Medicine King Feng Qingyun Dan's words made all the Tianji masters look at each other, but they dared not speak in anger.
Even the Temple of Heaven would not dare to offend the pinnacle doctor of the Ren Clan Demon Temple.
After all, as long as a person is alive, he will inevitably have some physical condition. If one day he gets a terminal illness, and the King of Medicine refuses to take his personal revenge, wouldn't it mean that he will die and ascend to heaven?
Therefore, in this era, the alchemist is different from other professions. It is not only rare, but also related to the body and life.
"King of Medicine, please tell me about the situation of the spiritual ancestor."
Master Penglai couldn't wait any longer and asked anxiously.
"It's nothing serious. I will treat her well. If the doctor here today is not me but someone else, there will be nothing we can do to save her."
"The King of Medicine helped the Lingzu, and the Temple of Heaven will definitely remember this kindness. He also asked the King of Medicine to diagnose and treat the Lingzu from water and fire. The disciples in Penglai and the Temple of Heaven are all very grateful."
Master Penglai bowed his head and spoke piously and authentically.
The King of Medicine looked at the lowered back of Master Penglai's head and narrowed his eyes. There was a cunning look in his eyes. He could tell at a glance that he was a cunning fox.
"Several bones in Qin Lingzu's body were pierced by sharp objects. Before the bones healed, they had to use marrow-washing needles to prick the acupoints. In this way, after the bone healing is completed, Qin Lingzu can recover as before. Otherwise, he will definitely leave scars that will last a lifetime.
Sequelae.”
Yao Wang was serious and authentic.
Hearing this, Master Penglai was half confused and half understood.
As the saying goes, there are specialties in medicine, and King Yao is proficient in pharmacology. Master Penglai has made achievements in the field of heavenly secrets. When I heard this, I just felt confused and subconsciously thought that in terms of refining medicine, King Yao's words were the truth.
Master Penglai said: "Master Medicine King, without further ado, please treat me as soon as possible. If you are missing anything, just come to me."
"Um."
The King of Medicine had an inscrutable look on his face, and he pretended to take out a folded piece of paper from his sleeve and threw it to Master Penglai: "Find these medicinal materials."
Master Penglai opened the paper and read it again, and asked curiously: "Master Medicine King, aren't these medicinal materials for healing the soul and spirit?"
What Lingzu suffered was his bones and vitality..." "Do you know why I became the King of Medicine?"
The King of Medicine asked.
Master Penglai said: "Super high medical skills."
"Correct answer."
The King of Medicine continued to brainwash Master Penglai: "Super high medical skills come from not taking the usual path. For example, Qin Lingzu's bone disease, if I use these medicinal materials to treat it, it will have unexpected effects.
Moreover, your spirit ancestor was so angry that someone vomited blood and fainted just now. You really need to replenish your soul. This cannot be ignored."
Master Penglai's mouth twitched.
Isn't it you, King of Medicine, who made Qin Lingzu faint with anger?
However, he felt that King Yao's words were reasonable, so Master Penglai didn't say much and kept the medicinal materials information given by King Yao properly. His gray old eyes were a little confused.
Was this medicinal material information prepared in advance by the King of Medicine?
The King of Medicine knew how to prescribe medicinal materials before he saw Qin Lingzu’s physical condition?
Master Penglai looked at the King of Medicine, and his enthusiasm for worship was like the water of the Yellow River.
Unexpectedly, in addition to his superb medical skills, the King of Medicine also had the ability to predict the unknown. He knew what medicinal materials to prepare before even seeing Qin Lingzu.
When the Medicine King took out the marrow-cleansing needle from the medicine box, he showed a deep thought. He had been looking for medicinal materials to refine the God-Gathering Pill for the girl to repair the damaged soul with the ten spirit-eliminating needles inserted into it.
It happened that the medicinal materials were used up during this period and new medicinal materials were needed to refine it.
Even though the God-Gathering Pill is small, it consumes many precious medicinal materials.
The King of Medicine was worrying about where to go to get the medicinal materials, but unexpectedly someone came to deliver the medicine to his door.
Medicine King stood in front of the window, holding a marrow washing needle in his hand, and inserted it accurately into the gap between Qin Lingzu's broken bones.
"ah!"
When the marrow washing needle was inserted along the skin, meridians, and acupuncture points, it squeezed into the bone cracks.
The fainted Qin Lingzu screamed, his body arched slightly, he was covered in sweat, and there was blood on the corner of his mouth.
Her widened eyes were bloodshot, and she stared angrily at the King of Medicine.
"Qin Lingzu, please bear with me. I'm treating you. If you don't bear the pain of the marrow washing needle, you won't be able to get out of bed in the future."
After the King of Medicine said this, Qin Lingzu put away his anger and bit his lip tightly, barely able to withstand the pain of the marrow cleansing needle.
King Yao took out another marrow cleaning needle and inserted it into another crack in Qin Lingzu's bone.
"Ahhh!"
Qin Lingzu screamed repeatedly.
The King of Medicine was as still as a mountain, with his eyes lowered, looking completely attentive.
But I was muttering in my heart: If I let an old guy like you bully a little girl, I won't be able to kill you.
With the medicine king's medical skills, it was a matter of minutes to cure Qin Lingzu, and there was no need for marrow washing needles at all.
It's just that the King of Medicine saw that Qin Lingzu's hands were itchy, and he couldn't feel well without a few injections.
If Qingge were here, he would definitely be surprised that King Yao was probably named Rong in his previous life.
The King of Medicine inserted marrow-cleansing needles into Qin Lingzu's body densely, and those who watched were covered in cold sweat.
A few Tianji masters who had some knowledge of medicine asked: "King of Medicine, there may be something wrong with this method of inserting the marrow washing needle."
King Yao breathed out his nostrils, snorted a few times, looked over lazily, and asked: "I am saving people, do I need to ask you?
How about I go back and leave Qin Lingzu for you to rescue."
Let's see what you can do.
He is the mighty medicine king, can he make mistakes?
You can't kill Qin Lingzu, so why are you making such a fuss?
Even if he was stabbed to death, it was Qin Lingzu's fate and it was none of his business.
Yao Wang thought for a while and injected a few more needles. The scalps of the Tianji masters who were watching were numb.
Qin Lingzu fainted from the pain, and the King of Medicine would try to make Qin Lingzu regain his consciousness. He said, "Lingzu, only when you are awake can the marrow washing needle exert its greatest effect. Otherwise, all the pain in your body will be lost."
The marrow cleansing needles were all in vain, and I have to do it all over again."
Hearing the word "do it again", the onlookers' scalps went numb, and Qin Lingzu, who was lying on the bed with a marrow-cleansing needle inserted into his body, was even more horrified. He had no choice but to hold on and endure the pain of the marrow-cleansing needle.
As the night passed, King Yao pulled out the marrow-cleansing needles one by one. Just when Qin Lingzu and the Tianji masters thought they were over it, King Yao took out a new set of marrow-cleansing needles and planned to prick Qin Lingzu's body.
Qin Lingzu's face was filled with fear.
"Lord Yao Wang, hasn't the marrow cleaning needle already pricked the acupoint?
This is... again?"
Master Tianji asked.
The King of Medicine rolled his eyes at the person who spoke, "It takes three rounds of the marrow washing needle to be considered complete, not just one."
The Tianji Master was terrified.
Three rounds?
Just thinking about it is... so scary! "No!"
Qin Lingzu screamed.
Medicine King's brows were gentle and his voice was calm: "Lingzu, you have persisted for one round, are you sure you want to give up halfway now?"
"If you can't hold on, forget it. I also know the pain of marrow washing acupuncture, but marrow washing acupuncture is the most effective method."
"If there is no marrow washing needle, your cracked bone will still have gaps even after it heals, and dead blood will flow into the bone. If you don't use the marrow washing needle to remove it, the consequences will be disastrous."
"The sequelae will last a lifetime. Your Tianji Dao will also need the power of your bone marrow in the future. By then, I'm afraid it will be difficult to break through."
"That's all, if you can't persist, then try other treatment methods."
The Medicine King said, making a gesture to put the taken out marrow washing needle back into the medicine box.
"Go on."
Qin Lingzu's words interrupted King Yao's movements. King Yao took the marrow washing needle and asked again: "Lingzu, are you sure?"
"Well, continue."
Qin Lingzu gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and waited for the second round of marrow washing needles.
King Yao took out the marrow washing needles and inserted them into Qin Lingzu's body one by one.
From the huge Temple of Heaven, Qin Lingzu screamed in pain like a wild beast.
After removing the marrow washing needle again, Yaowang immediately replaced it with the third round of marrow washing needles.
When the last marrow cleaning needle was taken out from Qin Lingzu's body, Qin Lingzu had completely fainted and died on the bed.
Qin Lingzu's whole body was cold, his neck and cheeks were even green.
There was a fleeting coldness in Yaowang's eyes.
Soon, the Medicine King returned to normal, packed up the medicine box, walked out of the room, and said, "When Penglai has collected the required medicinal materials, come back to me. During this period, let Lingzu rest."
After Medicine King walked out of the Temple of Heaven, he was wondering if the little girl should give him a chicken drumstick as a reward for doing such a beautiful job.