The treatment of Liao Cheng is not as complicated as imagined.

It's noon.

The two ritual arrays from the fire were activated, and the fire was raging in the eyes of the central array.

Under the guidance of Liaoyuan, Liao Cheng began to disperse.

It sounds simple, but the process is extremely painful. In particular, it is even more painful to disperse the gong on its own. Fortunately, with the help of his own Lao Tzu, Liao Cheng's pain was alleviated a lot. But after a while, the sweat also soaked through the heavy clothes, and the joints of his body rattled, and Liao Cheng couldn't help but shout.

"Liao Cheng, bear with it. Don't embarrass me in front of so many seniors. ”

Seeing that his son was in pain, in fact, Liaoyuan's heart was as uncomfortable as a knife, but the words that came out of his mouth were cold and lackluster.

Liao Cheng immediately gritted his teeth, and his thin body couldn't help trembling.

As soon as Xiao Fan's index finger of his right hand was raised, an invisible force shot straight into the acupoint on Liao Cheng's chest, instantly wandering between his internal organs and various meridians. Far from weakening the suffering of Liao Cheng's dispersal efforts, it became more and more painful.

"Liao Daoyou, gritted your teeth and insisted. I have to know the most practical situation of damage to your internal organs and meridians in order to take medicine. ”

Xiao Fan turned a blind eye to Liao Cheng's pain and said indifferently.

Hearing Xiao Fan say this, the words that came to his mouth were swallowed back stiffly.

He originally planned to ask Xiao Fan for permission to help his son in a way that was not so painful. As a Yuanying monk, it is not very difficult to dissipate the exercises for a mid-stage Jindan monk without pain, although Liaoyuan is not Langzhong, he also knows several methods.

But Xiao Fan clearly told him about this kind of suffering. It's something that Liao Cheng has to bear.

Liaoyuan immediately kept silent.

If at the beginning, he still had doubts about Xiao Fan. It's just that he was forced to be helpless, and he had to use a dead horse as a live horse doctor. pinned all his hopes on Xiao Fan. Now seeing that Mr. Bing is sitting on one side in a proper manner, "laying a hand" for Xiao Fan, and has no objections to Xiao Fan's medical case, Liaoyuan is almost superstitious about Xiao Fan.

At this moment, Xiao Fan said whatever he wanted, and he would never dare to disobey half a point.

At the moment, he held his son's hand tightly and secretly encouraged him.

About half an hour passed, and Liao Cheng suddenly screamed, his eyes protruding. Fainted.

"Mr. Xiao ......"

The cold sweat on Liaoyuan's forehead also came down.

"It's okay, continue to work."

Xiao Fan looked calm and said coldly.

Liao Yuan gritted his teeth, his five fingers rotated, and one after another invisible energy couldn't help but shoot into Liao Cheng's body. To help Liao Cheng Sangong, every Yuanying monk here can do it, but naturally it is most suitable for Liao Yuan to take action in person. The father and son both practiced the same kind of exercises, and only Liao Yuan knew the subtleties best.

Xiao Fan flipped his wrist, and three glittering willow leaf knives emerged. Take out one of them, slowly pierce it into the Zhongfu acupoint in Liao Cheng's right arm, and go three inches deep.

This willow leaf knife was specially created by Xiao Fan after he became the chief of Baixiong Tang with silver steel sand mixed with several other rare materials, and the effect of the previous willow leaf flying knife is the same. It is not only a hidden weapon, but also can be used as a silver needle. The three lancet knives were all hollow, and the medicine was stored in the blades. This needle is inserted, and the medicine goes deep into the Zhongfu acupoint. With Liao Cheng Sangong, the medicinal power gradually soaked into the hand Taiyin Lung Sutra.

The second willow leaf flying knife was pierced in the right hand ruler Ze acupoint. The third needle is pierced in the Taiyuan acupoint.

Liao Cheng snorted lightly and woke up slowly.

Xiao Fan did not hesitate, and with another flip of his wrist, three willow leaf knives appeared, piercing into the Hegu acupoint, Sanli acupoint and Tianding acupoint of Liao Cheng's right arm respectively.

These are the three key points of the Hand Yang Ming Large Intestine Meridian.

Xiao Fan then turned to the left, and six silver needles pierced into the same six acupuncture points.

The Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian and the Hand Yang Ming Large Intestine Meridian are both one of the twelve canons, and they are each other's inside and outside.

The hand Taiyin Lung Meridian and the Hand Yang Ming Large Intestine Meridian are golden, and they are just entangled with the fire attribute alien spirit root in Liao Cheng's body.

Five elements of shengke, fire and gold!

These two meridians were the most seriously injured, and they were also the root of Liao Cheng's disease. In order to cure Liao Cheng's illness and completely cut off the root of his disease, it is necessary to start from these two meridians. Liao Cheng's situation is special, after the dispersal of the exercises, to do the best to treat, Xiao Fan took acupuncture therapy, the medicinal power through the guò acupuncture points, straight to the depths of the meridians.

This is the quickest way to take the pill.

However, time is pressing, medication is overbearing, to eliminate side effects, follow-up medication must be slowly used, slowly pranayama, in order to finally cure, completely cured.

As soon as the twelve silver needles pierced into it, Liao Cheng only felt that the meridians all over his body were boiling, and the true yuan in the dantian was tumbling, as if it was about to explode, and for a while, his teeth rattled, he looked at Liao Yuan, and said in a trembling voice: "Dad, it's really going to start......"

The previous scattered gong was only to release the mana accumulated between his meridians, which was not a real scattered gong, just like fighting with others, as long as the true yuan in the dantian was endless, after a while, the mana between the meridians would soon be regenerated again, and it would be endless.

Only by dispersing the natal true element of the dantian qi sea and completely emptying the body is the real dispersal power.

"Mr. Xiao ......"

Liao Yuan hurriedly looked at Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan's face was calm and he bowed slightly.

Liao Yuan immediately came out with both hands, held his son's hands tightly, and the four palms were facing each other, and the Lao Gong acupoint was very close to the Lao Gong acupoint.

Xiao Fan stretched out his right index finger and lightly tapped it on Liao Cheng's dantian.

Liao Cheng was shocked, only to feel that the dantian couldn't stop colliding, and Zhenyuan, who just wanted to escape by the way, finally found a cathartic outlet, and rushed straight out along the meridians, as if he was guided by some kind of guidance, and they all rushed towards the Lao Gong acupoint in the palm of his palm.

Liao Yuan immediately took a deep breath and shrank his strength.

In an instant, the blazing fire spiritual power rushed straight in from the two hands of the Lao Gong Acupoint. Liao Yuan carefully guided these two strands of fire spiritual power to slowly swell towards the middle acupoint in his chest, that is, the middle dantian, and slowly deposited them there. This fire spiritual power and the fire spiritual power he cultivated, the same kind and the same origin, as soon as it was deposited in the middle dantian, there was a great force, wanting to induce this fire spiritual power to go out of the middle dantian, disperse into the meridians, and merge with its own true yuan.

Liao Yuan was not panicked, Xiao Fan had already instructed the corresponding skills, and immediately used his mental method to isolate his fire and spiritual power, and never let them mix together.

About two hours passed, and Liaoyuan's forehead began to sweat.

His middle dantian has gradually been filled with true yuan, but there is still a steady stream of fire spiritual power in the acupoints of the palace in his hands. Seeing that if it continues like this, it will never be separated, and the two fire and spiritual powers will be mixed together.

"Liao Daoyou, don't force it if you can't hold on."

Xiao Fan's cold voice rang in his ears.

"Good ......"

Liao Yuan nodded emphatically.

Immediately, the fat monk strode forward and replaced Liaoyuan.

The fat monk looked extremely powerful, but his cultivation was the lowest among all the people present, but in an hour and a half, he filled the middle dantian with true yuan and gave it to the middle-aged Confucian student. The middle-aged Confucian lasted for two hours, which was about the same as Liaoyuan. But Liaoyuan's cultivation is also a "Red Flame Technique", which has a certain advantage. It can be seen that the cultivation of middle-aged Confucian scholars is even higher than that of the vast distance.

Then Mr. Bing personally stepped out.

Four or five hours passed, and Mr. Bing gave it to Yuwen Zhou.

Yuwen Zhou is worthy of being a great monk in the late Yuan Infant period, and this time finally showed his profound skills, and this takeover was a full eight hours.

Looking at Liao Cheng at this time, the withered red color on his face has long disappeared, turning blue-gray, his convex eyes are also restored, his lips are pale and bloodless, his body is shaking like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, and the breath on his body has also fallen all the way from the middle stage of Jindan to the early stage of foundation building, and it is extremely unstable, and it may fall below the foundation building period at any time and fall to the Qi training period.

Xiao Fan was the last to come out and took Liao Cheng's hands from Yuwen Zhou.

The five Yuanying Cultivators all sat down cross-legged, slowly controlling the alien fire spiritual power in their bodies, and couldn't help but guide a wisp of it, carefully cleaning up the impurities contained in it. Of course, this is not a necessary process, but since it is entrusted, this good person has to do it to the end.

It must be known that Liaoyuan's remuneration afterwards is also extremely heavy, and he must always be worthy of the heavy thanks.

Another four hours passed.

Xiao Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I saw that Liao Cheng had passed out in a coma, and the aura on his body had become extremely weak, basically no different from ordinary mortals, and less than half of the spiritual power fluctuations could be detected on him.

Liao Yuan and the others couldn't help but look at each other in shock.

Four hours!

In other words, Xiao Fan's true realm is extremely close to Mr. Bing. And Mr. Bing's cultivation has reached the peak state of the middle of the Yuan Infant. Although this is only an indirect comparison, and there must be many fallacies, and it cannot be fully believed, Xiao Fan's cultivation is far above that of several of their early Yuan Infant cultivators, and there is no doubt about it.

This is still just advancing to the Yuan Infant Stage, and after a while, when he has completely stabilized the Yuan Infant Realm, he still doesn't know what kind of Cheng Dù his strength will skyrocket.

It's just that at this time, everyone has no time to think about it, saving people is important.

Liao Cheng completely dispersed his skills, Xiao Fan pinched the trick with his left hand, rotated the five fingers of his right hand, and the invisible energy came out horizontally, sealing dozens of big points on Liao Cheng's body in an instant. Liao Cheng was quietly suspended above the center of the Lihuo Liangyi Array, his eyes closed tightly, and his breathing was steady, as if he had fallen asleep.

Xiao Fan's arm shook, and an extremely delicate brocade box appeared, raised his hand to open the lid of the box, and everyone only smelled a strong medicinal fragrance, which fluttered in the secret room in a moment. I saw that in the brocade box, there were eight rows of willow leaf knives neatly placed, twelve in each row, plus twelve lancets tied to Liao Cheng's body, no more, no less, exactly one hundred and eight silver needles. Each silver needle is hollow and contains a different medicine.

Xiao Fan's robe sleeves flicked, and the ninety-six willow leaf knives in the brocade box flew up together, lined up in mid-air, with dazzling silver light.

"Hurry!"

Xiao Fan let out a low shout, and the sleeves of his robe were raised again, only to see the white light flashing in the air, and ninety-six silver needles flew out, accurately piercing into the acupuncture points in various parts of Liao Cheng's body. (To be continued......)