"Can't you cure their poison?"

Xiao Yi frowned.

In his heart, he faintly felt that something was wrong, and even Wuren was poisoned, which showed that this poison was probably not an ordinary poison.

When he reached the realm of Wuren, ordinary poison could not help him at all.

Moreover, the fact that Wuren and others were poisoned itself also seemed a little strange.

They are all Shaolin elders, and normally speaking, it is unlikely that they will be poisoned.

In addition, since the last poisoning incident, Wusheng has also shown great interest in detoxification, and from time to time he has found Xiao Yi to ask about some medical skills in detoxification, Xiao Yi has not hidden anything from him, basically, everything that can be told to him has been told to him.

Only the medical skills such as the twelve needles in the Ghost Valley, which those old men had ordered him to have and must not pass on to the outside world, were not passed on to him.

Therefore, the current Wusheng, in terms of detoxification, should definitely be regarded as a master and an expert.

But now, how could he be so panicked?

"I can't solve it."

Wusheng had a face of remorse, watching his senior brothers and his disciples being poisoned and suffering, but he was helpless, which made him hate his incompetence and feel extremely guilty in his heart.

"Their symptoms, I don't know what's going on at all, and as long as I use the conventional detoxification methods you taught me to treat them, their poison will worsen, and I don't dare to move at all now."

"I'm afraid you're the only one who can save them now."

Wusheng looked at Xiao Yi with a pleading expression, "Senior Brother Wushan." I know you've always had some opinions about them, but please save them. ”

"Don't worry. I can go with you to see if I can save them. I can't guarantee it now, so I'll have to take a look at it first. ”

Hearing the symptoms described by Wusheng, Xiao Yi's mood sank again, judging from Wusheng's description, his previous guess came true, these poisons are really not ordinary poisons, they are likely to be ancient poisons.

looked at Goo with a pleading look on his face. He sighed in his heart, he really didn't like those Shaolin monks very much, even if he stayed in Shaolin for so many years, except for a few people, he still couldn't like those monks, but his hatred for them was not enough to see Cheng Dù who couldn't be saved.

It's just that before meeting them and determining the situation. He wasn't sure if he would be able to save them.

For things that are uncertain, Xiao Yi will never make any promises lightly.

"Okay, this way, this way."

After a few years of getting along. Wusheng still has a certain understanding of Xiao Yi, and heard Xiao Yi's words. immediately knew that Xiao Yi was already willing to help them.

As long as Xiao Yi is willing to help them. That's good, he knows that Xiao Yi is hard-mouthed and soft-hearted. Seeing their appearance, he would definitely do his best to save them.

Pulling up Xiao Yi, he walked straight to the front.

All the Shaolin poisoned disciples have all been gathered in one place, and this place is the Shaolin Martial Arts Hall.

As soon as Xiao Yi followed Wusheng into the martial arts hall, he was immediately taken aback.

I saw that the entire empty martial arts hall was filled with a large number of pieces in a mess, and the better, such as Wuren and other people of the Wuzi generation, were still sitting cross-legged, and seemed to be able to barely fight the virus in their bodies, while the weaker ones, such as the disciples of the Juezi generation and the Yuanzi generation, most of them fell directly to the ground, and some of them were already unconscious.

The faces of these people are very similar, all like wax paper, yellowish and white, and bloodless.

When Xiao Yi's gaze swept around the hall, Xiao Yi was startled again.

Among these people in the hall, almost all the elites of the entire Shaolin are included!

After staying in Shaolin for a few years, coupled with the help of Wusheng, an acquaintance, Xiao Yi still has some understanding of Shaolin, even if he is not familiar with these people in the hall, he doesn't know him, but he can be regarded as good-looking.

Almost all of them are the current and future elites of Shaolin.

But now, all of them have been poisoned and all of them have fallen!

It can be said that the entire Shaolin was almost wiped out.

Who did it?

What exactly do they want to do?

Xiao Yi's heart was completely shocked.

He absolutely didn't believe that the scene in front of him was just an accident.

He believed that these people who had been poisoned and sat in the hall probably already knew that this was not an accident.

In the hall, those people looked at Xiao Yi who came in, and the expressions on their faces also showed a trace of strange and complicated looks.

Naturally, they all knew what Wusheng was pulling Xiao Yi over for.

In the past few years, although they have gradually become accustomed to Xiao Yicun, with the passage of time, except for a very few people, most of them have gradually forgotten the evil deeds that Xiao Yi committed against Shaolin at the beginning.

But they have never really regarded Xiao Yi as a member of Shaolin like Wusheng, and really regarded him as their junior brother or uncle and ancestor.

They all just regarded Xiao Yi as a prisoner in their hearts.

Even if he is a kinder person, he just thinks of him as a poor person.

For those of them martial arts practitioners who judge heroes by their strength, a person who has abolished his cultivation is a wasted person, and such a wasted person is very pitiful.

They never imagined that one day, they would need this waste person in their eyes to be treated.

Moreover, at the moment when they were at their weakest and almost hopeless, the person in front of them seemed to be the only hope in their hearts.

This makes them feel an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

They all kept their mouths shut.

At this awkward moment, not speaking is undoubtedly the wisest choice.

"Senior Brother Wushan, how is it? Is there anything you can do? ”

Wusheng looked at Xiao Yi in front of him, and said with a hint of expectation in his tone.

"I'll take a look."

Xiao Yi walked to a corner in front of him, sat cross-legged, and seemed to be fighting against the poison in his body in front of Zhiyi, grabbed his hand, buckled his fingers precisely on his wrist vein, and began to close his eyes slightly, listening carefully to the pulse.

Watch, hear, ask and touch (a method of diagnosis).

After all, the diagnosis is sometimes superficial and not precise enough.

Pulse cutting is the most accurate and effective means and way for a doctor to understand the specific situation.

The rest, whether it is smelling or asking, may eventually cause some errors due to the patient's own expression, or the surrounding environment and his own sense of smell.

But the cut is something that the healer himself can truly and accurately control. (To be continued......)