Lantai pavilions, small bridges and flowing water.

The wood is sandalwood, connected one by one, paved into rows of sandalwood paths that wind away, and from a distance, it looks like a long dragon composed of sandalwood.

Soon, Jiang Yingrong led the two to a woman's boudoir, purple smoke rose, light and elegant, the fragrance was refreshing, and it had the effect of dissolving stasis and invigorating blood.

Jiang Yingrong put her index finger on her red lips, made a silent movement, lowered her voice, and said, "Elder Zhihai is preparing to apply silver needles to Xiaoman, don't make a sound, he doesn't like to be disturbed." Moreover, this is also good for Xiaoman's injury. ”

Ou Yangming and He Jian immediately understood, showed an expression that I understood, and looked over.

I saw Xiao Man lying flat on the bed, naked, with no blood on his face, and faintly blackened. The eyebrows were tightly frowned together, the breath seemed to be nothing, the eyes opened, and there was no previous agility, only sluggishness and dazedness.

Jiang Zhihai also happened to look over at this time, and the three eyes met in the air, but no one spoke.

After a while, Jiang Zhihai retracted his gaze, guarded the spiritual platform, put the medicine furnace and the package away, raised his hand to open the package, and took out a silver-white box. Lift your fingers upward, put your thumb and middle finger together, make a flower-shaped, take out a silver needle, and transport the spiritual power to it. The silver needle immediately jumped, emitting a faint fluorescence, and the fingers rubbed it twice, gently pressing down, and the silver needle was like a streamer, accurately falling on Xiaoman's Tianling acupoint.

But Xiaoman didn't feel the slightest, and even his expression didn't change.

Ou Yangming found that Jiang Zhihai applied the needle extremely quickly, no, this is by no means something that can be explained quickly, but skillful, a kind of proficiency that has reached an astonishing level.

But even so, his eyebrows still frowned slightly, and he felt that this method was a little inappropriate.

Jiang Zhihai was so immersed in the needle that he didn't notice Ou Yangming's expression at all. On the contrary, Jiang Yingrong was meticulous and captured this subtle movement. He secretly said in his heart, Elder Zhihai was already the most proficient in pharmacology and acupuncture in the Jiang family, why did Brother Yu still feel dissatisfied? Could it be that he was ...... Thinking about it like this, she only felt that the sky covered by dark clouds had been torn open again, and she saw hope again.

It was at this time that the second silver needle had been picked up by Jiang Zhihai, and the spiritual power was transported along the meridians to the fingertips, and the fingers shook slightly.

The silver needle was like having eyes, and it fell into Xiaoman's Quchi acupoint with precision and accuracy.

Then there is the third and fourth roots, which fall on the Tianhui Cave and the Baiya Cave respectively.

After half an hour, Jiang Zhihai applied a total of dozens of silver needles.

put away the medicine stove and package, raised his hand to wipe the sweat stains on his forehead, arched his hand slightly, and suppressed his voice to the lowest: "Miss, the old decay has done his best, the venom in Xiaoman's body has invaded the internal organs, penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and even fused together with the power of the bloodline, to this point, it is already difficult for the gods to save." His voice was small, with a deep sense of regret.

"Elder Zhihai, is there really no way?" Jiang Yingrong's voice was bitter.

"Yes, this poison is too domineering, it is constantly changing, and it will cooperate with each other. The old decay has been dealing with poison all his life, and this poison is also the first time he has seen it, and the elixir is scarce in the ruins, even if he wants to refine the elixir, there are no medicinal materials. He looked at Jiang Yingrong with a helpless expression, and at the same time, he kept looking at He Jian and Ou Yangming with his spare eyes, guessing the identities of the two.

"I'll give it a try!" Ou Yangming heard this, stepped forward, and walked directly to the bed without waiting for everyone to answer.

Jiang Zhihai obviously showed a suspicious look on his face, but he didn't speak, and looked at Jiang Yingrong quietly.

Jiang Yingrong pondered for a while, and said softly: "I believe Brother Yu ......" She seemed to be cheering herself up, and then continued: "The pill that Brother Yu refined in the ancient city before caused a sensation, and all forces rushed to buy it. Erysipelas are connected, this is the truth left by the ancestors, and it will not be wrong to think about it. ”

Hearing this, the suspicious look on Jiang Zhihai's face was a little less, since he could refine the pill, he must have attainments in detoxification.

Ou Yangming looked at Xiao Man, his face showed a touch of distress, his heart moved, and he stepped into the realm of sympathy between heaven and man, and a mysterious aura spread out.

It seems that at this moment, he has become the only master in this space, he can speak the law and follow the law, and his words and deeds are secretly in line with the way of heaven, which is the subtlety of the sympathy between heaven and man.

The golden spiritual power gushed out, probed into Xiao Man's body, and checked Xiao Man's injuries.

Suddenly, a shocking wound appeared in his spiritual world. Ou Yangming knew in his heart that this was the scar left by the forcibly extracted power of the bloodline. Although it has healed, it still leaves traces. And around this wound, a pale black light kept flickering, Ou Yangming observed for a moment, and the majestic spiritual power pressed away.

But as soon as it approached, this trace of black light completely melted into Xiao Man's flesh and bones. It's hard to get rid of it. The only way to do this is to scrape all the flesh and blood off Xiaoman's body, and then break the bones. If it's just like that, what's even more terrifying is that this kind of black mang keeps devouring the spiritual power in the flesh and blood of the little man, strengthening itself, and then deriving changes, turning into ten, ten and hundred, endlessly. It is also Xiaoman's deep obsession in his heart, otherwise, he would have withered like a flower a long time ago.

And another pale silver energy separated every bone in Xiao Man's body, delaying the spread of the toxin.

Ou Yangming knew that this silver energy should be left over from Jiang Zhihai's silver needle.

Taking a heavy breath of cool air, the dantian was glowing, the white robe was windless, and the majestic spiritual power flowed in the tendons and veins, pouring into Xiao Mandi's body along the palm, protecting all his internal organs and tendons. But after only a moment, Ou Yangming was surprised to find that his spiritual power was slowly eaten away by this black mang, and more black mangs were derived.

He was silent for a long time, the cruel color in his eyes flashed, and he sneered in his heart: "Devouring? It depends on whether you have this ability!"

The thought sank slightly, mobilized the power of devouring, and pointed at Xiaoman's eyebrows. This power that seemed to be able to devour all things in time immediately flowed in Xiao Man's meridians with Ou Yangming's thoughts, and in an instant, the black light in Xiao Man's body was like encountering a natural enemy, constantly shrinking its range of activity, entrenched in flesh and blood.

But this devouring power is extremely domineering, tearing out this black mang with a strong posture and devouring it directly.

But there are too many black mangs, and they are fused with flesh and blood, Ou Yangming can only retreat to the second, and protect Xiaoman's heart with devouring power, slowly trying to figure it out.

And as the devouring power continued to flow, the toxins in Xiaoman's body stopped spreading and developed for the better.

Half an hour later, Ou Yangming breathed a long sigh of relief, his eyes opened, he turned around, and chuckled: "The toxins in Xiaoman's body have been temporarily controlled, and when this toxin is lighter, I will refine a pill, and in less than a month, he will be able to be fierce." ”

"This, Brother Yu...... Are you telling the truth?" Jiang Yingrong was stunned at first, and then showed a look of surprise.

After seeing Ou Yangming, the self-blame in her heart was even worse, and there was an invisible voice in her head, scolding herself all the time. Now when I heard this answer, the thousand pounds of boulder in my heart suddenly lightened.

"Of course it's true!" Ou Yangming nodded heavily.

He Jian's body trembled, but his face did not change much.

Jiang Zhihai took a step and walked out, his face was extremely complicated, and he said softly: "Can you let the old man check it?" He refused to believe it, he was helpless, and he was controlled in just half an hour, and most importantly, Ou Yangming's age was too young to be convincing.

"Please!" Ou Yangming's expression was flat, and he raised his hand.

Jiang Zhihai paced to the side of the bed, his center of gravity sank, his mind was the same, and with a slight touch of his fingers, the spiritual power entered Xiaoman's body along the fingers and circulated in the meridians.

Suddenly, every subtle change in Xiao Man's body immediately appeared in his perception, and the originally rampant black mang was like encountering the most fearful thing, all of them curled up, even so, they were still ruthlessly devoured by that mysterious force, less and less.

This power was terrifying in his perception. It's not the quantity, it's the difference in nature.

If you really want to describe it in words, this is a higher level of power.

Of course, Jiang Zhihai's cultivation was not at the middle level of the spirit, so naturally he didn't know what the difference was, he only felt palpitations, as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake in the dark.

When his eyes opened, he took a breath of cool air, forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, and clenched his fists and said: "Master Yu's attainments in detoxification are inferior to old decay. "Before, he heard Jiang Yingrong call Ouyang Mingyu brother, so he must not be wrong to call Master Yu.

"Elder Zhihai has won the award. Ou Yangming returned the salute with a smile.

The sadness in the corners of Jiang Yingrong's eyes finally relaxed, and she chuckled: "Brother Yu, since Xiaoman's injury has been controlled, then you can rest first and take a hot bath." As she spoke, she moved her gaze to He Jian again, pretending to be resentful: "Did you say yes, Elder He?"

He Jian smiled bitterly, he naturally knew what this "Elder He" represented.

At this moment, Jiang Chengcheng quietly poked his head in from outside the door, bent his eyes, and said with a smile: "I'll take Uncle Yu to rest first!" Obviously, she had been hiding outside the door for a long time, and as soon as her voice fell, she came to Ou Yangming's side with small steps, gently grabbed the corner of his sleeve, and asked him to leave quickly.

Jiang Yingrong showed pity on her face, but she was reluctant to say even a heavy word. Besides, in her heart, Allure was close to Ou Yangming, which was something she couldn't ask for. After all, Ou Yangming's various strange abilities, she saw it in her eyes and remembered it in her heart. If you can learn a little bit, won't Allure be of infinite use in this life?