Chapter One Hundred and Twelve The Back Mountain
"Yes." Qin Zhengfan nodded, and then he seemed to suddenly understand. Under the light, a pair of eyes stared directly at Zu Xiang like knives.
After concentrating his attention and taking a closer look, Qin Zhengfan discovered that Zu Xiang's spiritual power fluctuations were a little stagnant and unsmooth.
"Brother Ancestor, have your meridians been injured?" Qin Zhengfan frowned slightly and asked.
"That's right, I was tricked by someone in my early years and I have never recovered." Zu Xiang said with excitement when he saw that Tu Hui's injury was indeed cured by Qin Zhengfan, and Qin Zhengfan could tell at a glance that Tu Hui was injured.
"Brother Zu, why didn't you tell me about this earlier?" Qin Zhengfan said.
"Do you have a way to heal the master's injury?" Di Wen said excitedly.
"Let me take a look first. Senior brother, please reach out your hand." Qin Zhengfan did not answer Di Wen, but looked at Zu Xiang with a solemn expression.
Tu Hui's injury was the result of a spell backlash and a new injury, and Qin Zhengfan happened to buy a Gui Shou Wu at an auction that was at least two hundred years old. This gave Tu Hui the opportunity.
But Zu Xiang was injured due to a plot, and it was an old injury. Even with the help of precious medicinal materials, with Qin Zhengfan's current ability, he would not dare to pat his chest randomly without a careful investigation.
"Yes." Zu Xiang nodded and handed his hand to Qin Zhengfan.
Qin Zhengfan placed his fingers on Zu Xiang's wrist, then closed his eyes slightly, and the Zifu Yuan Shen sent out a ray of spiritual thought to attach to the spiritual power he released.
Soon, Qin Zhengfan could clearly "see" the situation inside Zu Xiang's body.
"Senior Brother Zu, someone injured the Shaoyin Heart Meridian in your hand and your heart back then, so you seem to have plenty of spiritual energy in your body. However, because of these two injuries, your spiritual energy cannot rush forward when it reaches this point, and you cannot go any further.
The sixth level of spiritual gathering." Qin Zhengfan let go of his hand and said in a deep voice.
"Dr. Qin is really amazing. He could tell the location of the master's injury just by looking at his pulse. At that time, the master was a rare talent in our Nanjiang Prefecture for a hundred years. He entered the fifth level of spiritual collection at the age of thirty. How could he have done it if he hadn't been plotted by someone?
Are you still only on the fifth level of spiritual gathering now?" Di Wen asked quickly.
"Who did it so viciously that he actually wanted the life of Senior Brother Zu?" Qin Zhengfan asked, with a cold light in his eyes.
"It's all over. Because of this matter, Awen chased him all the way to Xipang Kingdom, and finally killed the person who plotted against me." Zu Xiang replied.
"How shameful that the main messenger behind the scenes is still at large!" Di Wen said bitterly.
"Okay Awen!" Zu Xiang's face darkened and he shouted to Di Wen. Obviously he didn't want to mention this matter again.
Di Wen glanced at Zu Xiang. His lips moved and finally closed.
"Zhengfan, do you think my injury can be cured?" Seeing that Di Wen stopped talking, Zu Xiang turned to Qin Zhengfan and asked.
"The heart is the monarch of the five internal organs, like the master of a country. So once we practitioners can practice the Shaoyin Heart Meridian, let the spiritual power flow through the heart and nourish the heart, we will jump from the early stage of spiritual gathering to the middle stage of spiritual gathering.
There will be a big breakthrough in strength. After that, once the spiritual power is cultivated into the Jueyin Pericardium Meridian to further nourish the heart, will it be a leap into the later stage of spiritual gathering? The strength will be another big breakthrough."
"This shows how important the heart is. Fortunately, my senior brother has a solid foundation, practices wood-type skills, and has strong vitality. Only by doing so can he suppress the injury and stabilize his cultivation. Otherwise, another person's heart will be injured? Hand Shaoyin's heart meridian is damaged.
, Not to mention that the cultivation level cannot be stabilized? I am afraid that it will further regress, and even die in a few years." Qin Zhengfan said with a solemn expression.
"Zhengfan really has good eyesight. You can actually tell that my ancestors practice wood-based skills. But you still think too highly of your brother. If it weren't for the great cause of your brother's family, you can buy precious medicinal materials at all costs? "Ancestor again?
Are you in the medicine business? You also left some precious medicines and healing prescriptions. No matter how solid your foundation is, I’m afraid I won’t be able to suppress your injuries long ago.”
"Now as I get older, even with the help of medicine, my brother gradually feels that he is unable to do what he wants." Speaking of this, Zu Xiang's face showed a touch of sadness of a hero in his twilight years.
"Senior brother, this is a monarch who has injured his internal organs. Common medicinal materials can only suppress the injury. And now that it has been delayed for so many years, only elixirs and elixirs can hope to cure it and help senior brother to reach a higher level.
It's just that these days, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is becoming increasingly depleted..." Qin Zhengfan sighed.
Zu Xiang is a good person. Although there is a hint of utilitarianism in making friends with him, the brotherly feeling is still sincere. Qin Zhengfan has cultivated Zifu Yuanshen, and his intuition is particularly sharp. Zu Xiang is just a mortal, and he cannot escape these things.
Perception.
Therefore, Qin Zhengfan really wanted to help Zu Xiang this time.
But Zu Xiang's injuries were on a completely different level than Tu Hui's. Even if he was lucky enough to find another elixir that was as good as "Ghost Shou Wu", he still wouldn't be able to cure it.
Of course, if the level of the elixir exceeds that of "Ghost Shouwu", the difficulty for Qin Zhengfan to refine it into elixirs will also rise sharply, and he is not very sure.
"Elixir!" Zu Xiang and Di Wen both trembled slightly when they heard this, and looked at each other. Then Zu Xiang said resolutely: "Zhengfan, come with me to a place!"
Qin Zhengfan nodded, feeling surprised.
The three of them got on the shuttle bus again.
The shuttle bus drove along the tree-lined avenue of the club and headed towards the back mountain.
After a few minutes, although it was still in the club area, there were very few buildings in sight, only lush trees and flowers, and flat roads winding through it. In the quiet night, it really gave people the feeling of winding paths.
A few minutes later, the car came to an iron gate with a sign on it saying "Private property, no entry allowed".
Sentries were placed on the left and right sides of the iron gate, and inside each stood a guard with a stern look and slightly bulging temples.
Qin Zhengfan could clearly feel that when the guard noticed the car approaching from a distance, he released a fierce aura and looked towards them warily with the search light.
When it was clear that it was Zu Xiang and Di Wen, the guard breathed a sigh of relief and quickly opened the iron door.
After passing through the iron gate, you will find the real back mountain of Liuhe Mountain.
There are many trees inside, giving people the feeling of a primeval forest.
In this dense forest, Qin Zhengfan clearly felt that there were people lurking among them from time to time, peeking at them.
"I didn't expect that the security in the back mountain of Liuhe Mountain would be so tight. I don't know what Brother Ancestor has hidden in the back mountain. Is there really some magic medicine?" Qin Zhengfan was secretly shocked.
The car made twists and turns in the jungle, and we saw some houses and fields in a mountain col. If we saw them in broad daylight, it would feel like a paradise.
"This is the ancestral land of my ancestors. It is said that I fled here hundreds of years ago and then lived in seclusion."
"Our ancestral family is good at both Taoist magic and martial arts. It is difficult to cultivate a Taoist disciple. Not only does he need to be very sensitive to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but we also need to spend a lot of energy and precious medicinal materials to cultivate it. Even if
In this case, most of the efforts are still in vain.”
"So even though my ancestral family has a long history and rich wealth, there are only a few Taoist disciples who have been cultivated, but there are quite a few warriors. The guards you saw at the entrance and some lurkers you noticed on the way are actually all
He is a warrior cultivated by our ancestral family."
"As for the Xuanmen warlocks, except for two uncles who live here in seclusion, they are basically scattered in various places. I stepped into the fifth level of Cailing in my thirties, and I am expected to step into the realm of Xuanshi in my lifetime, so I was established as an ancestral family early on.
The next head of the family, unexpectedly, suffered a secret hand. Not to mention that he has no hope of reaching the level of a mysterious master in this life, and even the fifth level of spiritual gathering is about to be unsustainable."
"You may not think that my ancestral family is very prosperous now, but in fact there are many problems both internally and externally. As Awen and I get older, there are undercurrents. If I can no longer suppress the injury, Xiu
Chapter completed!