200: Chapter 200 The Three-Day Promise!
200: Chapter 200 The Three-Day Promise!
“I’ve offended you then!”
Ling Feng took a deep breath, moved behind Yan Cangtian, and took out a row of Golden Needles from his bosom.
From the pulse he had just taken, Yan Cangtian’s condition was not optimistic.
This guy, relying on his profound strength, had ingested too many kinds of ssed-up herbs and Elixirs.
Various types of Elixir Poison and dicinal poison had already begun to wreak havoc throughout his limbs and body.
Worst of all, his brain had also begun to be eroded by these toxins.
“The first needle, awakening!”
Ling Feng’s expression turned stern as he aid the first needle directly at the Bai Hui acupoint on the top of Yan Cangtian’s head.
Although the Bai Hui acupoint was a fatal point, under specific circumstances, it was also a very important acupoint for healing.
“Uh!——”
Yan Cangtian grunted, his eyes instantly bloodshot, both looking as if they were congested, turning a shade of deep red.
After a mont, the redness faded, and the look in Yan Cangtian’s eyes lost so of its madness, instead gaining a bit of clarity, now sowhat befitting the deanor of a grandmaster.
“This youngster…”
Yan Cangtian’s complexion changed slightly.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he suddenly ca to a realization.
Supre Mysterious Acupuncture Technique!
In this world, only the Supre Mysterious Acupuncture Technique could be so miraculous!
Counting it up, he and Ling Hanyang, Ling Feng’s grandfather, were of the sa generation.
Although he never had the chance to et Ling Hanyang, the na Ling Hanyang was thunderous in his ears.
Especially the Supre Mysterious Acupuncture Technique, which had been ranked as the number one in the world!
Unfortunately, Ling Hanyang vanished without a trace twenty years ago, and later, news of Ling Hanyang’s death spread, leading everyone to believe that this peerless Acupuncture Technique had been lost.
Today, Yan Cangtian thought it through carefully and realized—Ling Feng, Ling Hanyang, both had the surna Ling!
“Senior, don’t have wandering thoughts!”
Ling Feng said in a low shout, and Yan Cangtian quickly gathered his spirit, deciding it was better to wait until Ling Feng finished performing acupuncture before asking questions.
Ling Feng’s hands moved like lightning, a row of Golden Needles simultaneously inserted behind Ling Hanyang at the “Three Jiao Mysterious Gate,” forming a needle Formation.
Through the Golden Needles, he directed and suppressed the toxins from the Dan Tian Energy Sea within Yan Cangtian into the Mysterious Gate.
Although this thod couldn’t cure the root cause, it could effectively gather the toxins together.
With the aid of dicinal herbs, the thod used poison to combat poison, eventually resolving it.
It was only a pity that Ling Feng hadn’t inherited the complete Supre Mysterious Acupuncture Technique; otherwise, there would be no need for dicinal herbs to completely clear Yan Cangtian’s toxins.
About the ti it took to drink a cup of tea later, Ling Feng exhaled a breath of turbid air and wiped the sweat from his forehead, then nodded, “Alright, Senior, I’ve helped you drive the poisons toward the Three Jiao Mysterious Gate.
As for the Awakening Needle on your head, you should not remove it in the short term; your brain should be quite clear now.”
Yan Cangtian slowly opened his eyes, his gaze no longer mad but as profound as the stars, conveying a sense of having witnessed the vicissitudes of the sea and the fields, imperturbable amidst change.
A completely different temperant!
Ling Feng knew, this was the true Yan Cangtian!
Ling Feng bowed to Yan Cangtian, “Senior!”
“Thank you!” Yan Cangtian’s mouth curled into a slight smile, “For so many years, I’ve never been as clear-minded as I am today.”
Shaking his head, he said with a bitter smile, “It turns out that while I was single-mindedly delving into the ‘dicine King’s Scripture,’ I actually did so many foolish things.”
“Senior’s willingness to test dicines on himself is truly admirable!”
Yan Cangtian raised his hand and, shaking his head with a smile, said, “Kid, that formation technique you just used was the Supre Mysterious Acupuncture Technique, wasn’t it?”
“Uh…” Ling Feng pursed his lips and could only nod, “Indeed, it is the Supre Mysterious Acupuncture Technique.
I did not intentionally conceal it; it’s just that revealing my identity at this mont is not yet appropriate.”
“Rest assured, I won’t leak a single word about it,” Yan Cangtian, looking at Ling Feng, expressed with emotion, “Who would have thought, on a whim, I would actually bring back a savior!”
Yan Cangtian paused for a mont and then asked, “Is your grandfather really dead?”
“I don’t know much about my grandfather,” Ling Feng shook his head, “I was raised by an old servant by my grandfather’s side.
To my knowledge, my grandfather has indeed passed away.”
“What a pity!
It’s a lifelong regret to never have the chance to witness the elegance of dical Saint Ling Hanyang in this lifeti!” Yan Cangtian sighed lightly, his eyes filled with the color of disappointnt.
With Yan Cangtian’s mastery in the Alchemy Dao, he would truly be one of the rare figures capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with dical Saint Ling Hanyang; no wonder he felt such regret.
After a mont of silence, Yan Cangtian looked at Ling Feng again and slowly said, “You helped today, and I won’t let your efforts go unrewarded.
This dicine King’s Scripture has been completely restored by , with only the final trial remaining.
If possible, I hope you can join in completing this last step.”
“My greatest honor!” Ling Feng was overjoyed in his heart.
The dicine King’s Scripture recorded more than a hundred precious ancient formulas, many of which could be used to enhance cultivation, body refining, and other high-level spiritual elixirs.
And with Yan Cangtian’s all-encompassing Spiritual dicine Garden, it would be like eating elixirs like candy from now on!
“Well then, every seven days I will bring you to this Spiritual dicine Garden of mine, and you are free to use everything within the garden,” Yan Cangtian said with his hands behind his back, lightly smiling.
“Seven days?
That’s too long; make it every day!” Ling Feng said with anticipation.
For Ling Feng, both the dicine King’s Scripture and the various exotic flowers and plants in the Spiritual dicine Garden were incredibly attractive.
He wished he could live there every day; coming only once every seven days was torturous!
“You kid!” Yan Cangtian rolled his eyes, “Your zeal for the dicine King’s Scripture does resemble my enthusiasm.
But coming daily to Tianshu East Courtyard to fetch you would exhaust to death.
Let’s make it every three days.”
“Alright, every three days then.”
Ling Feng was aware that within the Heavenly Position Academy, the rules were strict.
With his current status as a “Yellow Character Disciple,” if he were discovered sneaking into the core area of the academy at night, he would likely be mistaken for a thief and hacked to death; therefore, he must have Yan Cangtian’s personal “chauffeuring” to manage.
In fact, Yan Cangtian had a thod which could directly bring Ling Feng to his residence, which was to personally take him as his Closed-door Disciple.
Indeed, he also harbored so intentions of taking an apprentice and wanted to accept Ling Feng as his Closed-door Disciple.
However, although he appreciated Ling Feng’s help with his healing, he would not lower his apprentice-recruitnt standards on account of this.
He still wanted to carefully observe Ling Feng’s talent and character before deciding whether to accept him as a disciple.
Seeing that dawn was breaking, Yan Cangtian then said to Ling Feng, “Kid, it’s getting light, I’ll send you back first.”
“Thank you, Senior.”
Ling Feng nodded.
Today was the day the new Yellow Character Disciples t with their ntors, and he did not want to miss it.
…
Before long, Ling Feng once again experienced Yan Cangtian’s astonishing speed.
Fortunately, with the experience from the first ti, he didn’t feel so dizzy.
Almost in the blink of an eye, when Ling Feng felt his feet on solid ground again, he was already back in his room.
From afar ca Yan Cangtian’s voice, “I will co to find you again in three days’ ti, at night!”
“Three more days!” Ling Feng pursed his lips, looking forward to these three days ending quickly.
And these three days would be a good opportunity to seriously consider how exactly to treat Yan Cangtian’s peculiar illness.
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