Legend of Qingling Dance

Chapter 141
"Is this... divine art?" Lin Hongbi was dumbfounded.

The milky white light scattered in all directions is like the aura of divine magic.

"It's the spiritual sequence of the heavenly magic spell "Awakening Light". And it can only be used once. It is cast with his own spiritual core. If you need to cast it a second time, you need to do the needle again."

Qingning paused, and explained in detail.

Lin Hongbi understood for a moment and understood.

The reason why the Nine-Function-inch Golden Needle can be treated at a higher level is because it stimulates the nine acupoints on the heart with the golden needle, and generates spiritual fluctuations to stimulate the spiritual core, which causes the spiritual core to cast a high-level spiritual power map sequence, thereby healing the wounded. By.

Although this principle is simple and clear, if it is not for someone who is extremely proficient in both magical and medical techniques, he will never be able to create such an exquisite acupuncture technique!
First of all, the order of high-level divine art diagrams is by no means easy to obtain!
Even if it is possible, one must be able to understand clearly, and use acupuncture to imitate the fluctuations of the spiritual power of the divine arts in the body one by one, and form the corresponding formulas.

This is even more difficult!
Thinking of this, Lin Hongbi's gaze towards Qingning has changed a lot!
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and sighed slightly: "Master's acupuncture method is really exquisite!"

Qingning took out a pen and paper from the medical box, wrote down the acupuncture method of "Awakening Light", and handed it to Lin Hongbi: "If a heavenly magician is here, this kind of injury can be cured after one or two treatments. Good. But with the nine-inch gold needles, it takes about four to five times. This pair of gold needles is also reserved for you, brother, you can practice slowly. There is an interval of two hours between each time."

Lin Hongbi nodded and took it: "Thank you, Junior Sister!"

Seeing that Qing Ning was sweating profusely and panting slightly, he knew that using the nine-inch golden needles would consume a lot of energy, so he thoughtfully said: "Junior Sister, go and rest for a while, as long as there is a senior brother here."

Qing Ning went to the side room to rest for a while, and then came back to look at the injured.

The surface of the wound has healed, and the pulse condition has stabilized a lot.

Lin Hongbi has a solid foundation in medical skills, excellent acupuncture techniques, and understanding. He didn't need Qing Ning's extra guidance, and the second time he performed the acupuncture, he succeeded in the first attempt.

Watching the milky white light of spiritual power slowly overflowing from the wounded body, Lin Hongbi couldn't believe it: "It was done in one go. It turns out that senior brother's talent is not bad."

Qing Ning praised: "Brother's talent is naturally much stronger than mine. When I was young, my father forced me to practice over and over again, so I learned it."

"Where? The senior brother is much worse than the junior sister. I will ask the junior sister for more advice later." Lin Hongbi said sincerely.

"Brother, you are welcome. When you are free, you can compete with me." Qing Ning was also very modest and polite.

"Oh, it's so boring. Brothers and sisters, you let me in, I let you in, and the baby will be born if it's someone else. This doctor Lin is very boring." Xiang Xiaoyu tugged at the little fat baby's ears listlessly: "Little fat man, don't you think so?"

As soon as the little fat boy stepped aside, he glanced at her angrily: "Speak well, don't bully children."

"Shouldn't you just pull your ears? Cheapskate." Xiang Xiaoyu pouted: "Let's go, I'm going back. It's boring."

"Wait a while. It has a strange smell." The little fat boy sniffed, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"What does it taste like? Food?" Xiang Xiaoyu asked nonchalantly.

"Food? You may be a little promising?" The little fat baby gave her a contemptuous look.

"Are you still talking about me? Who gnawed on chicken feet and pig's trotters all day long?" Xiang Xiaoyu said angrily.

The chubby baby dragged Xiang Xiaoyu to hide from left to right, and after half a stick of incense time, a white stone house appeared in front of the two of them.

The little fat boy sniffed again, and said with certainty, "This is it."

Xiang Xiaoyu also shrugged her petite nose vigorously, curled her lips and said, "Are you a Xishan spirit dog? You can smell something from this far away? Why don't I smell anything?"

The little chubby boy sniffed again, his immature chubby face was very solemn: "The smell here is very strange."

Xiang Xiaoyu stretched out his hand to grab his ear again: "Don't be surprised! I can't smell anything!"

The little chubby boy flashed again: "Don't pull it! How decent is it to use hands and feet!"

Xiang Xiaoyu stretched out his hand and didn't grab it, he was very annoyed: "What a shame! I just want to grab you! I'll grab you! I'll grab you! What's the matter?"

"Stupid woman, please keep your voice down, with your brain like a Yinhe pig spirit beast, how did you grow up so big and not be beaten to death?" The little fat boy turned around and covered her mouth!

"You don't care about me..." Xiang Xiaoyu suddenly stopped talking, as if there was a stare that seemed to fall on her body, making her shiver all over!
This faint stare swept over their hiding places, paused for a while, and then slowly disappeared.

Xiang Xiaoyu immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

She poked her head out slightly, only to see the guard in the distance kneeling on the ground.

She turned her beautiful eyes, and said suspiciously: "Who is here? Could it be King Hui? There are experts in his entourage."

"What should I do?" she asked the little fat boy.

The little fat baby looked at her with eyes like an idiot.

"Let's go first." Xiang Xiaoyu said sullenly: "A broken medical clinic has become a dragon's pool and a tiger's den... How unreasonable it is."

It was King Hui and his party who came to the clinic in regular clothes.

Walking in the middle is King Hui Zhou Daiting.

He was about twenty-seven and eight years old, with a slender build and a handsome face.

Even if he was only wearing the ordinary clothes of an ordinary nobleman, it was hard to hide his dignified and majestic demeanor.

People in the palace often commented that His Highness Prince Hui is the best among all the princes in terms of appearance and demeanor.Even the crown prince Zhou Daijin couldn't match.

"It's her?" King Hui looked back at the gate of the clinic, frowning slightly.

"Do you need your subordinates to silence you?" The young guard on his right stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

"Don't touch her." Hui Wang shook his head and said, "There is still one important thing that needs to be done by her. Besides, she can't detect anything."

The young guard responded and took a step back.

"That child is a bit weird." Behind King Hui, someone said again.

This is a middle-aged man, with a slightly gloomy complexion, as if there is always an unresolved cloud of melancholy hanging over his brows, making his entire face droop, which is very uncomfortable at first glance.

"Go and find out." King Hui glanced sideways at the young guard.

"Your Highness, let Chi Liuguang go with you. After all, he has stayed with Panmu for many years and has seen a lot." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

King Hui nodded.

A group of people walked slowly into the room where the wounded were placed. Qing Ning had already taken refuge in the wing room. Only Lin Hongbi and a few doctors were in the room.

"How?" King Hui asked in a deep voice.

"Report to Your Highness, the rumor is true." Lin Hongbi bent down and replied respectfully.

King Hui nodded slightly, turned to the middle-aged man, and cupped his hands: "Mr. Xuan Jiu is really brilliant."

This middle-aged man was exactly Xuan Jiu who stayed overnight in the study of Qing Ning's home.

(End of this chapter)