Damage to the spiritual roots is difficult to cure, but Feng Qingfan said it was a demonic practice, but judging from the spiritual power in the body, the cultivation method is somewhere between the demonic and the immortal. The demon doctor has a headache, and the immortal doctor Xiu also had a headache, and it would be even more difficult to cure it.
But it just so happened that her cultivation method was also the best of all the others, and she also had the Taisu Nine Needles, so she could not be troubled by such an injury.
Can you cure it? When my great-grandfather was still alive, I don’t know how many doctors were invited to take action. In the end, they all concluded that the injury was incurable. You actually said that you could cure it?
Feng Qingfan looked at her in disbelief. If Gu Qingxi was not the guest brought by Long Zaiye, he would have doubted whether she was a liar brought by Feng Qingze's brother to deliberately have fun and humiliate him.
Of course, Gu Qingxi knew what he was wondering about, so she took out the silver needle without explaining.
There was a flash of silver light before Feng Qingfan's eyes. Before Feng Qingfan could see clearly what was going on, a piece of silver light was already falling on his body.
Immediately, a gentle spiritual energy poured into the meridians, like warm spring water flowing into the Dantian, which was gradually drying up due to unhealed injuries.
The originally withered spiritual roots seemed like an old tree that had endured drought for a long time, gaining a glimmer of life under the nourishment of the spring water.
What kind of medical skill is this? Feng Qingfan was stunned.
It is said that a long-term illness makes a good doctor. Although he failed to become a good doctor, he had personally experienced the medical skills of those medical masters, and his eyesight was far better than that of ordinary monks, and even better than many ordinary medical practitioners.
So he could tell at a glance that Gu Qingxi's acupuncture skills were far from ordinary and far superior to any medical master he had ever seen.
The subtle changes in the spiritual roots also prove this.
You know, the famous doctors in the past, even if they tried their best, his spiritual roots would not change, and his injuries would even become more and more serious.
Could she really cure herself?
The silver needle in Gu Qingxi's hand kept changing, and the dazzling silver light sometimes looked like stars falling, sometimes like clouds and mist floating, and sometimes like waterfalls flying.
Feng Qingfan's mind went blank.
"Okay." I don't know how long it took, but Gu Qingxi finally put away the silver needle.
Feng Qingfan finally came to his senses and quickly looked inside.
Soon, his whole body was shaking, and tears of excitement and joy flashed in his eyes.
Okay, really good! Not only was the spiritual root healed, but all the previous hidden injuries were also healed, and even the cultivation level was restored to the peak of Nascent Soul without even realizing it.
"How is this possible? How is this possible? Even Master Lu said that my injury is extremely difficult to recover from. Master Gu, how did you do it? He is a medical wizard who emerges from the Demon Doctor Alliance only once in a thousand years." After a while, Feng Qing said Fan finally calmed down and asked in disbelief.
"Master Lu you are talking about, isn't it Lu Xuanyuan?" Gu Qingxi asked.
When Feng Qingfan mentioned Master Lu earlier, she speculated whether it was Lu Xuanyuan. After all, there were not many people in the Demon Doctor Alliance who were qualified to be hailed as millennium wizards. Otherwise, she would not have been invited to succeed the leader of the alliance.
"Do you also know Master Lu?" Gu Qingxi's guess was indeed correct, and Feng Qingfan was even more surprised when he heard this.
"Haven't you heard of the competition between the Benevolent Heart Alliance and the Demon Doctor Alliance in Qingyuan City? Lu Xuanyuan lost to Qing Xi three times and his face was swollen by her step." Murong Yi said disapprovingly.
Feng Qingfan looked confused. Xiling City is located in a remote location, far away from Qingyuan City, and not many people know the details of the competition.
He has become disheartened again in the past two years. He has never even gone out of the Feng family's door a few times, and he knows nothing about it.
Long Zaiye had heard a little about Gu Qingxi's medical skills, but not long after he returned to Long's house, he was so absorbed in studying the sealing formation that he didn't pay attention at all, and his expression was just as confused.
Seeing this, Murong Yi told the two of them the story of the competition.
"It turns out that Master Gu is not only wonderful in formations, but also has such outstanding medical skills. This old man is really blind and ignorant." After hearing this, Long Zaiye was filled with emotion and fear at the same time.
With his little strength, he actually dared to rely on his elders in front of such a master of medicine. Fortunately, Gu Qingxi didn't care about him for the sake of Long Qianli's face, otherwise he might not even know how he died.
A medical master like Gu Qingxi wants to curry favor with too many people, including demon cultivators. If he knew that he had offended her, there would be no need for her to give orders, and he didn’t know how many monks would come to help him.
With his little strength, it would be strange not to be cut to pieces by a thousand swords.
"Qingfan was so negligent earlier, and I hope Master Gu will forgive me. I only have these few Xuan Ying Dan left on me, and I really can't give you any other decent thank-you gifts. I hope Master Gu won't dislike it." Feng Qingfan said again. He said gratefully and ashamedly.
If it were anyone else, they would probably sneer at Murong Yi's words. With Lu Xuanyuan's medical skills and reputation, even if she lost to the Benevolent Heart Alliance, she couldn't have lost so miserably. It was just three defeats in a row, and she was stepped on in the face and couldn't turn over. It was a shame she could think of it. .
But Feng Qingfan was different. Lu Xuanyuan spent three days treating his injuries, but in the end he had no choice but to give up. As for Gu Qingxi, looking at the sky outside the window, he was completely healed from his injuries in less than half an hour at most, and even his cultivation level was completely restored.
And she didn't have any preparation, so she took action at will in this elegant teahouse.
He certainly wouldn't have the slightest doubt that Gu Qingxi had trampled Lu Xuanyuan under his feet.
It's a pity that after several years of neglect, he has nothing left except these Xuan Ying Pills, so he can only express his gratitude.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, these Xuanying Pills are really of no use to me. You should keep them for yourself. If you really want to thank me, I will thank you later when you are promoted to God Transformation." Gu Qingxi declined.
As long as she breaks the backlash of the forbidden technique, it is easy for her to become a god, but it is definitely not difficult. Holding the Xuan Ying Dan is a waste, but Feng Qingfan would be more useful if she kept it.
Moreover, she didn't help Feng Qingfan for any reward. I just saw that he had a good character, and I felt sorry for what happened to him, so I wanted to help him.
"That's right, how can this kind of elixir catch the eye of Master Gu? I owe this kindness first, and I will repay it in the future when I am promoted to God." As the injury healed, Feng Qingfan also regained his previous free and easy atmosphere.
Originally, although Xuan Ying Dan was precious, with Gu Qingxi's medical skills, what kind of miraculous elixir could he not find? If he insisted on using Xuan Ying Dan as a thank you gift, he would be looking down on Gu Qingxi.
Although there were no heroic words, Feng Qingfan had already made up his mind: From now on, his life belongs to Gu Qingxi. For her, even if he becomes an enemy of the whole world, even if he sacrifices his life, he will be there for her. No matter what!
After sitting in the teahouse for a while, seeing the sky getting dark, Feng Qingfan led a few people to the Xiling Chamber of Commerce.
Because the weapon appraisal conference is originally a competition between the Feng family and the Tian family, for the sake of fairness, the conference is held at the Xiling Chamber of Commerce every time.
This chamber of commerce is not large in scale, but has a very long history. It is said that it was founded by a great family of magic cultivators.
At the beginning of the lanterns, monks were entering the hall one after another. Two chamber of commerce guards stood at the door to check their identities. After all, it is a grand event in the world of demon cultivators. Of course, not everyone is eligible to participate in the weapon appraisal conference.
Although Feng Qingfan was not popular in the Feng family, he was still a direct descendant and the great-grandson of the previous head of the family, so no one dared to take away his family token.
After showing the token to the two guards, the group entered the hall.
"Isn't this Feng Qingfan? Why is he here too?" Many people were surprised when they saw Feng Qingfan.
