Shen Lianjing was very happy. She was eating cakes in her bamboo house with her feet up. In less than half a day, she had received fifteen thousand spiritual stones.
I'm afraid even she won't encounter this kind of business once every half a year.
Why do you feel that you have had good luck one after another since you met Lin Feng? Could this be the so-called luck?
Shen Lianjing didn't know, but it didn't stop her from happily saving people.
At this time, Yan Nanshan was about to enter the house, and Shen Lianjing stood up.
He calmed down his smiling face a little, then stretched out his right hand, a touch of green energy emerged on the white hand, and the Qingxuan hand was released.
Then with just a swipe on her face, the originally delicate and delicate appearance of a woman changed into that of an old woman with a gloomy face.
At this moment, Yan Nanshan knocked on the door with anxiety, pushed the door open, and saw an old woman in a green skirt standing in the house, staring at him with a gloomy face.
At that moment, Yan Nanshan had a toothache. Wasn't the voice just now very ethereal? Wasn't it the voice of a woman or a young woman?
Why did he find an old woman when he entered the house? Could it be that she has the art of looking good? No, the art of looking good should mean that she is good-looking. Why does her voice not change?
"Yan Nanshan, pay homage to senior." Yan Nanshan did not dare to speculate too much on Doctor Ghost Hand's thoughts, and bowed immediately.
Shen Lianjing felt happy when she saw Yan Nanshan's expression. She just liked this feeling. When she opened her mouth to speak, an old voice came out: "Okay, I don't understand the rules when I read you, please forgive me." Once. Come and lie down."
Shen Lianjing pointed to the reclining chair beside her, and Yan Nanshan lay down as instructed.
Then I saw Shen Lianjing sitting down again. First, she made a pot of tea tepidly, then added a cup for herself and began to taste it slowly.
Now Yan Nanshan couldn't stand it any longer. What's going on with this ghost hand? Why can't he just pay for the treatment? Why did he start drinking tea?
Shen Lianjing looked at Yan Nanshan who was hesitant to speak, and the smile in her eyes could hardly be suppressed. She liked to toss these so-called masters, but if she could toss Lin Feng someday, the feeling would be even better good!
Thinking of this, Shen Lianjing had an idea. In the small courtyard, the ethereal voice sounded again: "That young man leaning against the door, come in."
When Lin Feng heard this, he was stunned for a moment, what was Shen Lianjing doing?
Wouldn't it be better to save people by yourself? Do you have to call yourself?
However, Lin Feng was quite helpless as he watched the cyan cyclone slowly approaching him. He was a little curious, if he broke the cyan cyclone with a sword, would Shen Lianjing run out and fight him.
However, it was better to put away such thoughts. Lin Fengyao shook her head and walked towards the bamboo house.
After he approached, the cyan cyclone slowly spread to both sides, and finally gathered behind Lin Feng.
Opening the door, Lin Feng wanted to see what Shen Lianjing was planning to do, but unexpectedly saw Yan Nanshan lying on a recliner without daring to move.
And next to this lounge chair is... an old woman?
Lin Feng immediately opened his mouth in surprise, and then he saw the old woman suddenly blinking at him.
Only then did Lin Feng realize that this was actually Shen Lianjing's disguise. This method was quite clever. Even he didn't think it was fake at first glance.
"Ahem, I wonder why the doctor called the boy here?" Lin Feng coughed twice, thinking that he should cooperate with Shen Lianjing to see what she wanted to do.
Shen Lianjing pretended to be an old woman and said, "Young man, come and help me."
Shen Lianjing stood up with a slight stoop, and pulled Lin Feng to Yan Nanshan's side: "Come on, young man, you know what to do, right?"
Lin Feng: "???" I know what to do. What do you want to do? Tell me clearly. Stop being the Riddler.
Just when she was about to complain, Shen Lianjing sent a message: "Lin Feng, didn't you say that you caused this cold air? Now you secretly inject cold air into this old man, and I will collect the filtered cold air."
Lin Feng felt dizzy after hearing this. He turned his head in disbelief and asked, "Are you so cruel? This is an old man."
Shen Lianjing glanced at him, and replied via voice transmission: "You still have the nerve to say, isn't this old man chopped to such a degree by you, and now he's pretending to be for me?"
Lin Feng thought about it and thought it was the same. Then there would be no problem. He asked: "I don't know what I need to do, senior."
Shen Lianjing pretended to cough lightly, pointed at Yan Nanshan and said: "I need someone for my secret method to help me use my true energy to force the coldness out of his body. I see that your cultivation is not weak, so you can do it."
Lin Feng nodded, pulled up a stool and sat on Yan Nanshan's left hand side, while the old woman transformed by Shen Lianjing sat on Yan Nanshan's right hand side.
Shen Lianjing stretched out her hand, green light dispersed, and her hands turned into a phantom, dotting Yan Nanshan's arms one after another.
Waves of cold air began to flow out from Yan Nanshan's arms, as if they had been aroused. As soon as the cold air appeared, the surrounding furniture was covered with a layer of white frost.
Shen Lianjing's eyes lit up when she saw this scene. How many ice beads could this condense?
Seeing the hoarfrost around her slowly increasing, Shen Lianjing stopped wasting time and stretched out her hands, sometimes a little above Yan Nanshan's arms. The cold air continued to flow out of Yan Nanshan's body.
The cold air did not turn into hoarfrost, but continued to condense in Shen Lianjing's hands, eventually forming ice beads the size of soybeans.
Shen Lianjing stretched out her hand, green light dispersed, and her hands turned into a phantom, dotting Yan Nanshan's arms one after another.
Waves of cold air began to flow out from Yan Nanshan's arms, as if they had been aroused. As soon as the cold air appeared, the surrounding furniture was covered with a layer of white frost.
Shen Lianjing's eyes lit up when she saw this scene. How many ice beads could this condense?
Seeing the hoarfrost around her slowly increasing, Shen Lianjing stopped wasting time and stretched out her hands, sometimes a little above Yan Nanshan's arms. The cold air continued to flow out of Yan Nanshan's body.
The cold air did not turn into hoarfrost, but continued to condense in Shen Lianjing's hands, eventually forming ice beads the size of soybeans.
Shen Lianjing watched the ice beads fall into her white porcelain bottle one by one, which was much faster than when she extracted the cold energy from Lin Feng's sword energy.
When Yan Nanshan looked at Shen Lianjing's methods in front of him, his heart was shocked. It was indeed a ghost.
This cold air has been on his body for some time, and he can feel the horror of this cold air the most.
It cannot be resolved through medicine, and it will continue to swallow up his own true energy to strengthen the cold air. This is why Yan Nanshan has been unable to get rid of the cold air for many days.
If it is an ordinary cold, even if it is very cold, as long as you give it enough time, it will naturally get rid of it slowly.
The cold energy that countless people from the Luo family and the Crazy Blade Sect could not handle and could only suppress was just like a plaything in Shen Lianjing's hands.
As time went by, Yan Nanshan's face became more and more rosy, and he even felt that the bottlenecks in his body's original cultivation were beginning to loosen.
Could it be that he could be a blessing in disguise?! If this could allow him to take a step towards the Qi Transformation Realm! He would be willing to pay for another hundred thousand spirit stones!
At this time, Shen Lianjing coughed lightly again, as if she was exhausted, and the originally quick movements of her hands slowed down a bit.
Yan Nanshan quickly closed his eyes to adjust his condition and collect his mind. If the treatment failed due to his own fault, then he would not have died unjustly.
Lin Feng watched as the coldness on Yan Nanshan's body continued to disappear, and his eyes flickered a few times.
This ghost hand medical skill is indeed powerful, the cyan light is probably her unique skill, the way of controlling the cold air, and the miraculous treatment method are all impressive, but Lin Feng is still doubtful.
Then wouldn’t there be nothing to do here?
At this time, Shen Lianjing suddenly said to Lin Feng: "Don't be stunned, hurry up and put your sword energy into this old man's body, the cold energy is almost gone!"
Lin Feng looked and saw that the speed of the ice beads condensing had indeed slowed down a lot, and the cold was about to disappear.
So Lin Feng stretched out his hand and touched Yan Nanshan's arm.
Suddenly, Yan Nanshan's already rosy complexion immediately turned a bit pale.