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071 Rebirth of the Green Shirt!

The soft moonlight shines through the window sill and falls on Ling Feng's body./p

Under the moonlight, Ling Feng was covered in silver light, as if he were a statue, sitting cross-legged quietly, like an old monk in meditation./p

As time passed, wisps of faint red light flickered around Ling Feng. The air around him was filled with a hot and domineering aura. The bed under him was under that terrifying heat.

It became a little brown./p

After a long time, Ling Feng opened his eyes, with a look of joy on his face./p

"It's done! The tenth level of Qi Condensation has reached the so-called Qi Bong realm!"/p

Ling Feng clenched his fists, and unprecedented power filled his limbs./p

The first nine levels of Qi Condensation Realm can be said to be a process of accumulating true energy. Only when the tenth level of Qi Condensation is reached and the Qi meridians in the body are connected, the true Qi will be as continuous as a torrential river. When it is running, there will be no

No lag at all, send and receive as you please./p

No wonder those airbenders who are both in the Qi Condensation realm are so much stronger than the warriors at the ninth level of Qi Condensation./p

Only a monster like Ling Feng can do such a heaven-defying thing as resisting the murder of the Qi Sect at the seventh level of Qi Condensation./p

At this time, the night is still long, the sun is shining deeper, and the cold crickets can’t help crying./p

Ling Feng took a deep breath, suppressed the joy in his heart, gathered his mind again, and ran the "Ask the Immortal Qi Refining Technique" to consolidate his state without any impatience. After a while, he entered an ethereal and selfless state again.

./p

……/p

Time passes and the night passes quickly./p

As the morning light faded, Ling Feng got up and collected chalcedony flower dew for Duanmu Qingshan. This was the last day that chalcedony flower dew was needed./p

After today, the sword energy remaining in Duanmu Qingshan's body will be completely eradicated./p

In less than half a moment, Ling Feng collected a bamboo tube of flower dew and sent it to Duanmu Qingshan./p

Duanmu Qingshan was obviously very excited and stayed up all night. He took the bamboo tube and drank it in one gulp./p

He had no doubts about Ling Feng's medical skills. After all, even after ten years of hard work, he could not alleviate the deterioration of the Qi in his body. However, Ling Feng used just two months to heal his injuries.

It's under control and getting better little by little./p

"At noon, when the Yang Qi is at its last, it is the best time to eliminate the cold and cold sword Qi."/p

Ling Feng could see the excitement on Master's face. He had waited for too long./p

Being tortured by the sword energy was the second most annoying thing in his heart. His realm was dragged down by the sword energy, falling little by little, leading to hopelessness of revenge./p

"Xiaofeng, thank you!"/p

Duanmu Qingshan raised his hand and put it on Ling Feng's shoulder. When he was at his most desperate, Ling Feng appeared, causing a huge turning point in his fate./p

"Between master and disciple, there is no need to say thank you." Ling Feng smiled lightly, he helped Duanmu Qingshan, why didn't Duanmu Qingshan help him?/p

As soon as he bowed and entered the mountain gate, he was looked down upon by the peak masters and elders, who even wanted to throw him to the outer gate./p

If Duanmu Qingshan hadn't granted him the "Questioning Immortal Qi Refining Technique", if he hadn't taught him the "Broken Star Sword Technique", if he hadn't protected him with the Jade Order of the Master, he might not be alive today./p

Everything has a cause and a result./p

"It's a pity that ten years ago, my daughter's life and death were unknown, and her whereabouts were unknown. Otherwise, as a master, I would have betrothed my daughter to you and made you my son-in-law."/p

Duanmu Qingshan sighed, picked up the wine gourd again, and drank the wine./p

"Um..." Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose, thinking that at Duanmu Qingshan's age, his daughter couldn't be younger, not to mention that with such an alcoholic father, his daughter might also be a little alcoholic!/p

"Hey, Xiaorou, Xiaorou, I don't know where you are now..."/p

Duanmu Qingshan thought of the sad past and sighed again and again./p

"Master, it is useless to think too much about the past. As long as you can break out of the formation, you can naturally find the whereabouts of your daughter."/p

Ling Feng paused and then said: "Master, please go into the courtyard first to absorb the heat of the sun. At noon, I will give you acupuncture."/p

"Yeah." Duanmu Qingshan nodded, without saying anything more, jumped up, and landed in the yard outside. He moved a bamboo chair, sat on it, and basked in the sun./p

Time passed little by little, and finally, the red sun in the sky rose to its peak, and noon was here./p

Ling Feng strode up to Duanmu Qingshan and took out a row of gold needles from his arms./p

"Master, this is the last acupuncture. I want to completely eradicate the cold sword energy from your body. There may be some severe pain, so you need to be patient."/p

"The pain in your body, no matter how painful it is, will never be more unbearable than the pain in your heart." Duanmu Qingshan smiled faintly, "Come on!"/p

Ling Feng nodded, pinched out a golden needle, and the first needle directly sealed Duanmu Qingshan's heart pulse./p

When the sword energy is eradicated, I am afraid of the risk of going berserk, so I seal Duanmu Qingshan's heart just in case./p

"Everything is up to you!"/p

Duanmu Qingshan gritted his teeth. With his heart blocked, even a master like him could only live for about thirty breaths./p

In other words, Ling Feng must complete everything within thirty breaths./p

Ling Feng didn't say anything. He stretched out his hands, held eight golden needles with both hands, and stabbed them out quickly at the heart, lungs, and heart of Duanmu Qingshan, where the cold sword energy was hidden./p

Inject the needle, change the needle, inject the needle!/p

All actions are done in one go!/p

Duanmu Qingshan was stunned for a while, eight needles were fired out at once, and they were so accurate and hit every acupoint quickly. Such eyesight and skills can simply be described as miraculous./p

He thinks that his medical skills are extraordinary. In the Tianbai Empire, he can even hold the esteemed position of Imperial Physician of the Kingdom of God. However, compared with Ling Feng, his meager medical skills are simply negligible./p

"As expected of a descendant of the Medical Saint, even though Ling Hanyang has died, his medical skills have been passed down after all."/p

Duanmu Qingshan sighed in his heart, but soon, the severe pain from his body made his mind go blank./p

Ten breaths!/p

Twenty breaths!/p

Ling Feng is racing against time. If he exceeds thirty breaths, Duanmu Qingshan will die in his own hands./p

Doctors, control life and death between their hands./p

Ling Feng's eyes narrowed, and the eight needles merged into one. His fingers were like the wind, pinching the golden needle and piercing it straight into the last acupoint./p

"Roar!"/p

From Duanmu Qingshan's mouth, he let out a roar that was like piercing the clouds and cracking the sky. You could faintly see wisps of blue-black mist spreading around his body./p

The cyan mist is the sword energy left in Duanmu Qingshan's body by the previous generation of masters./p

The black mist is the stagnation of the cold sword energy, which is the vicious force generated in Duanmu Qingshan's body./p

This last injection eliminated all the cold poisonous sword energy. From now on, Duanmu Qingshan will no longer suffer from the cold poisonous sword energy./p

"Take it!"/p

Ling Feng pinched his ten fingers and retracted all the golden needles./p

When everything is completed, thirty breaths, no more, no less, no less!/p

"Huh..."/p

Duanmu, wearing a green shirt, exhaled a long breath, and there was sweat on his forehead, but his complexion was very rosy, as if he was ten years younger./p

"I'm completely healed!"/p

When Duanmu Qingshan looked inside with his spiritual consciousness, he saw only the sea of ​​qi in his Dantian, which was clear and clear. The cold and cold sword energy that had been entangled in him for ten years was finally eradicated!/p


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