Seeing that the Holy City of Medical Immortals and Medicines was helpless, the Emperor of Heaven suddenly became furious and had a splitting headache. He roared: "Cure me again! Didn't you just say that you still have a pulse! My tenth brother who cannot be cured can be buried with him. !”
The Medicine Saint was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, but there was nothing he could do. Even if the Emperor of Heaven buried him with him, he could not save himself now. "The Emperor of Heaven has made atonement for his sins. I have tried every possible method. I can only rely on Lord Chongguang's good fortune." .”
The Emperor of Heaven felt very sad after hearing this. He sat in front of the bed and held Lord Chongguang's pale and cold hand, covering his face and crying, "My father, before he passed away, ordered me to take good care of you. He will pass it on to you three hundred thousand years later." , it has been more than 200,000 years, and I have not taken good care of you and failed to live up to the expectations of my father... If you wake up, I will never force you to read the classics or reprimand you..."
Queen Shura Wuyan looked heavy on her face. Although she was worried about the relationship between the two worlds, luckily she found a scapegoat. After Lord Chongguang died, the position of crown prince naturally fell to her highness, Lord Chengxian. Even if Fengyi was buried with him, she felt happy.
So he pretended to comfort the Emperor of Heaven and said: "The Emperor of Heaven expresses his condolences and orders preparations for Chongguang's funeral..."
"Ancestor Hongjun hasn't come yet, Chongguang still has a chance to survive! What are you planning to do for the funeral? Are you just looking forward to his death?" The Emperor of Heaven angrily scolded Shura Wuyan.
In front of the medical officer and all the immortal ministers, Shura Wuyan's face turned red and white.
"I'm here." Ancestor Hongjun appeared in front of the immortals, holding his sleeves and looking carefree and relaxed.
All the immortals hurriedly saluted him. The Emperor of Heaven pounced on Ancestor Hongjun and was about to salute, "Ancestor, you have the power to create the world, you have the ability to create the world, and you are Chongguang's mentor, please save Chongguang quickly!"
Ancestor Hongjun calmly supported the Emperor of Heaven and said: "Don't call me old man, am I old? The creation of the world is a thing of the past, so don't mention it. As for Chongguang..."
Ancestor Hongjun leaned over and glanced at Mr. Chongguang who was lying on the bed, and continued to pretend to be a god, "Chongguang's immortal heart was originally fine, but it was excessively injured, which affected his immortal veins. Millions of years ago, I was with you. My friend Changsheng once studied a magical technique..."
Ancestor Hongjun deliberately stopped to show off. He looked at the expressions of the Emperor and Queen of Heaven and the immortals.
"What kind of magic is it? Ancestor, you can tell me!" the Emperor of Heaven said anxiously.
"It depends on whether the Emperor of Heaven is willing." Ancestor Hongjun continued calmly.
"Since they are two gods who created the world, their magic must be superb. Ancestor, please heal Chong Guang quickly." The Emperor of Heaven urged.
Ancestor Hongjun took out a sharp dagger from his sleeve, smoothed his sleeve, and said in a serious tone, "Since Chongguang's immortal body has been damaged too much, it seems that it cannot be saved. It is better to peel off the skin, bones, and flesh, and remove the intact body." Cut out the fairy heart and replace it with a new fairy body! The heart is still the heart of Chongguang, and Chongguang is still Chongguang."
The Emperor was stunned.
The Medical Immortal and the Medicine Saint said in unison, "We have been practicing medicine for hundreds of thousands of years, but we have never heard of this technique."
Ancestor Hongjun rolled his eyes and scolded, "What are hundreds of thousands of years? It's just a passing moment for me! What have you seen at such a young age? This is the creation technique of the Immortal Emperor and me!"
After the ancestor said this, he threw himself on the bed and held Chongguang Jun down, then stabbed him with his dagger.
"Ancestor! Ancestor! You can't do it!"
The Emperor of Heaven was so frightened that he hurriedly hugged Ancestor Hongjun. The ancestor's method was too scary. He was worried that ancestor Hongjun was too seriously injured when the six paths collapsed and became confused. But Patriarch Hongjun was too strong and he couldn't stop him.
"Hurry up!" The Emperor of Heaven shouted at the Medical Immortal Medicine Sage.
The Medical Immortal and the Medicine Saint hurriedly rushed forward, one pulling his arms and the other hugging his legs.
"No way! Ancestor! Lord Chongguang is still alive. Ancestor doesn't even use numbing techniques. He wants to be dissected alive! Lord Chongguang just left like this, and at least there is still a whole body. He peeled off the skin and deboned the body. He also cut off the flesh and removed the heart, but the whole body was gone! He is the prince of heaven!" The Medicine Sage couldn't stand it and tried to dissuade him.
"Yes, Ancestor! Think twice!" The guards of the Emperor of Heaven and the immortal ministers hugged each other's waists and thighs.
Ancestor Hongjun said unhappily: "What are you thinking about? Why don't you stop me? Just touch me! I'll die immediately!" After saying that, he grabbed Mr. Chongguang's cold and soft arm and threw it to the Medicine Saint.
The Medicine Sage hurriedly checked Mr. Chongguang's pulse, but even the trace of Qi pulse was gone.
The Medicine Saint is about to cry, he will be buried with him this time!
The Medical Immortal also hurriedly came with a complete set, and threw himself at the feet of the Emperor of Heaven, shouting his condolences in great grief.
The Emperor of Heaven found it difficult to accept it for a moment and was dumbfounded...
"It's still too late to perform an autopsy now!" Ancestor Hongjun raised his dagger and stabbed Chongguang Lord again.
"Ancestor!" Medicine Saint grabbed Ancestor Hongjun's arm and said sadly: "Ancestor, please leave a whole body for the Immortal Lord! Although the Immortal Lord once punished the little immortal to go to the underworld to endure calamity, the little immortal is still here The underworld is deeply touched! The little immortal is grateful to the immortal king and tries his best to heal the immortal king. Even if the little fairy is buried with him, it is the fate of the little fairy, but the little fairy cannot bear to see him, the most beautiful person in the world, being dismembered in such a disgraceful way!"
The Medical Immortal cursed in his heart, the Medicine Saint’s conspicuous bag! He actually played a sensational game in front of the Emperor of Heaven, not because he was afraid of being buried with him. If you can do it, so can I!
"Ancestor! This method is really impossible! If it is possible, Xiaoxian would rather cut his heart open and give his body to Lord Chongguang!"
"Okay! If Chong Guang is cut open, you will be cut open!" The ancestor agreed.
The medical fairy almost lost his breath.
Queen Shura Wuyan secretly laughed in her heart. Ancestor Hongjun was seriously injured when the Six Paths collapsed, and he didn't have much mana left. Now he often does some irrelevant things in a muddle.
It's just that he has a very high seniority, and both the Heavenly Emperor and the Heavenly Emperor respect him. If he really knew how to heal, he would have cured Mr. Chongguang long ago. How could he still watch Mr. Chongguang's stubborn illnesses relapse again and again? You can peel off the skin, cut the flesh, remove the bones and disembowel the heart, so what if you're not an old fool? Of course she was happy to see Mr. Chongguang being heartbroken, and how relieved she was. The death will be attributed to Ancestor Hongjun.
"Don't stop me, Ancestor! Apart from this method, is there any other way to heal Lord Chongguang?" Shura Wuyan deliberately followed Ancestor Hongjun and scolded the immortals.
Ancestor Hongjun's dagger stopped just inches away from Lord Chongguang's heart. He turned to look at Shura Wuyan, thought about it, and said solemnly, "Yes!"
The immortals almost fell to the ground.
"Ancestor! What are you talking about? If you don't use other methods quickly, why do you insist on breaking Chong Guang's heart?" The Emperor of Heaven was anxious, angry and had no choice but to openly blame Ancestor Hongjun.
Shura Wuyan just wants to slap herself in the mouth, why is she so mouthless! Knowing that Patriarch Hongjun is confused, you still remind him!
Ancestor Hongjun put away the dagger and said solemnly: "What do you know? This is an ancient magic. Cutting the heart is the most straightforward method. There is also a more conservative method, which needs to be done slowly, but it requires more effort from me. Strength, a lot of trouble.”
Ancestor Hongjun opened his palm and transformed into a large number of silver needles as thick as awls.
