As expected, Ren Feijie's handsome eyebrows moved and he said in surprise: "Dragon blood? Don't lie to me."
Seeing his surprised and slightly excited expression, Ye Guhong knew there was something going on and nodded sharply: "I once accidentally drank a few drops of dragon's blood. At that time, I lost too much blood. When I was dying, I felt that my blood was
If you give it to Senior Brother Di, it might help him."
Ren Feijie, as if he hadn't heard what Ye Guhong said, rubbed his chin and recalled: "Dragon Blood, I once saw a record in a medical book about the fall of the Dragon Clan, but there are still real dragons alive in the world.
Dragon blood was once used by dragon-slaying warriors as a celebration of victory. It is said that after being applied to wounds, it will heal serious injuries very quickly."
"Yes, yes, this is how my internal injuries will heal faster than ordinary people."
Ye Guhong said excitedly
Ren Feijie stretched out his other hand and said, "Stretch your hand over."
Ye Guhong didn't know what was going on, but he still extended his hand as he was told.
Ren Feijie checked Ye Guhong's pulse for a long time, and suddenly frowned: "Strange, really strange, I have never seen the structure of your meridians before."
Ye Guhong scratched his head and said, "What's so strange?"
Ren Feijie thought for a long time, as if he was trying to find something to say. After a long time, he said: "Ordinary people's meridians are like streams, just like the stream in the yard. Such streams are often blocked by stones, and the water flow will be fast and slow. But your meridians, as if
An extremely broad river, although the current is not turbulent, it can flow freely with meridians like yours, which even some masters who have practiced for decades may not be able to achieve."
Ye Guhong said: "I know this myself, but what does it have to do with Senior Brother Di's injury?"
Ren Feijie chuckled awkwardly: "Oh, it doesn't matter."
Seeing Ye Guhong's worried look, Ren Feijie suddenly said: "Although your spiritual breath is very weak, it is very pure. It seems to be the effect of dragon blood. Maybe if you help Di Xu, it will have a miraculous effect."
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Ye Guhong nodded and said: "Okay, that's it."
Ren Feijie smiled bitterly and said, "What's the rush? Do you know how to use spiritual energy to help people heal their injuries?"
"Um... isn't it possible to pour spiritual energy into his body?"
Ren Feijie said: "Well, there is a way. I will teach you some introductory spiritual breathing treatment methods first. Our Cang Yue Sect is based on saving people. Any healing method can be taught to everyone in the world unconditionally. If you have the opportunity in the future, you can also
Spread this mentality.”
A feeling of admiration suddenly rose in Ye Guhong's heart. Not everyone has such a generous mind and can impart his master's skills unconditionally.
This busyness lasted from morning to night
Ye Guhong was so tired that he collapsed several times, recuperated and rested several times, and helped Di Xu heal his injuries several times. He was so busy that he couldn't even spare time to eat.
But all this is not without value
Seeing Di Xu's face turning rosy, Ren Feijie couldn't help but sigh: "Junior Brother Ye, if you can join our Cang Yue Sect, you will definitely be able to save many people."
Ye Guhong was very grateful to Ren Feijie now, and said with a smile: "Now that I know some medical skills, I can be useful in the future, no matter which sect I am in, I can help you at any time."
Ren Feijie nodded in approval: "Then let me first thank you for those people who will be saved by you in the future."
Ye Guhong stretched his waist. Although he had some back pain, he was in a very good mood.
After walking out of the inner room, Zhu Ling rushed over. It turned out that the rest of the Xingwen disciples had been sent away by Zhu Ling, but he had been worried about his good friend Di Xu.
Ye Guhong didn't want him to worry, so he said directly without waiting for him to ask: "Senior Brother Di is fine."
Zhu Ling exaggeratedly breathed a long sigh of relief and slumped down on the chair: "You damn little brat, it's grandma's fault for making me worry so much!"
Suddenly, a heartbreaking cry came from the inner room next door. Ye Guhong knew that this was where Zhong Ya lived and hurried to the door.
The door opened, and a female disciple appeared inside. She came out with a bowl of medicine without drinking a drop of it. She smiled bitterly and said: "She touched the injury on her face and was very excited."
Ye Guhong hurried over and saw that Zhong Ya was crying non-stop. He picked up the pillow next to him and shook it back and forth to look at her physique. It was definitely not life-threatening. It was just because of her disfigurement that her emotions were devastated.
Ye Guhong grabbed Zhong Ya's wrist and let her struggle for several times without breaking free. Then he said: "Senior sister, listen to me!"
"What... what are you talking about! Don't look at me, I'm ugly, I... I... ah!" She was incoherent, but obviously she couldn't accept the reality of being disfigured.
Ye Guhong could only reluctantly comfort him: "Sister, the scar is actually nothing."
"You're talking lightly!" Zhong Ya said angrily, "I... I wasn't beautiful to begin with, and now I'm even more ugly... So ugly, how can I meet anyone... who... who would still want to marry me..."
By the end, the anger had turned back into sadness
Ye Guhong was not good at comforting people, so he could only scratch his head and say: "Oh, it doesn't matter, senior sister... you are a nice person, many people like you, and no one cares... Look at me, I have suffered so many injuries, and my body...
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Halfway through his words, he suddenly paused
I have suffered so many injuries, why are there no scars left?
No need to ask, it must be the effect of dragon blood!
Thinking of this, Ye Guhong hurriedly pulled open his left collar and looked down at his shoulder.
Sure enough, the scar left during the fight with Jueqing had long since disappeared and the skin was firm and smooth. How could one tell that he had been slashed?
"Sister, don't be afraid!" Ye Guhong smiled excitedly, "I can help you get rid of the scars."
Zhong Ya finally calmed down this time and asked with a confused expression: "Is... is it true?"
Ye Guhong used the healing technique he had just learned, stretched out his hand to touch Zhong Ya's face, shrugged and said, "Try it."
The pure dragon flame spiritual breath is converted into pure spiritual breath without elemental attributes by the Healing Art, and the function of the Healing Art is to transform the surging spiritual breath into pure and long-lasting spiritual breath.
Normally, the spiritual energy in Ye Guhong's body is like a bucket of water. If it is poured out, it will be drained all at once. If this is the case, it will not be able to heal the injury at all.
The Healing Art avoids this situation and maximizes the healing effect of spiritual breath.
Gradually, Zhong Ya only felt warm and itchy on her face. She wanted to reach out to scratch her face, but she didn't dare to.
After a long time, Zhong Ya only felt a foul smell gradually emanating from her face. Her face felt hot and humid, as if her face was covered with a layer of mud.
When Zhong Ya's endurance was about to reach its limit, Ye Guhong breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the dirt on Zhong Ya's face, and said with a smile: "It's done!"
Zhong Ya, like a puppet, was held by Ye Guhong to go out
Ye Guhong brought a basin of water over. Zhong Ya washed the dirt on her face. After a while, the basin of water turned black.
Zhong Ya took the dry towel, wiped it, and slowly turned her head
Several people present were immediately dumbfounded when they saw Zhong Ya's face.