Everyone in the division is lying down, relying on me to involute and soar up

Yun Miaomiao gave the little old man medicine, and then stood beside him.

Master An took a second look and found nothing, so he went to watch the competition.

As for the legendary Buddha, he looked at her intentionally or unintentionally, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the sect competition, except for the new disciples who can complete the competition in one day, the remaining people may have to compete for about seven days. Soon, the first day is over.

Yun Miaomiao and several others returned to Hidden Sword Peak.

After returning home, it was true as Yun Miaomiao said. After returning home, he began to give the little old man acupuncture treatment.

The little old man knew that Yun Miaomiao had cured Xue Yan before, but he didn't know that she was somewhat sure about this matter.

"Miaomiao, my hand has been disabled for many years. The sect leader said before that it can no longer be cured. How sure are you?"

"Eight points."

This hand was originally going to take care of for at least a year, but these days, using Holy Spirit Water to brew medicine, and adding the gifted hibiscus leaves, it can repair his damaged tendons to a great extent.

Now you only need to apply acupuncture to stimulate the muscles and veins, and then it will be easy to handle.

The little old man took a deep breath.

Yun Miaomiao didn't say much, and a few more silver needles appeared in her hand.

The silver needle fell on his arm. Lu Li and Xue Yan, who were beside him, held their breath and were very nervous. They didn't dare to breathe. They watched Yun Miaomiao apply the needle. The needles fell one by one. Very quickly, the little old man His body was pricked all over.

"Wait for a quarter of an hour. If there is no response from your hand after a quarter of an hour, it means failure."

Yun Miaomiao wiped the sweat from her forehead.

The three of them took a deep breath again.

I didn't dare to speak for a while.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, and soon, a hearty laughter came from outside the hall:

"Brother Qi, your disciple is really lucky. Just now the Buddhist elder told me that he thinks your disciple is talented..."

The sect leader walked in from the outside with a smile. After seeing clearly the situation in the palace, the half-sentence of his words came to an abrupt end.

"You...what are you doing?"

"Reporting to the sect leader, my junior sister is giving Master acupuncture treatment on his hands." Lu Li stepped forward. The sect leader's eyes widened and he looked at Yun Miaomiao in shock:

"You actually know how to do medicine? But his skills... are beyond repair."

"It's just a try, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." The little old man changed the subject and said, "You just said, how is my disciple?"

"Oh, I came here to tell you that your disciple performed well today. The one from the Buddha Sect paid special attention to it and said he wanted to give guidance to your disciple, Miaomiao. I wonder what you think?"

The sect master didn't pay much attention to the silver needle on the little old man's body. Hearing this, Yun Miaomiao pretended to be surprised: "Guide me? When?"

"You can do it at any time." The sect master said, patted Yun Miaomiao's shoulder, and said happily: "That person is an expert in the Mahayana period. It is good to get his guidance. You should take good care of it. I have news. I brought him here, if you are willing, you can just go to him directly tomorrow."

"Thank you, Master, I will remember it."

Yun Miaomiao nodded without comment.

The sect leader thought she had agreed, and immediately left with a smile.

The other party came and went in such a hurry that Xue Yan couldn't help but be surprised: "That elder from the Buddhist sect wants to guide our junior sister? What can he instruct as a Buddhist sect? Could it be that he plans to encourage our junior sister to become a monk?"

"We'll find out tomorrow."

Yun Miaomiao did not intend to continue this topic. She calculated the time and found that about a quarter of an hour was almost up:

"Master, try moving your hands. Can you feel them?"

The little old man tried to move, but his hands still had no feeling.

He shook his head and said helplessly: "It's okay. It doesn't matter if it can't be cured. After so many years, I have long..."

His words stopped abruptly.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated, and saw his moving fingertips at the moment when the words stopped.

The fingertips trembled slightly, and Yun Miaomiao and the other two people instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Success."

Yun Miaomiao smiled and said: "Congratulations, Master, after today, your hands only need to be soaked in medicine for three months, and they will be back to their original state."

"You...are you serious?!" The little old man's eyes widened. He had already been prepared, but now, she said...she said, his hand can be restored!

For a sword cultivator, being unable to hold a sword... is a great shame!

But now, his disciple says that if his hands can be healed, he can even recover as before!

How could this not excite him!

Yun Miaomiao pulled out the silver needle for him, nodded while doing it, and said: "Master, you must remember that within these three months, you cannot do anything. Once you do, it will most likely aggravate your injuries. It’s just really useless.”

"Okay, okay, don't worry, I will never do anything!"

The little old man nodded repeatedly.

After Yun Miaomiao pulled out the needle, she waved her hand and took out the medicine she had prepared in advance. Buckets of medicine appeared and said:

"I have already prepared the medicine. If I put it in the space, the efficacy of the medicine will not be affected. For these three months, Master, just take a dip every day and it will be fine."

Yun Miaomiao said, and took out a few more bottles of pills: "These pills must also be eaten."

The corners of the little old man's mouth were about to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun, but when he suddenly saw these medicines, his smile disappeared instantly:

"Miao Miao... Do I have to take this pill?"

"Master, this is necessary for healing. Do you want to let down your disciple?" Yun Miaomiao knew that he was afraid of hardship, but when he heard the words, he asked seriously, which made the little old man want to cry without tears. In the end, he could only endure it. I sadly accepted these bottles of elixirs.

The treatment was over, and Yun Miaomiao went back after giving some more necessary instructions.

During this period, Lu Li and Xue Yan also sent her back.

Yun Miaomiao had been tired all day, but she still didn't slack off after returning. After taking a bath and changing clothes, she practiced directly until the next morning.

Just like yesterday, Lu Li and Xue Yan came to her to participate in the competition.

Several people arrived at the place quickly.

It's just that Yun Miaomiao didn't immediately go to find the great Buddhist master.

Xue Yan reminded from the side: "Junior sister, are you too afraid to go there? If not, can I accompany you there?"

"That's not the case, I just..." Before Yun Miaomiao could finish her words, Xue Yan had already pulled her towards the great master of the Buddhist sect.

Next to the sect master, the man in cassock was very handsome, and his whole body exuded a cold and distant indifference, which added a bit of mystery to him.

Yun Miaomiao was caught off guard and was pulled over by Xue Yan.

When she got there, she couldn't speak. Xue Yan spoke first:

"My junior sister is here. I wonder if the elder has anything to guide my junior sister? I'm just listening. Elder, do you mind?"

"do not mind."

The man raised his eyes with calm eyes. He looked at Yun Miaomiao and said:

"I just have some questions that I would like to ask this fellow Taoist."

Yun Miaomiao also raised her eyes after hearing this.