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Wang Ye tried his best to run, he had long known about the child's condition, and he had already prepared some medicinal powder for the child.

"Sister nurse, where's my father?" A seven and a half year old boy asked weakly, "I'm a little tired and want to sleep."

Wang Ye's body had already lost all sense of pain, it was a sign that he was about to die. Wang Ye rushed into the house and said to the child: "As long as you obediently cure the illness, your father will definitely come and see you!"

The dean knew that there weren't many powder, and that his child was suffering from a severe burn of 82%. His fingers were already glued together.

He covered his mouth as he stood at the door crying. Wang Ye glared at him.

"Uncle, are you here to take me to heaven?" The child looked at Wang Ye seriously.

Wang Ye took out two silver needles. His intuition and the old Daoist Priest's experience told him that his child's soul was also leaving his body, because the electrocardiogram had already turned into a straight line.

The Principal cried loudly, only Wang Ye could see that the child's spirit had started to materialize and separate her body.

As the golden needles in his hands fell, he released one technique after another. Wang Ye's body felt weak and weak, the spirit energy in his body was almost all used up.

Wang Ye's arm started to ache, his arm started to tremble, the pain was caused by his body not having any energy, in that state, he was unable to perform the acupuncture.

"Get me some cinnabar, chicken blood, brushes, and yellow paper right now." Wang Ye roared: Quick!

"You have to be cool!" A bald man wearing a suit stood in front of the door and smiled at Wang Ye.

"Do you love me to death now?" The monk knew, Wang Ye had already saved ten people, the spirit qi in his body was almost all used up, and he did not have much energy left, he could faint any time due to overwork.

The monk walked to Wang Ye's back and placed his hand on Wang Ye's shoulder.

"In Bodhisattva, when walking as deep as a lotus, you will see all five elements empty, and you will experience all kinds of suffering and misfortune. Sheridan, color is not different, the sky is not different, color is empty, empty is color, is desired to know the same. A sariras is the appearance of all kinds of magic, whether it be born or perished, whether it be pure or not, whether it increase or decrease. There is no color in the sky, no desire to travel, no sense of sight, nose, tongue, body, smell, world of vision, or even world of unconsciousness. There is no light, no end, no old age, and no end. "

The dantian in Wang Ye's body was in high spirits, and streams of semi-liquid spirit energy poured into Wang Ye's body. His dantian was immediately filled, and his strength was also quickly recovering.

At the same time, Wang Ye chanted the Heart Cleansing Curse, eliminating all distractions. In his mind, there was only a way to heal this child.

The two needles were filled with spirit energy, and a golden light burst out from the ward. The monk felt as if his flesh and blood were being sucked out of him, and his face and arms started to cave in.

"Save him!" After he finished speaking, he fell down with a heavy thud.

Wang Ye did not bother with him, as he would not die for now. The golden needle in his hand was filled with spirit energy, and he pinched the needle before placing it on the child's body.

Two golden needles were unleashed at the same time, and the clouds in the sky suddenly split open as a golden light shone into the room.

The voices of ten thousand people chanting the Great Sutra of the Heart of Tranquil Water suddenly rang beside Wang Ye's ears. His brain became more focused as he held up the silver needles, his speed much faster than usual.

The child's ghost was pressed back into his body, and everything he needed was ready.

"Close the door. All random people, get out!" Wang Ye said.

The Headmaster looked at those things and knew that this was not something that could be seen by the world. He then hugged his wife and left.

Wang Ye mixed the cinnabar and chicken blood together, he recited a chant, his ears were filled with the sounds of buddhist chanting. With a wave of his large brush, a line of Yellow Talisman s was drawn, one-third of the spirit energy in his body was sucked out.

The Yellow Talisman was stuck on the child's forehead. When the Yellow Talisman just touched it, Wang Ye seemed to hear a buddhist chant coming from afar that became substantial, as if thousands of buddha were chanting sutras above his head.

The Yellow Talisman flashed with a gold light, the silver needles in Wang Ye's hands immediately dropped down, sealing the few major acupoints on the child's body.

"I seek the Dao of remodeling. I have come on the urgent orders of the supreme Daofather!" "Please!" Wang Ye shouted.

This was a spell that far surpassed his cultivation level, and could allow a person's body to quickly recover. The effects of the Yellow Talisman were equal, and if it were not for the monk, he would not have been able to use it.

It would have been great if it could be used on Ah Sheng, but it was a pity that when died, his body was already completely dead, and his spirit had completely left his body.

The Buddhist chanting seemed to come from the sky, as if it came from within his own body. That feeling was mysterious and indescribable, as if his entire body was already in the air.

An enormous power suddenly gathered in his arms. This power was too heavy, and his arms began to tremble.

"Rise!" Wang Ye held both his hands together and formed the Nine Heavenly Secrets Technique. It was a technique he had seen before in his master's book.

Both his arms seemed to be suppressed by the sky, and his legs could barely withstand the tremendous force.

He couldn't see anything on his hand, but he could feel the immense pressure.

"Rise again!" Wang Ye raised his hands above his head, the tendons and bones in his legs emitted a strange sound, and the tiles on the ground cracked.

The fingers of both of his hands lightly touched each other, and that force gathered between his palms.

Wang Ye's knees began to tremble, as if he raised the heaven and earth.

"Nine Steps to Heaven!" Wang Ye roared, and his hand fiercely pressed downwards.

A stream of strong life force suddenly converged onto the Yellow Talisman, Wang Ye only felt a strong wave of air passing over, and his body suddenly retreated backwards.

Boom!" The glass in the surrounding windows suddenly shattered.

Countless amounts of spirit energy gathered here. As the strong wind blew, all of the medicine on the child's body was blown away, and the Yellow Talisman on his forehead made sounds.

The spirit energy in the sky and earth seemed to have received special guidance, as all of it gathered in the sickroom, and then automatically flew towards the Yellow Talisman on the child's forehead.

Purple lightning exploded in the sky.

The child's body began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was as if the burnt flesh was wiped clean by a eraser, and his skin began to grow rapidly.

In just three seconds, Wang Ye felt as if a century had passed.

He rubbed his arms and shoulders and laughed as he watched the child's body change.

He succeeded! Wang Ye was extremely excited. He did not think too much into it at that time, but an intuition told him that only this kind of spell could cure a good child.

The Buddhist chanting faded away, and the child's body returned to normal. His skin was very tender, and he was sleeping with his eyes slightly closed.

When Wang Ye removed all the needles, a Eight Trigrams imprint and a ten thousand buddhist characters imprint suddenly appeared on the Yellow Talisman, floating out as it violently smashed towards Wang Ye's chest.