Cultivation – Stand above the Heaven Chapter 130: The heart of filial piety!

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Sun Xiaoya did not know, but Wan Dong knew that his courage came from helplessness.

The number of Dao Qi in his body, although magical, is too small after all. If you want to use Dao Qi to reset his internal organs, it will take a month or two. But his battle with Leng Shuangrong was three months later, and he couldn't waste this time.

"Yaoting, Grandpa Sun believes that you are strong, you will be able to persevere! Ning Shan, go get a thick towel!"

Ning Shan did not move, but looked helplessly at Xu Wenchuan, Xu Wenchuan gave a sigh, nodded and said, "Go, listen to Daobai!"

"My Yaoting, why are you so miserable ..." Ning Shan shed tears and turned away.

"Xiaoya, take out the gold needle!" Sun Daobai's face is quite dignified, and it can be seen that if it is not a last resort, he will not use this 'blood burning gold needle'.

From the portable bag, Sun Xiaoya took out an exquisite jade box. Wan Dong glanced at it, and the jade carved into this jade box is definitely a rare treasure in the world. Among them, the essence is steaming, condensing but not scattered, very rich!

Open the jade box. Twelve feet are half a foot long, as long as hairy golden needles, and emit a slight golden glow, lying quietly in it. Needless to say, this is the blood-burning gold needle that makes Sun Xiaoya and Xu Wenchuan change color!

Ning Shan brought a towel, moistened with water, and stuffed it into the mouth of Wan Dong.

Sun Daobai gently twisted a gold needle and said, "Yaoting, this is not so much as twelve gold needles, but rather twelve ghost gates. There is no way, you must hold it!"

Wan Dong took a long breath and nodded heavily.

Sun Daobai also did not show the "Blood Burning Gold Needle" for some time, and he was a little nervous to see it. Take a long breath and settle down, saying "Yaoting, I'm starting!"

The voice of Sun Daobai has just fallen, and the golden needle in his hand is like a golden electric awn, which is directly inserted into the Shenting Point above Wan Dong.

In an instant, it was like a hot lava that suddenly poured into the body. The burning pain was like a fierce flood and spread quickly. Although Wan Dong has been fully psychologically prepared, it is still not expected that the pain of this blood-burning gold needle is so intense.

As strong as Wan Dong, he could n’t help but groan, his body trembles like an electric shock, the towel tucked in his mouth kept making a squeaky noise, and it sounded like scalp hair hemp.

"Yaoting!" Which mother who could see her son suffering from such pain was indifferent? Ning Shan screamed, and then flew forward. Xu Wenchuan hurriedly grabbed her and said angrily, "Shan'er, calm down!"

Xu Wenchuan shouted to let Ning Shan calm down, but for himself, his eyes were red at this time, so I was afraid that he would not be able to calm down.

When Ning Shan and Xu Wenchuan were talking, the hands of Sun Daobai did not stop for a moment, and three swish golden glow flashes, three blood-burning gold needles, respectively, on the top of Wan Dong, Baihui, and the brain Three acupuncture points.

This is like the pain of Wan Dong, which has tripled in an instant. Just listening to the click of a click, Wan Dong actually smashed the armrest of the iron-wood seat!

This iron-wood is almost the hardest tree between heaven and earth. The wood is as hard as iron. It is very strong! Under the grasp of Wan Dong, it can be crushed. It shows how painful Wan Dong is suffering. .

Xu Wenchuan only feels that his heart is about to be exploded by an invisible hand, and the pain makes him suffocate. He only hates that he cannot bear this pain for Wan Dong.

The body of Ning Shan is already soft. If it is not supported by Xu Wenchuan, I may be paralyzed on the ground for a long time.

Sun Xiaoya turned his head aside, I couldn't bear to look at it again.

The tears flowed through Wu Yang ’s eyes, and he kept whispering like a chanting, “Boss, you must be able to hold on, Boss, you must be able to ...”

After only four stitches, a dense sweat bead has oozed from Sun Daobai's face. Not tired, but worried! In his life, he has treated hundreds of people with blood-burning gold needles, and it may be able to sustain it, and there are fewer than a few. The rest will either die alive, or it will leave a huge trauma, and no longer can live a normal life.

"Yaoting, you must hold on!" snorted, Sun Daobai twisted four gold needles from the jade box, and the head punctured the Wan Dong throat water protrusion, and then all the way down, the canopy Yutang, the three points of the atrium, flashed golden glow almost simultaneously.

In order to shorten the pain of Wan Dong as much as possible, Sun Daobai has definitely exerted his full strength, almost exceeding his limit.