Chapter 2772
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Those who blaspheme the Saintess will be sent to the Unclean Abyss (2)
"Preposterous! Where did this shrew come from? How dare she speak nonsense in front of the Saintess! "
"Is this person blind? If she didn't interrupt, the youngest son of the Lin Family would have recovered."
"I think I saw this woman brought in by Lin Shaomin. I don't see the aura of the Horton Tribe's cultivation method on her. She should be an outside cultivator, right?"
"Is Lin Shaomin stupid? He actually brought a shrew to offend the Saintess. This time, her brother's only chance of being saved is gone."
"Bah, even if he can't be saved, he deserves it. This woman is so arrogant. How dare she slander the Saintess. If we don't punish her, won't people think that our Horton Tribe is easy to bully?! "
"Someone who blasphemes the Saintess like this should be sent to the Unclean Abyss!"
"Right, send her to the Unclean Abyss!"
As the shouts of the surrounding people grew louder and louder, the deacons and guards of Clean Le Pavilion also surrounded Mu Yan with unkind expressions.
Ya Shuang's face was as cold as ice. She stared at Mu Yan coldly: "I, Ya Shuang, have treated countless patients. Just the meridian atrophy alone, I've cured dozens. How dare you question my medical skills today. Fine, tell me, how should I cripple this brat? If you can't give me a good reason, don't blame me for being merciless! "
A middle-aged man in the line of Saintess Ya Yue, who was playing the dulcimer, suddenly walked up and said loudly: "A few years ago, I also suffered from meridian atrophy. It was Saintess Ya Shuang who cured me. You lowly outsider woman, how dare you slander the Saintess of Clean Le Pavilion in the Clear Night Hall. What are your intentions? "
Mu Yan looked at the middle-aged man and sneered: "Do you really think that your illness has been cured? That's right, your meridians are no longer atrophied, but the Spiritual Qi in your body is starting to go out of control. It often attacks the Fengchi, Baihui, and Shenque acupuncture points, making you unable to eat or sleep in peace. Isn't this the reason why you came to find the Saintess of Clean Le Pavilion today? "
The middle-aged man was stunned and almost blurted out: "You, how do you know?"
Muyan says indifferently: "I also know that this isn't the first time you've fallen ill. A year ago, when your illness flared up, the Spiritual Qi only attacked the Lesser Yin and Lesser Yang meridians in your feet, making it difficult for you to walk. But this time, your life is in danger. However, you don't have to worry too much. This pain won't last for long … "
She chuckled softly, "Because when your illness acts up for the third time, you will die immediately and be completely free."
When the middle-aged man heard this, his body trembled uncontrollably.
His Adam's apple bobbed up and down. He wanted to roar at this girl for spouting nonsense and refute her loudly, but all his words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't make a single sound.
Because he knew that this woman was right. Every symptom she mentioned was extremely accurate. It was as if she had seen his illness with her own eyes.
Unknowingly, his mind had been completely gripped by the last sentence, "When the third relapse occurs, he will die immediately". Even his reverence for Mu Lege had been thrown to the back of his head.
"You … why did you … then what should I do, what should I do?"
Mu Yan's gaze turned towards Ya Shuang and she said in a low voice: "On the surface, Lin Shaocong's illness seems to be the atrophy of his meridians. But in fact, the root of the illness isn't in his meridians, but in his dantian. If it's only treated as an ordinary vein atrophy to strengthen his meridians, perhaps the root of the illness can be trapped in his dantian for several years, but it won't cure the root of the illness. "
(End of this chapter)
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