Cao Kun glanced at Yang Jun, feeling a little sorry for Yang Jun in his heart. Hua Zhujun's plan, the risks and hidden dangers are very obvious, a little careless, and he died on the spot.

But if it succeeds, it can also change Yang Jun's martial arts cultivation path. As the object of the drug test, for Yang Jun, there is no choice.

But the world is impermanent, and when there is no choice, it may be the best choice.

Yang Jun and Lan Yangzheng were taken by Cao Kun to the Chinese Medicine Hall. Medicine Hall, Yang Jun has been in the City Lord's Mansion for a few years, and he has not yet come in. When you walk to the door of the medicine hall, you can smell the smell of herbs in the air, which is a little spicy.

When you enter the medicine hall, you can see that the courtyard is densely packed with all kinds of herbs, and several medicine children are grinding medicine with stone grinders or cutting medicine with guillotines in the courtyard.

There are two or three doctors and a few medicine children in the medicine hall, and their daily work is to pick and decoct medicines, as well as manage some precious medicinal materials in the house, and also do some medical conditioning to deal with some common diseases such as colds and mosquito bites.

The doctor who treated Xiao Shizi was also enshrined in the medicine hall of the city lord's mansion, but he did not reside in the mansion on a daily basis.

Bringing Yang Jun and a few people to the medicine hall, Cao Kun said:

"Two miracle doctors, these two pharmacies can be used as a place for diagnosis and treatment these days. Herbs and utensils needed for diagnosis and treatment, as well as daily diet and daily life, and two miracle doctors will be brought by a special person in a while. Do you have anything else that you need to send over?"

Hua Zhujun looked at it and said, "Please ask Steward Cao to arrange two medicine boys for me to help." Others but if you need it, I will inform the house. ”

"Elder Xiang, do you need a medicine boy?"

"No need, this time I will bring a few disciples to Yanran City, and they will give me a hand. ”

After that, Xiang Huainan took the dejected Lan Yangzheng and walked directly into the pharmacy on the east side. Hua Zhujun did not hesitate and took Yang Jun into the pharmacy on the west side.

When I entered the pharmacy, there was a large medicine barrel in the room, and a medicine cabinet against the wall, on which the various medicinal materials were displayed. In front of the medicine cabinet, there is also a table and three benches. On the other side of the wall is a low bed.

"You take off your clothes!", Hua Zhujun said to Yang Jun.

"Ah~" Yang Jun was stunned, "Is it here?"

"That's right, here, you take off your clothes!" Hua Zhujun looked at Yang Jun coldly and said expressionlessly.

Yang Jun was just about to untie his clothes, but found that Hua Zhujun was still in the house, so he asked

"Well, aren't you going out?"

"If you take it off, you will take it off. In the eyes of physicians, there are only patients and ordinary people. So in my eyes, you're not much different from a pig! Do you need me to help you?" said Hua Zhujun impatiently.

"No, no, I'll do it myself!"

Seeing Hua Zhujun angry, Yang Jun hurriedly followed her instructions and untied his clothes.

Hua Zhujun said, then turned around and put the cloth bag on the table and unfolded it.

The inside of the bag is neatly and neatly, full of all kinds of knives, and needles of different lengths, knives such as lancets, round knives, scimitars, triangular knives, etc., and needles such as gold needles, silver needles, copper needles, wolf needles, and so on, densely packed.

Slender jade fingers, picked out a few silver needles from the cloth bag, Hua Zhujun turned around, and found Yang Jun standing in front of him without a coat, Hua Zhujun screamed, covered his eyes with his hand, and called:

"Ahh

Yang Jun blushed and hurriedly put on his dirty pants.

"Are you dressed?" asked Hanatake-kun, covering his eyes.

"Alright! Alright!" Yang Jun looked embarrassed and stood in the room, a little at a loss. When Hua Zhujun put her hand down, Yang Jun saw that her face was a little angry, her slender eyes still showed anger, and her cheeks were a little red.

Having never observed a woman so closely, Yang Jun looked a little stupid, and felt that Hua Zhujun's angry appearance was quite good-looking.

Feeling Yang Jun's strange eyes, Hua Zhujun's face turned even redder, raised the silver needle in his hand, and said angrily: "Look again, I will blind you in the eyeballs and make you blind for the rest of your life." ”

Yang Jun hurriedly closed his eyes, and Mu Ran stood in the room.

Hua Zhujun calmed down, walked to Yang Jun and looked at Yang Jun's body, and then pierced the silver needles in his hand one by one on Yang Jun's body.

Yang Jun was in pain, but he closed his eyes and didn't dare to move.

Before the test, Hua Zhujun had to fully grasp Yang Jun's physical condition, especially the eight veins, so as to deduce a feasible test plan.

And the "100-needle fortune test" she uses is the complex needle method in the "Thirteen Needles of the Hanging Pot", which can judge a person's physical condition, hidden diseases and so on through 100 needles.

In the process of applying the needle, Hua Zhujun inadvertently looked up and saw his face with his eyes closed, looking delicate and handsome, he lost his mind for a while, and the silver needle in his hand shook unintentionally, stabbing Yang Jun in great pain, his muscles trembled, and he almost screamed.

Hua Zhujun hurriedly put away his strange thoughts and devoted himself to the needle.

After a stick of incense, Hua Zhujun already had a comprehensive understanding of Yang Jun's physical condition. He put away the silver needle and said to Yang Jun:

"Alright, you hurry up and put on your clothes first!"

After hearing this, Yang Jun opened his eyes and saw that Hua Zhujun had turned around and sorted things out in front of the table, so he hurriedly put on his clothes.

"What's your name?" Looking at the back of Hua Zhujun's light yellow dress, Yang Jun asked a ghost.

Hua Zhujun was still sorting out the silver needles and ignored Yang Jun.

Yang Jun was silent for a moment, and said a little lonely, "If you don't want to say it, then ......."

"My name is Hua Zhujun, a disciple of Flying Flower Valley. ”

Hua Zhujun turned around, looked at Yang Jun seriously, and said softly, "I know your name is Yang Jun, the grandson of Yang Wangting, the steward of the stables in the house!"

"Oh!" Yang Jun looked a little lonely and replied casually.

"The healing process will be very painful, but you have to trust me, you can only trust me!

"Yes, I will fully cooperate with the healing. I know that this is my opportunity to be reborn in the eight veins, and if I miss it, I may not be able to step into martial arts cultivation in my life. So, even if there is a 1 in 10,000 chance of success, I'm going to take a gamble."

"It's good if you understand! You know, if you don't break it, you can't stand it, and if you break it, you will stand up. And it's not a gamble! It's a healing that is bound to succeed. Later, someone will arrange for you to take a medicated bath to adjust your body to the best condition. I'll be back in half an hour. ”

After explaining the precautions for the medicinal bath, Hua Zhujun turned around and went out with a cloth bag to arrange the next things.

Yang Jun took the house alone, and after a while, several family members walked in with a few buckets of green potion and poured the potion into the bath bucket.

Then two medicine boys walked in with a basket of herbs and a golden stick.

One medicine boy slowly poured the herbs into the potion, and the other medicine boy kept stirring the potion with a wooden stick, and then the potion began to bubble, and after a while, the white instant noodles floated all over the medicine bucket, and the golden wooden stick dissolved in the potion.

After doing all this, one of the medicine boys said crisply:

"The divine doctor arranged for you to bathe and change your clothes immediately!" With that, the two medicine boys turned around and went out.

Yang Jun closed the door and looked at the steaming, bubbling potion, and felt a little worried in his heart.

I tested the water temperature with my hands, and felt that the water temperature was just right, Yang Jun endured the discomfort, took off his clothes, and went into the bathtub.

As soon as he entered the medicine barrel, Yang Jun felt that the potion was slimy, and then felt that his skin was a little numb and itchy, as if there were ants eating him, and the pain was unbearable.

Yang Jun thought of Hua Zhujun's instructions, endured the itching, took a deep breath, and the residual internal force in his body unconsciously operated according to the Eight Transformations Qi Technique.

Yang Jun was blocked by the eight veins, so for ten years, most of the true qi of his cultivation was overflowing, and only a few scattered true qi were scattered in his body.

Although the true qi is thin, it is precious to Yang Jun. Therefore, he practiced the Eight Transformation Qi Technique for ten years, constantly operating and refining the only true qi in his body, slowly thinning and thinning the true qi in his body, and the true qi in his body was constantly changing.

Like air, like fog, and now like flowing water. True Qi condenses like flowing water, this situation, Yang Jun has never heard of it, and he can only blame this situation on his eight veins, which caused the accumulation of True Qi, and as a result, it condensed into water.

At this time, the true qi was running, and the pain on his body was reduced a lot.

The white mist above his head was mixed with the heat in the barrel, floating in the air for a long time. Between long breaths, two white mist also exhaled from the nostrils.

"Spit out the old and embrace the new"

If it weren't for the blockage of the eight veins, he firmly believed that in the past ten years, he had opened up all the eight veins and reached the peak of the open vein realm