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This kind of magical acupuncture lasted for a long time, and Liu Xing felt that the acupoints of his whole body had been patronized by golden needles, and after such a time, Liu Xing actually remembered all the meridians in his body.

"Virtuous nephew, you remember!"

Suddenly, a voice came from the void, and it was the old man of the ghost doctor who spoke.

"Remember, thank you uncle for your advice!"

"That's good, it might hurt a little bit next, you bear with it."

It doesn't hurt, this warm feeling is very comfortable, when Liu Xingcai wanted to express his thoughts, a hot stinging sensation began to rise from the dantian, along the seven acupoints along the way, there was a tearing pain, the pain has been extended, from the dantian to the right hand after it is not spreading, but the pain index is rising.

However, after experiencing the instructor's opening remarks, Liu Xing's endurance for pain became very amazing, even if it was this kind of stinging that was beyond the imagination of ordinary people, it still did not shake him, the ghost doctor looked at Liu Xing who was full of golden needles in front of him, and secretly admired in his heart: "This kid's endurance is simply against the sky, when Lao Tzu learned the thirteen needles of the ghost gate, he almost didn't die of pain, it seems that he has to add some materials, and he was still too conservative before." ”

Liu Xing didn't know what was going on in the outside world, so he could only let the ghost doctor fiddle with it.

"Prisoner, prepare a medicated bath bucket for me, put the five poisons and five spirit soup in the bucket, fast!"

"Master, this Five Poisons and Five Spirit Soup is not something that ordinary people can use, this is a disciple of Lord Mei Sanshi, do you want to think about it!"

"Nonsense, Lao Tzu has his own measure, who said that he is a disciple of Mei Sanshi, from today he will be the successor of my Qingmiao Mountain House, remember, this five poisons and five spirit soup is indeed a bit tyrannical. Take my treasured 10,000-year-old ginseng and slice it for him to hold. ”

The prisoner was a death row prisoner rescued by the ghost doctor, and since then he has faithfully followed the ghost doctor, and he knows the character of the ghost doctor best. Seeing that people are only separated from relatives and close to each other, this young man can let him use the treasure at the bottom of the box, it seems that the old man really likes each other, knowing what the ghost doctor thinks, the prisoner will naturally not say anything. Fly like you are ready to go.

When the prisoner returned, he carried a large wooden barrel on his back, and the barrel naturally contained the prepared Five Poisons and Five Spirits Soup.

"Disciple, what kind of journey you can get depends on your creation."

In vain, the title of the ghost doctor has been changed, but fortunately, Liu Xing can't hear what the other party says, otherwise he will definitely fight resolutely, and he will not dare to do such a thing as bullying the teacher and destroying the ancestors.

"Master, do you want to cut the ginseng?"

"There's no hurry. Look at how long he can persist in the Five Poisons and Five Spirits Soup, the longer he persists, the more benefits he will get, although this kind of spiritual ginseng can save his life, but it will greatly reduce the effect of the medicinal bath, and it will be later if it can be later! ”

"Okay, old slave understands."

Liu Xing, who was swaying in his mental space, found that the pain index on his body was soaring, he gasped for breath, and muttered in a low voice: "What did this old man do to me." It hurts. ”

Although Liu Xing said that it was painful, he didn't have any abnormal appearance, and he even had spare time to observe a few acupuncture points that glowed red.

Outside, the prisoner has been putting Liu Xing in the medicated bath bucket for a while. Liu Xing's eyelids twitched a few times at the beginning, and then he didn't make any movements, it seemed that this medicinal bath was not the Five Poisons and Five Spirits Soup, but an ordinary bath water.

"Master, what's the matter, young master? Are you closing off his senses? ”

"No, I just closed his features. The pain can't be closed, but this kid's appearance is really surprising, this kind of Cheng dù's pain is just a blink of an eye. ”

The prisoner swallowed his saliva and said, "Master, you can finish it with the old slave, this is the Five Poisons and Five Spirits Soup, when you were actually this kind of medicine, that scene, I still remember it vividly." ”

"Hehe, just kidding, I don't have time to joke with you now, but the more I look at this disciple, the more I like it, if he can insist on absorbing this medicine, the thirteen needles of the ghost gate will be regarded as a successor, maybe even the legendary needle may appear again."

"Legend of that needle, great, congratulations to the master, congratulations to the master, such a good apprentice!"

"Hehe, that's it, can the person I fancy be worse?"

The ghost doctor now seems to be completely his original intention, and the reason why Liu Xing's ghost gate thirteen needles were passed on was because he didn't want to lose the bet, and wanted Liu Xing to learn some needles to solve the problem of the Quanzhen Sect. Now that he has regarded Liu Xing as his apprentice, he has completely forgotten that Liu Xing is Mei Sanshi's disciple.

Although the prisoner thought of Liu Xing's master, he didn't say anything, according to the relationship between his master and Mei Sanshi, it shouldn't be difficult to ask a disciple to come over.

"Yes, the master has a discerning eye, and the sky wants to greatly prosper our Qingmiao Mountain House!"

The escalation of the pain index made Liu Xing also feel the pressure, he no longer had the energy to care about the acupoints, and at the moment he was constantly muttering a literary text, wanting to use this way to relieve the pain on his body.

"Ahh

After Liu Xing memorized the text three times, the pain broke out completely at that moment, and even after experiencing torture, he still let out a loud roar.

"Bump!"

The bath barrel of the medicinal bath collapsed entirely, and the golden needle that was originally inserted in Liu Xing's body was also ejected, I don't know where he went, seeing this situation, the prisoner's jaw was about to fall, he remembered that Liu Xing had just stepped into the ranks of martial artists before, and there were only three active acupoints, and now Liu Xing had opened up a meridian and became a martial artist in the middle of the day after tomorrow.

The prisoner has always thought that he is a genius, less than forty years old, but he has the cultivation of the middle of the congenital stage, and he is about to break through to the late congenital stage, Liu Xing, the middle stage of the day after tomorrow, is just a little ant in his opinion, but it was this little ant that shocked him, he used three years from the early stage of the day after tomorrow to the late stage of the day after tomorrow, and this is still a person who was named a genius by everyone, and he was framed because of this.

What I saw just now, someone went from the early days of the day after tomorrow to the middle of the day after tomorrow overnight, is this still a person?

"Master, have you adjusted this medicine, why is it so powerful?"

"No, it's still those medicines, but my disciple is really angry, and he has completely absorbed the medicinal power, which is a miracle."

"It's not just a miracle, it's a miracle, the old slave still thinks that he has unparalleled qualifications, compared to your disciple, I'm not a fart!"

When the ghost doctor heard the prisoner's words, his heart blossomed, this disciple was personally selected, the disciple was good, and his own master also had a light on his face.

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