Zhu Yan saw Senior Brother Zhang Liang limping towards him, and hurriedly stepped forward, his eyes couldn't help but fall on Senior Brother's feet. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In fact, when it comes to martial arts cultivation, the senior brother is only stronger than the second senior brother and the third senior brother, and his second pulse has been fully opened, while the other two senior brothers are just through the Ren pulse. It's just that now Senior Brother's foot disease will affect his actions, and from a competitive point of view, he may not be the opponent of the two junior brothers.

Seeing Zhu Yan set his eyes on his feet, Zhang Liang smiled and said, "My father helped me treat my natural foot disease, and I also invited a famous doctor to treat it, but it didn't work. Now, I'm used to it. ”

Zhang Liang's words were very calm, but they seemed to be smashed hard in Zhang Zhongyi's heart, his son's foot disease was a thorn in his heart!

Since he was a child, Chinese medicine Zhang has tried countless methods, invited countless famous doctors, used countless medicinal materials, and even used his own vitality to massage him, but it was ineffective. He also once took him to Wudang Mountain, and asked the Taoist elders who were very high in the inner family to see it, but they said that they were born with a desperate pulse, and the medicine was difficult to treat.

Hearing Zhang Liang say this, Zhu Yan was just silent, and after a while, he raised his head and said, "If Senior Brother trusts me, maybe I can try this disease!" ”

As soon as these words came out, not only Zhang Liang was taken aback, but everyone present couldn't believe their ears.

Chen Lan and Jingjing are suspicious, they have been taught Zhu Yan's demonic ability for a long time, and their immunity is much better. Although Zhang Zhongyi knew some about Zhu Yan's medical skills, he couldn't believe that he wanted to treat this disease. Zhao Wuxian and Fang Dawei didn't believe it directly, and they had to slander this little junior brother for bragging and carefully blowing the skin.

"Zhu Yan, you said that you can cure Zhang Liang's disease?" Zhang Zhongyi's heart was surging, and even his voice trembled a little.

"It's hard to say now, his right foot is a congenital vein, I'll just give it a try!" Zhu Yan said modestly, in fact, he was more than nine points sure that he could be cured.

"You also know that he is born with a pulse?" Zhang Zhongyi was taken aback, "The Void True Daoist of Wudang also said the same thing back then, and he also said that if the Shaolin School's "Washing the Pulp Sutra" is still there, it should be able to find a way to connect the pulse, but now it is difficult to treat." You...... Is there a way? ”

Seeing that Zhu Yan saw through the root of Zhang Liang's illness at a glance, Zhang Zhonghua's evaluation of Zhu Yan's medical skills was improved by several grades in an instant. But despite this, he still couldn't believe that this Peerless Zhu Yan could still be truly cured.

Zhu Yan didn't say much, but just asked Zhang Zhongyi if there was a particularly quiet place near this place that was suitable for meditation and practice?

TCM Zhang thought about it for a while, and suddenly remembered a place where the vegetation was lush and inaccessible, which was most suitable for meditation practice, and he himself used to go there to meditate and vomit.

"Yes, I'll take you!" Chinese medicine Zhang did not hesitate, and led the way directly in front, and everyone followed.

Out of the yard, go east is the Tiger Fighting Mountain. Walking up the mountain trail again, it didn't take long to come to a gazebo. The gazebo has the words "Yongmei Pavilion" written on it, and there are some stone tables and stone chairs in it, which were built by Zhang Zhongyi a few years ago.

Look at the surrounding lush, ancient trees stand up, plum blossoms are fragrant, and there is a clear spring flowing out from between the stones, gently smashing down on the gravel in front of the pavilion, splashing countless splashes.

Zhu Yan condensed for a moment, and suddenly felt that countless wisps of heaven and earth vitality were coming, this is really a good place to practice meditation!

"What do you think of here?" Seeing Zhu Yan's leisurely look, Chinese medicine Zhang asked with a smile.

"Wonderful, what a sight! Let's go right here, but this matter is very important, and I would like to ask the two senior brothers to protect the Dharma for us, and we must not let outsiders interfere. Zhu Yan nodded with satisfaction and said to the two senior brothers.

So, Zhao Wuxian and Fang Dawei went to the neighborhood to inspect respectively, while Zhang Zhongyi, Chen Lan and Jingjing waited outside the pavilion.

Zhu Yan asked Zhang Liang to sit down on the stone chair in the gazebo, with his right foot on another stone chair. Then, close your eyes and meditate, guiding your vitality along the foot Taiyin and spleen meridians to go straight to the three yin acupuncture points.

And he himself first meditated, and then played Tai Chi until the "Tai Chi diagram" appeared at the Nabhi Chakra. As soon as the two Yuan Qi vortices appeared, they continuously transformed the energy crystals stored in the dantian into strands of spiritual energy, and at the same time, they frantically absorbed the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi outside the body.

At this time, Zhu Yan stopped practicing and stood quietly next to Zhang Liang, with his palm pressed against the hidden white point of his big toe.

Then he carefully used his mind to guide the aura in his body, pouring out towards the Lao Gong acupoint in the palm of his hand, and rushing into the hidden white acupoint of Zhang Liang's toes.

At this moment, the soles of Zhang Liang's feet seemed to have broken out into a big battle, and the aura of the two could not be fused, so they began to fight for the position. The aura under Zhang Liang's feet could not compare to Zhu Yan's abundance, and he soon collapsed.

After Zhu Yan's aura entered the soles of Zhang Liang's feet, under the control of Zhu Yan's thoughts, he followed the original route of the Taiyin and Spleen Sutras, all the way to attack the city and plunder the ground, and went straight to the three yin points on his ankles.

And Zhang Liang only felt that the soles of his feet were sore and numb, as if there were countless ants biting, and as if he had been hit by electricity, until he completely lost the sensation of this foot.

Zhu Yan's aura finally broke through the Three Yin Jiao points on Zhang Liang's feet, and he did not wave his master, but began to retreat in an organized manner. As soon as he retreated, Zhang Liang's aura gathered in the Sanyin Jiao acupoint frantically counterattacked, until the toe hidden white acupoint.

So, Zhu Yan organized another attack, and the powerful aura cut through the thorns and thorns, and forced Zhang Liang's aura back to the Sanyin acupoint. Then, it was a retreat, a counter-attack, another retreat, and another counter-attack......

I don't know how many attacks and retreats were organized, and the spiritual qi flow below Zhang Liang's Three Yin Intersection Points gradually increased. It's like having a hard rock in a mountain stream, as long as you rub and scratch it repeatedly, you will eventually carve a deep cut on it, and then widen and enlarge the nick to guide the stream over.

When Zhang Liang finally regained the sovereignty of the soles of his feet again, the spiritual qi on his right foot was no longer much different from other places. This means that the veins under his feet have already been formed, and as long as he uses his mind to guide the aura to impact a few times every day for the next few months, then this meridian will be consolidated.

After more than half an hour, when Zhang Liang felt that there was nothing abnormal in his feet, he stood up and tried to walk a few steps. This walk surprised him and Chinese medicine Zhang, because the problems on his feet were all cured, and the meridians no longer felt stagnant.

Facing the grateful gazes of Zhang Liang and Zhang Zhongyi, Zhu Yan seemed to feel a trace of aura penetrating his body.

And the centuries-old sick plum tree outside the pavilion is blooming with the beauty of life while swaying slightly in the spring breeze, and it seems to be envious of Zhang Liang's good luck!