Chapter 206 Questioning

Style: Historical Author: Scholar Who Walks the NightWords: 1551Update Time: 24/01/11 17:26:53
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The acupuncture method is just a hair’s breadth away. I suggest you report your ID number directly next time... Zhao Wujiang’s eyes flashed. He was proficient in Taiyi Xuan Acupuncture, and he didn’t care about the diseases that could be treated with acupuncture.

With Gu Nanyuan's support, he followed Gu Changtian and kept walking forward. After a few breaths, he reached the end and several stone houses appeared in his eyes.

"Grandpa, just let Zhao Wujiang give it a try." Gu Nanyuan pouted.

Gu Changtian glared at his granddaughter angrily, and instead of responding, he changed the subject:

"What are you doing here? Didn't you stay in Kyoto?"

"I miss you, so I'll come back to see you..." Gu Nanyuan pursed her red lips.

"Nonsense! Cough..." Gu Changtian said with a straight face. Now that all forces have gathered, Gu Nanyuan will be in danger when he comes back.

He glanced at Zhao Wujiang and said in a deep voice:

"Little boy named Zhao, you also covet the "Phaseless Prajna Sutra", right?"

Zhao Wujiang sat on the stone bench with the support of Gu Nanyuan. He had almost recovered. Gu Changtian had not hurt him just now. The reason why he was exhausted was because he was forced to withstand the pressure.

Hearing Gu Changtian's inquiry, he nodded honestly:

"Exactly!

Senior, Nan Yuan and I came back from this trip for the "Phaseless Prajna Sutra", but more importantly, we were entrusted by Nan Yuan to treat your stubborn illness. "

Gu Nanyuan sat next to Zhao Wujiang, with a faint curve on her lips.

"You are quite magnanimous..." Gu Changtian put his hands behind his back and stared at Zhao Wujiang, his voice still cold:

"But there is nothing you can do about the stubborn disease of old age! As for formless prajna, you can't practice it even if you get the secret book!"

I can’t practice even if I get the secret book? Why is this? Zhao Wujiang's eyes narrowed slightly, he rubbed his fingers and said in a sincere tone:

"Senior, why don't you let me try it? To be honest, I am quite proficient in medical skills, and I am even better at acupuncture."

"What you call prostitution and proficiency is just the arrogance of claiming to be a genius." Gu Changtian said coldly:

"Just like your martial arts cultivation, it has been progressing very quickly recently, but it is particularly vain.

On the other hand, Nan Yuan is about the same age as you, or even a few years younger than you, but her cultivation has reached the fourth level in the past few years, and she has a solid foundation.

The emptiness in your body is too strong, so your medical skills will naturally not be very stable..."

"Grandpa!" Gu Nanyuan stamped her feet. Grandpa had become an old-fashioned man, and she was a little unhappy when he belittled Zhao Wujiang.

Zhao Wujiang sighed, cupped his fists and said:

"The lesson learned by my predecessors is that in the past six months since I entered martial arts, I have been under pressure from many aspects, which has resulted in me having to work hard to improve my cultivation recently, which has made martial arts a lot more inflated.

If you hadn’t given me a helping hand just now, senior, I’m afraid it would have been a while longer before I reached the fourth level...and it would have been difficult for me to deal with my own vanity in a short period of time..."

Half a year into martial arts... Gu Changtian's old eyes trembled. He thought Zhao Wujiang had been practicing martial arts since he was a child, but he didn't expect that he had only been into martial arts for half a year.

In just half a year, he is already close to the fourth-grade extraordinary realm. What a powerful talent.

"Ahem..." Gu Changtian coughed twice more and exhaled heavily. His expression turned rosy for a moment, but soon the redness faded away, and a hint of paleness could be seen on his face.

He was infected with a bad disease in the early years, and the bad disease, such as gangrene on the bones, kept raging in his body. He relied on his strong cultivation to suppress it. However, during this time, he has been expelling those who want to sneak into the tomb to seize the "Shadowless Prajna" The strong people in the Sutra have excessive cultivation, causing stubborn diseases to take advantage of the chaos to do evil in the body.

Gu Nanyuan's eyes turned red. She held her robe with both hands and begged in a loud voice: "Grandpa, let Zhao Wujiang have a try."

Gu Changtian took a deep breath to suppress the pain in his body. He saw his granddaughter's eyes welling up with moisture, and finally nodded:

"Come on, little kid named Zhao, let the old man see your medical skills..."

Zhao Wujiang nodded, sat in front of Gu Changtian, stretched out his hand to feel the pulse, and carefully felt the pulse.

It was messy, disorganized, beating powerfully, but showing exhaustion, the acupuncture points were not smooth, and seemed to be blocked... Zhao Wujiang narrowed his eyes slightly, the situation in Gu Changtian's body was worse than he imagined.

"Senior, I want to feel the bones and weigh the acupuncture points..." Zhao Wujiang said solemnly. For a strong martial artist, it is taboo to let others touch his acupuncture points, so he asked.

"Okay..." Gu Changtian's eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of surprise arose in his heart. Zhao Wujiang's current diagnosis process is exactly the same as that of the miracle doctor Zhang Yu. It seems that Zhao Wujiang has indeed invaded medical skills.

But his eyes flickered, he coughed twice more, and said solemnly with a straight face:

"Nanyuan, please step aside and make some food."

"Grandpa..." Gu Nanyuan felt that her grandfather was sending her away, but when she saw her grandfather's majestic eyes, she stood up with her lips pursed:

"good..."

After Gu Nanyuan walked out of the stone house, Gu Changtian sighed:

"let's start."

He slowly unbuttoned the top of his shirt, revealing a scrawny old body.

Zhao Wujiang took a slight breath. Gu Changtian's body was so skinny that his ribs were clearly outlined, and his arms were as skinny as thin bamboo.