Bai Yufei took a step forward, with a mighty aura on his body, staring at Chen Qingyang with his eyes and said, "Boy, don't get in the way here, otherwise you won't want to know what the consequences will be."

Bai Yufei's tone was full of threat, and even a faint murderous intent flashed through his eyes.

He is determined to win this half of the spiritual root and does not allow any mistakes.

Chen Qingyang completely ignored Bai Yufei's threat, looked at the old man and said with a smile: "That may not be the case. As long as you have a breath, I can cure you."

Chen Qingyang, who mastered the fourth needle of the Taiyi Divine Agent, was qualified to say such arrogant words.

Looking at Chen Qingyang's confident eyes, the old man was slightly stunned, and then sighed and said, "The miraculous doctor Mu Jiuqi once took my pulse for me, and even he had no choice. Do you think your medical skills are better than him?"

Chen Qingyang shook his head and said, "Doctor Mu's medical skills are indeed great. I naturally feel ashamed of myself. However, the medical skills of the family teacher are unparalleled in the world. He will definitely have a way to cure you."

Chen Qingyang thought about it and thought that he should not be too popular in public view. After all, wood is beautiful and Lin Feng will definitely destroy it. If anyone is interested, he knows that he masters such as the Taiyi Divine Needle, it may be detrimental to him.

"After talking for a long time, it turns out that you are not the one who understands medical skills. I thought you were so capable." Bai Yufei continued to mock him.

"Dare you ask about the name of the master?" the old man asked curiously.

The miraculous doctor Mu Jiuqi is a miraculous doctor who is famous all over the world. There are absolutely no more than three people who are comparable to him. As for the medical skills that surpass him, I am afraid that the only old monster in Tianchishan who lived in more than 200 years old is said to be.

The old man had also traveled to Tianchi Mountain, but unfortunately he had never met that old monster.

"The name of the master is not convenient to disclose. Please forgive me for your forgiveness, but I can use my life to ensure that his medical skills can definitely cure your internal injuries." Chen Qingyang said confidently.

The old man's face was also in a dilemma. He had reached a state of exhaustion. If it was not as good as an accident, he would probably die in half a month.

On the one hand, there is the longevity pill in Bai Yufei's hand, which can extend his life span of ten years, and on the other hand, it can completely cure his internal injuries. However, Chen Qingyang is too young and does not have much convincing power.

"Boy, are you here to find fault, right?" Bai Yufei said with a vicious look at Chen Qingyang.

Seeing this, Mu Jun said sarcastically: "What else do you do except threaten this little brother?"

"Shut up, there is no place for you to speak here." Bai Yufei said coldly.

"You have the kind of way to go out and fight one-on-one, make a life-and-death agreement, and never end up dead. Do you dare?" Mu Jun said provocatively.

Even if a stranger can get the spiritual roots he cannot get, he will never want Bai Yufei to get them.

"Young Master has no time to play with you now." Bai Yufei snorted coldly, then glared at Chen Qingyang again.

"Ahem!"

At this moment, the old man's cough broke out again, and it seemed to be even more powerful than before. All he coughed out was dark black blood, which was extremely scary.

Chen Qingyang knew that if he didn't show his skills, he might not have gotten this half of the spiritual root today.

"Senior, I have learned some superficial medicine from my family teacher. Why don't I give you an injection to slow down your condition?" Chen Qingyang asked.

The old man's internal injuries were extremely serious. Chen Qingyang was unable to remove his internal injuries for a while, and he did not want to heal the old man in full view of everyone.

However, Chen Qingyang can still suppress his internal injuries for the time being.

The old man was so coughing that he couldn't speak, and ignored Chen Qingyang's inquiry.

"Brother, help your grandpa over there first." Chen Qingyang said to the young man named Fusu.

Fusu did not hesitate and was grateful to help the old man sit down on a stone stairs.

Amid everyone's curious eyes, Chen Qingyang pulled out three silver needles from the needle box in his arms.

"Senior, I want to start taking the needle. Relax my whole body and don't resist." Chen Qingyang reminded.

The old man looked up at Chen Qingyang slightly, nodding, but he had no intention of objection.

Chen Qingyang pinched the silver needle with his fingers, and the silver needle suddenly made a slight shaking sound.

Before everyone could see clearly, Chen Qingyang released three airflows with his fingers, controlling the three silver needles to penetrate into three different acupoints on the old man's body.

One pierces into the Tiantu point below the throat, and two pierces into the heart, protecting the old man's heart meridians.

"Wow!"

The next moment, the old man opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of black blood.

Everyone's faces changed slightly, and they all thought that Chen Qingyang's random injections caused the old man's condition to become worse.

"If you know a little bit of superficial medicine, come out to show off your ugly face. If the senior dies here, you will be the murderer." Bai Yufei sneered from the side.

Chen Qingyang was unmoved, and the air flow in his fingers penetrated into the old man's body along the silver needle, and began to regulate his breathing chaotic breath.

The airflow poured into the old man's body, and Chen Qingyang subconsciously frowned.

The old man's injuries seemed to be even more serious than he thought. His internal organs and eight extraordinary meridians were almost seriously damaged, and he seemed to have been infected with a terrible poison, constantly eroding his body.

No wonder even the miracle doctor Mu Jiuqi could not heal his injuries. If the old man had not been strong and forced to suppress his injuries, he would have died for a long time.

However, now his strength can no longer suppress the deterioration of his injuries and the severe poison. I am afraid that even if he takes the longevity pill, he will not be able to live long.

Guided by Chen Qingyang's continuous airflow, the old man's breath finally calmed down a little, and a look of incredible shock appeared on his face.

Chen Qingyang's three injections not only controlled his cough, but also forced out the blood that he had accumulated in his chest, making him feel unprecedentedly relaxed.

It is not an exaggeration to Chen Qingyang call him a little miracle doctor just by relying on this trick.

Seeing that the old man's condition had stabilized, Chen Qingyang immediately stopped delivering airflow and then took back the silver needle.

"Senior, how do you feel?" Chen Qingyang asked with a smile.

The old man looked at Chen Qingyang silently, then nodded, and said, "Thank you little brother."

When everyone present was shocked when they heard this.

They just saw that Chen Qingyang was spitting blood because of the random needles, but they didn't expect that he would thank Chen Qingyang in the end.

"Old senior, this kid may only know this little bit of superficial medicine. His so-called family master may have been made up by him randomly. My longevity prolonging pill is a rare magic pill. It is guaranteed to extend your life for ten years, and there is absolutely no adulteration." Bai Yufei said anxiously.
Chapter completed!