He wanted to escape, but the servant dared not. He was not smart enough to be a personal servant of the Great Knight of Phelindas in such a big family, and was absolutely unable to do it. His Excellency Phelindas wanted to see what methods the young priest used to heal him, and what happened... he could not run away. If he ran away, he would die here. The servant fought against the fear in his heart and sat on the chair tremblingly. The chair seemed to be covered with nails, so it felt uncomfortable to sit.

"Don't be nervous, it will be fine soon." Jiang Junming prepared everything and called Tirida to help him, saying to the servant with a smile.

The servant was so nervous that he couldn't speak. Jiang Junming's gentle smile could not bring him any comfort. He had already regarded Jiang Junming as a demon from the abyss. He just ridiculed him and he was going to kill himself with a knife. The servant had only such an idea in his heart, and he was extremely panicked.

Jiang Junming cast a paralysis technique, then picked up a silver knife from the basin, wiped it clean, and then "disinfected" the servant's arms with silk cloth soaked in refreshing potion.

Only Tireda had experienced an operation personally and had seen Jiang Junming do this. But why did he do this? Tireda didn't know. In Tireda's opinion, this should be a strange ritual in the Church of Care of the Goddess, praying for the Goddess to lower his divine power and cure the patients.

After completing the pre-operative preparations, the silver knife in Jiang Junming's hand fell on the servant's arm. Jiang Junming had already considered the operation. After starting the operation, he did not hesitate at all and directly cut it into pieces with one size fits.

Before the blood was splashed, Jiang Junming covered it with silk cloth soaked with the spiritual replenishment in his left hand. There must be many blood vessels breaking between the broken bones, and the amount of bleeding was about 300 milliliters. Jiang Junming had expected this.

Although there was no bloody scene, as Jiang Junming cut open the servant's arm, the smell of blood spread to every corner of the bedroom. Except for Tirida, everyone was surprised and inexplicably. Seeing Jiang Junming holding a silver knife in his hand, he was concentrating on "cutting" the servant's injured arm, just like a legendary necromancer digging out a "fresh" corpse from the grave, studying evil spells.

The Great Knight of Phelindas was still as cold as a stone, but the stone emitted a little murderous aura. The Great Knight of Phelindas had fought with the Necromancer more than once. After seeing Jiang Junming's strange actions, the first thought was that the young trainee priest's identity was a disguise, he was a Necromancer.

But as his thoughts changed, the Great Knight of Phelindas discovered the difference between Jiang Junming's movements and the magic of the Necromancer. Between the silver sword in Jiang Junming's hand, what appeared was not the filthy aura of the Necromancer, but the pure divine power. The servant did not die because of this. Instead, he twitched his arm in panic. His arm did not move, and was pressed on the table by Jiang Junming's bleeding-stopped hand.

This is not necromancer magic, but it does not seem like a magical technique. Is this the healing magical technique that cares for the church improved? The Great Knight of Phelindas looked at Jiang Junming's actions curiously, and a glimmer of hope appeared in his heart.

The great priest was surprised by Jiang Junming's movements, his snow-white eyebrows frowned tightly, and his lips moved slightly. He prayed quickly, and his hands behind him flashed a light of divine power, and then disappeared.

He casts the magical technique to detect evil power. Although the great master felt that the aura emitted from Jiang Junming was pure divine power, he still cautiously cast a magical technique. The final result proved that there was no evil power on Jiang Junming. However, the purity of the divine power made the great master secretly startled.

Strange, what is he going to do? The great priest has never seen any priest do such a thing as Jiang Junming, staring at Jiang Junming's every move. He refused to even blink.

Just as the great priest cast the detection magic, the great wizard also cast a magic trick. A small eye appeared in the air. The magic power drawn from the magic net transformed into an eye and appeared behind Jiang Junming after a brief chanting.

The Eye of True! As long as the level does not exceed the Great Magician, the Eye of True can see through all illusions. The magicians look at the world from their own perspective. The undead magician is the enemy of the priests, and the enemy of the magicians. After seeing Jiang Junming's actions, the Great Magician summoned the Eye of True to observe Jiang Junming.

The pupils of the eyes that suddenly appeared behind Jiang Junming quickly expanded, and the black pupils scattered, and one eye looked like a mirror. Looking at Jiang Junming with a bright and energetic look, Jiang Junming's back appeared in the eyes of the real eyes. But if you carefully observe Jiang Junming's back in the eyes of the real eyes, you can see a figure that is not an ordinary mirror. The shadow is composed of countless small grids. Each grid looks like a separate eye, with a part of Jiang Junming's back, which is rotating and changing rapidly.

The great magician closed his eyes slightly and was sensing the information transmitted from the real eye through his mental power. Soon, the real eye behind Jiang Junming faded and disappeared. The great magician looked at Jiang Junming's back in confusion. If the real eye saw that Jiang Junming was a dead soul or a necromancer, he would not be so shocked. But the real eye saw clearly a human, with pure divine power on his body, and he was indeed a priest... But the priest would cast divine art with a knife? Which divine art is this?

Jiang Junming felt the changes in his breath around him and ignored what the big guys were doing. As long as they didn't attack him, he was concentrating on the operation. Correcting the broken bones that were broken like building blocks, and then dripping the spirit-revitalizing potion between the broken bones as if they were doing in the light brain. Soon, the broken bones began to grow, initially stabilizing the fracture end of the fracture.

The servant screamed in fear, and his screams were hoarse, as if he was killing a chicken, and the sound of the chicken crowing when he pinched the chicken's neck. But soon the servant discovered that although the young priest cut open his skin with a knife, he did not feel the pain, and even the previous pain was numbed under the action of the magic technique. The young priest wiped away the blood while putting together the deformed broken bones.

This was the first time I saw a living flesh and blood, and it was my own. The servant was completely stunned. His eyes were as if they were two eggs, and it almost fell on his arm. He watched Jiang Junming fiddling with his broken bones, staring blankly, forgot to resist, forgot to fear, but just looked at it.

For Jiang Junming, the next thing is simple, to anastomosis of blood vessels and to anastomosis of broken nerves. Although the needle and thread that Johnson found was very thin, it definitely did not meet the requirements of microscopic fine surgery provided by the optical brain, and could only meet thicker blood vessels. Jiang Junming had no choice but to do so. Some techniques were limited by the equipment, which was not something he would encounter. Thinking of the injury of the Great Knight of Phelindas, Jiang Junming secretly made up his mind that after the operation, he must talk to an alchemist and strive to make a set of surgical instruments as fine as possible. Only in this way can the broken limbs of the Great Knight of Phelindas be perfectly matched together.

The surgery went smoothly step by step, with broken bones attached to the anastomosis of blood vessels, nerves, and muscles, clearing blood congestion until the skin was sutured. After the operation, Jiang Junming fixed the affected limb with a wooden board and then bandaged it.

"Don't use force. After three days, your illness will be completely cured." Jiang Junming said with a smile, "Actually, it's completely cured now, but I'm afraid of an accident, so I'd better take a rest for a few more days."

OK? That's it? The slave looked at Jiang Junming turning around to clean up the surgical instruments and recalling what Jiang Junming said just now. It's incredible. How could it be so simple? The great priest and the great wizard said just now that their illness is not impossible to treat, but it takes a huge cost to make a brand new arm through magic. But how long did this young priest named Junming use? He healed his injury in ten or twenty minutes?

The slave subconsciously moved his arms. Although there was still a slight soreness during the activity, there was no pain and his arms could move freely. Seeing his fingers nimblely moving, the slave felt that all this seemed to be a dream, and now the dream finally woke up.

Seeing the servant moving his arms and fingers, he was completely free and healed, and the atmosphere in the bedroom became weird.

The previous questioning and arrogance of the young priest was like a whip, whipping on the onlookers. The Great Knight of Phelindas sat up from the bed excitedly, and a look of excitement appeared on his firm face. Nevertheless, magic and magic could not solve his disability problem, but what Jiang Junming did silently told himself that the young priest did have a way to solve it and he was saved! Phelindas, who was already discouraged, has regained his vitality and has new hope.

The great priest and the great magician looked at Jiang Junming incomprehensible. Although everything Jiang Junming did was really appearing in front of him, no one still understood what Jiang Junming used to make an impossible thing happen in front of him. The slave's injury was very clear. It could be healed through divine magic, but it would leave him with disabilities. Making magic arms through magic is also OK, but it costs a lot. Even such a big family would never spend such a large price to heal a slave. The divine magic and magic will not solve the problem so simply, but the young trainee priest who cared for the church solved this problem in a very short time in front of him.
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