Seeing this, Feng Wuchen didn't forget his joke. When Ning Qian was speechless, she couldn't help but smile.
"If Tianjian Mountain had a few more disciples like you earlier, it might not have declined to this day..."
When Ning Qian sighed, Feng Wuchen asked again: "Speaking of which... the identities of the two of you should not be that simple, right? Just two disciples of the Tianjun realm, let Jianhua send such a big Zhou Zhang to arrest
, unreasonable..."
After being questioned by Feng Wuchen, Ning Qian sighed softly: "I didn't mean to hide it from you, but in my opinion, this is not something worth publicizing. You will know it when you get to Tianmen Mountain...Actually, I am
The daughter of the head of Tianjian Mountain."
"The daughter of the head? Queen of Tianzun?"
Feng Wuchen was startled.
He really didn't expect that Ning Qian was actually the daughter of the head of Tianjian Mountain.
Ning Qian's bone age should be higher than his. Since she was not born in white, why does she only have this level of cultivation?
Seemingly sensing Feng Wuchen's doubts, Ning Qian added: "Actually, I haven't made any progress in my cultivation for three hundred years..."
Feng Wuchen raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why?"
Speaking of past events, Ning Qian's expression was full of sighs: "Three hundred years ago, at a grand meeting held in Mengxizhou Prefecture, young talents discussed martial arts... My skills were inferior to others, and I was beaten.
He was seriously injured, and although he was cured, his cultivation has been difficult to improve..."
Feng Wuchen's face suddenly showed.
When he saw Ning Qian's cultivation before, he thought she had limited talent.
Now it seems that it was probably the hidden wounds left by that battle that caused his cultivation to have not progressed for three hundred years.
"Stretch out your hand..."
Ning Qian was stunned by Feng Wuchen's sudden words.
"What?"
"Hand out! I know some medicine, let me see what's going on!"
Ning Qian looked at Feng Wuchen with suspicion, and then shook her head: "It's just you? Forget it... My crux is something that even my father can't do anything about, let alone you..."
But Feng Wuchen insisted again and again: "Anyway, your problem has been around for three hundred years. I don't think it's good or bad, so why not give it a try?"
The woman pondered for a moment, then lifted up her sleeves and stretched her white arms in front of Feng Wuchen.
Feng Wuchen didn't want to talk too much, so he put three fingers on the woman's wrist and closed his eyes slightly.
But the moment their skins touched, the woman's body trembled as if she'd been electrocuted, and immediately her face turned red.
Although Ning Qian has lived for hundreds of years, she has rarely had time to deal with men, and she has never had physical contact with a man of the same age.
Now, with Feng Wuchen grabbing her wrist, she could not help but feel distracted for a moment.
Time passed bit by bit.
Seeing that Feng Wuchen kept holding Ning Qian's wrist, Jiang Xueer couldn't stand it any longer, so her face darkened and she suddenly interrupted the two of them: "Hey... you still want to hold on to Senior Sister?
How long does it take to hold hands?”
"Xue'er..."
At this time, Feng Wuchen also slowly opened his eyes, while Ning Qian quickly withdrew her wrist.
Jiang Xueer looked at Feng Wuchen with contempt: "Humph! I thought you were a gentleman, but now it seems that you are just a wanderer who takes advantage of others' danger! No wonder you have to join Tianmen Mountain whether or not you live, saying
!Are you coveting the beauty of our sisters?”
Jiang Xueer was aggressive, her face getting closer and closer.
It seemed to be a question, but in fact, there was a bit of a bad smile on his face, and he didn't really feel disgusted with Feng Wuchen.
Feng Wuchen rolled his eyes at her: "The way you put it, all the doctors in the world are perverts and thieves?"
However, Jiang Xueer smiled confidently and puffed up her proud chest: "That's different. Doctors save people with no regrets. There is no difference between men and women. You clearly want to take advantage of senior sister. How can this be the same?"
Feng Wuchen immediately asked: "Then how can you be sure that I am not treating senior sister's illness, but rather treating her lightly?"
"Just because of you yesterday..." However, when she finished speaking, Jiang Xueer's cheeks turned red again, she bit her lip, and was speechless for a moment.
She originally wanted to use the incident of being attacked on the breast yesterday as an excuse.
But when the words came to my lips, I couldn't say them out.
At this time, Ning Qian couldn't help but snicker: "Don't you still think that Junior Brother deliberately took advantage of you yesterday?"
Jiang Xueer's face suddenly turned red to the root of her neck.
"Senior sister...why are you trying to help him squeeze me?" Immediately, she looked at Feng Wuchen with wide eyes: "Then tell me, what did you find out after you checked Senior Sister's pulse for so long? If you can't tell me,
, it means you are a thief!"
Feng Wuchen: "..."
He never thought that one day he would be beaten as a thief for checking someone's pulse.
So he didn't show off and said seriously: "I just checked the condition of senior sister's body and found that the meridians and destiny are normal. Is the problem caused by the spiritual veins?"
Having said that, Ning Qian restrained her smile a little and nodded slightly: "Yes..."
Jiang Xueer was stunned. She didn't expect that this guy actually had two brushes.
But he still said stubbornly: "What's the point? Senior sister's spiritual veins have been injured. It's not surprising that you can see it. The key is, how much is the injury, is there a solution?"
Feng Wuchen pondered for a moment and asked: "If I guess correctly, Senior Sister was once a person with three spiritual veins: wind, thunder, and sword?"
You have to ask, Ning Qian's expression changed again.
As Jiang Xueer said, her spiritual veins have been injured, and there are many people who can tell.
But after she was injured three hundred years ago, she was forced to cut off her tail to survive, abandoning her remaining two spiritual veins, leaving only her sword-type spiritual veins still there.
"How did you know?"
Feng Wuchen said: "Although you gave up the wind and thunder spiritual veins, these two powers are innate to you, and they cannot be eradicated so easily! Now, two of the three major spiritual veins have been eliminated, and these two powers have no carrier.
It can only be accumulated in your remaining sword-type spiritual veins! Over time, the three forces mix with each other, causing the spiritual veins to be blocked, and this is the real reason why you cannot make any progress in your cultivation!"
Ning Qian kept nodding her head: "Yes... your diagnosis results are exactly the same as the miracle doctor my father found in the past. I didn't expect that junior brother actually has some tricks."
Seeing that Feng Wuchen really revealed the crux of Ning Qian's problem, Jiang Xueer's eyes gradually turned from doubt to admiration.
"You...you really know medical skills? Can you cure senior sister's disease?"
Feng Wuchen smiled playfully: "What? Are you not afraid that I am a thief now?"
Jiang Xueer looked arrogant and crossed her arms: "If you can cure senior sister, then you can't!"
"Ha...Senior sister's situation is not very complicated. As long as there is a sword cultivator who is above the Seventh Cut of Selfless Realm and uses sword energy to flush her spiritual veins day and night, her spiritual veins can be penetrated in a few days at most.
The impurities have been removed, and she can naturally practice normally..."
Hearing this, Ning Qian smiled bitterly: "It seems that junior brother is really capable! You are right, using this method can indeed cure my spiritual veins, but...Seven Cut Sword Immortal
Chapter completed!