[Chapter 222 My buddy’s acupuncture is specially for you]
for you Zhou Jia and Wu Nan looked at each other and then looked at Yang Yiyun and said, “Brother Yang, what kind of antidote do you need? Tell me and I’ll go find it. That place is too dangerous~.”
How could Yang Yiyun not see the communication between Wu Nan and Zhou Jia? He was more and more certain in his heart that the place where Zhou Jia was poisoned and injured should be unusual. He thought of the ruins of the cultivation civilization.
Zhou Jia and Wu Nan obviously didn’t want to let people know about that place.
If he went, Yang Yiyun believed that he would definitely gain something. Of course, for him as a cultivator, it might not be helpful for ancient warriors to go, because they have no contact with and understanding of the cultivation civilization.
Looking at Zhou Jia, Yang Yiyun smiled and said, “Haha, Mr. Zhou, let me put it this way. I can only say that even if I go, I will only go to look for it, and I may not be able to find the corresponding antidote. If you don’t want to take it, forget it.” “Brother
Yang, it’s not like that. I’m just afraid that you will be in danger if you go, but it’s not impossible.” Zhou Jia said quickly.
“Okay, I’ll stabilize your poison injury first, as for the rest, let’s talk about it later, I may not have time yet~” Yang Yiyun said half-truthfully, you beg me, I don’t necessarily have to beg you.
“Uh~ then thank you.” Zhou Jia could hear the indifference in Yang Yiyun’s words. Yang Yiyun could not care, but he couldn’t, because he was poisoned, not others, thinking that he must hold on to Yang Yiyun.
Of course, in the early stage, we need to see how his medical skills are before we make up our minds.
Then Yang Yiyun used the excuse of going back to the room to get the silver needle, took it out from the Qiankun pot space, and used the Yin-Yang Five Elements formation to treat Zhou Jia’s poison injury on his arm.
Although Yang Yiyun’s Qiankun pot space had the corresponding spiritual medicine that could completely help him resolve Zhou Jia’s poison injury, he didn’t want to do that.
Because the spiritual medicine is precious, it can’t be given away for nothing. In addition, the cover-up between Zhou Jia and Wu Nan made Yang Yiyun lose his good impression of him.
You all can treat me insincerely, why should I be so good to you?
There is also Yang Yiyun’s selfishness. He wants to go to the place where the Fiery Sun Tree grows. The Fiery Sun Fruit is a good thing. It is recorded in the spiritual medicine books passed down by the master that it can be regarded as a rare spiritual fruit. The Fiery Sun Tree is poisonous, but the Fiery Sun Fruit is not. Instead, it is one of the main medicines for refining the Condensation Pill.
The Condensation Pill is a pill taken during the foundation-building period, which is indispensable for Yang Yiyun.
So Zhou Jia concealed it from him, and he naturally would not do his best, leaving an excuse to go to the place of the Fiery Tree in the future.
However, since he promised to treat Zhou Jia, he would do it. In Yang Yiyun’s mind, this is also a test of Shenlongtan for himself.
Back in the living room, Yang Yiyun began to treat Zhou Jia.
His main reason was that the venom continued to corrode his flesh and blood, which was caused by the venom being too strong. The solution Yang Yiyun thought of was to fight poison with poison.
Use the twelve yang needles to overcome strength with strength. With true
qi, acupuncture and true fire, I believe that the poison in Zhou Jia’s arm can be burned and controlled. Although it cannot be completely removed, it can control the deterioration of the wound.
Zhou Jia’s poisonous wound was fierce, but could it be stronger than his true qi and true fire?
Of course, using the true fire to treat the disease with silver needles was a trick he came up with temporarily. It was an attempt. Anyway, someone was doing the experiment and he could try it.
The most difficult part was the control of the true fire. It was necessary to integrate a small amount of true fire into the true qi and transfer it into the silver needle to treat Zhou Jia’s wound.
If there was a little mistake, or if the amount of true fire was too large, Zhou Jia’s arm would probably be burned.
However, Yang Yiyu was not worried about this at all, because he had the power of spiritual consciousness and could use spiritual consciousness to control the range of true fire, so he didn’t have to worry about using too much.
“Mr. Zhou may be in pain, you have to bear it.” Yang Yiyu gave Zhou Jia a shot of prevention.
Zhou Jia grinned: “Hahaha, this poisonous wound on my arm has tortured me for more than a year. I have been suffering from the pain day and night. There is no pain in the world that I cannot bear. Brother Yang, just come and I will not frown.”
Yang Yiyun heard Zhou Jia talking, and the corners of his mouth rose. He did not speak, but he said in his heart: “Never speak too much. If you don’t cry out under the burning of my true fire, I will really admire you.”
He smiled in his heart and picked up the first silver needle. The true energy circulated on the silver needle, and then he used the true fire, controlling a little bit to add to the silver needle. The true energy and true fire intersected, and a miracle scene appeared.
In the eyes of Wang Xuanji, Wu Nan and others, the silver needle in Yang Yiyun’s hand made a buzzing tremor, and the originally silver acupuncture instantly turned red.
There were faint lights flashing, which was very beautiful.
Then Yang Yiyun raised his hand and waved a needle on Zhou Jia’s poisonous wound.
Then Zhou Jia groaned.
Sweat broke out on his forehead.
It was obviously caused by pain.
The Yang needle of the Yin-Yang Five Elements Needle was originally a fast needle, with a total of twelve needles that needed to be done in one go, but Yang Yiyun had an epiphany and added the True Fire Treatment, which made it extremely fast. He was very slow, one needle at a time, without any rush.
Seeing Zhou Jia’s grin, Yang Yiyun laughed and said, “Mr. Zhou, if you scream out in pain, maybe it will be better? After all, there are twelve needles in total!”
Hearing Yang Yiyun say that there were twelve needles in total, Zhou Jia’s mouth twitched, but he had boasted before that he would not make a sound because of pain.
At this time, he could only puff up his face and pretend to be fat, “Brother Yang, come on, this little pain is just a tickle to Zhou.”
“Hehe, that’s good, Mr. Zhou is really a tough guy.” Yang Yiyun smiled and muttered in his heart, “See how many needles you can pretend, my buddy’s acupuncture specializes in treating pretenders, haha~!” As soon as he finished
speaking, the second needle was inserted.
This time Zhou Jia groaned again, and the sweat on his forehead became more and more, but he still didn’t cry out.
Yang Yiyu grinned, looking a bit tough. His
spiritual consciousness had been focused on Zhou Jia’s wound, and he found that the acupuncture method that combined true qi and true fire was indeed effective for Zhou Jia’s poisonous injury. In the mixture of the extremely yang and extremely strong true qi and true fire, the poisonous gas was burned and evaporated little by little.
After seeing the effect, Yang Yiyu became more and more confident. If Zhou Jia’s poisonous injury could be cured today, the fusion of true fire and true qi in the future would be a simple and effective innovation that could treat most poisonous injuries.
This was a breakthrough in medical skills for him.
When the third needle fell, Zhou Jia completely collapsed this time.
“Ah…”
A pig-killing roar came out of his mouth.
At this moment, Zhou Jia didn’t care about the big talk before, and there was only one thing in his mind, what kind of acupuncture did Yang Yiyu use, why was it so painful?
His whole arm seemed like a grilled chicken wing on a grill, and the pain was like salt being sprinkled on the wound, which was very piercing.
He just sweated after the first two needles, but he couldn’t stand the third needle and yelled.
What Zhou Jia didn’t know was that Yang Yiyu used real fire to directly burn the poison in his wound.
His yelling made the people around him shiver, and it hurt to watch.
Yang Yiyu was happy in his heart, asking you to pretend in front of your buddies, but now you can’t pretend.
Ignoring Zhou Jia’s shouting, he continued to perform acupuncture. After getting familiar with the three needles, each needle was faster than the previous one.
This made Zhou Jia suffer, and the pain would be superimposed with each needle.
“Ahhhhh~”
The miserable howl resounded throughout the Wang family compound, attracting the onlookers of the Wang family’s children. In order to prevent people from disturbing Yang Yiyu, Wang Xuanji dispersed them.
After the last needle fell, Zhou Jia almost fainted and sat on the chair, gasping for breath. It was strange for him that after the twelfth needle was completed, the pain was gone.
At this time, he looked at Yang Yiyu with fear in his eyes and vowed never to let Yang Yiyu give him acupuncture again, even if his arm was disabled, he would not treat it. It was too damn terrible .
The acupuncture time did not exceed half an hour. For Zhou Jia
, it was like going to hell and being punished. However, in the eyes of others, no one paid attention to Zhou Jia. Instead, the look they looked at Yang Yiyu changed, becoming full of admiration.
After the twelve needles were completed, Zhou Jia had been tortured for more than a year, and the poisonous wounds had miraculously condensed into scars and looked intact.
This… is really a miracle.
Especially Wu Nan, his eyes were shining. He knew Zhou Jia’s poisonous wounds best and understood what kind of poison it was, but Yang Yiyu cured it in less than half an hour.
Wu Nan looked at Yang Yiyu and thought to himself: “With such a talent and such medical skills, who can’t go to those Jedi?”
Thinking of this, Wu Nan stood up and said to Yang Yiyu: “Mr. Yang’s medical skills are extraordinary. Today, Wu has learned a lot~”
Yang Yiyu was stunned when he heard Wu Nan’s words. Damn, he became a master in this moment? It’s really realistic!
(End of this chapter)
