"Ladies and gentlemen, we are going to have the third and final stage of the competition. The voice of the young steward reached everyone's ears.

"This time the spiritual competition is to treat the injured, that is, to solve the problems of the spiritual veins for the people being treated, or to repair the damaged spiritual veins. The tournament is also limited, everyone will be assigned the same number of wounded, and whoever is the first to complete the treatment will win, and the ranking will be in the order in which you finished. And it must be ensured that the injured are truly healed, and even if one person fails to be treated, he will be eliminated.

This time, the contestants were not only the previous fourteen passers, but also the twenty-six famous saints present, and the respected seniors, a total of forty spiritualists participated in the competition. We will select the best ten spirits and the best three spirits out of these forty spirits.

We have 200 wounded for you, and each of them can get five wounded. They are all soldiers of our Great Zhou Dynasty, and they are all iron-blooded soldiers who fought bloodily on the battlefield to protect their homes and defend the country. They have paid too much for the peaceful life of our Great Zhou, and they have suffered countless traumas. Although their cultivation is not necessarily profound, they deserve the respect of our people of the Great Zhou. So I hope you can do your best to heal their wounds, so that they can return to the battlefield and kill the enemy with blood!"

The words of the housekeeper said that many people present were enthusiastic, those spiritualists from ordinary backgrounds had begun to gear up and be eager to try, and those famous masters on the stage also stood up, brushing their gray beards, ready to show their skills.

Steward Nian waved his hand to the side, and immediately a large group of soldiers carrying forty low beds were neatly placed in the center of the front gate compound, and there were five soldiers lined up in front of each bed, adding up to exactly two hundred. Most of these servicemen are able-bodied and in good shape, and only a few are disabled. However, although these people were in good health, they were people whose spiritual veins had been injured by everyone, and as long as a keen cultivator could observe the abnormalities and incongruities in the spiritual power of these people. Perhaps because they were able to receive treatment from a psychic today, most of the people had a look of excitement and anticipation on their faces.

"Get ready, the competition is about to begin. Steward Nian took a stand and placed it on the table, on which hung a small bronze bell.

Forty psychics who had qualified for the third tournament came down one after another to find their satisfactory positions.

Gongsun Yuanjia and Shangguan Lengyun got off the field and found a position closer to the seat. Guan Jianyuan saw that the two people also found a position close to the two people. Qiu Yangde, who was sitting on Ling Zhanye's left hand, stroked his long beard and walked off the stage, finding a place to the front, but his eyes looked at Gongsun Yuanjia, Shangguan Lengyun and Li Xuanji from time to time.

Li Xuanji walked to a low bed at random, and before he could choose, someone spoke to stop him.

"Hey, hairy boy. You haven't even grown any hair, I don't dare let you treat me. You'd better choose someone else!"

The one who spoke was a big man with a beard, and at a glance he knew that he was a fierce general on the battlefield, with arms thicker than Li Xuanji's thighs, stubble on his face, and a scar on the back of his hand. He stood at the head of the five soldiers, and his figure alone almost blocked Li Xuanji's sight.

"Is there anyone in this seat?" A voice next to him interjected, and with the voice, it was an old man with a sparse white beard and a red face, walking to the low bed with his hands behind his back.

"No, no, no one yet, Master, please take a seat. We have been waiting for a long time, and we have finally come to a master like you. It's an eye-opener. As soon as the big man saw that it was an old man with crane hair and a childish face, his attitude immediately changed, and he invited the old man to sit down on a low bed. turned around and saw Li Xuanji's two eyes staring at him, and his face suddenly turned red.

"What are you going to see, boy, what are you supposed to do!"

Dahan waved his hand and ignored Li Xuanji. The old man sitting on the low bed didn't seem to hear anything, and was moving his palms and joints. However, the upturned smug corners of his mouth couldn't escape Li Xuanji's eyes.

"Hey, I said stone, don't rely on a big bully to bully someone's little brother. I heard that none of the people who can pass the first two levels to this point are mediocre. You don't want the little brother to help you heal your injuries, then I want it!" said a thin man beside the low bed next to him, and then looked at Li Xuanji, "Little brother, you come to me, I am willing to let you help me heal." ”

Li Xuanji's heart warmed a lot, and he walked to the low bed here and looked at the man in front of him.

The man's appearance is only in his thirties, he looks much more delicate, and although his body is a little thinner, the cold iron-blooded military temperament on his body has not diminished at all.

"I said Lao Jing, this young man is not very old, even if he is a genius, he is not as good as these famous saints present. Don't miss out on the great opportunity to heal your injuries, let's choose a new one. The big man persuaded the emaciated man in front of Li Xuanji.

"You stupid stone still has a time to think about me? Needless to say, I'm optimistic about this little brother, if you don't believe it, let's wait and see!" The man named Lao Jing rejected the big man's suggestion, no longer paid attention to him, but stood up and said to Li Xuanji: "Little brother, I will look forward to it forever in Xiajing." I also ask the little brother to diagnose us and treat our spiritual injuries. ”

Li Xuanji looked at Jing Yongwang, but found that this person didn't mean to joke, and said curiously: "This Brother Jing, don't you doubt my ability?

Jing Yongwang smiled when he heard Li Xuanji's question: "Little brother doesn't have to be modest. I've heard about your performance in the first two levels, and anyone who can perform like this must be extraordinary. Moreover, this is the General's Mansion, which is a spiritual competition held for Miss Ling's injury, and there is a young housekeeper as an overseer, how can the little brother get to this point if he doesn't have superhuman strength. ”

Li Xuanji smiled noncommittally when he heard Jing Yongwang's words, and asked again: "Although you chose to believe me, what do the four eldest brothers behind you think?"

Before Jing Yongwang could speak, the four waiting soldiers behind him arched their hands and said, "Little brother, don't worry, Boss Jing's choice is our choice, please let go of the little brother and heal!"

Li Xuanji smiled, it was really a group of people with stories, and he randomly stretched out his hand to Jing Yongwang and said, "Brother Jing, since you can afford me, then I will do my best to treat your injuries." The competition is about to start, please ask Brother Jing to lie down on the low bed. ”

"Thanks, little brother!" Jing Yongwang lay down on the low bed very cooperatively.

"Are you all ready?" Steward Nian stood on a high platform and examined the situation in front of the forty low beds in the entire courtyard. Seeing that everyone has found their place and is ready. With a flick of the index finger on his finger, a bright light flew by, hitting the bronze bell just right, with a "bang", and at the same time the mouth shouted:

"Let's go!"

Forty ready spiritualists heard the start and began to treat the wounded in front of them.

Li Xuanji stretched out his finger and pointed at Jing Yongwang's body, and the spirit exploration finger was activated, and all the conditions of Jing Yongwang's whole body were displayed in Li Xuanji's mind.

"Did Brother Jing suffer a knife wound in his leg a year or two ago? Since then, your light body exercises have always been ineffective when you use them, and you have to be in pain for a long time every time you use them?" Li Xuanji retracted his fingers and looked at Jing Yongwang and said.

"What? How do you know?" Jing Yongwang sat up from the bed in shock and said in a lost voice. After a while, he was relieved, "The little brother is really a master of spiritual arts, he only needs to poke a finger, and any injuries on the spiritual veins can't be hidden from you." ”

Li Xuanji smiled and did not speak. whispered in my heart, how can I not only probe the spiritual vein, but also probe......

Jing Yongwang's words surprised the four soldiers behind him. They had all heard of Jing Yongwang's leg injury, and it was precisely because of such an injury that Jing Yongwang had to retreat from the scout camp and become an ordinary centurion. But Jing Yongwang didn't say anything about the latter situation at all. Could it be that the boy in front of him is really so amazing?

"You lie down. Your spiritual veins were just not connected when they were injured, and later they weakened. The problem is simple, I'll help you heal. Li Xuanji pressed Jing Yongwang down on the low bed and pulled up the trouser leg on his leg. The ten fingers of both hands moved slightly, pressing on Jing Yongwang's legs, and the colorful spiritual light slowly penetrated into the flesh and skin, causing incredible changes.

This is the true use of 'Hundred Flowers Fingering'!

After fifty breaths, Li Xuanji stopped, clapped his hands and said, "Okay! Brother Jing tried it himself." ”

"Okay, so fast?" Jing Yongwang touched his leg in disbelief, there was no pain at all just now, it was just tingling and itching. However, when he used his spiritual power, he suddenly overjoyed his brows and laughed.

"Okay! It's really good! Lao Tzu can run and fly again! Hahahaha! Thank you, little brother, thank you for helping me heal this injury. It took me a year to spend all my savings and not heal my injury, but today I let my little brother talk and laugh and heal it. What is the name of the little brother? Little brother's great kindness, my Jing Yongwang is toothless and unforgettable in this life, what is the use of my Jing Yongwang, just ask. ”

"Brother Jing is polite. Today is just a great competition of spiritual arts in the General's Mansion, and I am just here to participate in the competition, so I can't talk about any kindness. Junior brother Li Xuanji, let's make friends with Brother Jing!"

Li Xuanji's calmness and modesty made Jing Yongwang and the four soldiers behind him very admired, and they all reported their names and were willing to make friends with Li Xuanji.

Li Xuanji did not procrastinate, and used the spirit probing fingers of the remaining four people one by one to detect the injuries of the spirit veins, and the damage to the spirit veins of the four people was not serious. Li Xuanji used the Hundred Flowers Fingering Method to connect the disconnected spiritual veins of the four people, or dredge and massage the blocked spiritual veins.

When the five people who belonged to his own treatment all became vigorous and grateful to Li Xuanji, none of the spiritualists present had completed the healing task!

Li Xuanji was about to get up and leave, and when he announced the completion of the task, there was a quarrel next to him.