The silver needles pulled out afterimages in mid-air and penetrated into various major points on Mr. Xiang's body from all angles.
Whether it's the angle, depth, or angle, it's all perfect.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan stretched out his index fingers and flicked the silver needles with his nails.
"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!"
The sound of gold and iron clashing could be heard endlessly, echoing in the room.
Although Mr. Xiang does not know medical skills, he has become a doctor after a long illness. He has seen countless famous doctors over the years.
The "Guanyin Hand" displayed by Ye Fan impressed him with admiration and subconsciously asked: "Brother Ye, what kind of acupuncture technique are you doing?"
"The magic needle to overcome calamity!" Ye Fan said every word, his tone full of unabashed pride.
As soon as these words came out, Xiang Lao's eyes burst into an unprecedented bright light.
With his identity and knowledge, he naturally knows the magic of the Divine Needle for Fighting Calamities. It is the originator of the Four Great Divine Needles of China, and it has magical effects on the living dead and flesh and white bones.
For a moment, his heart, which had been silent for a long time, felt a glimmer of expectation, but he did not dare to expect too much, for fear that it would be in vain in the end.
Afterwards, Ye Fan continued to take out the needle, pricking the four points of Shanzhong, Jiuwei, Juque and Qihai in front of him.
After the four silver needles were inserted into the acupuncture points, they continued to tremble, as if they were being moved by an invisible big hand.
The blue dragon wags its tail!
Bai Hu shook his head!
The turtle explores its cave!
The red wind welcomes the source!
All kinds of unique skills were displayed from Ye Fan's hands.
The last silver needle gathered Ye Fan's inner strength, drew a graceful parabola in mid-air, and pierced the Baihui point on Lao Xiang's head impartially.
"Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong!"
The next moment, Xiang Lao's body seemed to be bathed in a golden light, full of vitality.
Seeing this scene, the cold beauty next to her didn't blink, and her fists clenched subconsciously, feeling both nervous and expectant.
She knew better than anyone else how much torture the old Xiang in front of her had suffered these days.
Countless times late at night, she heard Mr. Xiang's muffled snoring. After rushing into the room, she found that the area around the pillow had been soaked with cold sweat several times.
Eight completely different powerful inner energies, using his body as a battlefield to wreak havoc without restraint, would probably cause even a tough guy to collapse immediately.
Therefore, Leng Meiren hopes more than anyone else that Xiang Lao can recover and become the hero who dominates the world and champions the three armies again!
…
Time passed by, and the old look on Xiang's face was replaced by a blush.
Seeing this, Ye Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile.
But the next moment, his smile suddenly condensed.
"Pfft!"
Xiang Lao's body trembled and he spat out a mouthful of bright red blood, which was like a blooming blood lotus in mid-air, which was shocking.
The vitality that was originally stimulated in his body suddenly collapsed.
"not good!"
Seeing this scene, Ye Fan's expression changed drastically, and he walked forward quickly, trying to pull out the silver needle from Xiang Lao's head.
However, as soon as his fingers touched the silver needle, he felt an overwhelming force, like a volcano erupting and the Yangtze River bursting its banks, blasting from Xiang Lao's body.
This power, possessing the power to destroy the world, did not give Ye Fan any chance to breathe.
Ye Fan even had the illusion that he was a lone boat in a storm, swaying unsteadily and possibly being swallowed up at any time!
He knew that his action of using the Divine Needle to cure Xiang Lao just now angered the eight internal energies in Xiang Lao's body.
The magical needle that has always been invincible cannot eliminate these eight internal energies.
But now, they regard him as an "outsider" as their enemy and want to eliminate him.
For a time, Ye Fan fell into a very dangerous situation. If he were not careful, he would be killed by the backlash.
On the other side, Leng Meiren obviously noticed something strange in the venue, but she couldn't intervene at all and could only act anxiously.
At this critical moment, Beichen Immortal Lord Wei Qianshan, who had been silent in Ye Fan's body for a long time, suddenly spoke:
"Xiaofan, hold Yuan Shouyi, hold on to your mind, combine yin and yang, refine your spirit to counteract the void..."
Hearing Mr. Wei speak, Ye Fan seemed to have taken a reassurance and quickly followed the instructions.
Immediately afterwards, a mysterious, ethereal, majestic power seeped out from his Dantian and surged to his limbs.
In just a few breaths, the strong internal energy that invaded his body was like snow meeting the warm sun, melting instantly and disappearing.
The connection between Ye Fan and Xiang Lao was also cut off and they were out of danger.
…
"Huh...huh...huh..."
Ye Fan took a few steps back, breathing heavily, with a look of shock on his face, and his vest was soaked with cold sweat, as if he had walked before the gate of hell.
Only he himself knew the danger just now.
If Mr. Wei hadn't come to the rescue in time, his body would have been filled with the inner energy of the eight heavenly masters.
Even if Ye Fan possesses the Cangtian Hegemony Body, he is only a cultivator in the foundation-building realm after all. He is at best equivalent to a master in the Xuanjing Realm. I am afraid that he will not be able to hold on for long before his body explodes and dies.
At this time, Mr. Wei's majestic voice sounded directly in his consciousness: "Xiao Fan, you are too careless! This level of power is far beyond what you can resolve now!"
"Mr. Wei, what you taught me is that I realized I was wrong!" Ye Fan said shyly, lowering his head.
In fact, he knew the dangers involved from the beginning, but he still reluctantly wanted to try it.
"but--"
Suddenly, Mr. Wei changed the topic and said solemnly: "Since ancient times, beauties have lamented their twilight years, and heroes are not allowed to grow old! This Xiang Pojun is also a man. He met me today. I count him lucky!"
There was a hint of "heroes cherish heroes" in Mr. Wei's tone.
In terms of strength, even if Xiang Pojun is a powerful person in heaven, in the eyes of a supreme immortal like Mr. Wei, he is still like an ant and vulnerable to a single blow.
However, Xiang Pojun's heroic spirit has nothing to do with his strength, it is awe-inspiring!
At the same time, Ye Fan seemed to hear the overtones of Mr. Wei, his eyes lit up, and he quickly asked: "Mr. Wei, what do you mean...?"
"Hahaha……"
Mr. Wei let out a hearty laugh and continued: "Xiaofan, please step forward and leave the rest to me!"
When Ye Fan heard this, he immediately stepped forward.
Immediately afterwards, he only felt that his consciousness had lost control of his body again. It was as if heaven and man were out of the body. In the way of a "third party", he saw "himself" slowly stretching out his right palm and pressing against Mr. Xiang.
's chest.
…
"boom!"
The next moment, an unprecedented bright light bloomed in his palm, just like creating another red sun, eclipsing everything in the world.
The golden light lasted for several minutes before slowly fading away.
Finally, Ye Fan's consciousness regained control of his body.
"Xiao Fan, I have spent too much energy just now. I need to rest for a few days!" Mr. Wei's voice sounded in his ears again.
Ye Fan nodded, then looked down at Mr. Xiang in the wheelchair.
Looking from a distance, I saw that Mr. Xiang seemed to have received a spiritual baptism. His face was filled with incredible color, his lips moved, and he murmured:
"This...how is this possible? What happened?!"
"Mr. Xiang, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling better?" Ye Fan asked cautiously.
Hearing this, Mr. Xiang's eyes sharpened, as if he had used the strength of nine oxen and two tigers, and slowly raised his right hand.
Although his movements were extremely slow, like a waning old man, the cold beauty next to him was shocked when she saw this scene, as if she had seen something incredible.
And her pretty face, as cold as a robot, also showed an unconcealable joy, and she exclaimed: "Chief, can you... move?"
You must know that before, Mr. Xiang was invaded by the eight internal energies and could barely maintain his mental clarity, while his physical body could not move at all.
And now, although his movements are very slow, as long as the root cause of the disease is solved and he is completely cured, it is only a matter of time!
At this moment, Mr. Xiang looked straight at Ye Fan with his sharp eyes and said word by word:
"Little brother Ye, although the eight internal energies that have destroyed me for many years were not eliminated immediately, they were trapped in the Dantian by an overbearing force, and I did not dare to take a step beyond the realm of thunder! Even the powerful ones in heaven did not
