Liang Yan is like a drowning man now. After finally seeing such a hope in Dumb, he naturally refuses to give up.
He sat quietly in the house for a while, secretly calculated the time, and estimated that it was already noon, then he stood up and took out the pouch that Ning Wantang gave him from his arms.
Liang Yan stepped forward to give the medicine, but Ah-Dai didn't resist. As soon as the pill was put into his mouth, he immediately swallowed it consciously. When Ah-Dai had taken all seven of the pills, the cloudy eyes that were motionless at first appeared.
, actually turned slightly.
Liang Yan's heart was moved when he saw it, and he secretly thought that Xiao Nizi's elixir was indeed unusual. This was the first time he had taken the elixir, and he actually had a subtle reaction. After taking the elixir seven times, maybe Ah-Dai would be able to regain his consciousness.
"Okay, I've taken the medicine and drank the water, it's time to get down to business!"
Liang Yan smiled slightly, turned Ah-Dai's body over and made it face him. Then he returned to the head of the bed, sat cross-legged, and began to use the method of "Tao Sword Sutra".
He had practiced many times in the past few days, and the first section of the "Tao Sword Sutra" was already very familiar. After only half an hour, a spiritual power was generated in his dantian.
Liang Yan opened his eyes, carefully controlling the operation of his spiritual power, and looking at Ah-Dai, hoping that he would react, just like the flash of inspiration yesterday, and give him a few words of advice.
However, to his great disappointment, this time Ah-Dai just sat there. Although his eyes were looking straight at Liang Yan, he had no intention of getting up or speaking.
Not long after, Liang Yan's spiritual power circulated to a familiar place, the aura around his body suddenly drained, and the spiritual power dissipated in his meridians again.
Liang Yan had expected this. He shook his head and did not lose heart. Instead, he started running the technique again.
Soon, a second wave of spiritual power was generated in his Dantian. Liang Yan turned his eyes and carefully observed the expression on Ah-Dai's face, especially his eyes.
But Ah-Dai didn't respond to his earnest gaze. He was still sitting upright, not squinting, and his eyes were muddy, without any clarity at all.
Liang Yan tried several times in a row, running the technique at least seven or eight times, but Ah-Dai remained unmoved, with a "You practice your own Kung Fu, and I will practice my own stupidity" attitude.
It was dusk before he knew it, and the afterglow of the setting sun lazily fell on Liang Yan's shoulders, seeming to laugh at his failure.
After playing the piano to the cow for a whole afternoon, even though Liang Yan had a strong mind, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed at this moment.
He looked at the dull man opposite, with a look of anger on his face, and said to himself: "Dumb, dumb, dumb, I didn't expect you to be a person who has enough to eat and drink and doesn't work. Do you want me to kick you two more times?"
Only feet are willing to be honest?"
Although Liang Yan said this, he could only complain, and it was impossible to really do anything to Ah-Dai. After sighing softly, Liang Yan stood up, took out a Bigu Pill from the closet of the house and drank it.
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He now has no spiritual power in his body, cannot communicate with heaven and earth, and there is no ordinary food in the valley. He can only use Bigu Pills that Yuan Jiuling had prepared long ago to satisfy his hunger.
After taking the Bigu Pill, Liang Yan still felt bored and couldn't help but have the idea of going for a walk outside the hospital. Although Yuan Jiuling had said at the beginning that he was not allowed to walk around in the valley, but if he just strolled around the guest room area, he should not
What problems will there be?
With this thought in mind, Liang Yan walked towards the door, reached out and pushed the door gently.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone head-on, and the sunset glow hung in the sky like fire. Liang Yan suddenly narrowed his eyes, a flash of inspiration came to his mind, and a strange thought suddenly came to his mind:
"time!"
He seemed to be stunned. After a moment, he looked up at the sky, then suddenly turned his head to look at Ah-Dai, murmuring: "Is it the wrong time?!"
When he thought of this, Liang Yan immediately took back the foot he had just stepped out, closed the door again, and thought to himself: "Last night, there was a momentary difference late at night. It's better to wait until tonight and try again."
Try him?"
Liang Yan felt hope rise again in his heart, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous again. He returned to the room and just paced back and forth, wishing that he could try this idiot again at night.
Time passed bit by bit in this long wait, and when the waning moon hung high in the sky, Liang Yan couldn't wait anymore.
He walked directly to his bed, sat cross-legged, and while operating his spiritual power according to the method of "Tao Sword Sutra", he even read the formula softly.
However, although he seemed to be operating the technique seriously, seventy percent of his attention was actually on Ah-Dai. The cold moonlight fell like water, passed through the window of the room, and shone directly on Ah-Dai's face, making him
That face that was as sharp as a knife and an ax was even more resolute.
Suddenly, Ah-Dai blinked his eyes, and when he opened them again, they were already as dark as ink, as if the deep night sky was like an ancient well.
"coming!"
Liang Yan perked up and stared at the man in black in front of him. However, Ah-Dai didn't look at him. Instead, he bent his knees and crossed his legs, put his hands flat, and actually started to meditate on the spot.
Liang Yan used his six senses to the extreme, and unexpectedly discovered that a stream of blue air was coming out of Ah-Dai's Dantian. He had been practicing Taoism for eight years, but how could he not realize that this stream of green air was the spiritual power of Taoism!
This spiritual power starts from A-Dai's Dantian, passes through several key acupoints and meridians, and flows slowly toward the Taiyin and Lung Meridians of the Hand. It is indeed the method of operation at the beginning of the "Tao Sword Sutra".
The more Liang Yan looked at it, the more excited he became. He stared intently at the cyan airflow in Ah-Dai's body. It didn't take long for this Taoist spiritual power to move to a place in the hand-taiyin lung meridian, which was where Liang Yan had passed many times.
A place where success fails.
Whenever his spiritual power reaches this point, the breath all over his body always suddenly drains, and then the spiritual power dissipates without a trace, as if it has never been developed.
"Tell me quickly, what will you do next?"
Liang Yan secretly thought, his heart already in his throat.
However, Ah-Dai himself was calm and calm, and there was no sadness or joy in his eyes. Seeing that the green spiritual power was about to reach the place where Liang Yan had failed repeatedly, it suddenly stopped where he was.
The cyan spiritual power gathered more and more in the same place, but it always stopped moving forward. Just when Liang Yan was slightly worried, the spiritual power suddenly turned in a direction and rushed out of the range of the Taiyin Lung Meridian of the Hand.
"What!"
Liang Yan screamed in surprise, with a look of disbelief on his face. But he saw that the spiritual power was rushing and running along a route he had never seen before. It even rushed out of the meridians of the Taiyin and Lung Meridians of the Hand, all the way.