Mistakenly Saving the Villain

Chapter 98 Study hard

Question: Do you think a friend who is seriously ill and dying suddenly appears ruddy in front of you. What is your mood?

Yu Wenyu was sluggish, and he hesitated for a long time: “Are you fat?”

“Not fat,” Song Jincheng resolutely denied. He stayed with the big devil every day, worried about the life and virginity of his friends, but also served the devil snake, his heart was tired or not, “I have been stressed recently. It will be fine soon.”

Yu Wenyu thought for a while and agreed: “I was wrong.”

The two were silent for a long time.

Song Jincheng was the first to react, apologizing desperately, and swearing to God that it was not intentional, except to knock two heads on his hapless friend: “Please don’t be angry.”

Yu Wenyu was stunned for a while, and then asked, “Isn’t it a good thing that you are okay? Why should I be angry?”

Who would wish that something happened to his friend? Finding it is a misunderstanding is naturally a happy event.

Song Jincheng thought about it, and felt that he was making a lot of sense and couldn’t refute it.

The two of them solved the problem completely, Song Jincheng’s heart was like the sea, never pretending to be anything. He confirmed that his friend was not angry, and his friend’s father saw that Song Qingshi’s face would not hit him, so he forgot to be afraid, picked up the circular instrument in Yu Wenyu’s hand, shook it, listened to the ringtone, and smiled: “I I always feel like I’ve seen this kind of thing somewhere.”

Song Qingshi finally adapted to Yu Wenyu’s luck, ignored these things that had nothing to do with him, and then focused his attention on the magic weapon in Song Jincheng’s hands, and said in surprise: “Isn’t this a tiger support?”

Everyone focused their attention on him.

“This is a bell for You Medical. I put it on my body when collecting medicine to frighten the beast and express his identity.” Song Qingshi found that Song Jincheng was also confused, and felt a little suffocated. “When You Medical walks in the countryside, he will shake this bell. , Remind everyone to come to see a doctor.”

Song Jincheng suddenly realized: “That’s how it is.”

Song Qingshi couldn’t believe it: “Although Huzha has long been used by no one, you are a disciple of Yaowanggu…how much should you understand the history of these medical tools? I remember it is written in many medical books, is it all gone now? ?”

“Yes,” Feng Jun said with a gentle smile, “he has no learning and skill, and his reputation as a bad medicine king makes his master unhappy. It really shouldn’t be, he needs to be taught carefully.”

Song Jincheng shuddered and touched the top of his head, feeling worried about the hairline.

Everyone became more and more puzzled that Mo Yuan was a sword repairer, so why did he use a medical repair tool? Nowadays, the world of Xiuxian prohibits killing and stealing treasures, and Tianwumen has no taboo in front of the emissaries of the gods, so he generously handed the tiger support to Song Qingshi and asked him to study what it was.

In order to study the prescriptions left by the ancient great power, Song Qingshi had a deep knowledge of ancient literature.

He glanced at the text above, smiled, and explained: “This is not a killing magic weapon, it is a puzzle left by Sword Master Mo Yuan. He said that he spent his entire life on this problem, trying his best, until he was crazy. He has no solution. When he is awake occasionally, he made this illusion with the things around him, and sealed a ray of his spiritual thoughts in it, hoping that future generations will find the answer for him.”

Sword Sovereign Mo Yuan named this formation “unsolvable”, indicating that there is no danger in breaking the formation, and you can enter above the foundation. Even if you fail to solve the problem, you can get rewards and get a unique trick from his spiritual mind. Swordsmanship or a rare prescription, if the problem is solved successfully, he can get his inheritance.

Feng Jun studied the magic circle above and confirmed that what Mo Yuan Jianzun said was true.

The method of opening the magic weapon is to use two different fires to burn at the same time, and the formation will automatically operate, bringing everyone around into the illusion.

Tianwumen is a school of swordsmanship, and all of them love swords like fascination. They are extremely eager for the swordsmanship of Sword Master Mo Yuan. Almost all the disciples want to try their luck. Yuwenyan wants to send someone to find strange fires, but strange fires are difficult. Searching are treasures of various martial sects, and for a while, I am afraid that there will be no results.

Song Qingshi stretched out his hand to make Red Lotus Profound Fire and Underworld You Huo appear in his palm at the same time. Questioning is his hobby. The harder the question, the more he likes it. Now when he encounters such an interesting problem, he scratched his heart and wanted to do it, so he relied on his own strange fire to apply to Tianwumen for cooperation: “Everyone Solving the problem, the swordsmanship belongs to you, and the prescription belongs to me.”

He is not a sword repairer, and there is no competitive relationship between the two sides.

Anyway, Song Qingshi was an immortal man, and he was not afraid that he would fall back on his account. Even if he had to fall back on his account, Tianwumen could not help.

Feng Jun also expressed interest in the puzzle of Mo Yuan Jianzun.

After Yuwen Yan thought for a moment, he agreed to cooperate.

Song Jincheng was making a fuss about joining, and wanted to take a prescription to offer to Mr. Yue in order to reduce his sentence. In the end, except for Opteron who was not interested in this matter, and took the initiative to stay to watch the door for everyone, everyone wanted to try their luck in this failure and prize formation, and get some benefits.

There is no limit to the number of people in the formation.

Tianwumen decided to do it as a collective activity. Everyone will try their luck. Maybe someone has a deep blessing, or a stupid person has a stupid blessing. If you make a mistake and solve the puzzle, even if you fail, you will do more. Swordsmanship is also a good thing. Yu Wenyan went to a meeting with the elders, gathered all the disciples, made preparations, and agreed with Song Qingshi a time to enter the formation, ready to collectively do the questions.

Song Qingshi once again found the feeling of going to the examination room, it was so beautiful.

…

At night, he dragged Feng Jun to study enthusiastically. The two lay on the bed and reviewed the information of Jianzun Mo Yuan. Feng Jun suddenly reached out his hand while he was taking notes with charcoal. He rubbed his lower abdomen lightly, then leaned to his ear and asked: “Let me see inside, okay?”

“Okay,” Song Qing understood in seconds. He immediately lay down, softened his body, dissipated the defensive spirit, removed the abnormal fire in his body, and opened his dantian and meridians to the other party without reservation, and said generously, “You can Casual look.”

The monk exposed his dantian in this way, representing absolute trust and willingness to hand his life to the opponent.

When Feng Jun used the incarnation of Mr. Yue, he checked his body while Song Qingshi was in a coma, and found that his dantian and meridians had many minor injuries, which should have been affected by the self-destructing Yuan Ying, he thought to himself Further investigation, but was blocked by the abnormal fire, did not dare to enter, and wanted to wait for Song Qingshi to recuperate his body before doing this, now he wants to enter the battle to solve the mystery… Although the formation seems to be not dangerous, but he is always worried, see him The body is almost recovered and can barely bear it, so I decided to deal with these injuries in advance.

He slowly probed into the dantian with his spiritual thoughts, and then used his spiritual power to carefully explore each meridian, and he encountered a lot of obstacles.

Other people’s spiritual power and one’s own spiritual power flow in the meridians. There are two feelings, especially sour and refreshing, like an ant crawling.

Song Qingshi was extremely uncomfortable, and couldn’t help twisting his body, begging: “Is it all right?”

“Hold it, don’t move,” Feng Jun looked at the scarred Dantian with heartache and anxiety. He was ticklish when he saw Song Qing, and his movements became more and more dishonest. He had a tendency to escape, so he let the bleeding Wang Teng directly, tightly. He tightly wrapped his hands, feet and waist, confined to the bed, forbidden to struggle, then quickly combed the meridians once, and said in his mouth, “Good, it doesn’t hurt.”

He didn’t intend to let him refuse, so he directly took out the whole set of golden needles, and took out several kinds of pills that had been prepared long ago.

When Song Qing looked at the medicine, he was panicked. The Zifu Pill, the Golden Lotus Profound Fire Pill, the Meridian Reconstruction Pill… all are rare top-grade pill. The common point is the quick repair of the dantian and meridian, and… it hurts and uncomfortable… …

Although he knows how to make these medicines, he has no medicinal resources. He originally planned to spend a few years to gradually repair his dantian and meridians. He never thought that Fengjun would have prepared the equipment and medicines long ago. .

Song Qingshi calmed down and was suddenly a little shy. He had long guessed that Feng Jun’s cultivation base was not building foundations, and might be much higher than himself. Now Feng Jun is willing to give him spiritual power to strengthen his meridians and help him cultivate, which is a good thing. . This method has excellent results and quick results. It has high technical requirements for the doctor, and has some damage to Fengjun’s cultivation. Even if it is a boyfriend, he is not embarrassed to let him do this kind of thing…

However, he knew Feng Jun was right, and the sooner the dantian and meridians were repaired, the better, and should not be hypocritical.

Feng Jun comforted: “You relax, don’t be afraid, and leave everything to me.”

Song Qingshi nodded firmly: “Okay.”

He gave up the struggle and still took off his clothes with the blood king vine, exposing all his skin.

Feng Jun didn’t have any thoughts. He used his mind to confirm the blockage of the meridians, and then quickly dropped the needle. According to the unique needle technique that Song Qingshi had studied before, he underwent a slight local anesthesia to relieve the pain. He has prepared these things for many years, has practiced many times, and is very proficient.

Song Qingshi took a look at his acupuncture technique and knew that he was a master, and finally calmed down.

Feng Jun pierced him with eighty-nine gold needles. After thinking about it, he felt uneasy, so he imprisoned the person again with the Blood King Vine, and then asked him to take the pill. The first was to restore the dantian’s Zifu Dan, Dan. After the medicine dissolves, it brings a warm and comfortable feeling, and then it gets hotter and hotter.

The Peak of Immortality has collected countless secret techniques of immortality over the years. Feng Jun has studied several techniques to safely transmit spiritual power. When he saw Song Qing no longer resisted, he closed his eyes when he was comfortable, and seized the opportunity to transfer a large amount of spiritual power The force is poured into the dantian to maximize the efficacy of the medicine, not only repairs every wound, but also directly expands the spiritual power in his dantian to the completion of the foundation, and then continues to operate, soothe, and stabilize.

Song Qingshi felt a raging fire ignited in the entire dantian, and he was almost bursting with Fengjun’s spiritual power. He finally realized that the other party did not want to use a small amount of spiritual power to repair himself, but wanted to directly form a golden pill. He was painful and painful again. Anxious, struggling to shout: “Don’t! It’s broken! You stop! Don’t do this!”

Feng Jun answered him coldly: “Endure.”

The realm of Xiuxian is full of crises, and the cultivation base is very important.

Song Qingshi endured bitterly, tears were about to come out, and finally got used to the swelling feeling of the dantian, his mind was blank, and the whole person was not good, and Fengjun was forcibly pried open his teeth and fed Jinlian Xuanhuo Dan and Meridian Reconstruction Pill…

Feng Jun gave him a mouthful of spiritual tea with his mouth, dissolved the medicine, and comforted again: “It doesn’t hurt.”

The anesthesia on the gold needle did eliminate the pain, but there was still an extremely terrible itching…

Feng Jun himself tried this medicine several times, and it didn’t feel too difficult.

But Song Qingshi’s body is extremely sensitive, he can bear the pain, but he can’t bear the itch. He was tortured by the drug and his tears came out. Laughing is not crying. He can only twist his waist frantically and want to reach out to scratch, but he can’t get away. Under the control of the Blood King Vine, he cried for a long time. After all, he reached the limit, lost his reason, and kept begging for mercy: “Please, let me go, do it next time, I can’t do it, I really can’t…”

Feng Jun saw how painful he was, and regretted it, but wanted to pour his spiritual power into him and help him produce a perfect golden pill. These sufferings would have to be experienced sooner or later. The long pain is not as good as the short pain… and the bow has not looked back. Arrow, the medicinal effect has already occurred, it can’t stop, it’s better to get it right all at once. He held Song Qingshi while combing through his meridians with his spiritual power while constantly apologizing softly: “I’m sorry, it will be all right soon, you can beat me and scold me afterwards…”

Song Qingshi used some of his remaining rationality and whispered, “No.”

Feng Jun kissed his lips, cruelly, and entered spiritual power again.

Song Qingshi cried again.

…

Song Jincheng and Yu Wenyu walked and chatted in the yard.

Yu Wenyu heard a faint cry from the guest room, and asked worriedly: “What’s the matter?”

Song Jincheng listened carefully and confirmed that it was Song Qingshi’s voice. He understood that the tragedy was underway. He sighed and forcibly pulled away the simple face of Yu Wenyu: “They are studying hard, don’t worry, don’t ask, close your eyes. , Let’s assume that this has never happened…”

He believed that with the help of drugs, his brothers could survive through it strongly.