Eight hundred and ninetieth chapters know the fate
Sun Sizhong thought alone in his room from noon to midnight, overturning one treatment method after another. Finally, he used all he had learned and racked his brains to come up with a set of careful and most certain plans among all methods.
He came to Hanbing's bedside and prepared golden needles, elixirs, elixirs, etc., then took a deep breath, put aside all distracting thoughts, and completely calmed down.
Then, a drop of holy blood was injected into the sea of consciousness between Yu Wenrui's eyebrows, using the purity and holiness of the holy blood to suppress the violent demonic energy in his sea of consciousness.
He also led the Wutong Tears out of the void space and suspended it above Yuwen Rui's heart so that it could be injected into Yu Wenrui's heart at any time.
Since he needed to use the purest vitality of Wutong Tears, he did not refine Wutong Tears into elixirs.
Sun Sizhong pinched Yu Wenrui's mouth open and gave him seven different pills in succession.
Yu Wenrui, who was lying motionless on the bed, suddenly started twitching and shaking after taking these seven pills, as if he was in great pain.
What is creepy is that the white hair on Yu Wenrui's body began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye, and white hair began to grow in places that were not covered with white hair before.
Sun Sizhong's eyes narrowed, and he reached out with ten fingers of both hands, clasped Yuwenrui's head, and moved all ten fingers together, lightly or heavily poking various acupuncture points and meridians on Yuwenrui's head.
I saw a stream of demonic energy swimming under Yu Wenrui's scalp, and was driven away bit by bit by Sun Sizhong's hands.
Sun Sizhong did not dare to be careless in the slightest. In order to prevent the evil spirit that had slipped through the net from remaining, he materialized the power of the subtle state of mind when massaging Yuwen Rui's acupoints, and then transferred it into Yu Wenrui's body with his ten fingers.
In this way, even a demonic energy as small as 10,000 times smaller than the tip of a needle will not be able to escape under his subtle state of mind monitoring.
Of course, doing so consumes a huge amount of his subtle mental power.
Hiss - roar -
Yu Wenrui suddenly looked ferocious, and roared like a beast from his throat.
His eyes were opened angrily, and they were bloodshot and gnawing red. Two strange rays of light shot out from his pupils that made Sun Sizhong's soul tremble.
Sun Sizhong bit the tip of his tongue violently, using the pain to drive away the shock in his soul, keeping himself awake, and speeding up his hands at the same time.
Dong Dong——Bang——
Yu Wenrui's body twisted violently, making a series of collision sounds on the hard ice bed, and the silver needle stuck in his body began to pull out little by little.
It seemed that as long as he was given enough time, he could force the silver needle out of his body and break free.
Sun Sizhong gave a deep shout and quickly drove the evil spirit from Yu Wenrui's head down until it was driven down to his neck, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he twisted the golden needle with his right hand and inserted it around the acupuncture points on Yu Wenrui's neck to prevent the evil spirit from counterattacking.
All the white hair on Yu Wenrui's face and head fell off, and his ferocious face returned to calm, leaving behind a bloodless, sickly pale color and a painful expression of being in a coma.
"Rui'er... Rui'er... is Master, can you hear me? Rui'er..."
Sun Sizhong tried calling Yu Wenrui a few times, but got no response, so he had to give up.
Yu Wenrui's body was still twisting, but much more slowly than before.
Sun Sizhong inserted all the bulging silver needles back in, and the twisting of Yu Wenrui's body became weaker and weaker.
Then he used the same method to force away the demonic energy on Yu Wenrui's arms, and then stuck golden needles on both shoulders to block the path for the demonic energy to counterattack.
Next came the torso, which took Sun Sizhong a full hour. During this period, Yu Wenrui's heart stopped six times. Fortunately, he was able to save them all with Wutong Tears.
Yu Wenrui's severely damaged internal organs were nourished by the pure vitality of Wutong Tears and regained their powerful vitality.
When the demonic energy was driven away from his torso and forced onto Yu Wenrui's legs, Sun Sizhong finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and smiled.
Because the next step is really not possible, the most I can do is cut off Yu Wenrui's legs, which at least can save his life.
Sun Sizhong did not dare to rest much. After wiping the sweat from his head, he immediately continued to expel the evil spirit towards Yu Wenrui's lower limbs.
It wasn't until all the demonic energy was forced onto Yu Wenrui's feet that Sun Sizhong stopped again.
"Old friend, let me lend you your demon-suppressing talisman." Sun Sizhong said to himself with a smile.
After saying that, he took out two yellow talismans from the void space and used them with his fingers to float three inches away from the soles of Yuwen Rui's feet.
Then the left and right sword fingers were pointed at the center of Yu Wenrui's feet at the same time, and two bloody holes were stabbed out with strength.
laugh!
In an instant, blood spurted out with demonic aura, hitting the yellow talisman. The yellow talisman burned into wisps of green smoke, and a pungent stench filled the room.
"call--"
Seeing the last bit of demonic energy spurting out from the soles of Yu Wenrui's feet, Sun Sizhong let out a long sigh of relief.
The clothes on his body were completely soaked with sweat, and his snow-white hair was steaming with heat, but a happy smile still bloomed on his tired face.
The whole process was much easier than he imagined. Except for Yu Wenrui's cardiac arrest several times, no unexpected incidents occurred.
Sun Sizhong felt that God was caring for Yu Wenrui.
Then he checked Yuwenrui five times from head to toe. After he was absolutely sure that there was no more evil spirit in Yuwenrui's body, he began to pull out the golden needle that had just been pierced in Yuwenrui's body.
These golden needles block the flow of Qi and blood. If they are inserted into the body for a long time and are not removed, the blocked body parts will become necrotic.
After pulling out the gold needle, pull out the silver needle.
Yu Wenrui is still in a coma and has not woken up, but all his body's functions are quickly recovering and getting stronger, nourished by the pure vitality of Wutong Tears.
Sun Sizhong sat by the bed, staring at Yu Wenrui's sleeping face, with a happy smile on his face, feeling that his medical skills were not in vain.
His power of entering the subtle state of mind has been exhausted, but fortunately he can recover slowly, so there is no need to feel distressed or worried about it.
No, in just a short while, his subtle state of mind and strength recovered a lot.
In a daze, there was a sudden click in his mind, like the sound of ice breaking, or like something breaking through the seal.
He was stunned at first
After a moment, he was overjoyed. His subtle state of mind, which had not been broken through for fifty-three years, finally broke through the bottleneck.
The state of knowing one's destiny: observing one's appearance and knowing one's destiny, observing the past life, judging the present life, and knowing the next life.
Suddenly, in his sight, Yu Wenrui's face began to look ferocious.
The mouth, nose, eyes - the entire face gradually distorted and deformed. In the blink of an eye, it changed from a human face to a monkey face, covered with white hair, and extremely ferocious.
Then the scene changed, and a huge white-haired vicious ape appeared in Sun Sizhong's field of vision.
Countless cultivators are fighting fiercely with the white-haired ferocious ape to prevent it from moving forward. Behind the cultivators is a human city.
However, the white-haired ape was so ferocious that it killed the cultivators until their blood flowed like rivers and their corpses piled up into mountains.
In the end, the white-haired ferocious ape broke through the defense of the cultivators, broke into the human city, and staged a brutal massacre.
The white-haired ferocious ape seemed to enjoy killing. After killing all the humans in this city, it started to kill the next human city.
One, two...ten...hundreds...
No cultivator could stop its slaughter, and saints fell one after another under its fists.
Finally, a Taoist riding a green bull came and fought with the white-haired vicious ape for ten days and nights. Finally, he sacrificed his life and died together with the white-haired vicious ape.
Sun Sizhong turned pale with fright, and suddenly the scenery in front of him flickered and changed.
I saw the white ferocious ape transformed into Yu Wenrui, wearing the clothes of Yaowang Valley, and waving a sharp sword to kill in Yaowang Valley.
In the end, Yaowang Valley was killed and blood flowed into a river, and was burned to ruins by Yu Wenrui.
Then the scene flashed, and Yu Wenrui actually appeared in Piaomiao Palace, found Nangong Zhu, brutally killed him, and then massacred the entire Piaomiao Palace.
"Beast!" Sun Sizhong roared angrily, and the scene in front of him disappeared.
The room was so quiet that only the sound of Sun Sizhong's heavy breathing was left. He stared at Yu Wenrui, and couldn't help but panic in his heart. He didn't know whether he should believe what he saw in his mind.
For a moment, Sun Sizhong seemed to have aged more than a hundred years, with only a sad look on his wrinkled face.
He checked Yuwenrui's body over and over again, but the result was the same every time. There was no trace of evil spirit in Yuwenrui's body.
Just when he was at a loss, Yu Wenrui's eyes suddenly opened, and his pupils were still a strange scarlet color.
He turned to look at Sun Sizhong, who was standing by the bed with a frightened look on his face, a devilish smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a arrogant laughter came from his throat.
I saw that Yu Wenrui's body, which had just returned to normal, suddenly turned strangely red, and then white hair grew again in his pores.
Sun Sizhong twisted five golden needles and slapped Yuwenrui on the heart. The golden needles pierced Yuwenrui's heart and cut off his life.
Looking at Yu Wenrui's body whose vitality was quickly dissipated, two lines of tears fell from the corners of Sun Sizhong's eyes.
He stretched out his trembling hands, held Yu Wenrui's cheek, and sobbed sadly: "My good disciple, being a teacher is useless, I can't save you, being a teacher... I'm sorry for you!"
puff!
Sun Sizhong's crying stopped suddenly, and Yu Wenrui's hand clawed through his chest.
