Xiao Feng, who has used the fourth level of strength many times, can be said to have gradually become somewhat deified about the power of the fourth level of strength. No matter how strong the enemy he encounters, once the fourth level of strength is used, the opponent will be finished.
Although the fourfold strength has great limitations, it is Xiao Feng's biggest trump card when one-on-one. He feels that when he fully controls the fourfold strength, he will be able to dominate the world.
But just now, Nangong Ji was so powerful that he crushed Xiao Feng's dream of invincibility. It turned out that the fourth level of strength he relied on most was not truly invincible.
Nangong Ji looked at Xiao Feng who looked a little depressed, patted his shoulder, and said comfortingly: "A Feng, there is no need to be depressed. Among the younger generation, you are already considered a master."
It can be said that it was okay if Nangong Ji didn't comfort him. When he did, Xiao Feng smiled bitterly. It seemed that he was really just a toad squatting at the bottom of the well. He usually sat in the well and looked at the sky, thinking that he was invincible. But when he jumped out of the well, he discovered that he was outside. The sky is so vast.
Xiao Feng is so powerless, Zhang Yu and Butterfly are even more so. In their eyes, Xiao Feng seems to be so powerful, but now he is said to be "regarded" as a master. How many real strong men are there?
"A Feng, you are the most talented young man I have ever seen. Otherwise, I would not have developed a love for talents and wanted to teach you the thirty-six golden needles."
Xiao Feng smiled bitterly: "Talent is the best,"
"Well," Nangong Ji nodded: "However, Old Man Jing has always wanted you to develop in an all-round way, so he neglected some things, so that you did not stand at the top. What he practiced on you was 'freezing'. In terms of combat effectiveness, they are naturally not as strong as those in captivity. Their daily life consists of practicing martial arts and nothing else."
When Mr. Jing saw Xiao Feng looking at him, he curled his lips and said, "Boy, given your temperament, if I trap you and make you practice martial arts all day long, what can you do?"
"I... can't seem to do it," Xiao Feng scratched his head and joked that life was short and practicing martial arts all day long was pointless, and there were so many girls waiting for him to rescue.
"That's okay, it's just a matter of temper, and I don't want to interfere too much with your freedom. However, your development has exceeded my expectations. I am very satisfied with you," Mr. Jing gave Xiao Feng a rare compliment.
Xiao Feng looked at Mr. Jing, then at Nangong Jishi, and asked a question: "Grandpa Nangong, who is stronger, you or the old guy?"
"Haha..." Nangong Jishi stroked his beard and showed a strange smile: "Back then, when Mo Xian was the dominant sword, who could defeat him?"
Mo Xian struck out with his sword, yes, Xiao Feng's eyes narrowed. It seemed that Xia Yu's words were really about his old man. From what Nangong Ji meant, that old guy was more powerful than him.
"Old guy, you're hiding something secret, right? Why didn't you teach me Six Dragon Power before? You still have so many awesome things that you haven't taught me," Xiao Feng glared at Mr. Jing and asked unceremoniously.
"It's not that I hide my secrets, but that I couldn't teach you before," Mr. Jing shook his head: "I was injured and lived in seclusion in Jiuquan. It's useless to explain some things to you."
"What," Xiao Feng was shocked again. The old guy actually had old injuries on his body. He had never noticed it since he was a child. "Old guy, how are you now? Are you okay? If you have any injuries, go to Grandpa Nangong." Isn't he a miracle doctor?"
Mr. Jing looked at Xiao Feng's worried look and smiled: "My injury was completely healed before going to the capital. Otherwise, I wouldn't have taught you the Six Dragon Powers."
"Okay, that's good," Xiao Feng relaxed and thought about it again. It seemed that it was true. Once he fought with Old Jing with all his strength. At that time, he was not that strong, so Old Jing suffered a little loss. It turned out that He has old wounds on his body.
"Ah Feng, now that Old Man Jing has recovered, when he **** you again, you will catch up with those people," Nangong Ji patted Xiao Feng's shoulder and said with a smile.
"I can catch up," Xiao Feng's eyes lit up, who wouldn't want to become stronger.
Nangong Ji nodded: "Well, Old Man Jing asked me to come this time for this reason."
"Okay, let's take a look at this little girl's face first. She is quite handsome. If her face is really disfigured, then little Zhang Yu will be sad," Mr. Jing said, looking at Zhang Yu and Butterfly.
Nangong Ji nodded. When Mr. Jing said this, he didn't mean that there were some things that were not suitable for them to know. He looked at Butterfly and smiled: "Little girl, open the gauze on your face and let me take a look."
Little girl, Butterfly was called that by Mr. Jing and Nangong Ji one after another. She felt a little weird. As the No. 8 of Sha Feng, who would dare to call her little girl? However, she has extraordinary fighting ability among these two, and she is old enough to do this. She could only endure it in front of her grandfather.
Butterfly agreed, went into the bathroom, opened the gauze on her face in front of the mirror, and looked at the scar about five or six centimeters on the left cheek, which was almost, just a little bit, tearing her eye.
"Alas," Butterfly sighed. Even though she didn't seem to care on the surface, which girl didn't love beauty? She didn't have much hope for recovery, and it was precisely because of this that she forced herself to accept it.
Turning around, Butterfly looked at Zhang Yu first. She cared about Zhang Yu's eyes the most. What made her happy was that Zhang Yu's eyes had not changed at all and were still full of tenderness.
Nangong Ji stared at the knife wound on Butterfly's face and frowned slightly. The severity was a bit beyond his imagination.
"Miracle Doctor Nangong, what's going on? Is there any way?" Zhang Yu's heart sank when he saw Nangong Jishi's expression.
Butterfly held Zhang Yu's hand, and her palms were covered in sweat. Was there really nothing she could do?
"Grandpa Nangong, there's nothing you can do," Xiao Feng asked hurriedly.
"There is a way, but it will take a long time. It will take at least three months," Nangong Jishi said with a frown.
"..." When Xiao Feng and the others heard this, they were excited and almost fainted. Even if the stab wound was completely healed, it would take two or three months.
"Grandpa Nangong, the three months you mentioned mean that he has recovered as good as before," Xiao Feng asked tentatively.
"Of course, you doubt my medical skills," Nangong Ji glanced at Xiao Feng.
"No, no, no, of course not," Xiao Feng shook his head hastily.
Zhang Yu and Butterfly were also overjoyed. In their opinion, three months was not a miracle at all.
"Three months is a bit too long. I'll think of a way to shorten the time by half," Nangong Ji murmured and began to think hard.
Xiao Feng and the other two people all shut up nearby, not daring to influence Nangong Ji's thinking, but looking at their expressions, they could not help but laugh.
"Yes, by changing the main drug, it should be able to accelerate the myogenic function, and the later recovery will be much faster," suddenly, Nangong Ji smiled and said to Xiao Feng and the others.
"Great," the three of them dared to speak out now.
"Well, Ah Feng, you take this child to buy herbal medicine. I will give the little girl an acupuncture now." Nangong Ji opened the medicine box, took out a pen and paper, wrote a prescription in a hurry, and handed it to Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng took the prescription and was a little excited. Damn it, this prescription is definitely a treasure. He has already decided that when he comes back after grabbing the medicine, he will not return the prescription to Nangong Ji. He will just sell it to some pharmaceutical companies. It can be sold for tens of millions or hundreds of millions.
Well, as long as the wealth is not going to others, I will take care of my little brother Liu Tiansheng and contact him another day. Xiao Feng carefully put away the prescription, took Zhang Yu and left.
Nangong Jishi took out the golden needle and said to Butterfly: "Go and lie down on the sofa and close your eyes."
"Yeah," Butterfly nodded, lying on the sofa and gently closing his eyes.
Nangong Ji first took out some ointment from a medicine bottle and applied it evenly on Butterfly's face. It was cool and made her feel very comfortable.
"Relax, don't be nervous, it will be over soon," Nangong Ji said, shaking his hand, and several golden needles were inserted into Butterfly's face, especially around the scar, which was full of golden needles.
There was a crisp, numb and numb feeling that made Butterfly couldn't help but hum. It couldn't be said to be uncomfortable, but it was definitely uncomfortable.
"Okay, let's lie down for a while," Nangong Ji wiped his hands and sat aside.
As time went by, traces of black blood emerged from the scars on Butterfly's face, and finally condensed into blood scabs, which looked a bit scary.
Nangong Ji picked up a piece of cotton wool, dipped it in some unknown liquid, and wiped off the blood scab. Gradually, bright red blood appeared on the scar.
Xiao Feng and Zhang Yu drove out of the hotel and went straight to the largest Chinese medicine pharmacy in Yindu.
"Hey, take pictures of these medicines below with your mobile phone," Xiao Feng took out the prescription and said to Zhang Yu.
"Well, what are you doing?" Zhang Yu was confused and took the prescription.
"Damn it, the prescription can't be leaked out, it's all just money," Xiao Feng rolled his eyes at Zhang Yu, why is he so stupid?
"You mean..." Zhang Yu was speechless: "Is this okay?"
"What's wrong? Hurry up and take a photo of it. Let's go in and buy it separately."
"Okay," Zhang Yu nodded and took a photo of half of the prescription.
When he arrived at the pharmacy, Xiao Feng first went to buy paper and pen, copied down the remaining half of the prescription, and then said to Zhang Yu: "You go first,"
"Well," Zhang Yu went in, took his cell phone and started taking medicine.
Although the prescription looks a bit weird on the mobile phone, the drugstore is too lazy to care about what you do now. Even if you want to buy arsenic, they will sell it to you if you have money.
When Zhang Yu was about to finish grabbing the medicine, Xiao Feng walked in with his shoulders swaying and handed over the prescription he had written: "Get the medicine."
"Okay, please wait a moment,"
Zhang Yu glanced at Xiao Feng, nodded slightly to him, turned and left the pharmacy.
A few minutes later, Xiao Feng came out with the medicine and returned to the car: "Oh, mix the two medicines together and it will be OK."
"Um,"
"Damn, I'm so damn clever. I used my brain and got a lot of money," Xiao Feng said proudly as he looked at the mixed herbs.
"..." Zhang Yu rolled his eyes, this kid has been wilting since he was a child.
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