Mr. Qin nodded subconsciously and admitted: "Yes."
Seeing this, Fu Canglong stopped asking any more questions. Instead, he stretched out his hand towards Mr. Qin and shouted softly: "Silver Needle."
Mr. Qin suddenly woke up and quickly took out a ten-centimeter silver needle from the needle box and handed it to Fu Canglong's hand.
Fu Canglong took the silver needle, glanced at Mr. Qin, and said: "If the thirteen needles of the Ghost Gate are used on ordinary people, only the first twelve needles can save people."
"But, for her, it's really not possible."
"Her physique is different from ordinary people. This is not saving people, but harming them."
"I believe you can also see that she was seriously injured and her foundation was damaged."
"The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate can indeed restore her foundation, but only the complete Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate can do it, especially the last stitch is the most important."
After saying that, the silver needle fell from Fu Canglong's hand.
The silver needle pierced the woman in red's chin an inch below and to the left.
"This is the thirteenth needle of the thirteen needles of the Gate of Ghosts, bringing the dead back to life."
As Fu Canglong finished speaking, the woman in red's face instantly returned to normal. She coughed, sat up suddenly, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Hong Ling, you're awake, how do you feel?"
Fu Canglong held Hong Ling and asked with concern.
"I feel much better."
Hong Ling, who had just woken up, smiled when she saw Fu Canglong supporting her.
Although her face is pale, she is extremely beautiful, like a blooming snow lotus.
"I finally see you."
For Hongling, nothing is happier than this.
On the side, Mr. Qin was even more excited than Fu Canglong when he saw Hong Ling waking up.
This is the thirteenth needle of the Thirteen Needles of the Gate of Ghosts, and it is indeed unpredictable.
Ancient books say that if a top doctor performs the complete Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, he can achieve the effect of bringing the dead back to life. Therefore, the last stitch of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate is also called resurrecting.
Just now, Mr. Qin saw with his own eyes the last of the thirteen stitches of the Ghost Gate, which made him very excited.
thump!
Mr. Qin suddenly knelt in front of Fu Canglong and shouted: "Sir, please teach me the complete thirteen stitches of the Ghost Gate."
Several other doctors were stunned.
Those who responded quickly also knelt down and shouted: "Sir, please teach me too, and I will definitely carry forward the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate."
thump!
thump!
thump!
I saw someone kneeling down, followed by a second and a third.
In the blink of an eye, all the doctors knelt in front of Fu Canglong.
Fu Canglong wanted to talk to Hong Ling, but when he saw this scene, he felt helpless.
But, in the end, Fu Canglong took a deep look at Mr. Qin and others, and nodded in agreement.
"Well, you go to the Huichun Hall first. I will go back to the Huichun Hall to teach you the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Sect as long as I have time. How about that?"
Fu Canglong finally decided to send Mr. Qin and others to the Huichun Hall first, and then teach them when he has time.
When Mr. Qin heard this, he was not dissatisfied at all, but was very excited.
"Mr. Xie, after today, I would like to respect you as my teacher."
With these words, Mr. Qin stood up and left the tent.
"We are also willing to respect you as our teacher."
Several other doctors also stood up and left behind Mr. Qin.
After these people left, apart from Fu Canglong and Hong Ling, there was only one middle-aged man left in the tent.
Fu Canglong glanced at the middle-aged man and said, "You can go out too."
"Hong Ling and I have something to say and need to talk alone."
Even though the middle-aged man had a military rank and was considered a very important figure in the eyes of the people, after hearing Fu Canglong's words, the middle-aged man nodded and wisely withdrew.
Fu Canglong and Hong Ling were the only two people left in the tent.
"How did you become like this?" Fu Canglong turned back to look at Hong Ling and asked in confusion.
As the leader of the killer organization, Hongling's cultivation level is not weak, on the contrary, he is very strong.
She has reached the realm of Transformation Master.
The realm of martial arts is divided into external strength, inner strength, transformation realm, divine realm, innate and supreme.
A master can be called a master in the realm of transformation, and he is definitely a rare existence in the world of martial arts.
He was really surprised that Hong Ling was injured like this.
Speaking of this, Hong Ling's eyes showed overwhelming murderous intent.
The time when Hongling came to Jiangcheng happened to be the day when her menstrual period was coming.
Due to her physical condition, Hong Ling's body will become extremely weak during her menstrual period. Although she is a transformation master, if she meets someone of the same level these days, she will definitely not be her opponent.
Therefore, she found a hotel nearby to stay and rest.
However, she never expected that she would meet a deadly enemy.
Blood Shura.
He was also a cultivator in the Transformation Realm and was Skynet's mortal enemy. Hong Ling once led Skynet to encircle and suppress him.
He was seriously injured and later disappeared. It is unknown where he fled.
Unexpectedly, I met Blood Shura here.
Blood Shura was dressed like a Taoist, and Hongling didn't recognize him at first.
The moment she recognized Blood Shura was when Blood Shura appeared in her room and attacked her.
Blood Shura had fought against her many times and knew that she was at her weakest during her menstrual period, so he chose to attack her secretly without hesitation.
Otherwise, if he encounters Hongling, Blood Shura's first reaction is to run away.
Helplessly, Hongling, who was in a weak stage, was no match for Blood Shura. Hongling was subdued by Blood Shura and taken to Qingcheng Mountain.
However, Hong Ling was also very human. He gave Blood Shura a desperate blow and finally escaped from Blood Shura's hands.
"When my cultivation level recovers, I will kill him."
Hong Ling said this bitterly.
Fu Canglong looked at Hong Ling and sighed softly, and said: "You broke your foundation before, but now your cultivation is probably below the level of Transformation."
"I'm afraid you are no match for him now."
Hongling's eyes dimmed for a moment, and then her eyes were full of unwillingness.
Fu Canglong gently patted Hong Ling's shoulder and said with a smile: "However, it's not entirely a bad thing."
"The skills you cultivate are very special and have the ability to be transferred. If you can transfer other people's cultivation to your body and use it for your own use, you can not only return to the realm of transformation, but you can even reach a higher level."
"But whose cultivation should I pass on to..."
While Hong Ling was speaking, she suddenly looked at Fu Canglong and saw Fu Canglong looking at her with a smile on his face.
Obviously, the person she was thinking of was exactly the same as what Fu Canglong was thinking.
Blood Shura.
"But, I am no match for him now..."
Hong Ling said reluctantly, but mid-sentence was interrupted by Fu Canglong.
"You are mine. If Blood Shura hurts you, I will naturally not spare him."
"Since he is looking for death, let's just kill him."
"Do you know where he is?"
Hearing Fu Canglong say that she was his, Hongling felt warm in her heart, and the unhappiness just now seemed to have disappeared.
Hongling thought for a while and said: "He is now the mountain owner of Qingcheng Mountain. If nothing else, he will be in Qingcheng Mountain."
"Presumably he killed the original Qingcheng Mountain Master and replaced him without anyone noticing."
Fu Canglong nodded when he heard this. He had to say that this Blood Shura was quite a character.
Tread!
At this moment, the middle-aged man who had been taken away before came back again, and there was a person carrying him in his hand, like he was carrying a chicken.
thump!
The middle-aged man held the man still at Fu Canglong's feet. The man let out a scream, and the middle-aged man didn't even look at it.
The middle-aged man pointed at the man and reported to Fu Canglong: "Mr. Fu, this man was sneaking around and was captured by our people."
"This man has confessed everything."
"He was sent by the Lord of Qingcheng Mountain to search for the whereabouts of your friend."
"If he knows your whereabouts, he will send the news back to Qingcheng Mountain. Once Qingcheng Mountain gets the news, it will send people again to capture your friend back to Qingcheng Mountain."
"In addition, the Lord of Qingcheng Mountain sent not only him, but at least hundreds of people."
When Hongling heard this, he was furious.
Blood Shura is so evil that he still wants to take her back. He deserves to be killed.
When Fu Canglong heard this, his expression was calm.
He glanced at the man indifferently and asked indifferently: "Is the Lord of Qingcheng Mountain still in Qingcheng Mountain?"
The man did not dare to hide anything and quickly replied: "Yes, the mountain master is at Qingcheng Mountain."
Fu Canglong nodded slightly and said, "Okay, in that case, I'd like you to lead the way."
"I want to have a good chat with your mountain master. I want to ask him what kind of death he prefers."
The man fainted from fright on the spot.
At this time, the middle-aged man stepped forward and said respectfully to Fu Canglong: "Mr. Fu, the old general has an explanation. If you can find anything useful, please feel free to give me your instructions."
"As long as you give an order, I can summon my troops and level Qingcheng Mountain."