On the morning of the second day, in front of the Beiliang Palace.

A handsome young man and a woman stood opposite each other, and several subordinates stood aside, waiting to wait.

The young man was Xu Fengnian, the prince of the Beiliang Palace, and at this moment he stretched out his head and looked into the mansion door, as if no one was chasing him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, the woman chuckled unconsciously, and said crisply: "Feng Nian, at the door of your own house, how can you be sneaky?"

Although this woman is a daughter, she is wearing a Confucian robe, standing there with a smile, her skin is brighter than snow, her eyes are like a pool of clear water, her face is extremely beautiful, her cheeks are like beautiful jade, and there is a clear breath of a scroll between her eyebrows.

Xu Fengnian's spirit was a little bad, and he muttered when he heard this: "Second sister, you don't know, there is a wicked person in the family, and my father strictly ordered Yuan Zuozong to take strict care of me, and even my mother didn't let me run around, and I was suffocated to death in the past two days." ”

This woman is Xu Weixiong, the second daughter of the Xu family, who returned home at this time and happened to bump into Xu Fengnian, who ran away.

Hearing Xu Fengnian's words, Xu Weixiong's eyes flashed, and he asked, "Wicked person, what kind of wicked person?" As he spoke, he grabbed Xu Fengnian and walked towards the mansion with his feet raised.

Xu Fengnian muttered a few times, but he didn't let go.

As he walked, he told the events of the past few days, and he didn't know much, except that there was a wicked man in a black robe in the house.

When Xu Weixiong heard that he was wearing a black robe, he asked a few more carefully, and his eyes gradually lit up.

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Listening to the tide pavilion, nine floors.

Dai Daojin's fingers lightly rested on Li Yishan's wrist, and a wisp of breath with a trace of spirit penetrated into Li Yishan's body.

After a while, he frowned, the situation in Li Yishan's body was more serious than he imagined, the three treasures of the essence and spirit were overdrawn, and his body had already almost become a shell with oil and lamps.

Thanks to the great momentum of the Beiliang Wang family, in addition to all kinds of high-grade spirit pills, there is no shortage of small golden pills in Longhu Mountain, which can be regarded as hanging Li Yishan's life.

But even so, Li Yishan will not live for a few years.

Xu Xiao next to him frowned when he saw the black-robed man, and his heart couldn't help but rise.

Dai Daojin let go of his fingers, paused, stretched out his hand and pointed at Li Yishan's eyebrows, and spit out: "Sleep." ”

As soon as the words fell, Li Yishan only felt his eyelids sink and his eyes closed.

"Bang"

With a wave of the sleeves of Dai Daojin's black robe, he rolled up Li Yishan and suspended him in midair.

Then, with the rotation of his wrist and the drive of his energy, he wrapped Li Yishan's sackcloth and exploded, and suddenly a skinny pale body appeared in front of Xu Xiao and Chen Zhibao.

Dai Daojin groaned, stretched out his palm, and his breath surged, and his palm, which was as white as jade, gradually turned pale gold.

Wisps of pale golden blood began to converge in the palm of the hand, and finally coalesced into a drop of golden blood.

Chen Zhibao saw this golden blood, his heart jumped, different from Xu Xiao, he is a martial arts person, as far as he knows, only by cultivating the legendary Buddhist golden body will there be golden blood, could it be that this person is a person from Buddhism?

Dai Daojin naturally didn't know what Chen Zhibao was thinking, he flicked the golden blood bead with his fingers, and made a sound of gold and iron.

With each flick, a trace of the golden blood bead will be separated, and it will be coerced by the spirit spirit scattered by Dai Daojin, fusing the origin Dao Qi of the "Heaven and Earth Yin and Yang Six Voids and Self-only Natural Fundamental Law" to form a pale golden temperament needle.

"Qiang ...... The sound of "Qiang ......" is endless.

After a while, the golden blood beads disappeared, leaving only dense thin needles of pale golden gas of different lengths.

In addition to a faint trace of origin qi and blood, each wisp of pale golden gas needle also contains a wisp of internal breath, which is attached to it with a spirit spirit to drive and urge.

Dai Daojin's heart moved, and the suspended qi needle suddenly moved.

"Snort ......" sounded in the air.

In a moment's time, among the 720 big acupuncture points around Li Yishan's body, except for a few dead acupoints, all of them were pierced by qi needles.

Qi needles with a little bit of pale golden light pierced into the flesh, these qi needles were not stationary, some trembled slightly, some kept piercing, slightly pulled out and then pierced, and so on.

There is a thick air needle, inserted in the center of Li Yishan's eyebrows, as he can't help but tremble, I saw that Li Yishan's eyebrows gradually became transparent, and the qi was surging, as if there was a heaven and earth essence with the golden qi needle as the medium, poured into his eyebrows.

This micro-manipulation really made Xu Xiao and Chen Zhibao next to them stunned.

Especially Chen Zhibao, he has been practicing martial arts for nearly thirty years, and it is not unheard of by the masters of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and he has never thought that someone can control the internal breath qi and blood so subtly.

What this represents, Chen Zhibao knows better than anyone else.

He took a deep breath and carefully stared at the golden qi needle on Li Yishan's body, the qi needle trembled, and the pale golden air flow in the transparent needle's body couldn't help flowing, which was extremely strange.

As time passed, the pale golden air flow inside the needle began to fade until it disappeared.

Then, the needles turned from pale gold to transparent, and then to black.

Dai Daojin felt the condition of Li Yishan's body, the pale golden origin qi and blood inside the qi needle just now were used to stimulate the flesh and blood vitality in Li Yishan's body and dispel the dead qi, and the attached wisp of Dao Qi internal breath was used to dredge the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

The place of divine qi is also in and out, and the meridians are clear, and the qi is born.

Seeing that all the qi needles had turned black, Dai Daojin's mind moved again, and suddenly the qi needles left his body, and then coalesced, turning into a pitch-black air mass with a foul smell.

Dai Daojin shook his hand casually and sent the black air mass out of the attic.

Li Yishan's physique was still skinny, but he no longer felt pale, and his originally pale face was a little bloody.

Dai Daojin retracted his strength, Li Yishan lost support, his body fell, and was caught by Xu Xiao, who had been preparing next to him, and covered his robe.

Xu Xiao said gratefully: "Thank you, sir." ”

Although he is not a doctor, but in the end he is a martial artist who has cultivated to the second grade, and he can still perceive a person's qi and blood spirit.

In the face of his gratitude, Dai Daojin shook his head and said: "The illness is like a mountain, and the illness is like a thread, and he has to come twice more to completely remove the septic blood and death qi in his body, and rejuvenate it to make it endless." ”

Xu Xiao nodded hurriedly, "There is an old gentleman." ”

Then he turned his head to look at Chen Zhibao and said, "Zhibao, go ahead and rest." ”

Dai Daojin waved his hand and turned around, and a voice came, "No need, I'll turn around by myself." So saying, he went down the stairs and went down.

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Listen to the tide in front of the pavilion.

Jia Jiajia looked at the woman in front of her and hesitated, "Wei Xiong?"

Xu Weixiong smiled and said, "Sure enough, it's you, I heard Feng Nian talk about it just now, and I guessed something." ”

Jia Jiajia was also a little happy, she and Xu Weixiong sat down together in Nanshan to listen to the lecture, and the relationship was very good.

Xu Weixiong turned his head and said, "Where's the gentleman?"

Jia Jiajia pointed to Tingchao Pavilion and said, "Mr. is healing Li Junshi inside, let me wait outside." ”

Xu Weixiong nodded, and was not in a hurry to go up to the attic, just standing in front of the Tingchao Pavilion.

The breeze by the lake was blowing, Xu Weixiong stroked the hair that was blown on his chest, and asked with a smile: "Have you been following Mr. all these years?"

Jia Jiajia nodded.

Xu Weixiong was clear-minded, talked with Jia Jiajia, and gradually understood what Mr. had done in the past few years.