Between the old man's finger and the Yangzi Vein Gate, circles of faint ripples appeared, causing the surrounding space to deform slightly. Until the old man's finger pressed on the Vein Gate, the ripples suddenly expanded, and then suddenly disappeared.
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Mo Di looked in a daze, but from the fact that the old man used one finger to take the pulse, we could tell that he was not simple. Most people take pulses with three fingers, relying on different fingers to feel the changes in the pulse. If he did not have extremely high medical skills, he would never be able to take the pulse.
I know how to take pulses with one finger.
The old man closed his eyes, feeling the beating of Yangzi's pulse, and was silent. After a moment, he opened his eyes, raised his finger, flicked it lightly, and made a crisp sound, pulling the King's Zhi that clung to his finger.
Throw away the anger.
"She was injured by a strong person at the level of the Spirit King, right?" the old man asked.
Mo Di was very shocked. He didn't expect his diagnosis to be so accurate, so he nodded and replied: "Yes, it was the injury caused by King Ling."
"If my guess is correct, it was King Xiang who hurt her."
This time it was Zhao Maner's turn to be surprised. She asked: "Grandpa, how did you know?"
The old man replied: "This is very simple. The spiritual energy in her body is very domineering and powerful. It must come from a spiritual king who is in his glory. And among all the powerful spiritual kings nearby, I am afraid that only King Xiang is the most suitable.
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Both Mo Di and Zhao Man'er suddenly realized it. They didn't expect that the old man's analysis was accurate at all, and they were very impressed.
"King Xiang used his own spiritual energy to interfere with the movement of this girl's spiritual energy, so that not only would she be unable to continue her spiritual practice, but she would also slowly exhaust her spiritual energy and eventually die in pain. This is a very sinister method. However, I have some
I don’t understand. It is said that after King Xiang hurt her, she would lose consciousness soon because the spiritual energy could not return to her Dantian. Why did she become ill now?"
Zhao Man'er said: "Grandpa, this is the second time she has relapsed."
"The second time? One time was enough to kill her. How could there be a second chance? Then he seemed to understand what was going on. He looked at Zhao Man'er and said: "It must be what you thought of, right? Let you learn medical skills.
If you didn't study hard when you were young, how dare you save people with your three-legged cat skills? You're lucky if you don't harm anyone. Tell me, what method did you use?"
Zhao Man'er said: "Has any grandfather said this about his own granddaughter? Are you my biological grandfather? Well, I won't argue with you anymore. I first used the suppression method and planned to use more powerful spiritual energy to suppress the king.
But it didn't work. Later, I remembered that you seemed to have memorized a way to relieve the qi, so I tried this method, and unexpectedly it actually saved her life."
The old man nodded and said: "Okay! Looking at her situation, it is indeed better to block it than to open it up. Her body is already very weak. If you forcibly suppress this king's energy with external force, it is equivalent to injecting the third spiritual energy into her body. This way
It will only make her die faster. And using the method of diversion will only
Just like Dayu controlled the floods, he led the floods into the rivers and seas, and the floods naturally receded. If you drain the king's spiritual energy from her body, her spiritual energy can flow back to her Dantian, and everything will be fine. Haha, as expected.
She is my good granddaughter, and this method is very useful."
The old man frowned, as if he suddenly remembered something, and asked: "That's not right, isn't that right?"
"What's wrong?" When grandpa said this, Zhao Man'er was at a loss.
"The King's Qi is so overbearing. If a strong spiritual practitioner doesn't help her with the Qi, she will be injured by the King's Qi, which is extremely dangerous. Who helped her to transfer the Qi?" He looked at Zhao Man'er and then at Mo.
Dee.
"It was Mr. Mo who helped her get rid of her anger."
"What? Did you help him get rid of his anger?" The old man looked at Mo Di in surprise. He saw that Mo Di was just a spiritual disciple and did not have this ability at all.
Mo Di nodded and said, "That's me."
"Nonsense! It's just nonsense! Do you know that if something goes wrong, not only will you not be able to save her, but it will also cost you your life." The old man was very angry.
"The situation was urgent. If we didn't save her, she would die soon, so we had to take the risk and give it a try." Mo Di answered truthfully.
Zhao Man'er helped Mo Di and continued: "Yes, if we don't save her, how can she survive until now. Grandpa, don't talk about this. Think of a way. Is there any other way to save her now? With your help, there is no need.
Mr. Mo is taking another risk."
The old man shook his head and said: "I have no other way, this is already the best way."
"Are you lying? Aren't you a great pharmacist? Why can't you do anything about it?"
The old man's expression changed and he scolded: "Girl, what nonsense are you talking about!" Zhao Man'er was so frightened that she stuck out her tongue and quickly shut up.
When Mo Di heard the words "Great Pharmacist", he was extremely shocked. The Great Pharmacist is the best among pharmacists, and only those who have reached the pinnacle of medical skills are worthy of being called "Great Pharmacist". This seemingly inconspicuous old man, actually
It was a great pharmacist, which was really unexpected. He suppressed the surprise in his heart and said, "Miss Zhao, I'd better try it again. With the experience last time, there will be no problem."
"But..." Zhao Man'er wanted to stop Mo Di.
Mo Di said: "Don't worry, I will protect myself."
"Grandpa..." Zhao Man'er still wanted her grandpa to help.
The great pharmacist said: "Don't worry, Mr. Mo will definitely not have any problems as long as I am here." When he said this, he looked at Zhao Man'er with a strange look, as if he could see through her thoughts, which made Zhao Man'er feel a little flustered.
Mo Di sat cross-legged opposite Yang Zi and put his hands on her shoulders. He looked at Zhao Man'er and blinked, not wanting to worry Zhao Man'er. Then he closed his eyes, blocking off his perception of the outside world and focusing all his attention on her.
Put it on the Qi.
The old pharmacist stood next to Mo Di, ready to take action as soon as possible.
Mo Di had the experience from the last time, and he was familiar with it this time. He treated it exactly according to the method last time, and transferred the king's spiritual energy from Yang Zi's body into his own body.
As soon as this king's spiritual energy entered Mo Di's body, the foundation-building spirit beads in his Dantian reacted. They immediately woke up as if they had smelled delicious food. It slowly rotated, and a thin mist emanated from it, shrouding the surroundings.
around it.
The king's spiritual energy was fierce, rushing into the dantian forcefully, plunging into the thin mist, and entangled around the foundation-building spirit beads.
The Foundation Establishment Spiritual Pearl was spinning around, shaking violently, and a circle of ripples rippled out. Wherever it passed, the king's aura couldn't help but tremble, and the violence suddenly disappeared, and it was sucked into the Foundation Establishment Spirit Pearl obediently.
The old pharmacist also felt this slight turbulence. He looked at Mo Di with a somewhat complicated look, and wondered in his heart: What is this young man doing? Why does he have such a strong feeling?
The inside of the foundation-building spirit bead is still as hot as magma, and the waves of heat are rolling, making the king's aura more tamed. In the fiery red magma, the little insect is still swimming leisurely, puffing and puffing from time to time.
Take the king's aura and refine it bit by bit...
When the old pharmacist saw that Mo Di was completely able to control the complex Qi-transferring method, his doubts became even greater. This young man's surname was Mo. Was he somehow related to the Mo family in Guzhu?
"Grandpa, what are you thinking about?" Zhao Maner seemed to have something on her mind when she saw her grandfather.
"Nothing, what, are you okay?"
Zhao Maner whispered: "Grandpa, I have a secret, do you want to hear it?"
"Oh? What secret?"
Zhao Man'er pursed her lips towards Yang and said, "Guess who she is?"
The old pharmacist looked at Yang Zi carefully and said: "When I first saw her, I felt a little familiar, as if I had seen her before somewhere. Huh? Could it be that she is..." He pointed to the Imperial City
The direction was not mentioned further.
Zhao Man'er nodded and whispered: "You guessed it right, she is the princess of Da Qin, Princess Yangzi."
The old pharmacist said: "No wonder she looks so familiar. I have seen her before, but she was still young at that time."
"She went to assassinate King Xiang, and was injured by King Xiang."
"So that's it. She wants revenge, but it's not easy when she's alone." Knowing Yang Zi's identity, the old pharmacist felt a little uneasy.
Mo Di completed the Qi transfer, and this time he transferred nearly 50% of the king's Qi, which was much more than expected. Yang Zi's face gradually returned to normal, everything was safe, but he was still in a drowsy state.
It was getting late, so Zhao Maner moved Mo Di to live in another room. Mo Di did not dare to relax for a moment at night, and continued to meditate cross-legged on the bed, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Absorbing spiritual energy is the process of accumulating energy. One day, these savings will be
It will bring many unexpected gains.
Mo Di discovered that the spiritual energy emitted by the Foundation Establishment Spiritual Pearl was much richer than before, and the spiritual energy was also a little different. It seemed to have a shadow of the aura of a king. This was indeed an unexpected gain. Also, he felt that the spiritual energy in Xianyang City was stronger than before.
Other places are much richer and it is indeed a good place for spiritual practice.
After an unknown amount of time, Mo Di finally woke up from this state. He jumped out of bed and stretched his muscles. His whole body felt indescribably comfortable. He walked out of the house and walked around in the front yard.
, didn’t see anyone, so he went to the backyard.
Some bamboos are planted along the front wall of the backyard, which makes it look fresher and more elegant, adding a bit of interest to the small courtyard.
Mo Di heard someone talking in a house. Since he had the Foundation Establishment Spirit Bead, his ears have become better. Although the voice of the person in the house is low, it still reaches his ears clearly.
The old pharmacist said: "You girl, you just don't make people worry. How many times have I told you to take the self-defense medicine I prepared for you when you go out? If anyone dares to harm you, just use a little bit and he will definitely die.
Damn it, Chu Jun is nothing like that!"
Zhao Man'er said: "Those are all harmful things, I'm too lazy to bring them. Grandpa, if you spend all your time doing these poisonous water and poisonous powders, you might as well not come up with more prescriptions to cure diseases and save people. This is what we should do."
You look like this, you are no longer a pharmacist, you are simply a poison master."
The old man was asked about the pain point by Zhao Man'er, and said sternly: "Medicine is medicine, there is no difference between poison and good medicine. It is the same medicine, it can save people, but it can also harm people. Do you think it is good medicine or poison? There is no medicine.
Wrong, it is the person who is taking the medicine who is wrong. Alas, I have told you so many times, but you still don’t understand this truth.”
Zhao Man'er saw that she couldn't talk to him, so she avoided the topic and said, "Okay, okay, there are a lot of reasons. When I'm not around, no outsiders will come to the house. People are also worried about you."
The old man coughed and said, "Huh, two blind soldiers came yesterday and wanted to come in and blackmail them, but I gave them a little lesson."
After hearing this, Zhao Maner looked around worriedly and said, "What did you do to them?"
The old man chuckled, looked at a small bucket next to him and said, "Well, here they are. These two are fat and have a lot of oil and water, so they are best used for watering vegetables."
This bucket was at Zhao Man'er's feet. There were half a bucket of black oily water. Who would have thought that it was made by two people! She couldn't help but hide to the side, covered her mouth and nose with her hands, and said: "Grandpa, why are you killing people again?"
Woolen cloth?"
Dad said: "If they don't offend me, I won't offend them. They are seeking death. If they discover our secret, can you and I still survive? I have to do this as a last resort."
When Mo Di heard this, he couldn't help but become confused. Yesterday, when Zhao Man'er accidentally said that the old man was a great pharmacist, he seemed to be avoiding the question. Now it seems that he doesn't want outsiders to know his identity, as if he is avoiding something.
, or keep some secret.
Mo Di thought that listening to the two talking here would make people suspicious if he was discovered, so he turned around and left. But the subsequent conversation in the room forced him to stay.
The old pharmacist said: "These two people can't live here anymore, and we can't let them know our identities. You can find a reason to let them go tomorrow."
Zhao Man'er said: "They are all my friends, Mr. Mo is still my savior, how can I let him go!" Judging from the tone, she was angry.
The old man hummed: "If we let them live any longer, we will be exposed, and by then it will be too late to cause death. From now on, you are not allowed to interact with them, remember?"
"How can you say it is so serious? I don't believe it."
"Be careful with the ten thousand year ship, otherwise our efforts for so many years will be in vain. In Xianyang City, there are many people who know this princess. How many days can you hide her? If King Xiang finds out, he will not only kill her
, let’s not even think about running away.”
"Then when she gets better, why don't we just let her go? Mr. Mo is definitely fine. He is unfamiliar with the place here and is still a spiritual disciple. Who will pay attention to him?"
"Silly girl, if my guess is correct, I'm afraid this Mr. Mo is not a fuel-efficient person, and his background is even more terrifying." (To be continued)