After a little hesitation, Ling Zongdao nodded and agreed.
Poor Ebony Yuan, who was lying on the bed at this time, was heartbroken as he listened to the conversation between the two.
Why does it sound like you have suddenly become a lab rat?
Then Yun Yi began to acupuncture Wumu Yuan, and explained to Ling Zongdao the specific acupuncture points he applied each acupuncture, and the depth of the acupuncture. The whole process was explained very carefully. Ling Zongdao also learned humbly, nodding or
Shake your head to express whether you understand.
After Yun Yi used the first Tribulation Acupuncture on Wumu Yuan, he then asked Ling Zongdao to use the second acupuncture.
After Ling Zongdao finished using the Tribulation Needle, Ebony Yuan spat out black, foul-smelling blood.
Everyone knows that this is detoxification.
The disciple brought some water for him to rinse his mouth. Ebony Yuan also felt comfortable all over. At this time, he looked at Yun Yi with a bit of gratitude.
I was hesitating in my heart, should I thank Yun Yi?
At this time, Ling Zongdao said excitedly: "This tribulation needle is really amazing, Yun Yi, it will only be effective when the second needle is used, will the mountain master detoxify?
"no."
Yun Yi shook his head and said: "I was able to get the toxins out of his body with the first acupuncture."
"Then I gave the second injection to consolidate the effect?"
"no."
Yun Yi still shook his head and said: "I saved one hand for the first acupuncture. Otherwise, after I administered the first acupuncture, you would have no chance to practice this tribulation acupuncture."
"this......"
Ling Zongdao became embarrassed.
Ebony Yuan originally wanted to say thank you but couldn't say it at this time. Sure enough, he is just a poor little white mouse!
Everyone also felt dumbfounded.
But no matter what, Yun Yi saved Wu Muyuan's life, so everyone was only grateful to Yun Yi.
"who are you?"
Suddenly, a Qingcheng Mountain disciple's exclamation came from outside the door, followed by loud rumbling noises one after another, as if someone fell to the ground.
Su Muqiu frowned and said, "Xiao Jin, go and see what's going on."
"Yes, senior sister."
A young disciple in his late teens agreed and walked out.
Soon, the young disciple came back and said to Su Muqiu nervously: "Senior Sister, several people came outside, and our people couldn't stop them at all. They were all knocked to the ground."
"They, they also said that Master should go out and meet them, otherwise they would destroy our Qingcheng Mountain."
"What?"
Everyone exclaimed, judging from the trembling look on the young disciple's face, what the other party said was probably going to be much more unpleasant.
Who dares to come to Qingcheng Mountain to cause trouble?
Then, a slightly hoarse voice came from outside the door, "Ebony Yuan, get out of here, otherwise no one will be able to help you cure your poison. In less than half an hour, even Daluo Jinxian won't be able to save you."
"
A person with three evil ways?
Everyone looked at each other and naturally guessed the identity of the person coming.
This Sansha Dao person didn't even mention poisoning Wu Muyuan, but now he comes directly to his door. Isn't this too arrogant?
The person outside the door continued to say at this time: "I am the third evil in the Black Wind Sect's Seven Killings. If you are wise, please hand over the Fiery Ice Crystal as soon as possible, otherwise I will personally smash your shabby Qingcheng Mountain today."