Chapter 846

Ye Fei felt that the accumulation and running speed of true Qi was too slow. He ran for a whole week and didn't play any role in the recovery of the injury.

Is this the case because the Dantian has not been completely repaired?

Ye Fei frowned and thought about the countermeasures.

How can ability cure the wound on oneself body as soon as possible?

How can the Dantian be completely repaired?

If the elixir field can't be repaired in one day, your cultivation speed can't be improved all the time.

But now the opponents are getting stronger and stronger, and if their strength stagnates, it is quite dangerous!

"You should stop using the old method and try to cure Dantian yourself?"

Ye Fei said and took out the flat magpie needle from his pocket.

He took out a stone needle, disinfected it with genuine Qi, then ran the genuine Qi to the stone needle, and stabbed it at the Yutang point on his Ren Du two veins!

Shua!

Your hand is like the wind and flowing clouds.

When the stone needle fell, it trembled sharply.

And the frequency of fibrillation is greater than when treating others.

Then ye Fei continued to apply the needle again!

Shua Shua!

Two needles fall.

Stabbed into Shenque point and Guanyuan point on Ren Du.

Buzzing

When the three stone needle needles vibrated at the same time with a certain law, ye Fei closed his eyes and began to operate the mental method.

A trace of true Qi flows slowly in Ye Fei's body, trying to repair the Dantian again and again.

However, half an hour later, the damaged Dantian showed no sign of repair.

"Is it still not possible?"

Ye Fei opened his eyes and frowned tightly.

Then why can't you repair half of the damaged Dantian in a coma last time?

Why on earth?!

What factors are missing?

Ye Fei clenched his hands, then loosened them, and spit heavily.

You can't just give up, you must try again!

Thinking of this, ye Fei's right hand twists the stone needle one by one like lightning, and then stabs into other acupoints on Ren pulse!

All the nine acupoints have been stabbed into the stone needle!

More than ten minutes have passed.

Seeing that there was no effect, ye Fei took back the stone needle and then stabbed it into the nine acupoints on the governor's pulse.

However, no matter how ye Fei tried, the repair of Dantian still didn't improve.

"No... still no!"

A cold sweat broke out on Ye Fei's forehead, and his muscles and veins protruded and were clearly visible.

After all, every nine acupoints rotate once, and the pain is not what ordinary people can endure.

"Try again at last! Anyway, I have to fight! "

Ye Fei's eyes flashed a cruel color. He decided to try Baihui acupoints on his head and several life and death acupoints on his body.

The black light twinkled in the light.

Shua Shua!

Ye Fei is fast and cruel in giving needles to others, and the same is true for himself.

Soon, nine stone needle needles pierced into the acupoint of life and death.

"Well..."

The Bian stone needle pierced into the big acupoint of life and death. The severe pain made Ye Fei a little unbearable.

Fortunately, ye Fei could bear it, so he was not disturbed by pain.

When the nine stone needle fell again, the stone needle vibrated faster, and the "buzzing" sound was very harsh.

However, at this moment.

The nephrite on Ye Fei's neck resonated with the Bian stone needle!

Nephrite emits soft light as if it were nothing, and wisps of soft Qi enter ye Fei's body.

Then, ye Fei felt that a full of true Qi wrapped his damaged Dantian in it and was nourishing and repairing it.

Soon, ye Fei was surprised to find that this injection was effective!

Although the repair is very slow, slow is better than no effect!

Ye Fei was very excited. He quickly ran the mental method, cooperated with the stone needle, and slowly repaired and treated

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One in the morning.

Langhuan bieyuan.

Villa seven.

This villa inherits the essence of Chinese traditional architecture and maintains the unique artistic style of traditional architecture integrating ancient elegance, simplicity and richness, which is very different from those European style villas.

Most of the people living in langhuan bieyuan villa area are artists from Ninghai City, full of artistic atmosphere.

In this No. 7 villa, there lived a man, who was Cao Wenjia, the first military division of Longmen.

Longmen Qiaoshan still attaches great importance to Cao Wenjia's safety, so he sent many people to protect his safety.

There are many burly men standing outside the villa. They are the elite of Longmen. Their combat effectiveness is not comparable to those ordinary bastards.

Just then, a black Ruihu drove towards villa 7.

Shua Shua!

For a moment, all the men guarding the door stared at the car and raised their vigilance.

"Brother song, whose car is this? Why haven't I seen it?" A round faced man looked at a man with a fierce face and asked.

The man with a fierce face was named Ma zesong, and he was the little leader of the group of guards.

Ma zesong frowned and said, "I haven't seen this car either. Let's go and have a look."

With that, he waved and took some men up.

At this time, the car stopped.

A man with a small flat head, thin figure, smart appearance and a smile jumped down with an envelope.

"Stop! Who are you? "

With a soft drink, Ma zesong took out a pistol and pointed it at the man.

Several other men also took out their guns and pointed at the man.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Hey, brothers, don't get excited! This gun is easy to go off. Put it down first. "

The man grinned and said, "I'm from the iron blood alliance. Brother Fei has a friendship with your Cao Junshi, so brother Fei specially asked me to send a letter to your Cao Junshi."

"Iron blood alliance?"

Ma zesong sneered and said, "you iron blood alliance are so brave that you dare to come to our Longmen territory. Do you want to die?"

With that, he went straight forward and put the pistol against the man's forehead.

The man still had a smile on his face and said, "brother, look at me. I came here alone today.

Moreover, I am not armed with weapons on my body or in my car, which shows that I have no idea of making friends with you.

Now our iron blood alliance and your Longmen are at peace. If you kill me now, it means that you and our iron blood alliance have completely torn your face. Can you bear the consequences? "

Ma zesong's eyes turned and felt that what this guy said was true.

After a short period of thinking, he waved his hand and said, "brothers, everyone put the guy away. Although we don't deal with the iron blood alliance, we haven't started a war yet. We should also have a little demeanor. "

Hearing Ma zesong's words, the other men put away their pistols.

Mazer let go, stretched out his hand in front of the man and said, "leave the letter and you can go."

"Er... This big brother, isn't it a little good?"

The man grinned and said, "brother Fei asked me to send the letter to military division Cao personally, but I haven't even seen military division Cao's people now..."

"Stop fucking nonsense! If you say one more word, believe it or not, I'll shoot you directly! " Ma zesong said angrily.

"OK, don't get excited. Don't get excited. I'll go. I'll go now."

The man handed the envelope to Ma zesong, then turned and rushed into the car.

Then, the car started and soon left the door of the villa.

As soon as the man left, Ma zesong picked up the envelope and looked at it, but his eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

This big night, the iron blood League sent someone to send a letter to Cao Wenjia. It's really suspicious!

He was originally sent by Qiao Shan not long ago, and he was also Qiao Shan's confidant.

He came here to protect Cao Wenjia on the one hand and supervise Cao Wenjia on the other.

Qiao Shan told him that if Cao Junshi had any abnormal behavior, he must get in touch with him.

But now looking at this situation, Cao Wenjia seems to be connected with the iron blood alliance!

There must be something strange about this. You must hurry to inform boss Qiao.

Thinking of this, Ma zesong said to the others, "brothers, you guard here now. I'll leave a little in advance."

"Brother song, where are you going?" Asked a man.

"Do I have to tell you where I'm going? Don't ask more than you should! "

Ma zesong stared at the man, then got into a car, quickly left villa 7 and rushed to the waterside pavilion where Qiao Shan lived