"Since you can't save me, then forget it.”
" Impossible," Yan Shisan said indifferently." You want me to put down my sword?"”
Hu Qingniu seemed to recall the past and sighed,""Is fame and fortune really that important to you? Back then, you could even let go of your uncle, so why…"
Yan Thirteen interrupted Hu Qingniu,""My uncle abandoned the honor of the family, but that doesn't mean I will.”
" Hu Qingniu," Ye Hao laughed." You just said that if Yan Shisan doesn't give up on the 'Thirteen Life-Taking Swords', even the gods can't save him?"”
Ye Hao's questioning attitude obviously touched Hu Qingniu's pride as a divine doctor.
He snorted coldly." It might be an exaggeration to say that even immortals can't save him. But it's absolutely impossible for anyone. Even if Hua Tuo is reborn or Bian Que is reborn, it's the same."”
"That's not necessarily true," Ye Hao said with a smile.”
Then, Ye Hao slowly walked to Yan Shisan and said with an unquestionable determination,""Take off your shirt."
Yan Shisan looked at Ye Hao and saw that he was not joking. He took off his shirt and revealed his muscular upper body.
Due to the corrosion of the sword Qi, Yan Shisan's body was covered in black special patterns, giving off a strange feeling.
"This is the bruise caused by the Sword Qi of the Thirteen Lethal Swords wreaking havoc in the body, cutting through the meridians and flesh.”
"Judging from these bruises, his problem is even more serious than his uncle's," Hu Qingniu sighed.”
Ye Hao took out the silver needles from the cloth bag and stopped talking to Hu Qingniu.
The moment the silver needle touched his hand, Ye Hao's eyes became exceptionally focused.
It was as if there was nothing else in the world except Yan Shisan, the sick man, and the countless life-threatening sword Qi that was wreaking havoc in his body.
" Mochou, protect me." Ye Hao took a deep breath, his body emitting an extremely powerful and vigorous aura.
Ang!
A faint dragon's roar sounded inside Ye Hao's body.
A huge blood dragon elephant rose behind Ye Hao.
The originally silver needle in Ye Hao's hand turned red under the influence of the Dragon and Elephant Prison Zhen Qi, emitting a scorching aura.
"Zhen Qi Condensing Needle, what a powerful Zhen Qi control ability.”
Even someone as proud as Hu Qingniu felt deep admiration for Ye Hao.
One must know that true qi was invisible and intangible, and ordinary people could not even sense it.
Martial arts experts nurtured Genuine Qi in their bodies, returning it to their dantian, releasing it in their fists and palms, attaching it to their weapons, and attacking and defeating their enemies.
However, condensing Genuine Qi into fists, palms, and weapons to attack the enemy was completely different from condensing Genuine Qi into silver needles to save people.
True Qi was mostly offensive. As long as it was injected into the enemy's body, it could cause continuous damage.
However, to condense true qi on the silver needle to save someone, just by attaching the true qi in one's body to the hair-thick silver needle and condensing it without dispersing was not something that ordinary people could do.
This required an extremely high level of true energy control and mental power that was far stronger than that of ordinary people.
Hu Qingniu studied medicine when he was ten years old. He only managed to control needles with Qi when he was forty years old.
Ye Hao looked like he was only in his twenties, but he had perfectly controlled the needles with Qi.
The purity of the zhenqi attached to the needles was far from what Hu Qingniu could compare to.
From this, it could be seen that this young man's zhenqi purity, mental strength, zhenqi control, and even acupuncture attainments had all reached a shocking level.
Unparalleled talent!
" There must be a peerless expert guiding him from behind." Hu Qingniu sighed inwardly." It seems that I was too narrow-minded."”
Even so, Hu Qingniu did not think that Ye Hao could cure Yan Thirteen.
The path of medicine was broad and profound. It did not just depend on one's ability to control true qi. More importantly, it was also the attainments of the medical skills themselves.
Yan Shisan's internal injuries were caused by the Sword Qi, and he was already beyond cure. His internal organs were riddled with injuries, and the Sword Qi had occupied them.
Yan Shisan could only stop cultivating the Thirteen Fatal Swords and let the sword Qi dissipate slowly.
After three to five years, he could use herbs to nourish his body and five internal organs.
However, judging from Ye Hao's plan, Hu Qingniu was obviously planning to use his Qi to control the needles and force the sword Qi of the Thirteen Life-Taking Swords out of Yan Shisan's body.
Forcefully forcing out the Sword Qi?
Hehe, this was simply a fantasy!
One must know that the Life-Taking Thirteen Swords was a demonic sword technique that possessed demonic nature. How could it be at your mercy?
Once the external Genuine Qi entered Yan Shisan's body, it would inevitably clash with the deadly Sword Qi in Yan Shisan's body, and even cause a riot of Genuine Qi.
By then, the damage done to Yan Shisan's body would be even more terrifying than the deadly sword qi alone.
If he was not careful, Yan Thirteen would be done for immediately, let alone cure him.
Although Hu Qingniu was stubborn and his face was dark, he had the benevolent heart of a doctor. He sneered and said,"Kid, don't blame me for not warning you.”
"It is indeed rare for you to be able to master 'Controlling Needles with Qi' at your age. However, the technique of using qi to control needles was not suitable at all times.”
"The sword qi in that kid surnamed Yan's body is raging. If your strange zhenqi were to penetrate through the silver needles, I'm afraid it would instantly trigger a zhenqi riot.”
Ye Hao ignored Hu Qingniu and looked at Yan Shisan indifferently.""Treat it or not, it's your choice.”
A rare smile appeared on Yan Thirteen's face.""If you kill me, I'll take it that I've returned your life!”
"Dream on. I won't do a losing business!”
Ye Hao smiled and stabbed the red silver needle into Yan Shisan's chest.
Zi!
When the silver needles entered his body, the Dragon Elephant Genuine Qi, which was the purest of Yang energy, instantly burned the area on Yan Thirteen's chest until it was red. It even made a bone-chilling burning sound.
Yan Shisan grunted, and the veins on his forehead popped out. He was obviously suffering from a terrible pain.
As soon as the scorching Dragon Elephant Genuine Qi entered Yan Thirteen's acupoints, it caused an unprecedented disturbance.
All the life-taking sword Qi nearby gathered and became unprecedentedly active.
Puff!
A terrifying sword energy shot out from the spot where the silver needle was inserted.
The sword qi broke out of his body, bringing with it a stream of blood as it shattered the teacup on the table. The destructive power was terrifying.
The sneer on Hu Qingniu's face became more obvious.""If this can cure the internal injuries of the Life-Taking Thirteen Swords, I will kneel down and call you master.”
"If you continue to treat him like this, you can at most give him seven more needles and this kid will die!”
The deadly sword Qi in front of his chest had been awakened. Yan Shisan was in terrible pain. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
"Continue!"
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