Chapter 12 Meridian Acupuncture and Moxibustion Sutra
Chapter 12 Meridian of Acupuncture and Moxibustion
Chen Xuan has already learned this "Ziwu Acupuncture Sutra".
Now that Hu Qingniu is dead, there is no need to stay in Butterfly Valley any longer.
Chen Xuan clapped his hands and was about to run away. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the group of Emei disciples suddenly started to quarrel.
Among the crowd, only one disciple was seen falling to the ground. Master Jue pointed at that person and cursed.
"What are you talking about! Adopt her? Don't you know that this child is an obstacle to the devil's sect?!"
"Master, don't be angry."
"Yes, Master, please take a breather. Junior Sister Zhiruo also has good intentions."
As soon as several Emei disciples stepped forward to persuade him, Master Miejie felt angry again and waved his sleeves and cursed.
"Good intentions?! This child is an obstacle to the Demon Sect! If I hadn't captured Yang Xiao, I would have killed this obstacle with one sword for insulting our sect!"
As soon as these words came out, all the Emei disciples did not dare to say a word.
They could see that Master Miejie had a very strong temper, and no one dared to offend her at this time.
"Zhou Zhiruo?"
Chen Xuan originally just wanted to watch the excitement, but he didn't expect that he would just see the Emei disciple who fell to the ground, it was none other than Zhou Zhiruo.
She probably wanted to plead for the little girl, but was pushed to the ground by Master Miejie, and she couldn't get up for a long time.
Master Miejie was so angry that she immediately walked away without even paying attention to Zhou Zhiruo, a good disciple.
Zhou Zhiruo was originally a peasant fisher girl and had little power in the Emei sect. Naturally, no one was willing to risk disapproval to help her at this moment.
The Emei group headed out of the valley in a mighty manner, leaving Zhou Zhiruo and the half-grown little girl alone.
Chen Xuan originally wanted to follow him, but Zhang Wuji suddenly pointed at Zhou Zhiruo and said in surprise.
"She's bleeding!"
"bleed?"
Chen Xuan leaned over and took a look, only to find that blood was oozing from the back of Zhou Zhiruo's head.
No wonder she never got up, she originally fell and hit her head.
Now Chen Xuan couldn't sit idly by and could only try to help her up first.
Although he now knows some acupuncture skills, Zhou Zhiruo has hit his head now, so it is best to go to Xiangyang City to see a doctor.
Seeing that he was about to leave, Zhang Wuji hurriedly reminded him.
"There's another one here."
"The younger one will be given to you as my wife."
Chen Xuan hugged Zhou Zhiruo and waved without looking back, leaving Zhang Wuji speechless for a moment.
He subconsciously turned around and looked at the little girl beside him.
The little girl was actually not much different from his age, she was about thirteen or fourteen years old, or three or four years younger than him at most.
He hesitated for a moment and was thinking of saying hello when the little girl suddenly pointed at Chen Xuan's back and asked.
"who is he?"
"he?"
Zhang Wuji was stunned. He didn't seem to have heard his name mentioned just now.
Just looking at his handsome back, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but yearn for him.
"It would be great if one day I could travel freely and freely like him."
In his mind, he looked back at the little girl beside him, and suddenly seemed to have a goal, and asked.
"May I have your name?"
"No regrets."
"No regrets?"
"My name is Yang Buhui, and my father is the Mingjiao Guangming Left Envoy, Yang Xiao."
Seeing that Yang Buhui speaks so skillfully, it must be her mother who often teaches her this.
"Yang Xiao? Mingjiao Guangmingzuo envoy?"
Zhang Wuji muttered something silently in his mind.
He has been following the miraculous doctor Hu Qingniu in Butterfly Valley for a while, and often hears him mention things about the Ming Cult.
Back then on Wudang Mountain, the six sects forced Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu to tell the whereabouts of the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun, which eventually led to the death of both Zhang Wuji's parents.
Since then, he has been holding his breath in his heart. He will not join the six sects. He wants to take revenge and make the heads of the six sects pay with their blood!
It's just that with his own strength, he is still too far away from the goal of revenge.
Over the years, as the mysterious cold poison in his body continued to attack, he always thought that he would die of regret.
Unexpectedly, he found a chance now.
"Under the chief leader of the Ming Cult, there are a total of left and right divine envoys. His status can be said to be lower than that of one person and above ten thousand people. If I can gain a relationship like Yang Xiao, maybe I can also gain a foothold in the Ming Cult!"
Thinking of this, Zhang Wuji asked Yang Buhui.
"Sister Buhui, do you know where your father is? I will take you to find him."
"Kunlun Mountain Bright Summit."
"Kunlun?"
Although Zhang Wuji thought this would be an opportunity, it was too difficult for him, a half-year-old boy, to take a little girl to Kunlun.
Zhang Wuji thought again and again but gritted his teeth and just uttered one word.
"Walk."
Then he took Yang Buhui to Kunlun and started another adventure.
As for Chen Xuan.
He anxiously carried Zhou Zhiruo to a medical clinic in the city. He thought that the back of the girl's head was covered in blood and she might not live long.
But after the doctor checked it out, it didn't seem serious, just a knock on the back of the head.
The doctor gave the medicine, then wrote the prescription and gave instructions.
"It's not a big problem. You can take this girl home and rest for a few days and she should be fine. These herbs can activate blood circulation and remove blood clots. You can bring them with you. The total is 1 tael and 72 yuan."
Chen Xuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this.
The doctor raised his head slightly and glanced at him.
"Looking at your young age and hard work, is it possible that you can't even spare two taels of silver?"
"...Wait a minute, I'll go home and get the money."
This time it really touched upon his sore spot. Where could Chen Xuan have any money from him.
He hurriedly ran back to Guo Mansion.
Lu Youjiao and Zhu Ziliu were not familiar with him, and the servants of Guo Mansion were not familiar with him either. The only one who could ask for money was Huang Rong.
He walked into Guo Mansion, and then he thought about this, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows secretly, thinking.
"I drank too much and joked with her before. I don't know if she will hold a grudge against me."
Think so.
He glanced around and happened to see Huang Rong walking out of the backyard.
She seemed to be worried, and her face looked a little gloomy.
Chen Xuan didn't care for a moment, walked over directly, stretched out his hand and said.
"Huang Nuxia, can you lend me some money?"
"silver?"
Huang Rong frowned, and a hint of anger flashed across her face.
"You injured my brother Jing, and you dare to ask me for money?"
"...I already have a way to treat Hero Guo's injury. Please give me two taels of silver first. I will use it for other purposes."
"Since you can save Brother Jing, why are you using these words?"
Huang Rong was so anxious after hearing this that she directly pulled Chen Xuan into the courtyard.
Only then did Chen Xuan notice that this was Guo Jing and Huang Rong's wing.
When he fired the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, it was Chen Xuan's first time to use martial arts, and he couldn't control the power at all.
Fortunately, Guo Jing's internal strength was strong, so even if he received a slap forcefully, he only suffered some internal injuries.
But I have been unconscious for the past few days.
Huang Rong was quite worried about this.
Chen Xuan wanted to bring Zhou Zhiruo back first, but now that Huang Rong was urging him to do it, he had no choice but to put it on the shelf and try to use the "Ziwu Acupuncture Sutra".
This medical technique is originally used to regulate qi and blood, and it is just suitable for Guo Jing's current illness.
"Go and find me some silver needles for acupuncture."
Looking at Guo Jing on the bed, Chen Xuan took his pulse and a way to treat him naturally appeared in his mind.
This feeling is like learning the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms before, it is completely natural, as if he was born with this martial art.
Although Chen Xuan also found it very strange, now is not the time to study these things.
While Chen Xuan was looking at Guo Jing's injuries, Huang Rong on the side frowned slightly and said in confusion.
"Silver Needle? Are you really good at medicine?"
"Why did I lie to you?"
"Why do you dare to lie to me? Since you are good at medicine and injured Brother Jing, why didn't you treat him a few days ago?"
"I just learned it not long ago, and I didn't even know how to do it during lunch."
Chen Xuan looked helpless, but Huang Rong was furious and said angrily.
"Do you really think I'm easy to deceive or something? It only took you a few hours to go to Butterfly Valley. Is it possible that in just a few hours, you could learn a medical skill by yourself?!"
"...It is what it is."
Chen Xuan muttered softly but did not dare to continue talking to Huang Rong about these things.
Zhou Zhiruo still needs two taels of silver to get him back.
He was not familiar with the doctor either. It would be troublesome if the doctor got impatient and just threw Zhou Zhiruo into the street.
Thinking of this, Chen Xuan looked around and happened to see a pair of silver needles used for acupuncture on the table. It seemed that Huang Rong had also tried to calm Guo Jing's qi.
"Hello!"
Seeing that he picked up the silver needle and really wanted to heal Guo Jing's injury, Huang Rong's face darkened, with a hint of warning.
"Chen, I don't care what your purpose is, but if you hurt Brother Jing, I will definitely not let you go!"
"Nvxia Huang, don't worry, Daxia Guo and I had no grudges in the past and have no grudges in recent days. What reason do I have to hurt him?"
"Why don't you have a reason?"
"What excuse can I have?"
Chen Xuan joked while arranging the silver needles.
"You don't really think that I like you, an old lady, do you? There are so many beautiful girls on the street, but I don't want them, so I have to like you?"
"Chen! You are shameless!"
Huang Rong was so embarrassed and angry when she heard this, she linked her arms and struck Chen Xuan with a blue wave palm technique.
Unexpectedly, he used one hand to set the needle and the other hand to block and move at will. With this dual purpose, he actually managed to stabilize Huang Rong's head.
While joking, Chen Xuan's eyes narrowed, he picked up five silver needles with two fingers, and then with a snap of his fingers, he inserted the five silver needles into five acupuncture points on Guo Jing's shoulders and back.
As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while insiders watch the door.
Chen Xuan's skill in flicking the needle was precise and even in force, sealing the five energy channels in Guo Jing's body almost at the same time.
Even if Huang Rong is not good at medical skills, it can be seen that he is indeed good at it.
However, at this time, instead of feeling that Chen Xuan was exceptionally talented, Huang Rong felt more and more that he had ulterior motives.
As for his self-taught rhetoric, how could Huang Rong believe it?
Going from Xiangyang City to Butterfly Valley would take several hours just on the road. Is it possible that no matter how genius he is, he can learn a medical classic in an instant?
Huang Rong was determined that Chen Xuan was deliberately causing harm, and Bao Buqi had also deliberately done so when he sneaked into her boudoir.
She is just not sure what Chen Xuan's purpose is now.
Logically speaking, with Chen Xuan's martial arts skills, he can definitely establish a sect and become famous all over the world.
When the time comes, gold, silver, wealth, and beauties will be readily available.
Why is he so unknown now and has to sneak into her boudoir?
Huang Rong couldn't figure it out. The only reasonable explanation was that Chen Xuan came here for her.
Just when she thought of this possibility, she couldn't help but think of Chen Xuan who just laughed at her for being an old lady who was crazy all day long.
Huang Rong couldn't make up her mind for a moment, but she didn't expect that while she was thinking so wildly, Guo Jing on the hospital bed actually let out a long groan.
"Brother Jing!"
When Huang Rong heard the voice, she subconsciously reached out to see Guo Jing's condition.
"Don't touch the silver needle!"
Chen Xuan was still pinching his fingers to apply the needle, but Huang Rong unexpectedly stretched out his hand and just took the silver needle from Guo Jing's neck.
This acupuncture point is extremely particular. No matter the strength, depth or position, or even the difference in texture and temperature of the silver needle, it will lead to different effects.
He always thought that Huang Rong had been traveling around the world for so many years, so he should have basic common sense not to disturb others when they were performing acupuncture and treatment.
But he didn't expect Huang Rong to be in a trance, simply absent-minded.
Guo Jing suddenly made a sound, which immediately made her reach out subconsciously, and accidentally touched the silver needle acupuncture point.