Looking at Fang Lin's cold, murderous eyes, the evil spirit suddenly twitched with fright. How could he dare to complain at all?
I quickly and timidly followed his instructions and lay down.
"Shangxian, please don't underestimate Zhu Cong. A guy who can manipulate the two top families in Seoul Province is definitely not as simple as you think."
Fear was nothing but fear, but under the strong desire to survive, the evil ghost still said timidly with a trace of luck.
This has nothing to do with medical skills. Thousands of years of experience have proven that this is completely outside the scope of medical skills.
Therefore, the evil spirits did not dare to have any extravagant hopes for Fang Lin's medical skills, but compared to the endless torture, it was obviously better to have a good time.
Although he mainly hopes that Fang Lin will suspend his so-called separation, the evil ghost's words are not completely unreasonable.
Zhu Cong hurriedly accepted the challenge. Although all three forts had been destroyed, it was impossible for him to prepare a feasible retreat without considering the possible failure in advance due to his intelligence.
"Stop talking nonsense, I never paid attention to Zhu Cong from the beginning to the end.
If you don’t want to die, just cooperate with me honestly."
How could his little thoughts escape Fang Lin's eyes?
His face turned completely gloomy in an instant.
"Ouch... ouch! Of course I want to live as a child.
"Exalted... Immortal, but you are too scary, otherwise, I beg you, you might as well give me a happy one!"
This is completely impossible to achieve. Then the evil ghost really doesn't know where to trust Fang Lin?
Rather than being frightened to death by him, it would be better to just have a good time, so he immediately cried out without tears.
"This is the happiest way."
Touching the Qiankun Pot with his fingertips, Fang Lin said coldly.
"Yes... God, please forgive me. I will listen to you in everything."
The action is so obvious that it's just to get the talisman, how can the evil ghost dare to be so nagging?
I had no choice but to close my eyes.
Compared to the miserable Pyroblast Talisman, this is indeed the most enjoyable method.
But the evil ghost didn't dare to ask for Fang Lin's so-called way of survival, so he simply closed his eyes. In fact, he was helplessly waiting for death.
A sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth, Fang Lin held the scalpel and quickly activated his clairvoyance eye again.
With the breakthrough of the fourth level of cultivation, although he is still in the golden elixir realm, his abilities in all aspects have been rapidly improved.
Not only has the visual range and distance increased, but it has also improved by leaps and bounds on living bodies. Fang Lin has even reached the point where he can clearly see any meridians and minute attachments on blood vessels.
Just like now, at a glance, Fang Lin could clearly see the traces of black energy emanating from the meridians in Nan Tiexin's body, which was obviously not something ordinary people could possess.
A simple observation of the forest below shows that the symbiosis is not completely integrated.
For example, under normal circumstances, Nan Tiexin is still Nan Tiexin, but the evil spirits can cultivate in a certain corner of her body.
It is not that he can be completely controlled by the evil spirit, otherwise Nan Tiexin would not have an independent consciousness of his own at all, and it should have been completely occupied long ago.
In other words, although the relationship between them is more integrated than attachment, and they are indeed connected by blood, they are still unique individuals, just attached to any place in the body.
To put it simply, the common attachment is that the evil spirit is attached to the human body as a whole and can be detached at any time.
In Nan Tiexin's case, any of Xie Sui's meridians, blood vessels and other organs were attached to her corresponding organs.
As long as he is slightly careless and forcibly separates the evil spirit, Nan Tiexin's meridians and blood vessels will be completely torn apart. The pain is simply more painful than ten thousand horses dismembering the body, and there is no chance of saving it.
With the needle in hand, Fang Lin quickly sealed all the meridians and acupuncture points of Nan Tiexin. The sharp scalpel also flew quickly on her body, passing by gently, and her vitality followed the blade and traveled along each of her meridians.
Although today's medical technology is so powerful that even replacing organs such as the heart is no longer a problem.
But Fang Lin believes that he is the only one who can make subtle movements on blood vessels and meridians.
A seemingly extremely complicated operation, but with the help of clairvoyance eyes and vitality, Fang Lin did not waste much time. In less than half an hour, as he injected a large amount of vitality into Nan Tiexin's body, countless black smoke erupted from her body.
It ended with the wounds all over his body flying out.
"Many...many thanks to the immortal for saving my life.
The Immortal is really a god, not...a god. I was worried before that my cultivation was not enough to extend Nan Tiexin's life, and that I would die early!"
The black smoke instantly merged into one, and the evil ghost revealed its true form, looking like a middle-aged man in his forties.
Just like ordinary little ghosts, their feet are off the ground and there is no shadow under the light.
"Then you can only blame yourself for choosing the wrong host. Miss Nan is kind and determined at heart. It's not that easy to control her at any time.
It's a good thing that this is the case, otherwise you would be burdened with blood debts and you would never be alive today."
Separating them really consumed a lot of Fang Lin's energy. After giving a simple reply, he quickly sat cross-legged and began to adjust his breath.
An eternal problem was solved in Fang Lin's hands in less than half an hour.
In the excitement, the evil ghost no longer knew what to say, and his admiration for him was as continuous and surging as the surging river.
"Shangxian, Zhu Cong only gave you one hour, and there are less than fifteen minutes left. Is this really too late?
You must have consumed a lot just now, are you taking a break for now?
Anyway, the Poison Platform has been destroyed now, and Zhu Cong can't make much trouble for the time being."
According to common sense, no matter how powerful Fang Lin is, it will take at least half an hour to recover. The evil ghost couldn't help but worry a little.
Just five minutes later, Fang Lin jumped up, looking as relaxed as if nothing had happened.
While dumbfounded, if it hadn't been for the lack of a heart, the evil spirit would have had a heart attack. He could no longer imagine how terrifying Fang Lin was.
He said before that he didn't take Zhu Cong seriously, and the evil spirit thought he was bragging and arrogant and ignorant.
At this time, he had to completely believe Fang Lin's words. This guy's abilities were too incredible.
"Why do you think Zhu Cong gave me this hour?"
Fang Lin stretched his muscles a little and said casually.
"Isn't it just to show off?
Or is it that he doesn’t want to die either?
Is there any other reason?"
The evil ghost asked full of questions.
"There are indeed these two reasons, but these are not the most critical."
"The Immortal is so insightful! I'm afraid no one will think of this except you, right?"
But, what exactly is Zhu Cong planning?"
Having said that, Zhu Cong's behavior was indeed very suspicious, but the evil ghost still had no clue and asked doubtfully.
