Southwest Palace, backyard study.
For some reason, the King of Southwest did not go to the military camp today, but was reading the art of war in his mansion.
"Your Majesty, all the guests invited by the Crown Prince have arrived."
At this time, an old servant quickly stepped forward and reported.
"knew."
The King of Southwest looked at the military book in his hand and responded without raising his head, "Just keep doing things."
"yes."
The old servant accepted the order and immediately turned around and left.
In the study, King Southwest turned over the last page of the military book, put down the scroll in his hand, thought for a while, got up and walked outside.
Not long after, outside the North Courtyard, the Southwest King stepped forward and stopped in front of the courtyard without entering.
From a distance, that figure with white hair came into view. It was almost completely different from four years ago.
What changes is not the appearance, but the way people feel.
At this moment, in the North Courtyard, among the seats, Li Ziye stretched out his hand and pressed on the golden thread, diagnosing the pulse of the Crown Prince of the Southwest in front of all the young talents in the city.
This long-lost medical skill is said to have appeared thousands of years ago and is so miraculous.
However, Li Ziye was convinced that Xuansi pulse diagnosis was pure nonsense. This medical skill was not lost, but could not be passed down at all.
In other words, this kind of deceptive trick is too easy to be exposed, discovered, and easily beaten to death.
Of course, today's situation is different, he has support!
Therefore, the deceptive pulse diagnosis method of diagnosing the pulse with hanging thread is the most suitable. It can show off everyone's face, the sky, the earth, and the flowers on the body!
"The prince's degree of obsession is not that deep."
Ten breaths later, Li Ziye waved his hand to take back the golden thread, and said like a master from outside the world, "If the prince believes in me, I will perform a few stitches on the prince's behalf to disperse these demonic fires."
On the main seat, Zhu Qingge was stunned for a moment, with a look of hesitation on his face.
Still getting stabbed? In the previous script, there was no mention of personal injury?
"You are so presumptuous. The prince's status is so noble, how can you let others perform acupuncture easily?"
In the seat, a young man in rich clothes saw Prince Southwest hesitating, and immediately felt that he had an opportunity to show off, stood up and scolded him.
At the front of the banquet, Li Ziye couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard an idiot objecting.
Brother, your heir apparent is a supporter, why are you trying to steal the limelight?
Isn't it okay to just be an audience and watch the fun?
"I can still trust Mr. Sai's medical skills."
On the main seat, Zhu Qingge saw that the arrow was on the string and had to shoot, and said helplessly, "Come on."
After saying that, Zhu Qingge seemed to have thought of something, and asked suspiciously and warily, "Isn't it that Mr. Sai wants to move the needle through the air? How about I, the prince, come over?"
It's so far away, and people will die if they hit it in the air!
"Need not."
Li Ziye waved his hand and said confidently, "Your Majesty, you can just sit there peacefully. There is no need to come over. Xiao Tang will take out the master's silver needle."
As soon as he finished speaking, the banquet became quiet, and nothing happened.
Sanzang stood in the back, bored and in a daze.
"Xiao Tang."
Li Ziye coughed and said again, "Bring out the silver needle!"
"Buddha, the young master is calling you!"
Next to him, Hibiscus reacted and quickly sent a message to remind him.
"Ami, oh, Silver Needle."
Sanzang finally came to his senses and hurriedly took out the silver needle from the medicine box and placed it on the table.
"Can you be more dedicated?"
The moment Sanzang leaned over to place the silver needle, Li Ziye lowered his voice and warned through gritted teeth, "If the performance fails, I will strangle you with the wig on your head!"
"Mistake, mistake."
Sanzang responded awkwardly, "This name is too unfamiliar."
"cough."
Li Ziye covered his mouth again, coughed lightly, and said, "Your Majesty, please sit still."
On the main seat, Zhu Qingge sat upright nervously. He had never been so nervous even when he was marching to fight or fighting on the battlefield.
He knew that Brother Li's cultivation had been ruined.
If he was pricked to death by a silver needle, would he become the most unjust Prince Wu in history?
At the head of the seat, Han Chengzhi became nervous when he saw that the third young master next to him was really preparing to move the needle through the air.
Playing so big?
With everyone's attention, Li Ziye pointed his fingers together, then gave a soft drink and said, "Get up."
Suddenly, silver needles flew up from the table and floated in the air.
During the banquet, everyone was shocked when they saw this scene.
There were many martial arts practitioners among the people present, but everyone could see that Sai Huatuo had no cultivation base.
However, no one noticed that in the narrowed eyes of the white-haired young man, a looming silver flashed silently.
"go!"
After Xiao Xiu made a move, Li Ziye flew a little higher into the air, and in an instant, silver needles flew past and engulfed Zhu Qingge one by one.
The stinging pain intensified, and the corners of Zhu Qingge's mouth twitched in pain, but he did not dare to show it. He could only endure it and wait for the next instruction.
Should he laugh next, or be shocked?
"Your Majesty."
After performing acupuncture in the air, Li Ziye reminded, "Now run your zhenqi to the two acupuncture points that were painful just now and see if they are smooth?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Qingge immediately circulated the inner energy in his body. After a moment, he suddenly stood up and said with a shocked face, "Mr. Sai, you are truly a god!"
Ahead, during the banquet, a group of young talents saw the shocked look of Prince Southwest, and their hearts were also filled with waves and shock.
Is there really such miraculous medical skill in the world?
"Your Majesty, your reputation is too high."
Li Ziye responded calmly, then raised his hand and took back the silver needles one by one.
"This is Mr. Sai."
Opposite the banquet, next to the girl who had spoken before, a beautiful woman suppressed the shock in her heart and asked proactively, "May I ask what the acupuncture method was?"
"The Taiyi Divine Needle."
Li Ziye said calmly, "This is an acupuncture technique created by the Taoist sage, Tai Shang."
at the same time.
Deep in the Dashang Palace, in the royal ancestral hall, Taishang heard someone calling him by his name, and subconsciously looked to the west, with a look of helplessness on his old face.
He knows shit about acupuncture.
This kid is so good at talking nonsense!
However, this little guy's power of spiritual consciousness has been cultivated really well.
"Tai Shang?"
During the banquet in the North Courtyard of the Southwest Palace, many young talents became more and more shocked when they heard this familiar yet unfamiliar name.
That Taishang who is under the leader of the Taoist sect, under one person, and over ten thousand people?
"It turns out that Mr. Sai is a descendant of the Taoist sect. It's disrespectful and disrespectful."
On the main seat, Zhu Qingge saw everyone's reaction and immediately said humbly, "Mr. Sai, this prince has always longed for the Taoist inheritance. Could you please ask Mr. Sai to stay in the palace for a few days and let me ask for advice?"
"Sworn brother."
At this moment, sitting at the head of the table, Han Chengzhi interjected with a dissatisfied look on his face, "Mr. Sai is my distinguished guest. How can you poach people in such an open manner in front of me?"
Behind Li Ziye, Sanzang was speechless as he watched the performances of these people coming and going.
Are you addicted to acting?
End it quickly and get off work!
