That night, Wang Feihu was seriously injured. Although under the treatment of Qingyu Talisman, his external injuries were cured that night, but his internal injuries never improved and have not healed yet.`

Now that China's spiritual energy is exhausted, not every ancient martial arts master has so many treasures like Ling Yun.

Wang Feihu is just an ordinary ancient martial arts master at the peak of the fifth level of the innate level. Moreover, he has been staying in this realm for several years and has been difficult to break through, not because of anything else, but because of poverty.

The innate realm is divided into three stages, subdivided into nine layers, one layer to the innate third layer, which is the early stage of the innate; the fourth layer to the sixth layer of the innate sixth layer is the middle stage of the innate; the seventh layer to the nineth layer of the innate ninth layer is the late stage of the innate.

It can be said that as long as a cultivator can break through one stage, it is not difficult to reach the peak of this stage. The difference is just how much time it takes.

The difficulty is the breakthrough in every major stage, almost every step is to reach the sky.

For example, Qin Dongxue had such strong qualifications and insights, before meeting Ling Yun, and it was difficult to make progress.

Why? Lack of magic medicine!

Qin Dongxue is like this, let alone Wang Feihu.

Otherwise, why would Wang Feihu, a master at the peak of the fifth level innate level, rely on the Sun family and be willing to be the guest minister of the Sun family and work hard for such a secular family?

"Acupuncture? Mr. Ling, your skills have recovered?"

Wang Feihu spent so many days in Villa No. 1, and was influenced by him every day, so he naturally understood what Ling Yun meant by acupuncture.

"Well, it's almost one or two percent recovered, and it's only a matter of time next."

Ling Yun nodded, without hiding it, and said directly: "Get into the house and go to your room."

The two of them came to the guest room where Wang Feihu lived. Ling Yun didn't say anything nonsense and asked him to sit cross-legged on the bed first, signaling him to take off his shirt.

"Ahem..." Wang Feihu's old face turned red and his face looked embarrassed.

Ling Yun was so happy when he saw this: "A great innate ancient martial arts master. Will he still be embarrassed about this? I will cure your injuries and be more free and easy."

Ling Yunxin said, if you really want to see you, you can see you through just one sweep of your spiritual sense. Unfortunately, I don’t have that hobby.

As he spoke, Ling Yun took out the food box prepared by Zhongmei from his ring with a thought.`

Opening the food box, Ling Yun raised his hand and pinched a few slices of ginseng and handed it directly to Wang Feihu: "Chew it and swallow it."

"This is?"

"Millennium Ginseng."

Wang Feihu was stunned and said shockedly: "Thousands of...thousands of years of ginseng?"

Of course I was excited. I depended on the Sun family and worked hard to accumulate worldly money. I wanted a hundred-year-old ginseng tree, but I didn't expect that the one who took it out and took it out to cure my illness was thousand-year-old ginseng.

Lingyun's golden needle was in his hand, and smiled when he saw this, "You don't have to be excited, it's more than a thousand years. Instead, ginseng that has grown for more than two thousand years. Eat it quickly, I'm very busy today."

"Thank you, Mr. Ling!"

Wang Feihu was not a shy person either. He immediately put a few slices of ginseng into his mouth and chewed them down.

"Turn the exercises you have practiced to guide the spiritual energy of ginseng into the Dantian. I will use the Nine Needles of Lingshu to help you deconstruct the medicinal power."

Ling Yun stood beside the bed, and his move was like lightning, and he began to prick Wang Feihu on the back.

Of course it was not a simple needle. Ling Yun's skill has recovered now. He also pierced the acupoints through the golden needle, and continued to penetrate Wang Feihu's meridians and crossed the spiritual energy to help him repair the damaged meridians and orifices.

Ten minutes later.

Ling Yun looked at Wang Feihu, whose body was covered with golden needles. He asked with a smile: "Old Wang, how do you feel now?"

"Hey……"

Wang Feihu was so comfortable that he wanted to moan, moan, and make a sound. He closed his eyes and used his skills and replied excitedly: "Young Master Ling. As expected, he deserves the name of an immortal doctor. In just a moment, I felt that my internal injuries had recovered by 60% or 70%..."

What is the situation of meridian damage?

In terms of image, it is actually a tube that has broken, gaps, cracks, or thinning, even blockages, bonding, etc.... There are various situations.

The so-called repair of meridians means curing all the problems that occur in meridians so that the true qi can run unimpededly.

There are people who ginseng medicine power inside, and Lingyun's spiritual energy is input on the outside, and the anti-natural effect of Lingshu Nine Acupuncture, Lingyun only took a while to recover from Wang Feihu's internal injuries.`

Wang Feihu's exercise of exercises made the true qi in his body wander in the meridians quickly, and he felt that he was running without any hindrance.

He had to sigh at Ling Yun's magical doctor's skill, and thought that people would die compared to others, and they would throw away goods compared to others.

Ling Yun smiled, he reached out his hand again, pinched a few more pieces of ginseng, and put it directly into Wang Feihu's mouth: "Eat a few more pieces, and then meditate here to exercise your skills. I'll come here to pull the needle for you later."

After saying that, without waiting for Wang Feihu to shed tears, he left his room and came to the living room.

"boss."

At this time, Ling Yun's two blood servants, Paul and Jester, the two Counts, had been waiting in the living room for a long time.

As for Tang Meng, there was no need to think about it. He went to the small warehouse in the backyard of the villa to clean up the real person of the Scare Sun, and the unlucky guys Sikong Wuji went there.

Ling Yun looked at the two blood clan servants who performed Western gentlemen's etiquette to him, stared at them for a while, thinking about whether to ask them about the power of faith.

"Come out, let's do some work together."

Ling Yun finally did not ask them about the power of faith, but brought two blood clan kings to the yard.

He first swept with his spiritual sense, then flew around and came to a certain place in the southeast corner of the yard, then raised his hand and pointed: "Jester, move that stone to my feet, just here where I stand."

Lingyun is going to re-set the spirit gathering array in Villa No. 1!

He didn't explain, and just wandered around the whole yard, stopping in one direction, and every time he stopped, he asked Paul and Jester to bring a stone over and put it at his feet.

In fact, if Ling Yun’s current skill returns to his peak state and sets up a spirit gathering array, it will be just a matter of raising his hands, but it will take more than ten days and he can’t wait.

For everything in this yard, including people, spiritual herbs or medicinal herbs, there is or no spirit gathering array, the difference is that it is too big.

After all, Villa No. 1 is very close to the antique market, and there is more or less spiritual.

Moreover, there are a large amount of herbs planted in the villa yard, which can almost be said to be a spiritual medicine. In addition, there are also a large amount of purchased medicinal materials stored in the villa.

Ling Yun was using this yard to cultivate spiritual herbs and soak the medicinal materials to infiltrate spiritual energy. After more than ten days of interruption, he was already very distressed. How could he tolerate this state to continue?

The most important thing is that there are three real spiritual herbs in the backyard of Villa No. 1, and they are almost maturing.

Ling Yun knew his own affairs, and he was now practicing Qi first. To restore his skills to the peak state, it is not enough for just a dozen days, so he still needs the help of elixirs.

Ginseng can be eaten directly by sliced, but the yin grass of Tianyang grass, dragon spirit grass, is absolutely not good, as that would be a waste and a waste of resources.

Therefore, when the three spiritual herbs are mature, Lingyun will use them to make Yin-Yang Pills and Dragon Spirit Pills.

So Ling Yun could only use this stupid method. Fortunately, he now has spiritual consciousness. The range covers dozens of meters, and can calculate the distance and determine the direction. With the help of these two blood clans, it is not slow.

Twenty minutes later, Ling Yun completed his last step, and he flew to the eye of the spirit gathering array.

All formations must have array eyes.

In the past, Lingyun used a stone in Villa No. 1.

But this time, he did not use stones, but thoughts moved and took a piece of jade the size of a football from the space ring.

The thought moved again, and the Nether Blood Demon Sword appeared in his hand. Ling Yun held the knife in one hand, inserted the knife into the ground, and gently lifted it, and soon made a pit of more than half a meter deep.

Lingyun put the knife, put the jade into the pit, and then filled the soil again. Step on it.

"boom!"

The green jade just put it into the array eye. The various mixed auras of Qingshui Antique Market, the water aura of Qingshui Lake, and the wood aura in the mountains and forests behind the villa seemed to be attracted, and instantly turned around and rushed towards Villa No. 1!

The formation is formed!

"Yeah, that's right..."

Ling Yun was very satisfied with his masterpiece this time.

Feeling the various spiritual energy coming from all over the place, Ling Yun felt comfortable all over. Then he floated to the place where three spiritual herbs were planted, and carefully observed their growth.

"Fortunately, I was careful that night, otherwise these three herbs would be in trouble..."

The battle between life and death was so tragic that night. These three spiritual herbs were not hurt at all. Ling Yun had to thank Xian'er. This little girl was determined and knew that these three spiritual herbs were very important to Ling Yun, so she set up a illusion array early so that these three spiritual herbs did not suffer.

As for the front yard of the villa and the herbs transplanted from Dr. Xue on the west side of the yard, although two or three percent lost, they were just some low-level spiritual herbs. Ling Yun was not very distressed.

"According to this momentum, as fast as ten days, as slow as half a month, these three spiritual herbs will be ripe."

Lingyun observed three spiritual herbs, and there was no need to say that the dragon spirit grass, which grew the slowest pillar, had its stems twisted and tangled like a dragon, and it was probably about to mature.

"Hehe, God really helps me..." Ling Yun was in a good mood naturally.

He turned to Paul and Jester and said, "This place must be kept under strict supervision within half a month and cannot leave anyone. I don't care who you go out at night, at least one person must be left at home."

Paul and Jester immediately nodded in agreement.

Lingyun turned back to the house and headed straight for Wang Feihu's room.

"Damn it, three flowers gather together..."

Wang Feihu was exercising his skills with all his strength. With the help of the thousand-year-old ginseng medicinal power, the heat evaporated around his body and slowly rose. He gathered above his head, and there was a faint shining of light.

This kind of scene is naturally impossible for ordinary people to see. Ling Yun has spiritual consciousness and can naturally see it in real life.

Sitting in meditation and exercising the exercises, the essence turns into qi, and qi rushes into the mystical orifice. This is a manifestation of the uneven unblocking of the eight extraordinary meridians.

Seeing this scene, Ling Yun knew that Wang Feihu's internal injuries had recovered by 99%. He couldn't help but want to help Wang Feihu run through the gate directly, but he still endured it.

Wang Feihu's internal injuries just happened to be the first time, so I'd better wait for him to recuperate for a few days before consolidating it.

"Old Wang, please stop me. Don't be too greedy. We have thousands of years of ginseng, and there are some better ones than ginseng."

Seeing that Wang Feihu actually wanted to break through the gate in one fell swoop, Ling Yun immediately spoke to stop him.

I thought to myself how poor Lao Wang was before...

Wang Feihu immediately stopped exercising his skills and opened his eyes. His eyes were shining with light.

Ling Yun took action and pulled out the golden needle from Wang Feihu's body.

Wang Feihu got out of bed, looked at Ling Yun's head and bowed: "Thank you, Young Master Ling!"

Ling Yun did not dodge, and took the bow calmly, and smiled faintly: "It seems that the injury has completely recovered. You can stabilize it for a few days first, and I will help you get through the barrier with all your strength." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!