Wu Jiaoyang's box of silver needles is not ordinary.

This matter is known to the entire medical community in Jiangnan Province. It is said that this is passed down from ancestors. His ancestor was a royal doctor who worked in the palace, and I heard that he had something to do with Sun Simiao in the Tang Dynasty.

In normal times, if others want to use it, he may not lend it out.

But now, in order to wait to ridicule Chen Feng, he also took it out with pain. After all, at his age, what he is fighting for is a breath.

The moment Chen Feng opened the quaint rosewood box, he felt that this needle was extraordinary!

'There is a faint existence of qi, and it is really not simple. ’

"The needle is good, but it is buried with the wrong master." Chen Feng said casually.

"Humph!" Wu Jiaoyang snorted coldly and said nothing.

Now, he is waiting to see Chen Feng's jokes, what can he do with it?

"Master Cheng, sit upright." Chen Feng said, helping Cheng Fengsheng up.

Then, Chen Feng put the box of silver needles on the table, and he took three of them in his hand.

"Look at the way he pulls the needle, it's so casual, you can tell at a glance that he is not good at learning!"

"Humph! I thought it was a flower shelf, but I didn't expect that there was not even a flower shelf. ”

Seeing that Chen Feng was holding a silver needle, so unruly, these doctors followed and ridiculed again.

But then, when Chen Feng made the next move, Wu Jiaoyang's eyes suddenly widened, his mouth was also round, and he couldn't say a word!

Because he saw that the three silver needles in Chen Feng's hand seemed to be alive, floating from the palm of his hand, and then as if he had eyes, he brushed through three cold rays and brought three "whooshing" sounds, and inserted them directly into Cheng Fengsheng's chest!

This scene made Wu Jiaoyang stunned!

But the others on the side laughed.

"I'm laughing to death! This kid actually threw acupuncture as a dart! ”

"It's nonsense!"

"Master Cheng, don't move, I'll take out the silver needle for you. You must know that this needle is in the wrong place, but it will also be fatal. Mu Zhenjing even said, took the initiative to step forward, and reached out to pull out the silver needle.

"Presumptuous, don't pull it out!" But at this time, Wu Jiaoyang shouted violently, interrupting his movements.

When he shouted this, everyone was confused.

"Master, what's wrong with you? I know you cherish your silver needle and don't want anyone else to touch it, but ...... Now it's about the life and safety of the Cheng family master......"

"Shut up! Don't disturb this little brother to give the needle! And this time, Mu Zhenjing's words were not finished, and he was cut off by Wu Jiaoyang again.

Mu Zhenjing was angry for a while, but when he thought that this was his master, and he would have to rely on him for his future future, he could only choose to shut up.

It's just that the doubts in his heart are even worse.

The others are also suspicious.

Seeing that Chen Feng took three more silver needles, swiped them twice in his hand, and threw them on Cheng Fengsheng's body like throwing darts again, finally someone couldn't see it.

"Dean Wu, I really can't figure it out, this kid is using the body of the Cheng family master as a target, but you stop us from moving, what is the purpose of this?"

Wu Jiaoyang was stunned, and after being interrupted by his words, he couldn't help but feel angry, "You talk a lot of nonsense!" Flying needles go to acupoints, flying needles go to acupoints, don't you know! You're still a doctor in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine! ”

"What??"

"Flying Needles and Needles Go to the ?!!"

"Fly...... Flying needles and holes? ”

"Old Wu, are you kidding?"

"How is this possible!"

"That's right, he's a hairy boy, how can he practice flying needles and acupoints!"

Hearing these words, those Chinese medicine practitioners all exclaimed in surprise!

But when they finished speaking, they all subconsciously looked at Cheng Fengsheng, and they all shut up!

At this time, they discovered that the location of the silver needles thrown by Chen Feng turned out to be six acupuncture points of the eight acupuncture points of the human body - two needles in the head, and four in the trunk from the chest downwards!

Mu Zhenjing was simply stunned, he stared at his eyes as if he was sleepwalking, slowly paced behind Chen Feng, and looked towards the acupuncture points, the six acupuncture points were so accurate, and the points were exactly the same!

"Master, master, I saw it! This is really a flying needle!! Mu Zhenjing couldn't care about Chen Feng's anger anymore, and shouted very excitedly.

Wu Jiaoyang also nodded excitedly, looking at Chen Feng's eyes, it was extremely complicated! It's like a person who has cultivated a Buddha all his life has finally met the Buddha!

You must know that he has been extremely poor all his life, and he wants to practice this flying needle and acupoint, but he can't do it! Because this flying needle is completely different from throwing a dart.

Darts are hard things, and the dart board is so big, you won't have a problem throwing it off. But acupuncture is different, there are so many big acupuncture points in the human body, if you throw it wrong, it will kill you.

Of course, the most important thing is that if you want to practice flying needles, proficiency alone is not enough! What is needed for this is, the gas, the outward release of the gas!

This kind of thing, he Wu Jiaoyang has only seen it in ancient medical books before - the culmination of a doctor, can overflow in the palm, the imperial needle is like a flying sword, can move at will, this is called the flying needle to go to the acupoint.

It can be said that the last wish of every famous Chinese medicine practitioner is to be able to learn to fly needles and acupoints, but it is a pity that ...... No one can do it.

And now, he actually saw this scene, it happened to such a young Chen Feng! And it's three stitches at a time, how can this not surprise him!

couldn't help it, he began to make up his mind in his heart, after Chen Feng cured Cheng Fengsheng's illness, he must worship Chen Feng as a teacher!

Chen Feng naturally didn't pay attention to the changes in the expressions and attitudes of these people, but concentrated on treating Cheng Fengsheng's illness with all his heart. He said it lightly, but it is not a simple thing to really do. Take this flying needle as an example, he must condense the qi of his whole body, force it to the palm of his hand, and finally use this qi to wrap the silver needle and pierce the patient's body.

Outsiders think that this flying needle is just a powerful needle technique, thinking that it just reflects skill. But only insiders know that the most important thing in this flying needle technique is not in the needle, but in the qi, the qi of the healer, the qi of healing!

The moment the needle pierces the acupuncture point, the breath wrapped in the silver needle begins to work, like a scavenger, forcing out the crux of the acupuncture point and the dead qi of the meridians around the acupuncture point, so that the healing effect can be achieved.

Therefore, this technique is also particularly laborious!

No, after six stitches, there was already a trace of sweat on Chen Feng's forehead.

By this time, the room was really quiet. To be precise, it should be silent, and even the sound of breathing is extremely suppressed, for fear that the sound he makes will break the atmosphere of the audience.

Watching Chen Feng apply the needle, they felt as if they were appreciating art.

When they saw Chen Feng and stretched out his hand to the acupuncture box again, everyone stared at each other and followed closely with their eyes, for fear of missing any details.

And this time, after Chen Feng stretched out his hand, he only took two. Moreover, he did not use the flying needle again, but slowly leaned up and quickly pierced the seventh needle into the last acupuncture point of the Shengmen.

At this point, among the eight gates, only one cave of the death gate remains, which is still empty.

"In this way, it seems that it is finally over, and there is hope that the head of the Cheng family will recover from his illness!" Wu Jiaoyang muttered.

But as soon as he finished saying this, he saw Chen Feng raise the needle and prick it at Cheng Fengsheng's body again, and the location of this acupuncture point is the acupoint of death!

"Little brother can't do it!" Wu Jiaoyang shouted out in a lost voice.

It's just that it's too late.

Chen Feng had already stabbed this eighth silver needle on the Death Gate.

"Poof!!"

As soon as the silver needle fell, Cheng Fengsheng suddenly spit out a mouthful of dirty blood, and his eyes, which had been closed, also opened at this moment.

Chen Feng sat on the chair in front of the bed, panting for a long time.

"Uncle, this is too much dead air! That historian must hate you so much that he found such a thousand-year-old corpse jade to harm you. ”

Chen Feng's words broke the atmosphere in the room, and many people looked at him suspiciously again, not understanding the meaning of his words.

Chen Feng didn't want to explain.

"Thank you, Little Brother Chen, for saving your life!" Cheng Fengsheng didn't care about the silver needles on his body, so he hugged Chen Feng and thanked him.

Chen Feng waved his hand, "Don't thank me yet, I am selfish to save you, because ...... I'm going to take something from you. ”