...

Zhao Wujiang pinched the bones and felt along the acupoints bit by bit.

The more he investigated, the darker the darkness in his eyes became, and he understood the problem.

"Senior, do you have a top-notch martial arts?" Zhao Wujiang considered his words. He found that several of the acupuncture points in Gu Changtian's body were damaged, and his aura was constantly escaping.

These damaged acupuncture points, combined with the other intact acupuncture points, made him particularly familiar.

Those are the thirty-six acupoints that need to be opened to practice the magical power of Vajra Indestructibility.

Gu Changtian said in a deep voice:

"Little boy, there is no need to test with words. The old man has cultivated himself and is indestructible. You should have seen it, right?"

"Yes." Zhao Wujiang admitted that since Gu Changtian spoke frankly, there was no need for him to hide it. If Gu Changtian wanted to be detrimental to him, he would have taken action long ago.

"I obtained Master Kuxuan's magical power of indestructibility back then, but was ambushed by thieves, resulting in part of the secret book being taken away." Gu Changtian's eyes were deep as he recalled the past:

"Afterwards, the old man practiced according to the remaining secrets, and initially opened the acupoints. Due to the imperfection of the secrets, some acupoints were difficult to open.

At that time, Nan Yuan's father was in danger, and the old man was anxious, so he forcibly used his cultivation to break through the acupoint..."

"Forcibly breaking through the acupoints will damage the acupuncture points. Even if you can practice, you will always face the torment of dissipation of cultivation and pain." Zhao Wujiang sighed, not everyone can use the Taiyi Xuan Needle like him to take the wrong turn.

Open the acupoints.

"These damaged acupuncture points can only be revitalized if they are truly dredged, but to dredge them, you need superb acupuncture techniques..." Gu Changtian said in a heavy tone:

"There are few good doctors, and even fewer people are good at acupuncture. Even the miracle doctor Zhang Yu is powerless."

"Senior, don't worry, I will definitely be able to make you recover!" Zhao Wujiang cupped his hands and spoke sincerely.

"Ahem..." Gu Changtian smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"As long as you have the will, don't force it. The superb acupuncture skills are definitely not what you can have now...

Whether it is Zhang Yu, the miracle doctor who has devoted his life to medical skills, or Sun Sihao, the king of medicine, acupuncture is a shortcoming.

Life and death are fateful, and the old man only needs to persist for seven more days, and that will be enough."

Seven days? Zhao Wujiang was confused. Before he saw Gu Changtian, just from Gu Nanyuan's dictation along the way, he felt that Gu Changtian was hiding something.

In his opinion, the logic of Gu Changtian's behavior was a bit rigid, as if he was trapped by something unknown due to necessity. But now Gu Changtian's sigh, "That's enough" made him feel that Gu Changtian was not

Trapped, but willing.

Tomb-keeper, Tomb-keeper, why is there a tomb-keeper in the tomb of a sweeping monk? Why did the person who stole the door not dig a passage until this period of time for decades? What are the roles of Longque and Longyuan?

Key, what’s the point?

Zhao Wujiang's mind was racing. He rubbed his fingers and quickly came to his senses. He turned his left hand and a silver needle appeared in his hand:

"Senior, junior is about to start."

"Okay..." Gu Changtian nodded slowly. He sighed and didn't hold out much hope. As he said, what the miracle doctor Zhang Yu couldn't do, it was even less possible for Zhao Wujiang to do it.

Zhao Wujiang used the Taiyi Xuan Needle to penetrate the acupuncture points when he was practicing the Vajra Indestructible Magic Skill. Now he is familiar with the technique and the silver needle has penetrated several acupuncture points that Gu Changtian had forcibly opened before.

Then he gently twisted his fingers, and the silver needle pierced deeper and deeper.

Not long after, eight silver needles were inserted into Gu Changtian's body, and only a small half of the needle tails could be seen.

Zhao Wujiang closed his eyes and felt it carefully, and then pulled out eight silver needles in the order they were inserted, and black blood immediately flowed from the acupoints.

He said calmly: "Okay."

"Huh?" Gu Changtian's old cheeks raised doubts, what's better?

"Senior, your acupuncture points have been unblocked. It just needs to be repaired on its own before you can recover." Zhao Wujiang said calmly after wrapping the silver needle in a silk scarf.

Gu Changtian's eyes widened with disbelief on his face: "It's only half a cup of tea, and the old man's chronic illness has been cured?"

"It's just about clearing the eight acupoints." Zhao Wujiang said calmly and spread his hands:

"Senior, if you don't believe it, you can mobilize your cultivation now."

Gu Changtian frowned, mobilized his cultivation, and the golden stars twinkled in his eyes. He felt that although there was still some pain in a few acupuncture points during the operation of his cultivation, it had been relieved a lot, and more importantly, it was unobstructed.

"Okay, okay, okay!" He laughed heartily, and at the same time, a storm surged in his heart. His eyes were filled with shock, and he stared at Zhao Wujiang. He didn't expect that a young man could actually heal him.

This means that Zhao Wujiang has superb acupuncture skills and is more powerful than the miracle doctor Zhang Yu!

Where did this son Zhao Wujiang learn from and where is his family background? Not only is his talent in martial arts astonishing, he is also extremely skilled in medicine... Gu Changtian slowly suppressed the shock in his heart and his tone trembled slightly:
Chapter completed!