Bao Buping flicked the silver needle in his hand and almost plunged into Zhao Xiaotian's body.

"What's wrong? The way I injected the needle was right, and the gas was right. What did you say you fell into the trap?" Bao Buping held the silver needle in his doubtful hands and did not dare to move it.

"The poisoner was someone from the Fangzi Sect, and this person knew how to use the hanging needle technique." Zhao Xiaotian said.

"Impossible!" Bao Buping said with another trembling of the silver needle: "The Xuanzhen Sect and the Moxibustion Sect were merged into one sect hundreds of years ago. The Prescription Sect and the Xuanzhen Sect have a grudge, how could they be allowed to learn how to do it themselves?

Kung Fu.”

Zhao Xiaotian carefully felt the toxins in his body, and felt something was wrong after Bao Buping gave the injection. These four poisons seemed to be intertwined with each other. It seemed that it required the skills of the four sects of the medical formula to detoxify, but in fact, if you want to detoxify,

Opening the first poison will activate the second poison and kill you on the spot!

"This person is very likely to be able to suspend the needle. Even if he is not, he knows it very well. If you pull out the needle now, I will definitely die."

"What should we do?" Bao Buping was at a loss.

Zhao Xiaotian thought about it carefully and said: "Don't pull out the needles, change two more silver needles, use the hanging needle method to remove the needles, and apply the needles together with moxibustion. After the second poison is released, immediately pull out the four silver needles.

It must be the first time."

Bao Buping nodded, took out two silver needles again, used the same technique to insert the needles into the other two acupuncture points on Zhao Xiaotian's right chest, and applied moxibustion with retrograde breath.

Zhao Xiaotian only felt that his whole body was extremely hot, as if his internal organs could be burned out at any time.

"Pull out the needle!"

Zhao Xiaotian was holding his breath and did not dare to breathe. At this time, he could only ignore the other two poisons and force his luck.

Bao Buping took action immediately, but instead of reaching out to pull out the needle, he avoided the silver needle and fired both palms towards Zhao Xiaotian's chest!

With a "swish" sound, the four silver needles flew out of Zhao Xiaotian's body at the same time after Bao Buping took out his palm, and they didn't know where they landed.

Bao Buping didn't have time to worry about where the silver needle fell. He helped Zhao Xiaotian up, put his hand on Zhao Xiaotian's pulse, and said, "Fortunately, there was no delay. Two kinds of solutions have been solved."

Zhao Xiaotian was hit by Bao Buping's palms and almost fainted. He couldn't even breathe and kept coughing.

"Damn you! The method is very good, but can you use less strength? I was almost beaten to death by you." Zhao Xiaotian cursed after adjusting his breath.

Bao Buping put his hands behind his back and smiled and said: "Only this anti-shock method can take out the silver needles at the same time. I am an old man and I will definitely not be able to pull out four silver needles at the same time. Just be lucky that it is someone else."

You will die."

Although Zhao Xiaotian's chest turned purple from being beaten by Bao Buping, he had to admit that Bao Buping was a genius.

The method of inserting the needle must have been tested countless times, and it is so stable that it is enviable.

And this method of forcing out the silver needle is quite the style of an ancient hero.

"When I just took your pulse, I found that there are two remaining poisons. One will gradually degenerate your brain, and the other will make your limbs weak until you lose consciousness, but it will not be fatal immediately." Bao Buping put away the silver.

Needle said.

Zhao Xiaotian sat up, nodded and said: "Indeed, the remaining two are chronic poisons. Damn it, only the Fangzimen tinker with these messy things every day."

"The prescription skills of Fangzimen are unparalleled in the world. Of course, they can both cure and poison." Bao Buping shook his head and sighed, "That's what arrogant people are like. When they think there are no incurable diseases in the world, they will make them themselves.

Over and over again, you fell into the devil's path and began to specialize in poison. How much do the people you provoke hate you, and you actually poisoned four kinds of them."

Zhao Xiaotian put on his shirt, poured a glass of water and said, "He didn't poison me, I put the poison on myself."

Bao Buping closed the needle box with a "snap" and shouted angrily: "Nonsense! Do you know what you are doing! You are self-inflicted! If I happen to not be here when you come, your life will be dead."

Got it!"

"What are you shouting for? Aren't you here? I just want to know the strength of the people who are dealing with me. Who the hell thought that this grandson actually knows how to hang needles? Damn it, there must be someone from the Xuan Needle Sect who is blind here.

Stir together.”

Bao Buping saw that Zhao Xiaotian's life was not in danger for the time being, and besides, if two people with great medical skills were together, there would definitely be a way to resolve it.

"Tell me how you got poisoned." Bao Buping asked curiously.

Zhao Xiaotian could tell that Bao Buping was usually disrespectful, but he did have a lot of tricks up his sleeve, and his attitude of caring about him didn't seem fake.

So he briefly described the process of trying out "playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting" in Xuanshe, and highlighted four things that were stained with poison.

"What? Are you from the spiritual healing sect?" Bao Buping stood up with an "ooh".

"Didn't I tell you?" Zhao Xiaotian asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"When did you say that you just asked me to teach you acupuncture? I thought you were just an unsatisfactory apprentice of the Xuanzhen Sect in the Medical Words Jue. Who would have thought that you turned out to be a member of the Spiritual Healing Sect!" Bao Buping was very angry, and Zhao Xiaotian hid it.

I feel so miserable.

"Now you know, don't talk nonsense, let me ask you first, what exactly is Xuanshe?" Zhao Xiaotian became more and more curious about this society.

Bao Buping recalled it and said, "Mingda has never applied for this association, so it probably doesn't exist. According to the small building you just described, I remember it was rented to a registered company a few years ago."

"The school is still being used as a store to rent out rooms?" Zhao Xiaotian said in disbelief.

"This is normal. Many universities are like this. There are also many newly established small companies that are willing to rent in the school. Firstly, it is cheap, and secondly, the atmosphere is good."

"What is the name of the registered company?" Since Bao Buping is the principal's father-in-law, he must know all this.

"I really forgot about this, but I remember it seemed to be a cultural communication company. According to your description, it should be a cover. It doesn't matter what the company is called or who registered it. What matters is their purpose! What is the purpose of recruiting people in Mingda?

Why?" Bao Buping frowned and considered, puzzled.

Zhao Xiaotian had the same view as Bao Buping. The person who registered should be Murong Yuhan. As for the purpose, only she knew.

"This group of people has no idea what they are up to. They actually gathered young people from the five major sects of China." Zhao Xiaotian murmured, his voice was very low, but Bao Buping heard him.

"What? The five Chinese sects? Not only the medical formula, but the other five formulas also appeared?" Bao Buping was very dissatisfied that Zhao Xiaotian did not describe it in detail.

"Didn't I just say that there is a person who is a master of Xiangzijue?"

"You didn't say."

"Okay...I forgot..."

Bao Buping slammed the table angrily and said, "No! These people must be up to no good. They are actually doing this kind of thing in Mingda University. They have ulterior motives! We must let Lao Guo drive them out!"

The old Guo he spoke of must be Guo Wenren, the president of Mingda University.

Zhao Xiaotian waved his hand and said: "Forget it, they gathered ten very talented girls in the school. Now these ten girls have been brainwashed. If you kick them out, you will be responsible for ten of them if they drop out of school.

I'm sorry."

After Zhao Xiaotian said this, Bao Buping immediately shivered. Indeed, as he said, these ten people are all the proud sons of Ming Dynasty.

Not to mention the fourth-placed Xiang Jie, even the tenth-placed Dong Yuqing will become a resounding brand of Mingda University after entering the society. If ten of them drop out, the impact will be really big.

Zhao Xiaotian saw Bao Buping's concerns and said, "Can I go into the archives of Mingda University? I want to see someone's information so that I can get to know each other better."

Bao Buping nodded and said, "I'll say hello to the teacher in the archives room later. Just say your name when you go."

"But the top priority is still the poison in your body. These two poisons are not easy to deal with. It seems that acupuncture will not work."

Zhao Xiaotian nodded, these two kinds of poisons require spiritual treatment and prescriptions, but spiritual treatment cannot save oneself, and prescriptions are even more impossible, because Zhao Xiaotian is not involved at all. In the past in Foye Village, Uncle Er said that if you don't learn the other three

Practicing medical skills but learning prescriptions will be counterproductive.

At that time, Zhao Xiaotian was a little arrogant, thinking that spiritual healing could completely cure all diseases and no prescriptions were needed at all. Now it seems that some things derived from prescriptions still need prescriptions to solve.

Should I go back to Foye Village now to ask Uncle Er for help?

Uncle Er must tear himself apart. If he is not good at learning, he will seek help from a master. Although Zhao Xiaotian can make him look like this, the other party is Uncle Er and cannot disgrace his reputation.

Zhao Xiaotian stared at Bao Buping and asked, "Old man, have you ever seen spiritual healing?"

Bao Buping was startled, shook his head dully and said: "How could I have seen..."

"Whether you want to learn or not, I can teach you..."

Since spiritual healing cannot help yourself, then let others heal you.

As soon as Bao Buping heard that Zhao Xiaotian was going to give him spiritual healing, before Zhao Xiaotian could react, he knelt down on the ground with a plop, kowtowed three times and said: "Master, I'm here, my apprentice Bao Buping kowtows to you."

Zhao Xiaotian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't expect that his first apprentice would be an old man over seventy years old.

"Get up quickly, it will be bad if others see it. Even if you don't think it's embarrassing, I will feel embarrassed." Zhao Xiaotian kicked Bao Buping on the shoulder with his bare feet.

"Since you are getting started, I have to let you know the rules of spiritual healing. I am your master, your great master is called Murong Er, and we worship the Yellow Emperor, understand?" Zhao Xiaotian said, imitating the tone that Uncle Er used to educate him.

"Understood! Tomorrow I will buy a portrait of the Yellow Emperor and put it on the table to burn incense every day!" Bao Buping also wanted to calm down, but he couldn't hide the joy in his heart.

"Fuck your mother, that's called inviting the Yellow Emperor!" Zhao Xiaotian scolded.

"Yes, yes, please, please!"

Zhao Xiaotian didn't know whether his decision was right or wrong, but there was no other way at the moment.

"There is one thing you must remember first when it comes to spiritual healing: spiritual healers cannot heal themselves!" Zhao Xiaotian said.

"Why?" Bao Buping looked confused.

"Because you have to be hypnotized by yourself. If you fall into a dream of your own design and get lost, no one can wake you up and you will be in a vegetative state!"

"Oh, I understand!" Bao Buping still knelt on the ground obediently.

"There are three types of spiritual healing that can help and three that can't help." Zhao Xiaotian recalled carefully and said.

"Is it true that a kind-hearted person will save someone, but a vicious person will not save someone?"

"No..." Zhao Xiaotian said.

"Tell me, Master." Bao Buping listened patiently and considered whether to take notes.

"A filial son will save you. If you are unfilial, you will not save me. If you believe in spiritual healers, you will save me. If you don't, you will not save me." After Zhao Xiaotian finished speaking, he thought about it and stopped.

"Then what?" Bao Buping thought, didn't he say three rescues and three no rescues?
Chapter completed!