Chapter 134: Soul Channeling Begins

After they were full of wine and food, everyone hastily cleaned up. Since the food is delivered in a packaged form, there is no need to wash the dishes, just put them in a garbage bag and wipe the table slightly.

After eating, Yan Buliu first re-injected Zhang Yi with gold needles, and then went to teach two doctors. As for the others, they all went their own way.

Time flies, and soon it is evening......

After Mr. Liu called for food again, Yan Buliu asked the two doctors to go back with the person who delivered the food.

In this regard, the two doctors were neither surprised nor asked anything, and they vaguely knew what happened to Zhang Yi in the past two days.

In this regard, the two doctors just bowed deeply to Yan Buliu and thanked Yan Buliu for his careful teaching in the past two days.

Regarding the actions of these two people, Yan Bu shook his hand and didn't care about these things at all.

The two doctors didn't care about Yan Buliu's appearance at all, they had long been accustomed to Yan Buliu's character in the past two days, although this person was not in shape, but he had a doctor's heart.

In the past two days, they have learned a lot from Yan Buliu, and the two of them plan to share what they have learned in the past two days with their colleagues after they go back, so that more patients can recover as soon as possible.

After the two doctors left, everyone sat down together and finished eating.

Yan Buliu said lightly: "Tonight, you can insert incense for Zhang Yi, and you can't stop it all night."

"Okay, I got it!" Zifeng Taoist priest answered.

Yan Buliu nodded when he heard this and said, "Then I'll go and prepare what I'm going to use tomorrow, and I'll start guiding souls at seven o'clock tomorrow morning!" After saying that, he left and walked directly to his room.

The night was over, and soon the night passed, and the sun rose again in the east, and a new day began.

Yan Buliu looked at Zhang Yi, who was surrounded by the smoke of the soothing incense, and said, "Carry him to the operating room!"

When Daoist Zifeng and his party heard this, they pushed a hospital bed and sent Zhang Yi to the operating room.

When they arrived at the operating room, everyone carried Zhang Yi onto the operating table, and after Yan Buliu put down the box in his hand, he said lightly: "You guys go out, I'll be enough for one person."

When everyone heard this, they left the operating room piecemeal, and soon only Yan Buliu and Zhang Yi were left in the operating room.

Yan Buliu first took off the gold needles on Zhang Yi's head, then opened the box and put the gold needles back, and then pinched a gold needle from the box.

When this gold needle was pinched up by Yan Buliu, the gold needles behind it also rose one by one, only to see that the gold needle in Yan Buliu's hand was wearing a gold thread thinner than a hair, if it weren't for the slight reflection of the gold thread, it is estimated that there is no such thread.

There are a lot of gold needles on this gold thread, and there are about thirty or forty gold needles.

Yan Buliu pinched the first golden needle, closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, then suddenly opened his eyes. With a wave of one hand in the air, thirty or forty golden needles strung together by gold threads cut a golden arc in the air.

When the golden needle was still in the air, Yan Buliu pinched the golden needle in his hand and pierced Zhang Yi's Baihui acupoint, then let go of this golden needle, grabbed the second golden needle on the gold line and pierced it to the Sishencong acupoint on the left side of the Baihui acupoint, and after releasing it, he grabbed the third golden needle in the air and pierced it to the Sishencong acupoint behind the Baihui acupoint.

When it came to the ninth needle, Yan Buliu inserted his other hand directly into the back of Zhang Yi's neck, lifted his head into the air, let it form a semi-lying posture, and then pinched the golden needle to the back top acupoint, and then pricked a needle every half an inch, all the way down through the Tongtian acupoint, Qiangjian acupoint, Wang Pillow acupoint, Naohu acupoint, Fengfu acupoint, until the dumb door acupoint, and then after piercing a needle in each of the Fengchi acupoints on both sides, Yan Buliu turned around and took the golden needle to pierce the Shangxing acupoint and Shenting acupoint on Zhang Yimian's door.

In this way, Yan Buliu's face was solemn, his hands flew to form an afterimage, and he quickly pierced the golden needle, just a few seconds when the golden needle had not even fallen, most of the thirty or forty golden needles were pierced on the acupuncture points on the top of Zhang Yi's head, and finally Yan Buliu took a golden needle and pierced Zhang Yi's Yintang acupoint, and slowly exhaled a breath, so far only seven golden needles have not been pierced in the air.

After Yan Buliu took a few deep breaths, he slowly adjusted his breathing until his breathing stabilized.

Yan Buliu pinched the golden needle on Zhang Yi's Yintang acupoint, slowly closed his eyes, and his fingers moved slightly, and with the movement of the golden needle on the Yintang acupoint, the rest of the golden needles on Zhang Yi's head also moved.

Soon, Yan Buliu's face became more and more pale, and drops of sweat began to appear, as if he was doing something extremely exhausting.

Suddenly, Yan Buliu opened his eyes and said to himself: "I found it, this is ...... Pivotal. ”

After speaking, Yan Buliu waved his hand and danced the remaining seven golden needles, one by one from the Yin Hall, and the last one was pierced in the Nabhi Chakra where the central spirit was located.

After the seven golden needles were pierced, Yan Buliu pinched the golden needle of the Yintang acupoint and slammed it, only to see that the needle of this golden needle slowly emitted a little white light, and this white light did not stay long on the needle before it began to move little by little along the golden needle on the golden needle.

Yan Bu stared at this white light with both eyes, for fear that it would disappear.

I saw this bit of white light, slowly crawling on the gold thread, and I paused every time I passed the golden needle.

"Go, go, this isn't the place for you! Please! Yan Buliu shouted in his heart.

This bit of white light climbed at a slow speed for more than ten minutes, and finally climbed to the seventh needle gold, flashed slightly on the needle, and then moved down along the gold needle, and finally disappeared with a "pop".

Seeing this, Yan Buliu quickly pulled out seven golden needles, and then gasped for breath and wiped the sweat on his face.

"Successful one, and six more!"

After Yan Buliu took his breath, he closed his eyes and continued to move Zhang Yiyintang's golden needle.

"It's spirit! Vishuddhi! ”

Yan Buliu opened his eyes suddenly, quickly lifted the seven golden needles, and pierced them from the Yintang acupoint to the throat chakra one by one, opening a way for his spirit.

Like the earliest central spirit, the spirit crawled slowly for more than ten minutes, and finally flashed on the seventh golden needle without danger, and then slowly flowed to the throat chakra along the seventh golden needle.

"Ah~~~ There are five more! It's such a husky, it's so tiring! Yan Buliu spit out a breath of turbidity and said hatefully.

In this way, Yan Buliu took advantage of the victory to pursue and continued to lead.

By the time of the fourth spirit, Yan Buliu's face was already like a blank piece of paper.

By the sixth moment, Yan Buliu's eyes were already red, and the sweat on his face was dripping like rain.

At the last moment, Yan Buliu had already bitten his lip and forced himself to wake up by the pain.

In this way, Yan Buliu worked for more than two hours, and finally had no danger, leading all the seven spirits out of his own place.

"His uncle, the seven spirits are finally done, and there are three souls! Zhang Yi, Zhang Yi, if you dare to hang it, the signboard that I don't keep will be smashed in your hands. Yan Buliu leaned back on the chair in the operating room and gasped.