Sima Rui stood up and gave his seat to Lan Qingyu. Lan Qingyu sat on the bed with her hand on Ling Yunzhi's pulse.

After Lan Qingyu withdrew her hand, a gleam of joy flashed across her cold eyes, "Sure enough, the poison on the skin and flesh has been removed from the body. The situation is indeed much better, with much less poison. However, there is still toxin slowly growing in the meridians and internal organs, and the poison is moving along the meridians towards the sea of ​​consciousness."

"What?" Sima Rui exclaimed. The sea of ​​consciousness is the most important thing for a cultivator, just like the dantian. If he, Ling Yunzhi, has no talent, then he will have no talent. Even if he has a dantian, it will be a waste.

If the strongest man of the Beiao Dynasty, who has always been respected by everyone, loses his sea of ​​consciousness, it would be better for him to die.

This is a very serious matter.

"Don't worry, I will detoxify him right away. I will try my best to completely eliminate the poison in one go." Lan Qingyu's cold face was full of seriousness.

"Little Feather, don't worry, your husband will take care of you." Mo Yao comforted.

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Soon, Lan Qingyu took out the Phantom Needle and this time took out a Resurrection Pill.

Lan Qingyu asked Sima Rui to help Ling Yunzhi up, and asked Sima Rui to take off Ling Yunzhi's clothes, leaving only his underwear.

Mo Yao's black eyes flickered, and his handsome face fell. He silently told himself that Xiao Yuma was treating people and detoxifying them, and she didn't do it on purpose.

Besides, why would a great Demon Emperor like him bother with a dying man? Wouldn't that be degrading to his status?

When Sima Rui heard Lan Qingyu's words, he silently glanced at the man next to him who was already starting to exude coldness. Seeing that Mo Yao didn't object, he gritted his teeth, walked forward, and took off Ling Yunzhi's clothes.

Ling Yunzhi was now only wearing a pair of underwear, lying naked on the bed.

Lan Qingyu was now fully focused on curing Ling Yunzhi and really didn't notice Mo Yao's increasingly dark complexion. When Mo Yao saw Lan Qingyu's expression, he knew that this heartless woman had forgotten about him and was only concentrating on detoxifying herself.

Lan Qingyu took out the Phantom Needle and placed it on the side of the bed. She pulled out a silver needle with her slender jade hand and slowly inserted the silver needle into Ling Yunzhi's body with her vital energy.

She was extremely serious. When Mo Yao and the others saw Lan Qingyu inserting the needle, they held their breath and their eyes followed the silver needle in Lan Qingyu's hand. It was so quiet here that they could even hear each other's breathing.

She gave Ling Yunzhi acupuncture. Silver needles emitting a sharp cold light were inserted into various meridians of Ling Yunzhi's body one by one, leaving no part of his body untouched. It was not easy to completely remove the poison, especially since Ling Yunzhi's condition was not comparable to that of Bei Ming Xiyu and others before.

This is much more tricky, but Lan Qingyu will not allow himself to make any mistakes. If he gives a wrong injection, Ling Yunzhi will really die.

But fortunately, Ling Yunzhi is also lucky, because she now has the power of resuscitation. With this power of resuscitation, Ling Yunzhi will get better soon.

The effect of this resurrection power combined with the phantom needle will definitely be different.

Lan Qingyu held his mind tense, his eyes sharp as torches, and he found the acupuncture points one by one. After finding the right points, he inserted the needles carefully.

There are so many acupuncture points on the human body, and it would take a lot of time to pierce all of them.

However, Lan Qingyu's speed soon became so fast that it was dazzling, and he did not make any mistakes.

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