The couch in the army is simple.

The old man's face was old, and he looked even more pale at this time.

For the sake of his son, for the sake of his granddaughter, and for the sake of the Sword God Marquis's Mansion, he really endured too much.

Mu Dingfeng's figure is mighty and tall, and in the eyes of the world, he is a high-ranking marquis of a mansion, a strong man in the divine realm, like a mountain, he can shelter the whole family from the wind and rain!

But when he fell, he found out that he was actually an old man over seventy years old.

Old, frail, unable to withstand any more storms.

The soul stone shook, Mu Jiuge's eyes closed lightly, and the old man was covered in spiritual roots, as if in front of him, the inextricable flow trajectory of spiritual power was also clearly perceived.

She opened her eyes, her fingers slid over the needle belt, and without looking, she accurately pulled out a short needle and pierced it into the veins in Mu Dingfeng's wrist.

After a few seconds, the purple light vanished out of thin air.

"This, this is ......"

Several generals were confused.

What kind of stitching, so magical, it disappears directly after entering the flesh and blood!

They had never seen it and had never heard of it.

Pharmacist Li's eyes were shocked, and he explained to a few people around him in a low voice: "The purple needle in the county lord's hand is extraordinary, if I am not mistaken, it should be made of the best treasure material, the core of the violet silver bamboo." ”

Pharmacist Li has decades of experience as a pharmacist, and he still has this eyesight.

"Violet silver bamboo is scarce, and the core stamen is the only female bamboo, which is pregnant with an inch in a hundred years, which is extremely precious, it has the power to perceive the spiritual root, the wood attributes, and has the characteristics of grass and trees that can grow, and can replace the spiritual root to a certain extent."

Zhang Hu and Peng Qi were still staring at Pharmacist Li, waiting for the follow-up.

A few tall soldiers looked like they were waiting to be fed.

Pharmacist Li shook his hands and sighed, "Still don't understand?" ”

Several people shook their heads vigorously.

Xiucai met a soldier, just like playing the piano to the head, Li Yaoshi had no choice, so he could only metaphorically say, "To put it simply, the spiritual root is like countless threads, intertwined throughout the spiritual master's body, suddenly, one of these is broken, do you want to take it when it is broken?" ”

Several people nodded "uh-huh".

Pick up!

Of course I want to pick it up!

Pharmacist Li said: "The effect of ordinary silver needles can only block, stimulate acupuncture points, and activate the spiritual root. ”

"But this purple needle in the county lord's hand will merge into the flesh and blood, and according to its characteristics of being close to the spiritual root, the broken spiritual root will be fused back together, wonderful, really wonderful."

He said with another change in his tone, "It is that the needle caster needs to have an extremely accurate judgment of the fracture position of the spiritual root, as well as a very keen and powerful perception, all of which are indispensable, just like a broken knife welding." ”

"Oh......" has a long voice.

Several generals nodded slowly, understood.

"You just said that it was welded like a knife and a broken spear, don't we understand?" Wang Hu said.

You have to go around and say a lot of things that no one understands!

Pharmacist Li looked at the fire-clothed girl and sighed in his heart.

Such a bizarre and miraculous method requires a brilliant mind to think of!

At a young age, the county lord has this kind of creation, and in the future, whether he cultivates the Medicine Dao or the Dan Dao, the future is immeasurable.

He only wanted to know now that the daughter of His Excellency the Sword God was an idiot, so which idiot came out of it?

The most important thing is that her current perception of spiritual power and the judgment of the injured are afraid that even some divine medicine masters are ashamed of themselves!

He couldn't do it anyway!

When the purple needle was given to him, he could only stare dryly.

"That's not right!" Wang Hu was shocked.

He glared at the girl's slender and straight back, and pointed, "This, this, this, ......"