Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 991: Control toxins
Lantai pavilions, small bridges and flowing water.
wood is sandalwood, piece by piece connected together, paved in rows of sandalwood trails that meander away, looking from a distance, it looks like a long dragon made of sandalwood.
Soon, Jiang Yingrong led the two to a female boudoir. The purple smoke rose, light and elegant, the fragrance was refreshing, and it had the effect of removing blood stasis and promoting blood circulation.
Jiang Yingrong put his index finger on his red lips, made a sound-silencing motion, lowered his voice, and said: "Elder Zhihai is preparing to give a silver needle to Xiaoman, please don't make any noise. He doesn't like being disturbed. Besides, this is also good for Xiaoman's injury."
Ouyang Ming and He Jian immediately understood, showing an expression that I understand, and looked over.
I saw Xiaoman lying flat on the bed, naked to the upper body, without a trace of blood on his face, and faintly darkened. The eyebrows are tightly frowning, if there is no breath, the eyes are opened, and there is no previous agility, only sluggishness and dazedness.
Jiang Zhihai also looked over at this moment. Three eyes met in the air, but no one spoke.
After a while, Jiang Zhihai retracted his gaze, guarding the spirit table, put the medicine furnace and the package, raised his hand to open the package, and took out a silver-white box. Flick your finger upwards, make your thumb and **** align in a twisted flower shape, take out a silver needle, and transfer your spiritual power to it. The silver needle immediately jumped, with a faint fluorescence, rubbing his fingers twice, gently pressing down, the silver needle, like a stream of light, accurately landed on Xiaoman's Tianling acupoint.
But Xiao Man didn't feel it at all, and even his expression did not change.
Ouyang Ming discovered that Jiang Zhihai applied needles very quickly. No, this is by no means quick to explain, but a skill, an astonishing level of skill.
But even so, his eyebrows are still lightly frowning together, thinking that this method is a bit improper.
Jiang Zhihai was so indulged in the injection, and he didn't find Ouyang Ming's expression at all. On the contrary, Jiang Yingrong's heart is nuanced, capturing this subtle movement. In my heart, Elder Zhihai is already the most proficient in pharmacology and acupuncture in the Jiang family. Why do Brother Yu still feel dissatisfied? Could it be... Thinking about it this way, she only felt that the sky covered by the dark clouds was torn open again, and she saw hope again.
At this time, the second silver needle has been picked up by Jiang Zhihai, and the spiritual energy was transported to the fingertips along the meridians, and the fingers shook lightly.
Silver Needle is like growing eyes, and it falls precisely and accurately on Xiaoman's Quchi acupoint.
Then came the third and fourth roots, which landed at Tianhui and Baiya points respectively.
After a full half an hour, Jiang Zhihai administered dozens of silver needles in total.
put the medicine furnace and the package away, raised his hand to wipe off the sweat on his forehead, arched his hand slightly, and kept his voice down to the minimum: "Miss, the old man has done his best, and the venom in Xiao Man's body has penetrated his internal organs. , Penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and even merged with the power of blood. At this point, it is already difficult for the gods to save." His voice was very small, with deep regrets.
"Elder Zhihai, is there really no way?" Jiang Yingrong's voice was bitter.
"Yes, this kind of poison is too overbearing. It is constantly changing and will cooperate with each other. The old man has dealt with poison for a lifetime. This is the first time I have seen this poison, and it is in the market. Rare, even if you want to refine the pill, there is no medicinal material." He looked at Jiang Yingrong with a helpless expression. At the same time, he kept looking at He Jian and Ouyang Ming from the sidelines, guessing the identity of the two.
"Let's try it!" Ouyang Ming listened to this, stepped forward, and walked directly to the bed without waiting for everyone to answer.
Jiang Zhihai's face was obviously suspicious, but he didn't speak, and quietly looked at Jiang Yingrong.
Jiang Yingrong groaned for a while, and whispered: "I believe Brother Yu..." She seemed to cheer herself up, and then continued: "The pill that Brother Yu had refined in the ancient city caused a sensation. Compete to buy. The erysipelas are connected, this is the truth left by the ancestors, you can't go wrong if you think about it."
Listening to these words, the suspicious look on Jiang Zhihai's face is a little bit less. Since he can refine the pill, he must be good at detoxification.
Ouyang Ming looked at Xiaoman, with a touch of distressed expression on his face, his heart moved, and he stepped into the realm of celestial and human sympathy, and a mysterious and mysterious aura spread out.
It seems that at this moment, he has become the only master in this space, he can speak the law freely, and his words and deeds are in harmony with the heavens. This is the mystery of the interaction between heaven and man.
The golden mental power rushed out, leaned into Xiao Man's body, and checked Xiao Man's injuries.
Suddenly, a shocking wound appeared in his spiritual world. Ouyang Ming knew that this was a scar left by the force of forcibly drawing blood. Although it has healed, there are still traces left. And around the wound, a pale black light kept flickering, Ouyang Ming observed for a while, and the majestic mental power squeezed away.
But as soon as it approached, the black glow completely melted into Xiao Man's flesh and bones. It is extremely difficult to get rid of it. Only scrape all the flesh and blood from Xiao Man's body, and then break the bones into pieces. If it's only like this, it's even more terrifying that this black light keeps devouring the spiritual power in the little barbarian's flesh and blood, strengthens itself, and then derives changes, transforming ten into one hundred, and endlessly. It was because Xiaoman had a deep attachment in his heart, otherwise, it would have withered like a flower.
And another kind of light silver energy separates every bone in Xiao Man's body and delays the spread of toxins.
Ouyang Ming knew that this silver energy should have been left over from Jiang Zhihai's use of the silver needle.
took a deep breath, glowing in the dantian, the white robe was automatically without wind, the majestic spiritual power flowed through the veins, and poured into Xiaomandi's body along the palm of his hand, and his five internal organs The six fu-organs and tendons are all protected. But just a moment later, Ouyang Ming was surprised to find that his spiritual power was slowly eroded by this black light, and more black light was derived.
He was silent for a while, the harsh color in his eyes flashed away, and he sneered in his heart: "Swallow? It depends on whether you have this ability!"
The thought sank slightly, mobilizing the power of swallowing, and pointed it at the center of Xiaoman's eyebrows. This power that seems to be able to swallow all things in time immediately circulates in the meridians of Xiao Man with Ouyang Ming’s mind. In a flash, the black light in Xiao Man’s body is like encountering a natural enemy, constantly shrinking the range of motion. Entangled in flesh and blood.
But the devouring power is overbearing, tearing the black light out with a tyrannical posture, and swallowing it directly.
But there are too many black awns, and they are fused with flesh and blood. Ouyang Ming can only retreat and protect Xiaoman's heart with devouring power, slowly trying to figure it out.
As the swallowing power kept circulating, the toxins in Xiao Man's body stopped spreading and developed for the better.
Half an hour later, Ouyang Ming sighed with relief, opened his eyes, turned around, and chuckled: "The toxins in Xiaoman's body have been temporarily controlled. When the toxins become lighter, I refining a kind of pill, and within a month, he will be able to be vigorous and vigorous."
"Here, Brother Yu...but what you said is true?" Jiang Yingrong was startled first, and then showed a look of surprise.
After seeing Ouyang Ming, she felt even more self-blaming, and there was an invisible voice in her mind, scolding herself all the time. Now that I heard this answer, the huge boulder on my heart suddenly lightened.
"Of course it is true!" Ouyang Ming nodded heavily.
He Jian's body trembled, but his face didn't change much.
Jiang Zhihai took a step, walked out, his face was extremely complicated, and he whispered: "Can you let the old man check it out?" He refused to believe it. The important thing is that Ouyang Ming's age is too young to be convinced.
"Please!" Ouyang Ming looked flat and raised his hand.
Jiang Zhihai paced to the bed, his center of gravity sank, and his heart was the same. With a light touch of his finger, his spiritual power followed his finger into Xiaoman's body and flowed through the meridians.
Suddenly, every subtle change in Xiao Man’s body immediately appeared in his perception. The black light that had been looting was like meeting the most feared thing, all curled up, even so, it was still The mysterious force swallowed mercilessly, becoming less and less.
This power is in his perception, terrifying. It is not the quantity, but the essential difference.
If you really want to use words to describe it, this is a higher level of power.
Of course, Jiang Zhihai's cultivation level is no more than the intermediate level of the spiritualist ~ IndoMTL.com~ Naturally, he doesn't know the difference. He only feels heart palpitations, like being stared at by a poisonous snake in the dark.
opened his eyes, he took a breath, forced down the shock in his heart, clasped his fist and said: "Master Yu's detoxification is not as good as old and shameful." He heard Jiang Yingrong call brother Ouyang Mingyu before. So he can't be wrong to call Master Yu.
"Elder Zhihai has been awarded." Ouyang Ming smiled and gave a gift.
Jiang Yingrong’s sad expression finally eased, and said with a chuckle: "Brother Yu, since Xiaoman’s injury has been brought under control, you should take a break and take a hot bath." She said, she said again. He moved his gaze to He Jian, pretending to be a grudge: "Don't you think, Elder He?"
He Jian gave a wry smile, and he naturally knew what this "Elder He" meant.
At this moment, Jiang Qingcheng quietly poked his head in from the door, bends his eyes, and smiled and said: "I will take Uncle Yu to rest!" Obviously, she has been hiding outside the door for a long time. Just after landing, stepped small steps to come to Ouyang Ming's side, gently grasping the corner of his sleeve, let him go quickly.
Jiang Yingrong showed pity on her face, but she couldn't bear to say a heavy word. Besides, in her heart, Qingcheng was close to Ouyang Ming, which she couldn't ask for. After all, Ouyang Ming'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 Qingcheng be infinitely useful in this life? ...
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