Chapter 935

Mengqi turned around and pointed at Duan Rui. "Doctor Zhong, this is Duan Rui with the Soul-dissociating Syndrome."

"Isn't he Duan Fusheng …" Feng Yuanjing blurted out.

Mengqi knew what was going on. He held back his laughter and said, "You can call him that."

As a Half-step Exterior Scenery master, Zhong Taiping could sense the person lying on the bed even before he entered the room. The person's acupoints were sealed all over his body. He came in to take a look and immediately knew that the person was a patient. He had just been trying to change the topic. Hearing this, he walked to the bed and picked up Duan Rui's left hand. He placed his index and middle fingers on the wrist in a very strange position to feel the pulse. He was so focused that he put away all the emotions from before.

After a while, Zhong Taiping withdrew two of his fingers and took out a dozen silver needles. He inserted them into different acupoints of Duan Rui. After nine consecutive changes, Duan Rui's expression changed. The muscles on his face twisted and his eyes quickly became dark. His pupils could hardly be seen.

"I'm going to kill you!" he screamed.

Some of his acupoints had been unblocked and he could speak. He opened his mouth and was about to spit out saliva.

Zhong Taiping was a Half-step Exterior Scenery master. How could he not know? He changed his genuine Qi and told Duan Rui to "shut up". Then he withdrew the silver needles and looked at Duan Rui whose eyes were gradually returning to normal.

This series of changes made Meng Qi secretly nod his head. "Nine-nos Doctor" had an eccentric temperament. Although he was eccentric and arrogant, his medical skills were truly extraordinary. He truly deserved the title of Doctor of Miracle!

Before Mengqi could speak, Feng Yuanjing couldn't help asking, "Uncle Zhong, is it the Soul-dissociating Syndrome?"

Her behavior attracted Feng Bin's attention, but she didn't say anything. No one knew what she was thinking.

Zhong Taiping stroked his goatee and said slowly, "It is indeed the Soul-dissociating Syndrome. Young Master Su, please tell us the whole story. There are many kinds of Soul-dissociating Syndrome."

This was the "inquiry" of the four senses.

Mengqi described what he had encountered and learned from Duan Rui. He only concealed the fact that Zhen Chang had stolen the scripture and that Duan Rui might be practicing the Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture.

To be honest, he found it strange. The Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture was a Peerless Godly Kung Fu that could improve one's aptitude and the level of Kung Fu moves. but it was mainly used to improve one's genuine Qi. Was it possible that he was hiding something? His adoptive father had taught him a good set of Devil Kung Fu and he had improved it with the Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture?

It was Feng Yuanjing's first time learning about Duan Rui's background and the origin of his kung fu. She sympathized with him and speculated that his crazy adoptive father was the culprit and that his nine postures were the source of his Soul-dissociating Syndrome.

Feng Bin nodded slightly. If it was the Soul-dissociating Syndrome caused by Kung Fu, there was nothing to be afraid of as long as he stopped practicing. With Duan Rui's aptitude, he could also improve by leaps and bounds by practicing other skills!

Zhong Taiping stroked his goatee and nodded. "One of the major types of Soul-dissociating Syndrome is' two souls in one body '. It has existed since ancient times. Some people are born this way because of the bewitchment in the womb, while others are' reincarnated in another body '. In such a situation, one must find a master who is good at the Way of the Soul and Vital Spirit to help fix the extra soul. Then, with the help of talismans and medicine, the soul can be forcibly removed or eliminated. It can be cured completely, but it is very dangerous. If one is not careful, the remaining soul will be hurt, leaving irreparable damage.

"But according to Young Master Su's description and Young Master Duan's pulse and performance, we can rule out the possibility of having two souls in one body."

Feng Yuanjing was very nervous at first, but when Zhong Taiping said that this possibility could be ruled out, she let out a long sigh of relief. At the same time, she complained to herself, "Uncle Zhong is so useless. Just tell me what the reason is. Don't make me worry for no reason!"

Mengqi listened without batting an eyelid, but he was thinking of himself. If the original Su Ziyuan's soul had not dissipated when he traveled to this world, then he would have two souls in one body. He would be another schizophrenic. He wondered what type Gu Xiaosang and Demoness Gu were …

Zhong Wei craned his neck to look at Duan Rui on the bed. He didn't know if he was envious or sympathetic. Duan Rui's cultivation method was so powerful that he could defeat an enemy with six or seven acupores opened at such a young age. It was really something to look forward to, but he was in such a mess that he couldn't even control his body and movements. It was really sad.

"… Young Master Duan's Soul-dissociating Syndrome can be preliminarily determined …" Zhong Taiping was verbose like many doctors. After a long speech, he finally got to the point. "He has a simple, honest, and kind heart, but the demonic power he cultivates can subtly change a person's nature and way of doing things. In other words, it can strengthen a person's extreme and depraved side, which is very contradictory to him. Over time, without him noticing, this kind of conflict, this kind of subconscious protection became stronger and stronger, to the point that he thought that the extreme part of the demonic power that strengthened him was not him. He pushed it out, and the two were initially separated, resulting in the Soul-dissociating Syndrome."

Tears welled up in Duan Rui's eyes, and his vision blurred. "So that's it. I'm not born a bad person!"

"This is orthodox schizophrenia …" Mengqi concluded.

There were many demonic skills that could strengthen a person's extreme nature and desire to kill. Feng Bin and Feng Yuanjing had no objection to this.

Qi Zhengyan listened attentively. He pursed his lips and seemed to be thinking about something.

"Doctor Zhong, are you sure that the nine postures are demonic skills? But Duan Rui's adopted father doesn't seem to be a good person. Even if he cultivates demonic skills, he will only be like a fish in water. It doesn't contradict his nature much. Why did he also go crazy? "Mengqi asked.

Zhong Taiping shook his head. "It might not be the nine postures. Anyway, there are traces of demonic skills."

At this moment, Duan Rui desperately wanted to speak.

Mengqi flicked his finger and unlocked his acupoint. At the same time, he reminded Feng Yuanjing and the others to pay attention to the saliva.

"I, no, that evil spirit said that the reason why my adopted father went crazy was that he deliberately hid the real problem of his cultivation and misled him into changing the order of the nine postures …" Duan Rui said hurriedly. From the previous conversation with the evil spirit, he was sure that the nine postures were demonic skills!

Mengqi took a light breath. Was it not the Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture? Or was it like in the Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, where advanced Buddhist kung fu needed to be harmonized with Buddhism, or else there would be problems? But there were no hidden dangers when he cultivated the Golden Bell Shield …

Everyone knew that changing the order of cultivation would cause problems, but it was rare to see normal cultivation like Duan Rui. Most of them belonged to demonic skills — fast progress, powerful, and easy to cause problems.

Zhong Taiping heard Duan Rui's words and nodded. "It's easy to cure if you know the root cause."

"Doctor Zhong, can you really cure it?" Duan Rui was surprised, happy, and excited. Feng Yuanjing's face was full of joy.

Zhong Taiping blew his beard and glared. "If I say I can cure it, then I definitely can!"

His bad attitude made Duan Rui completely believe that this was the attitude a doctor should have!

"First of all, you have to stop practicing the nine postures." Zhong Taiping said directly, "Then, with the help of medicine and acupuncture, you can suppress and absorb the severed parts and integrate them again. Of course, the premise is that you can't resist it and don't think of it as an evil spirit."

Duan Rui was stunned. "I, I have to integrate with the evil spirit?"

"What, what kind of cure is this …"

Zhong Taiping pulled a long face. "He is you, and you are him. Unless you are killed, you can't get rid of it. But you can integrate it again and let it become a part of you that has no thoughts of its own. It will belong to you and be under your control."

Mengqi also said, "Little Duan, everyone has their own negative parts. Who doesn't have some dark desires in life? The key is to suppress it, not be controlled by it, and treat it rationally. "

"Didn't you think about getting rich, marrying a concubine, and bullying your peers? That's normal. Knowing that they are just fantasies and forgetting them is a good person. "

"Everyone has an evil spirit. It depends on how you deal with it. Forcibly dividing it is the worst choice."

Duan Rui's shock eased a little and he nodded thoughtfully. But at his age, he still didn't know much.

Mengqi pondered for a while and pulled out Heaven Inflicted Pain. "Let's do it this way. You see yourself as' Yang 'and the evil spirit as' Yin '. You can tell whether my blade is Yang or Yin."

Seeing that "Killing Blade" Su Meng was about to show his bladesmanship, Feng Yuanjing and Zhong Wei were excited. They held their breath and waited to watch. Feng Bin and Zhong Taiping also turned their attention to him.

The jumping silver snake disappeared. Mengqi slashed at the void. The sound of the wind disappeared. The momentum of the blade seemed hard and soft, Yin and Yang, as if it was constantly changing. Yin and Yang were rooted in each other and were difficult to distinguish.

The combination of Yin and Yang, which is Yin and which is Yang?

"Eh …" Feng Bin and Zhong Taiping both knew the mystery of this blade and nodded slightly. If they were to encounter it, they would have to forcibly resolve it.

The long blade fell. At the last moment, Yin turned into Yang and softness into hardness. It shook the room and dust fell from the roof.

"Yin and Yang are rooted in each other and can never be completely separated. This is the portrayal of you and the evil spirit. But as long as you can control it and your own dark thoughts, you are you. How can you be an evil spirit? Do you understand? "Mengqi taught Duan Rui in a simple and easy way.

Duan Rui finally understood. "Thank you for your guidance, Master Su."

Zhong Wei was immersed in the blade just now. He only felt that it was mysterious and extraordinary, close to the Dharma and Logos.

"He needs at least three months of medicine and acupuncture treatment. Move him to my mansion." Zhong Taiping stood up with his hands behind his back and looked at the roof.

Mengqi immediately said, "Okay."

Then, he asked, "Doctor Zhong, is there a simpler alternative to the acupuncture method used to awaken the evil spirit?"

"There are no shortcuts in medicine!" Zhong Taiping snorted.

Although Mengqi remembered the nine acupoint changes and felt the flow of genuine Qi, he could only twitch the corner of his mouth and give up the idea of learning the method. Would Demoness Gu let him put so many needles into her body?

Zhong Taiping returned to the mansion with his hands behind his back and waited for Mengqi and Qi Zhengyan to send Duan Rui over. Feng Yuanjing and Feng Bin also went over to help.

"Senior Brother Qi, help me watch the door. I have something to ask Duan Rui." Mengqi saw them leave and turned to Qi Zhengyan.

"Ah …" Qi Zhengyan seemed to wake up. "Okay!"

Mengqi walked to the bed and looked at Duan Rui. "Little Duan, I have a question that you have to answer honestly. How did your foster father know the correct order of the nine postures?"

"My foster father told me that when he got the nine scattered scripts, he met an old monk who told him the correct order of practice. But the evil spirit said he didn't believe it and asked me to practice first," Duan Rui answered honestly.

"Old monk …" Mengqi was shocked. "Did you know what the old monk looked like?"

"My foster father didn't say." Duan Rui looked sincere.

Mengqi frowned. At that time, in order to find the Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture and other handwritten scripts, many Elders and Presidents had gone to the depths of the back mountain. It was really difficult to determine who it was. It was even possible that he had secretly gone there …

But one thing was certain. There was indeed someone behind Zhen Chang. There was a spy among the Elders of Shaolin Temple!

But why did he let Duan Rui's foster father practice the nine suspected scripts of demonic skills? Was he also using him as a test subject? Where did the nine pages of demonic skills come from? What Zhen Chang copied were all the unique skills of Shaolin Temple …

The above judgment was based on the fact that Duan Rui did not lie. Mengqi decided to observe him again.

After sending Duan Rui to the Zhong Mansion, Mengqi went to the Six Fan School. He planned to tell them about Duan Rui. They would be responsible for guarding him in the future. He could not stay here all the time.

Walking on the long street, Mengqi suddenly felt something. He turned around and saw a young Taoist with a high nose and thin lips standing not far away. It was "Five Emperors' Knife" Qing Yu.

"Donor Su, you walked fast. I had a hard time chasing you." Qing Yu smiled and bowed.

Mengqi was surprised. "What's the matter?"

"It's mainly because I'm itching. I went to Maoling to learn from others, but I got involved in trouble and had to return to the mountain gate. When I go out again, the one I want to compete with the most is Donor Su. After all, the promise of that day has not been fulfilled." Qing Yu said with confidence and confidence. The surrounding crowd subconsciously avoided him.

Although this young Taoist was treacherous, he was indeed a good opponent. Mengqi laughed.

"It's my wish, but I dare not ask."

As he spoke, his momentum burst out like an unsheathed knife, causing the people nearby to avoid him.

For a moment, the long street was clean, leaving only the two of them facing each other.