Zuo Jian's body, so he picked up the paper on the table and walked outside, and after pushing the door out, he hurriedly handed the paper to an old man, and shouted: "Uncle Shi, please send someone to find this quickly, the more the better." The old man took the note, and only had time to ask, "How is your senior brother Feng?" Mao Zheng said: "It's getting better." The faces of the others were all happy, while the faces of Old Man Zheng and the three of them were surprised, they didn't understand how Zuo Jian did it, and at the same time they stretched out their heads to see what kind of medicinal herbs were written on the note.

After the old man of the Crazy Knife Gate knew that Feng Wanli had improved, he happily took the piece of paper full of medicinal materials and walked outside, and the old man Zheng also probably looked at the medicinal materials written on the note, and after the old man of the Crazy Knife Gate left, he said: "Why are there many medicinal materials on it that are highly poisonous." Everyone else was taken aback, and another old man asked, "Did the eldest brother see what kind of prescription it was?"