The Budai monk and the man in black saved a life. He saw Long Xing sitting cross-legged on the edge of the trapped road, motionless, and his body was shrouded in a layer of mist.
"This guy saved me?"
Heijiu couldn't believe it.
The same goes for Budai monk: "Amitabha, it's a good thing you didn't lose your virginity, otherwise the poor monk's boyhood skills would be useless."
The two of them remained weak and powerless for the rest of their lives, looking at each other with no hatred in their eyes.
"I guess, these two guys are really lucky. They lost their vitality and didn't die of exhaustion. It's really extraordinary." Long Xing put the soul-eating blood jade in his arms and looked up to see the shriveled bodies of the man in black and the cloth-bag monk. Couldn't help but sigh.
From the memory of the soul-eating blood jade, Long Xing knew that the blood jade relic absorbed the vitality and blood of these two people to stimulate the sleeping soul consciousness.
"This little benefactor, I haven't seen you for a long time. Thank you for your help. This is a courtesy for a poor monk."
Budai monk cupped his hands and thanked him.
"Hmph, since you saved my life, our grudges can be wiped out for the time being." The man in black also said to Long Xing.
"Well, you shouldn't come to this place. There are unknown risks under this vertical burial mound. I hope you can advise the world not to come here." Long Xing deliberately exaggerated the risks in order to scare them off.
The two men in black, Heijiu and Budai Monk, really long for powerful power. Even the blood jade relic really contains power. But if you lose your life, there is no need.
Seeing what Long Xing said, the Budai monk nodded hurriedly and said: "What the young benefactor said makes sense. The poor monk must abstain from greed and advise the world to avoid this mass grave."
Heijiu nodded in disbelief.
After Long Xing finished speaking, he ignored the two of them and disappeared from the spot as soon as he moved. He got the soul-eating blood jade, and he really didn't want the two of them to get a clue.
Back at the Mo family compound, Yingying had already gone to see Wan'er at her mother's place in the backyard.
Longxing adjusted his breathing for a while and planned to go to work in the group. In the nearest building, business was booming after Qizhenzhai opened. He promised to give occasional benefits to the third son of the Mo family, and also divided part of the agreement to make him feel at ease.
As for Hangzhou Tooth Group, the situation in Xiaocheng has also opened up a little bit. Longxing will focus mainly on the central building of the commercial street. Many of Hangzhou's old customers show signs of returning.
The pressure on Lang Zhongqiu was relieved. After knowing Long Xing's trump card, the three major families also restrained themselves a lot out of fear of the Mo family.
As soon as Long Xing went out, he was stopped by a servant of the Mo family: "Uncle, someone sent a message in the back room, asking me to come over."
"Oh, lead the way." Although Long Xing was confused, who would be looking for him now, could it be the Mo family.
We arrived at a spacious side hall, not far from the rooms of Mrs. Mo and her daughter.
The servant left, and Long Xing stepped into the door of the side hall. Feng Wu stood up with a smile on his face and said, "Long Xing, you are here, please sit down first."
Long Xing glanced at Uncle Feng's face. Although he was smiling, his painful expression could not be concealed.
"Uncle Feng, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?" Long Xing sat on the chair opposite Uncle Feng and asked.
Even though Uncle Feng was facing Long Xing alone, he still maintained his unique seriousness and said with a touch of politeness: "My old man has relapsed from an old injury. I haven't been to the ancestral hall recently. I heard from my servants that Mo Lian inside He’s gone, do you know what happened?”
"Oh, you have a serious illness. How long has it been? I wonder if there is anything Uncle Feng needs me to do? Mo Lian in the ancestral hall is gone. The old man has come back." Long Xing asked calmly.
An existence like Feng Wu is also an old man, and his status in the Mo family can be said to be the first person besides the old man. Now that the old injury has recurred, his strength has been greatly reduced.
Although Long Xing is not afraid of him, Mo Lian still needs the approval of the Mo family to take it back. Of course, strength is the most important thing. Knowing that his old illness has relapsed and mentioning Mo Lian again, I thought that he must want something.
Sure enough, Feng Wu made his request straightforwardly: "Long Xing, I know that you retrieved the ink lotus from the ink pond. Since the old man came back on the day he was released from quarantine, I wanted to see him and let him help me heal my wounds. . It seems that eldest brother has no plans to return to the Mo family compound. In exchange for benefits, I hope you can help me heal my injury. From now on, my old man will only obey you!"
"Oh? Uncle Feng, let me check your injury." Long Xing heard him speak so solemnly and couldn't help but wonder about his injury.
Feng Wu stood up and faced Long Xing and said: "My injuries are all hidden diseases. Thirty years ago, I was injured by someone using strange techniques. My eldest brother healed me once. I remember that my eldest brother's energy is quite special, and Mo Chi's The same breath of the ink lotus stabilized my injury. Now there is something strange again, and I have been seeking famous doctors to treat my injuries, but to no avail. I feel that your technique has the same energy fluctuations as my elder brother, so I want to ask you to take action once. .”
Long Xing looked at Feng Wu's sincere face, opened his purple pupils, and peered at his body. What was flowing in his body was the chaotic blood, mixed with a trace of green light waves moving around.
After pondering for a while, Long Xing said: "No problem, it's just a thirty-year-old injury. I can't guarantee that it will be cured. But you can try it once." Although Long Xing agreed, he answered very cautiously.
Long Xing was also confused in his heart, why he still wanted to heal a thirty-year-old injury. This kind of injury has been delayed for so many years and is almost impossible to heal. Maybe the flowing green light spot in the middle is the key.
"Do you need any preparations?" Hearing that there was hope, Feng Wu's painful expression also made him impatient.
"No need, just take off your coat for now and sit up straight. The process may be a bit painful, please bear with it." Long Xing said seriously.
Long Xing waited for Feng Wu to take off his coat. He opened his purple pupils, and at the same time, his mental power formed a milky white silver needle and poured into the dark spiritual power in his Dantian. Plunge into Feng Wu's body.
The Shadowless Spiritual Power Divine Needle contains ink-colored spiritual power that travels along the eight extraordinary meridians, piercing the green light film, allowing them to be absorbed on the silver needle and taken out of the body.
During the acupuncture process, as the light film ruptured, Feng Wu felt like hundreds of ants were eating him all over his body, and he almost cried out in pain.
He bit his lip so hard that blood came out.
Under the action of the green light film, Feng Wu's muscles, muscles, bones and meridians have suffered almost irreversible damage. This light spot was constantly eroding his body and vitality, including his bloodline, which began to mutate.
Although the ink energy injected by Mr. Mo in front neutralized some of the green light spots, as time went by, the green light film became more and more destructive.
I'm afraid that even modern medical experts can't rejuvenate the body.
But under the guidance of Zi Tong, Long Xing used the mental silver needle with ink-colored spiritual power to pierce and wash it all the way. The light film was adsorbed on the silver needle and brought out, and then the ink-colored spiritual power was used to nourish the original tendons. Pulse blood and restore their original vitality.
The painful process didn't last long, and Feng Wu felt a cool feeling all over his body. As the green light spot disappeared, his physical energy was filled with ink spiritual power.
A burst of vitality and very powerful power were born in the eight extraordinary meridians.
