The top three doctors in the world today, the personal disciple of Ye Huairou, the "immortal in white clothes", are actually worse than a bad old man?
Lin Yuan found it difficult to accept this fact for a while. He asked tentatively: "Miss Wen, what did you just say?"
Slapping his hands on the table suddenly, Wen Baicao stood up angrily, pouted and shouted: "I said! I can't help it!"
It was quite scary for Wen Baicao, who looked like a little girl, to lose her temper. Lin Yuan was so frightened that he quickly shut his mouth.
The woman in white who had been silent just now came forward. She comforted Wen Baicao like a child, and said with a slight smile: "Everyone, let me make you laugh. Senior sister is not usually such a temperament."
Lin Yuan did not dare to speak. He was afraid that he might accidentally offend this ancestor again.
After all, Lin Weiyang had experienced ups and downs, and even after learning such bad news, she still remained calm.
"It doesn't matter, Miss Wen is also straightforward." Lin Weiyang took over the conversation and continued: "Just now, my little brother was so worried about my condition that he forgot to ask the girl her name."
Seeing that Lin Weiyang didn't have any emotional fluctuations, the woman in white's eyes were full of admiration. She put down her hand to comfort the senior sister, respectfully held her hands to Lin Weiyang, and said: "My surname is Gongsun, my first name is Sanniang, you call me Sanniang. That’s it.”
Now a person who was easy to talk to appeared, Lin Yuan slowly raised a hand and said: "That... Sanniang, I would like to ask, do you know who that person is... ..”
Gongsun Sanniang looked at Lin Yuan in surprise and asked without answering: "Didn't he introduce you when he connected the spiritual veins to you?"
With such a respectful title, it seems that he is a "cheap master" and he is probably from Yunyin Villa.
Lin Yuan was thinking about something in his mind, shaking his head like a rattle.
Gongsun Sanniang looked troubled, then she smiled and said: "Since he didn't introduce himself, it's not convenient for us to do it for him."
"Hey! This old gentleman accepted me as his disciple and didn't give me a name. Where can I find him in the future? Alas!"
Lin Yuan said this deliberately to them.
Sure enough, after Lin Yuan pretended to sigh, not only Gongsun Sanniang looked surprised, but Wen Baicao jumped from the stool to Lin Yuan with wide eyes, and asked in disbelief: "You said that old man accepted you as my wife?" Are you a disciple?"
Wen Baicao's excitement made Lin Yuan even more convinced of his idea.
He answered truthfully: "Yes, after he connected my sister's spiritual veins for me, he said he would continue to wander around and find a cure for me."
Wen Baicao's expression at this moment could no longer be described in words. It looked like shock, anger, mixed with disdain and other emotions.
She pressed Lin Yuan's left hand on the table, rolled up his sleeve, and put her little hand on it, not knowing whether to take a pulse.
After only a few breaths, Wen Baicao removed her arm. She stared at Lin Yuan as if she saw a monster, and she couldn't hear what was being murmured in her little mouth.
Lin Yuan was also curious, but his ancestor was moody, so he had no choice but to look at Gongsun Sanniang beside him.
Gongsun Sanniang had never seen her senior sister look like this. She curiously walked to Lin Yuan and sat down, closing her eyes and taking a pulse.
At the same time and with the same expression, Gongsun Sanniang was also dumbfounded.
This made Lin Weiyang very anxious. Could it be that his little brother was ill?
Lin Weiyang asked anxiously: "You two, why do you look like this? Is there something wrong with Xiao Yuan's body?"
Hearing Lin Weiyang's words, Gongsun Sanniang was the first to recover. She apologetically asked Lin Weiyang to wait while she pulled Wen Baicao inside to whisper.
You are not afraid of the doctor making a decisive decision, but you are most afraid of the doctor frowning.
Lin Weiyang understood the true meaning of these words at this moment. She nervously pulled her younger brother's right arm and sent Lingqi into his body to explore.
Even Mo Qingcheng, who had been silent behind him, stepped forward and asked Lin Yuan if he had been feeling ill recently.
Lin Yuan, who was over-cared for, was a little stunned. He felt as if he had been tricked...
After an excruciating moment, the two doctors finally came out.
When Wen Baicao saw Lin Yuan's terrifying right arm, she had a complex expression and said, "Lin Yuan, it's really not a miracle that you can survive until now. Thank your parents!"
Lin Yuan was puzzled, and Lin Weiyang was also puzzled. They asked at the same time: "How do you say this?"
"Did that bad old man ever say why he accepted you as his disciple?" Wen Baicao asked after sighing.
Lin Yuan rolled his eyes and thought about it. He patted his thigh and said, "It seems to mean that my bones are good..."
Staring into Lin Yuan's eyes, Wen Baicao said unconvinced: "I don't know what your bones are like, but your spiritual veins... are definitely one of a kind!"
Seeing Lin Yuan and Lin Weiyang about to speak, Wen Baicao made a gesture of silence, and then said: "I know what you want to ask, please listen to me first."
Taking a deep breath to clear his mind, Wen Baicao continued: "Since birth, most ordinary people need to eat whole grains to maintain the nutrients needed by the body, but for those who practice Taoism, all grains are turbid gas. Too much will gradually cause the spiritual veins to be blocked, so the sooner you climb the spiritual level, the easier it will be to practice, which is why everyone’s cultivation speed is different.”
After explaining this, Wen Baicao paused briefly. She continued to look at Lin Yuan with the eyes of a monster, which made Lin Yuan feel creepy.
"However, people always have to eat. Even the dishes made from the best spiritual creatures will have a certain amount of turbidity. Therefore, if the menstrual veins are not washed and the marrow is cut, the person's spiritual veins will gradually be filled with turbidity. If it is blocked, there will be a bottleneck in your cultivation."
Wen Baicao's eyes became more and more strange. She looked at Lin Yuan and continued: "But Lin Yuan, your spiritual veins...are completely smooth now, with no turbidity at all! Palace Master Lin's own The spiritual veins have been more or less blocked, but the spiritual vein in her right arm that originally belonged to you is still clean..."
At this moment, Lin Yuan frowned, and an ancient book he had read suddenly popped up in his mind. As the pages of the book turned in his mind, Lin Yuan seemed to see the content of that page again.
"Pure Yang Zhixiang..." Lin Yuan read the name subconsciously.
Although the voice was extremely low, Wen Baicao heard it clearly. The weirdness in her eyes was immediately replaced by shock, and she said, "You actually know this?"
Gongsun Sanniang was also shocked from ear to ear, but Lin Weiyang and Mo Qingcheng were the only two who were full of doubts.
"Xiao Yuan, what do you mean by...that elephant?" Lin Weiyang asked, patting her younger brother on the back.
The person who answered this question was not Lin Yuan, but Gongsun Sanniang.
"Pure Yang Zhixiang, this is an extremely rare kind of spiritual vein. The owner is naturally resistant to the erosion of turbid energy, and the perception of spiritual energy is dozens of times higher than that of ordinary people. In the history of Qing Dynasty, there are many touching stories. The masters who reach the threshold of the fairyland all have pure Yang Zhixiang veins.”
"For example, Overlord Spear, Wang Andong."
"Ningguang Lord, Huangfu Zhengyang."
"Old... Golden Needle Master, Zhang Ning." When talking about this person, Gongsun Sanniang didn't know if it was a slip of the tongue.
"The little sage of Fulu, Lu Qingci."
"Five ghosts and demons, Zheng Yuankang."
"As far as I know, these five have already touched the steps to climb to the fairyland, and all of them, without exception, have pure Yang Zhixiang veins."
After Gongsun Sanniang said this, Wen Baicao turned to look at her and continued.
"Junior sister, you forgot one more..."
"Sword Immortal, Mu Yang God!"
If one or two of the first five names were unfamiliar, it would still be acceptable, but the taboo mentioned by Wen Baicao was probably unknown to everyone in the world.
The sword fairy Mu Yangshen was the only Taoist who entered the fairyland three thousand years ago. In the East China Sea, there was a master who held a wooden sword and defeated the challenges from all over the world. He fought fiercely for a whole year without losing a single victory. When he walked out of the East China Sea, he held the sword and became an immortal!
This is also the only person in ancient history who is respected as an "immortal" by the world!
Lin Yuan did not expect that all these characters actually had the same spiritual vein as himself.
To him, it might just be a little surprising, but in Lin Weiyang's ears, each of these names was more harsh than the last.
Hanging her head in despair, Lin Weiyang laughed at herself: "Sure enough... no wonder I reached the fifth level in a short time. It turns out... it was thanks to Xiao Yuan's spiritual veins."
When Lin Yuan heard this, he turned around in a circle and sat face to face with his sister.
He slowly raised his arm and put it on the side of Lin Weiyang's face. Under her dull eyes, he gently patted the cheek that could be broken by blows, and said seriously: "I'm afraid you are thinking too much, Chunyang Zhi Elephant veins are mostly born in men's bodies; women's bodies are originally yin-elements. If one part of the spiritual veins is purely yang-xiang, it can also play a harmonizing role, which is beneficial and harmless. If there are too many, women will not only be unable to practice, but also He will become a monster that is neither male nor female."
Although Lin Yuan's words were impeccable, Lin Weiyang still looked at the two doctors. When their shocked eyes came into view, Lin Weiyang knew that the younger brother was telling the truth.
However, Lin Weiyang was really curious, how could his younger brother know these things?
This question also troubled the two doctors, but Wen Baicao continued following Lin Yuan's words.
"That's why I said there is no way."
The topic once again returned to Lin Weiyang's situation, and Lin Yuan also turned around and looked at Wen Baicao.
"Generally speaking, there is a shortage of innate spiritual veins, so we can only find children between two and three years old to obtain spiritual veins. This kind of spiritual veins has not yet been fully formed and can adapt to most people's bodies without any abnormalities. Therefore, the world Doctors will never take the pulse of someone who is born with a shortage of spiritual veins. Doctors are benevolent, and doctors will never take the spiritual pulse of a child without the consent of the child."
"Unless..." Wen Baicao glanced at Lin Yuan again and continued: "Unless this child has an extraordinary mind and is willing to donate his spiritual veins, the doctor will never operate!"
"But Young Master Lin has pure Yang to Xiang veins, so only spiritual veins of appropriate length can be inserted into Palace Master Lin's body."
"That bad old man must have considered this a long time ago, so he used the spiritual energy as a thread and the golden needle as a guide to build a temporary spiritual vein in the part where the spiritual vein was lacking."
"Now Palace Master Lin's cultivation has reached the fifth level. Of course, this golden needle cannot withstand more spiritual energy. That's why Palace Master Lin's cultivation will be difficult to improve even half a point after the fifth level. If she forcibly absorbs the spiritual energy, If Qi breaks through the shackles, it will only cause the golden needles to break, the whole body's cultivation to be dissipated, and even... the meridians of the whole body may break."
Lin Yuan never expected this result. He turned his head to look at Lin Weiyang with a worried look and said: "Sister, you heard me, you are not allowed to practice until you are completely cured."
"But..." Lin Weiyang wanted to refute, but was shot back by her younger brother with a "vicious" look.
This time, Mo Qingcheng also stood by Lin Yuan. She put her hands on Lin Weiyang's shoulders and advised: "Palace Master Lin, just listen to the young master, your health is important..."
One versus two, it’s a disadvantage!
Lin Weiyang temporarily closed her mouth, but who knows what she was thinking...
Lin Yuan, who is well aware of his sister's temperament, understands that this is just a temporary recognition of her, and she will have to monitor her more in the future.
With his back to Wen Baicao and the others, Lin Yuan asked: "Doctor Wen, according to your statement, isn't there a golden needle in my sister's right arm? Will it affect her body?"
Lin Yuan turned around. Wen Baicao said: "No, the golden needle is completely wrapped by Ling Qi. As long as the Ling Qi connection is not broken, there will be no problem."
Sensing that Lin Yuan was still a little worried, Gongsun Sanniang said, "Mr. Lin, you can rest assured about my master's medical skills."
Although Lin Yuan still felt uneasy, according to what these two said, he seemed to have no choice but to wait for his "cheap master" to find a way to come back.
But it has been more than ten years since he left, and there is still no news from him, and we don’t know when we will see him again.
Praying for the good health of his old man in his heart, Lin Yuan heard Wen Baicao cough slightly, and he quickly turned around.
"Mr. Lin, I have answered all your questions. May I ask a small question?" Wen Baicao asked.
Lin Yuan chuckled and said, "You want to ask me where I learned about the Pure Yang Xiang?"
At this point, Wen Baicao completely changed his view on Lin Yuan. Previously, he had only heard that the eldest young master of the Lin family was a "waste" who could not practice cultivation and had been hiding behind his sister and being well protected. But from what I saw today, Lin Yuan was not only courageous and courageous, but also a young man of flesh and blood and quick thinking. Although he cannot practice, in other aspects he is already much higher than his peers.
When Lin Yuan said what he wanted to ask, Wen Baicao nodded without any concealment.
Lin Yuan chuckled and said: "I don't like practicing, but I like reading. I'm glad I was born in Beiliang and met an old man who has a house full of books."
These words sounded like emotion, but they also answered Wen Baicao's doubts.
There was a strange look on her face, and she made eye contact with Sanniang beside her.
After they returned to normal, Lin Yuan pulled his sister to stand up.
I've finished reading about the condition, and if I stay any longer, I'm afraid Lei Ming will have to think too much.
Leading a group of people out of Lin Weiyang's courtyard, Lin Yuan suddenly asked as he closed the door: "You two, I have a small question. Why did the Lei Family Master come to you?"
The two doctors who were waiting for Lin Yuan at the bottom of the steps looked at Lin Yuan's back at the same time. Gongsun Sanniang said: "Mr. Lin, please forgive me for not being able to inform you about this matter. The most basic thing for a doctor is to respect every patient." If I tell you my privacy, we may not even have the most basic medical ethics."
Lin Yuan closed the door, turned around with a smile on his face and said: "It doesn't matter, this is the best..."
