"No one wants to provoke them, but we have the ancestral behest …"
Jiang Wuhui stopped abruptly in the middle of his words. He suddenly realized that Cui Zhu was tricking him into talking, so he quickly closed his mouth.
"Ancestral behest? What ancestral behest? "
Cui Zhu asked casually, but in fact, her ears pricked up, and she was as curious as a cat scratching her heart.
The Holy-saber Ancient Tribe stood aloof from worldly affairs, but every time a disciple came out, he would be jointly besieged by the Holy-sword Villa and the Holy Medical Family for no reason.
But once a disciple of the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe was killed, the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe would seek revenge for the smallest grievance, and they would inevitably attack the Holy-sword Villa and the Holy Medical Family in full force.
The Holy-goddess Tribe was detached from worldly affairs and never participated in the disputes in Jianghu, but as long as the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe came out, they would definitely unite with the other two holy gates to resist the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe.
It could be said that without the support of the Holy-goddess Tribe, the Holy Medical Family and the Holy-sword Villa would have been destroyed by the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe long ago.
But it was strange that the Holy Medical Family and the Holy-sword Villa would never change. As long as they knew that a disciple of the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe came out, even if they were afraid of the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe, they would spare no effort to kill him.
"No, I didn't say anything."
Jiang Wuhui said with an extremely unnatural look, but his back was covered with a cold sweat. The ancestral behest was the first commandment of the sect, and it was never allowed to be spread to others. Whoever dared to spread it to others would be punished with the crime of betraying the sect.
Seeing that he was so stubborn and unwilling to say it, Cui Zhu immediately curled her lips and snorted coldly. "It's so boring. Say it or not, I don't care!"
But she muttered in her heart, "Ancestral behest, what kind of ancestral behest is it? What kind of grievances are there between the Four Holy Gates? I'm really curious. "
Jiang Wuhui was unmoved, and his eyes were fixed on Ding Ning, who was still trying his best to save him, with surprise and doubt in his eyes. "Who on earth is he?"
"I hope he is not a disciple of the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe. Otherwise, I'm afraid that the ancient martial world will suffer another catastrophe."
At the same time, Yan Tong was surprised and bewildered. He was sure that he hadn't sensed wrongly, and it was the aura of the complete Yangui Needle Technique, yet it was slightly wrong.
The Needles of Yangui was created by a peerless ancestor of the Holy Medical Family who had reached the Holy Martial Arts Realm a thousand years ago. It was derived from his famous martial arts technique, the Qiuyan Swordsmanship.
The Qiuyan Swordsmanship had seven moves in one sword, and there were seven moves in total. After he failed to break through to the Immortal State by force, his body decayed, and his soul was about to dissipate. He was unwilling to die just like that, so he studied the art of medicine, trying to find a chance of survival to change his fate.
Although he failed to defy the heavens and change his fate, he still managed to comprehend the true meaning of medicine from the Autumn Swallow Sword Technique and created the Yangui Acupuncture Technique.
Like the Qiuyan Swordsmanship, the Yangui Acupuncture Technique was divided into seven needles, and each needle was divided into seven smaller needles. The Yan family was once a family of traditional Chinese medicine, but it declined with the decline of traditional Chinese medicine.
Yan Xun's grandfather once saved a respected big shot of the Holy Medical Family by chance. After that big shot could move freely, he returned to the Holy Medical Family to heal his wounds, and it was not until decades later that he came to the secular world again to find Yan Xun's grandfather to repay his kindness.
Unfortunately, Yan Xun's grandfather had passed away long ago, and Yan Xun was also poor at that time. That big shot was grateful for the Yan family's kindness, so he made an exception and passed the first needle of the Yangui Acupuncture Technique to Yan Xun, making it one of the industries of the Holy Medical Family in the secular world. It could be said that he killed two birds with one stone to repay his kindness and generate income.
With the first needle of the Yangui Acupuncture Technique, the Yan family gradually rose and occupied a place in the medical world.
The Qiuyan Swordsmanship was a killing skill, but the Seven Needles of Yangui evolved from it was a method to save people. It could be seen how amazing the ancestor of the Holy Medical Family was.
Only the core inherited disciples of the Holy Medical Family were qualified to learn the complete Yangui Acupuncture Technique. Yan Hui suddenly sensed the aura of the complete Yangui Acupuncture Technique, so how could he not be shocked and doubtful?
"Is that boy a core inherited disciple of the school? But why have I never seen him? I've never heard of anyone else except him and Junior Sister Qingyun. "
The Holy Medical Family was neither big nor small, with numerous factions and complicated inheritances. He didn't know how many people there were, and there were many people he didn't know.
What was more, there were some forbidden places that Yan Tong, as an inner core disciple, was not qualified to enter. Therefore, he was not sure whether Ding Ning was a core inherited disciple of the Holy Medical Family or not.
He intended to ask Junior Sister Qingyun, but at the thought that she had only joined the school for more than ten years, and she had been doing closed-door training all the time. She knew fewer people than him, and it was even more impossible for her to know, so he didn't do anything unnecessary.
However, the Yangui Acupuncture Technique was very important, and he had to figure it out. He, who had been sitting calmly, finally couldn't sit still anymore. He stood up and walked toward Ding Ning.
Junior Sister Qingyun looked at him in confusion. Seeing that he didn't want to explain, she simply stood up and followed him.
"Yan Tong has gone over. Is that boy really a member of the Holy Medical Family?"
Hidden in the crowd, Green Bamboo murmured.
"Be patient. Let's wait and see."
Jiang Wuhui's mood at the moment was extremely contradictory. He hoped that Ding Ning was a member of the Holy Medical Family, but he didn't want him to be one.
If he was a member of the Holy Medical Family, it would be inappropriate for him to fight for the Ice Spirit Body. If he was not a member of the Holy Medical Family, he was likely to be a member of the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe, which was not what he wanted.
According to the ancestral teaching, no matter when and where he saw a member of the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe, he should kill him without mercy!
Maybe he could easily kill Ding Ning, but he was afraid of the ensuing revenge.
Countless experiences in history showed that although the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe stood aloof from worldly affairs, as long as someone dared to hurt their clansmen, they would definitely come out in full strength and give the most tragic revenge.
Although the Three Holy Gates could resist the attack of the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe if they joined hands, the murderer would definitely die.
Jiang Wuhui was only 25 years old this year, but he had already reached the peak of the Earth Martial Arts Realm and was likely to break through to the Sky Martial Arts Realm at any time. He was close to Night Lone Ranger, the first genius in the Ancient Martial World. He was one of the genius disciples hidden by the Holy-sword Villa.
As for the so-called first Ancient Martial Genius, Long Xiaotian, hehe, he had never thought highly of him. How could the Long Family compare with the foundation of the Four Holy Gates?
He still had a bright future, and he hadn't enjoyed a good life enough. He didn't think it was worthwhile to sacrifice his life for a disciple of the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe.
Therefore, he wisely chose to wait and see, waiting to verify Ding Ning's real identity. If he was really a disciple of the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe, he would not take action rashly and let others deal with the trouble, in case of the revenge of the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe.
At the moment, Ding Ning's mind was completely immersed in Xiao Yan's illness, and he didn't notice that Yan Hui had approached quietly. Even if he had noticed it, he had no time to care.
Although the Array of Yangui Needles controlled the bleeding and cleared it, and the broken blood vessels were repaired, it only treated the symptoms but not the root cause.
The crux of the problem was the arteriovenous malformation in her skull. If it wasn't corrected, it would recur sooner or later.
If it was treated by western medicine, craniotomy was necessary, but as a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, he would certainly not adopt the treatment method of western medicine.
Xiao Yan couldn't exercise strenuously since she was a child, so her physical quality was very poor, and it was not an exaggeration to say that she was very weak.
That was to say, Xiao Yan lacked exercise. Her immune function was poor, and her resistance to viruses was weak, and her vitality was seriously insufficient.
To put it bluntly, if Ding Ning hadn't happened to meet her, even if her illness was cured, with her physical quality, it would be great if she could live for more than ten years at most.
If she was unfortunate enough to be infected with some other diseases, she might not even survive for three to five years.
Therefore, he was waiting for the Spiritual Qi gathered by the Array of Yangui Needles to scour the meridians in her brain and replenish her vitality.
Xiao Yan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes. After seeing Ding Ning's face with her confused eyes, she recalled what had happened before.
Finding that she was still in his arms, Xiao Yan's pretty face suddenly turned red, and she struggled to get up. She mumbled, "What's wrong with me?"
"Don't move. The treatment is not over yet. Hold on for a while."
At the moment, there was no gender in Ding Ning's eyes. There were only doctors and patients, and he said in a serious but gentle tone.
"Hmm!"
Xiao Yan's cheeks turned pink, and she closed her eyes shyly after a soft response. But when she remembered that the person in front of her was her cousin's husband, she suddenly felt sad.
"She's awake, she's awake. She should be cured."
"The Little Miracle-working Doctor is really the Little Miracle-working Doctor. He can cure such a serious disease easily. Amazing!"
"Now looking at the challenge of the Little King of Needles, I feel ashamed for the Yan Family."
"This girl is lucky to meet the Little Miracle-working Doctor. Otherwise, even if she went to the hospital, I don't know whether she could be cured."
"Yes, if I were this girl, I would marry him."
"Look at them, a talented man and a beautiful woman, they are a good match."
"This is the hero saving the beauty. They are a match made in heaven."
…
As a reporter was surprised to find that Xiao Yan had woken up, the onlookers immediately burst into an uproar and discussed with a smile.
In the crowd, Zhao Zifeng's face was as gloomy as water, and the anger in his chest kept rising. When no one was paying attention, he quietly walked out of the crowd, took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and gnashed his teeth, saying, "Jingang, I have something for you to do now …"
People were so complicated. Before, Xiao Yan liked him so much, but he didn't care about it at all. He just enjoyed the feeling of being secretly loved by her.
But at this moment, when the crowd talked about the perfect match between Xiao Yan and Ding Ning, he was so jealous that he almost went crazy. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore. He would let the boy from Ninghai pay enough to relieve the hatred in his heart.
But he didn't notice that a figure followed him stealthily, heard all his conversation, and even recorded it.
Zhao Zifeng hung up the phone with a grim smile on his face. After looking around, he left quickly.
The figure hiding beside a big tree came out after he left. With an evil smile, he took out his mobile phone, quickly wrote a text message, and sent it out. "The fish is in the jar. Take action immediately."
"Ha!"
Ding Ning suddenly moved. His hands turned into several residual shadows, and in the blink of an eye, 49 silver needles were collected by him.
In addition, he took out 13 silver needles and inserted them into 13 acupoints around the arteriovenous blood vessels in Xiao Yan's head as fast as lightning.
The palm holding Xiao Yan's neck quietly transmitted a stream of True Qi into her, forcibly impacting the malformed arteriovenous blood vessels.
In fact, the silver needles were just a camouflage used to cover up his Meridian Severing Hand. At this moment, all the meridians in Xiao Yan's brain had been locked. At this moment, she was like a living dead.
What Ding Ning wanted to do was to break and then rebuild, forcibly break her malformed arteriovenous blood vessels, and then reshape them.
This method had great risks. After all, there was blood pressure in the blood vessels. Once it was broken by True Qi, the whole blood vessel would burst, and the consequences would be unimaginable.
So, he had to use the Meridian Severing Hand to seal her blood vessels and the surrounding brain cell tissues, and use True Qi to seal the whole brain, so that the malformed arteriovenous blood vessels would be in a static state. Even if the blood vessels burst, the amount of blood would not be too much.
However, in this way, his consumption would also increase exponentially. Every time he maintained the Meridian Severing Hand, his True Qi would pour out like a flood after the dam was opened.
Under the command of Mr. Jiang and others, all the people present knew that this was the critical moment for the treatment, so they all consciously dispersed. Not only did they shut their mouths, but they even breathed carefully, lest they would disturb him. The whole scene was silent.
"Bang!"
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