Chapter 510

"No one wants to provoke them, but we have ancestral training..."

Jiang wuhui suddenly stopped halfway through his words. He suddenly woke up that Cuizhu was covering his words and quickly closed his mouth.

"Zuxun? What Zuxun?"

Cuizhu asked carelessly. In fact, her ears were branched. She was curious like a cat.

The remnant of the holy sword has no struggle with the world, but every time a disciple is born, he will be surrounded and suppressed by the holy sword mountain villa and the holy doctor for no reason.

However, once the disciples of the holy sword family are killed, the holy sword family will surely come out and attack the holy sword mountain villa and the holy doctor gate.

The saint daughter clan is detached and never participates in the disputes in the Jianghu. However, as long as the saint sword clan is born, they are bound to join the other two Saint gates to resist the saint sword clan.

It can be said that if it had not been for the support of the saint daughter family, the saint doctor gate and the saint sword villa would have been destroyed by the saint sword family.

But it's strange that the saint doctor's gate and the saint sword mountain villa are like the same. As long as they know that the disciples of the saint sword family are born, even if they are afraid of the saint sword family, they will spare no effort to hang them.

"No, I didn't say anything."

Jiang wuhui said with an extremely unnatural face, but he was shocked in a cold sweat behind his back. Zu Xun is the first commandment of the school, and it is not allowed to be spread outside. Who dares to spread it outside will be punished for betraying the school.

When Cuizhu saw that he didn't enter the oil and salt, he was killed and didn't want to say it. He immediately turned his mouth and snorted coldly: "it's really boring. It's rare to say it or not!"

But he whispered to himself, Zuxun, what kind of Zuxun is it? What kind of grudges are there between the four holy gates? I'm really curious.

Jiang wuhui was unmoved. His eyes stared at Ding Ning, who was still trying to rescue. His eyes flashed a color of surprise and doubt. Who was he?

I hope he is not a disciple of the relic of the holy sword. Otherwise, I'm afraid the ancient martial world will suffer another great disaster.

At the same time, Yan Tong was also surprised and uncertain. He was sure that he was not wrong. It was the complete breath of Yan GUI acupuncture, but it was somewhat specious.

Yan GUI needling technique was created by an amazing ancestor of the holy martial arts realm thousands of years ago. It was born out of his famous martial arts skill autumn Yan sword technique.

Qiu Yan's sword technique consists of seven movements of one sword. After he failed to break through the divine realm, his body decayed and his spirit was about to dissipate. He was unwilling to fall here and studied the medical doctrine in an attempt to find a glimmer of vitality to change his life against the sky.

Although he failed to change his life against the sky, he could not avoid the end of death, but he realized the true meaning of medicine from Qiuyan sword and created Yangui acupuncture.

Yan GUI acupuncture is divided into seven needles like autumn Yan sword, and each needle is divided into seven small needles. Yan family used to be a family of traditional Chinese medicine, but declined with the decline of traditional Chinese medicine.

Yan Xun's grandfather saved a respected great man in the holy medical school by chance. After moving freely, the great man returned to the holy medical school to heal his wounds. He was born again decades later to find Yan Xun's grandfather to repay his kindness.

Unfortunately, Yan Xun's grandfather died long ago. Yan Xun was also poor at that time. The big man felt the kindness of the Yan family, so he made an exception to pass on the first needle of Yan's acupuncture to him, and made it one of the holy doctor's industries in the world. It can be said that it can repay kindness and generate income with one stone.

With the first needle of Yan GUI acupuncture, the Yan family gradually rose and occupied a place in the medical field.

The autumn swallow sword technique is a killing skill, and the Yan GUI seven needles evolved from it is a method of saving people. It can be seen how amazing the ancestor of the holy doctor was.

Only the core true disciples of the holy medical school are qualified to learn the complete Yan GUI acupuncture. Yan Hui suddenly felt the complete breath of Yan GUI acupuncture. How can he not be surprised.

Is that boy the core true disciple of the school? But why never saw him? I haven't heard that other people were born besides him and younger martial sister Qingyun.

The saint doctor's door says whether it is big or small. There are many factions and complex inheritance. He doesn't know how many people there are. There are many people he doesn't know.

What's more, there are some forbidden areas that are not qualified to enter as Yan Tong's inner disciple. Therefore, he is not sure whether Ding Ning is the core true disciple of the holy doctor.

I want to ask younger martial sister Qingyun, but when I think she has only joined the school for more than ten years, she has spent all her time in the closed. She knows fewer people than him, and it is impossible to know, so he didn't kill one stone with one stone.

However, Yan GUI's needlework was very important. He had to understand it. He finally couldn't sit still and stood up and walked to Ding Ning.

Younger martial sister Qingyun looked at him suspiciously. Seeing that he didn't explain, she simply stood up and followed him.

"Yan Tong has passed. Is that boy really a member of the saint doctor?"

The green bamboo hid in the crowd and whispered.

"Take it easy. Let's see."

Jiang wuhui's mood at the moment is extremely contradictory. He hopes that Ding Ning is a saint doctor, but he doesn't want him to be.

If he is a member of the holy medical school, it is not easy for him to compete for the ice spirit. If he is not a member of the holy medical school, he is likely to be a member of the holy knife family, which is not what he wants.

Zu Xun stipulates that no matter when and where, there is no amnesty for those who see the remnant of the holy sword!

Maybe he can easily kill Ding Ning, but what he fears is the ensuing retaliation.

Countless experiences in history have shown that although the remnant of the holy sword has no struggle with the world, as long as they dare to move their people, they will certainly pour out and give the most tragic revenge.

Although the three holy gates can resist the attack of the relic of the holy sword, the murderer will die.

Jiang wuhui is only 25 years old. He is already the peak of cultivation in the local martial arts realm. He may break through tianwu at any time and catch up with the first genius night in the ancient martial arts world. He is one of the talented disciples in the snow collection of Shengjian mountain villa.

As for the so-called first ancient martial arts genius long Xiaotian, hehe, he has never seen it. How can a dragon family compare the details of the four holy gates.

He still has a bright future and hasn't enjoyed a good life enough. He doesn't think it's worth it to bury his life for a disciple of the relic of the holy sword.

Therefore, he wisely chose to wait and see. After verifying Ding Ning's true identity, if he was really a disciple of the holy knife family, he would not rush to lead the disaster to the East and let others do it, so as not to be retaliated by the holy knife family.

Ding Ning was all immersed in Xiao Yan's illness at the moment. He didn't notice that Yan Hui had quietly approached. Even if he did, he had no time to take care of it.

Although the Qi Qi Yan GUI needle array has controlled the bleeding momentum, cleared it, and repaired the broken blood vessels, it is only a temporary cure, not a permanent cure.

The key to the problem lies in her intracranial arteriovenous malformation. If it is not corrected, it will recur sooner or later.

If it is treated by western medicine, craniotomy is necessary, but as a traditional Chinese medicine, he will certainly not use western medicine.

Xiao Yan has been unable to exercise violently since childhood, so her physical quality is very poor. It's not too much to say that she is weak.

In other words, Xiao Yan's lack of exercise not only has poor immune function, weak resistance to the virus, but also seriously lacks vitality.

It's not pleasant to say. If Ding Ning didn't happen to meet her, even if her illness was cured, she would be able to live for more than ten years at most.

If you are unfortunately infected with some other diseases, you may not survive for three or five years.

So he was waiting, waiting for the aura gathered by Yan GUI acupuncture to wash the meridians of her brain and replenish her vitality.

Xiao Yan's long eyelashes trembled slightly and slowly opened his eyes. His confused eyes recalled the previous things after seeing Ding Ning's face.

When he found himself still in his arms, Xiao Yan suddenly blushed, struggled to get up, and said, "what's the matter with me?"

"Don't move. The treatment is not over yet. Hold on for a while."

Ding Ning had no gender in his eyes at the moment, only doctors and patients. He said in a serious but soft tone.

"Yes!"

Xiao Yantao's cheeks were pink, and he closed his eyes shyly with a light answer. But when he remembered that the person in front of him was his brother-in-law, he suddenly felt dejected.

"Wake up, wake up, it should be good."

"The little miracle doctor is really a little miracle doctor. He can get rid of such a serious disease. It's terrible!"

"Now look at the challenge of the little needle king before. I blush for the Yan family."

"The girl also had a good life. She happened to meet a little miracle doctor. Otherwise, even if she went to the hospital, she didn't know whether she could be cured."

"Yes, if I were this girl, I would make a promise."

"Look at their men's talent and women's appearance, they are also a good match."

"This is the perfect match for heroes to save the United States."

……

As a reporter was pleasantly surprised to find that Xiao Yan had woken up, the onlookers immediately burst into a pot and talked happily.

In the crowd, Zhao Zifeng's face was as gloomy as water, and his anger kept rising. When people were unprepared, he quietly walked out of the crowd, took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and said gnashing his teeth: "King Kong, I have something for you to do now..."

People are so complicated. Xiao Yan liked him so much before. He didn't care at all. He just enjoyed the feeling of being secretly loved by her.

But now, when people talk about Xiao Yan and Ding Ning's talent and beauty, he wants to go crazy with jealousy, and finally can't bear it. He wants to make the Ninghai boy pay enough price to solve his hatred.

But he didn't notice a figure behind him, followed him stealthily, listened to all his calls and recorded them.

Zhao Zifeng hung up the phone with a grimace on his face. He looked around and left quickly.

The figure hiding next to a big tree came out after he left. A evil smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He took out his mobile phone and quickly edited a text message and sent it out: "the fish has entered the urn. Take action immediately."

"Ho!"

Ding Ning suddenly moved and turned his hands into a remnant of the Tao. In a twinkling, he put away seventy-nine silver needles.

In addition, he took out 13 silver needles and quickly stabbed them like lightning at 13 acupoints around Xiao Yan's head arteries and veins.

The palm holding Xiao Yan's neck quietly sent in a stream of true Qi, forcibly impacting the deformed arteriovenous vessels.

In fact, the silver needle is just a cover up to cover up his pulse cutting hand. At the moment, all the meridians in Xiao Yan's brain have been locked. At this moment, she is a living dead man.

What Ding Ning has to do is break and then stand, forcibly break her deformed arteriovenous vessels, and then reshape them.

This method has great risks. After all, there is blood pressure in the blood vessels. Once broken by true Qi, the whole blood vessels will burst, and the consequences are unimaginable.

So he wants to seal her blood vessels and surrounding brain cells with a pulse amputee, block the whole brain with real Qi, and keep the deformed arteriovenous vessels at rest. Even if the blood vessels burst, the amount of bleeding will not be too large.

But in this way, his consumption also increases exponentially. Every time he maintains it for a while, the real Qi will be released like a flood with the gate open.

Under the command of Jiang Lao and others, everyone present knew that it was a critical time for treatment, and they all spread out very consciously. They not only closed their mouth, but also breathed carefully, lest they disturb him, and the whole scene was silent.

"Bang!"

A slight gunshot broke Jingyi, and a sniper bullet came straight to Ding Ning's forehead