Today is the world of blood contract beast cultivators. The strength of beast pets determines the ceiling of a cultivator. Appraiser Yang Ming will seek revenge from evil path appraisers. Without a beast pet that can be obtained, it is impossible to even think about it.
This matter became a deadlock restricting him.
Even if Yang Ming himself is a four-ring appraiser, there is nothing he can do in this situation. After all, the members of the Evil Dao Apprentice Association did too well. They used secret methods to forcibly separate their pets, just like tearing off their own body. A large piece of flesh and blood, the damage to the body's cultivation is simply irreparable.
Yang Ming himself has nothing to do.
But relatively speaking, this matter can be figured out slowly. The most urgent thing is the injury of the main body. Now Yang Ming even has problems with his own walking activities. If this matter is not resolved, talking about other things is just a waste of time.
Now Yang Ming has expressed his attitude that no matter what kind of hardship he can suffer, and no matter what the result is, he will accept it. In this way, Lin Jin will not say more.
It's just a rescue.
Of course, even for Lin Jin, Yang Ming's injury is too serious, and it cannot be cured in a short period of time. It may take several hours, or even a whole day.
"Yang Ming will listen to Lin Jianshi's arrangement." Naturally, Yang Ming didn't have any objections, let alone a whole day, even a few months.
As long as it can make his body return to normal.
Lin Jin started now. With his current cultivation level, he didn't need to make any preparations. He just threw out the needles, and a few silver needles pierced Yang Ming's body in an instant.
"This is the inner needling method." Shuxiaolou next to him looked curiously, and Chang'er, both of them followed Lin Jin to learn pulse-seeking acupuncture. Sure, it might not even be as good as Chang'er in terms of pulse-seeking needle art, but in terms of potential, Chang'er is not as good as Shuxiaolou.
After all, Shuxiaolou is a five-ring, even six-ring appraiser. She has survived for more than five hundred years, and has rich experience and accumulation. Therefore, it is only a matter of time before she catches up with Shang'er.
It may even surpass Lin Jin in the future.
But right now, she was watching Lin Jin perform inner acupuncture with relish.
Shang'er also observes carefully, but there are not many such opportunities.
At this time, Lin Jin closed his eyes and used his magic power to use the needle. Lin Jin had already figured out the injuries in Yang Ming's body, and he immediately thought of a whole set of treatment methods.
First use the pulse-seeking needle technique to mend, and then use the power of the ghost-blood beast to repair the incompleteness in the opponent's body.
It's like a piece of clothing, if it's just torn, you can just sew it up, but if it's missing a piece, you need to find another piece of cloth to fill it in. This is a patch.
The blood of the ghost-blood beast is just a patch. Fortunately, Lin Jin's fifth-order ghost-blood beast is very powerful and can grow blood on its own. Even if it is divided out, there is no problem.
First, he sewed up several important meridians in Yang Ming's body. This process lasted for two hours. During this time, Yang Ming endured the severe pain in his body and sweated profusely, but he didn't make a sound.
This is stronger than most people.
After mending these important meridians, the damaged internal organs need to be repaired. In some places, it needs to be repaired again, which is even more torture.
At this moment, Lin Jin raised his hand and typed out a formula, Yang Ming's throat was itchy, and he vomited while bowing his head.
All that spit out was black blood.
"Just spit it out." Lin Jin knew that this was normal.
At this moment, Lin Jin also wiped the sweat from his forehead. He also consumed a lot of mana just now when moving the needles. Although it seemed that he didn't move much, in fact, every silver needle required his delicate manipulation. A slight mistake may cause irreparable consequences.
On the other side, Lin Jin took out the alchemy furnace and let the Shang'er Yuwu float in the air, and then put in some medicinal materials, took the spiritual water nourished in the pregnant water treasure armor, and tempered it with his own dragon fire.
This is not alchemy, it is just a temporary brewing of some required soups, but the person who can use this method to refine medicine, I am afraid that there is no second person in the world.
Even Shu Xiaolou was amazed when he saw it, secretly thinking that he had to find a way to learn from Lin Jin about this technique.
But right now, she kept silent, knowing that Lin Jin could not be disturbed at the critical moment, so she just stared at it seriously, learning the techniques and principles.
The fierceness of the dragon and fire is unimaginable, so it took only a moment to successfully brew the medicinal juice that Lin Jin needed, and then Lin Jin pulled it with a finger, and controlled the medicinal juice to fly out with the power of the pregnant water armor, and poured part of it into Yang Ming's mouth , a part of it was blessed on the silver needle and penetrated from Yang Ming's skin.
In this way, the medicinal power can be maximized.
Time goes on.
Several hours have passed since the beginning of Yang Ming's diagnosis and treatment, and the sky is already dark.
During this period, some people came to visit Lin Jin, but they were blocked by several disciples of Lin Jin. They heard that Jianshi Lin was treating Yang Mingjian inside, and the visitors were all shocked.
Who doesn't know Yang Ming's injury, he is basically a useless person, and it is impossible to be cured according to the normal situation.
So as soon as the news spread, many people came immediately.
Many appraisers of the third ring came, some of them were disciples of Yang Ming, and later several of the appraisers of the fourth ring came, and even Mr. Zhong Zifeng also came.
Yang Ming's coming to the Peach Blossom Residence was Zhong Zifeng's trick. He thought that the one who was treating Yang Ming at the moment was Senior Shu, but after careful questioning, he realized that was not the case at all.
"Is it Master Lin Jin?" Zhong Zifeng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized that he had figured out a lot of things that he hadn't figured out before.
He couldn't figure out before why Senior Shu cared so much about Jianshi Lin, and even became inseparable, and became close friends. Now he understands that it is because Jianshi Lin himself has profound skills, which attracts Senior Shu.
If it were me, the methods and knowledge were weaker than the seniors, so naturally the seniors would not be interested in me. In this way, Jianshi Lin must have his specialties, no wonder he can attract the seniors.
"The curator's master student is actually so good, so how clever are the curator's methods?" Zhong Zifeng was waiting outside Taohuaju at this time, muttering to himself.
He has heard a lot about the name of the curator recently, especially after the predecessors inquired about it, Zhong Zifeng collected it intentionally or unintentionally.
Originally, his evaluation of the curator was similar to that of the seniors, but looking at it now, it may be that the previous evaluation was still low. The curator's disciples are so powerful, it is hard to imagine that if the curator himself, the supernatural power must be unimaginable.
"It would be great if there is a chance to meet such an expert." Zhong Zifeng thought to himself.
Compared to this, he is more concerned about the situation in the peach blossom house at the moment.
It has been four or five hours since Jianshi Yang Ming entered. From the current point of view, Jianshi Lin Jin came to diagnose and treat Yang Ming, and the effect is unknown.
Zhong Zifeng naturally hoped that Yang Ming would recover. After all, he is a teacher of the academy and an official Sihuan appraiser. It would be a pity if he just collapsed and became a useless person.