The golden needle fell, but the unconscious Gongsun Yuan did not show any signs of pain. He even had a slight smile on his face, as if he was very pleased.
Only then did Liu Wuyan realize another problem. When Ling Chuxi was treating he daojia just now, not only did she not use all her strength, but she also deliberately tortured him.
Liu Wuyan's mouth twitched unconsciously when he recalled he daojia's agonizing scream and his eyes that bulged out like a dead fish.
He had also vaguely guessed what Ling Chuxi's so-called yang nourishing spiritual pill was. Didn't his own disciple just happen to have such a pill formula in his hands? he had heard that he and the other spiritual alchemy Masters had given their own alchemy experience to Ling Chuxi, and that pill formula must have been included in it.
Thinking back to Ling Chuxi's serious warning, Liu Wuyan couldn't help but smile bitterly. This was great. Even if the he family's young master didn't die, he would probably be stripped of his skin.
After thinking through all this, Liu Wuyan finally understood the other side of Ling Chuxi. Don't look at her harmless appearance, she was by no means a kind person. If you offend her, you might not even know how you died.
Just as Liu Wuyan was feeling emotional, Ling Chuxi had already stopped her acupuncture technique. The shining golden needles had completely separated the meridians near Gongsun Yuan's heart meridian and sealed it into an independent Meridian.
After feeding Gongsun Yuan the spirit marrow pill, Ling Chuxi waved her hand and the clear sound of jade beads falling on a plate could be heard. A faint white light was emitted from the yuan Qi and it flowed into his body through the golden needle.
"What a wonderful technique!" Liu Wuyan couldn't help but praise.
Ling Chuxi's technique divided her vital Qi into points and injected them into Gongsun Yuan's meridians at the same time. Not only could it seal his meridians, but it could also unleash the spiritual power of the Spirit marrow pill to its limit.
Of course, such a technique also consumed a huge amount of Yuan Qi. If the technique was not refined enough, no matter how strong one was, they would be quickly exhausted.
What Liu Wuyan did not know was that Ling Chuxi's consumption of Yuan Qi was actually much greater than he had imagined. This was because, besides sealing her meridians to activate the medicinal effects, she also needed to use the healing effects of her own Yuan Qi to assist the spirit marrow pill in reconstructing her meridians.
The spiritual energy of the spirit marrow pill quickly seeped into her meridians and began to reconstruct them. However, Ling Chuxi's expression changed slightly.
Using his divine perception, he saw that Gongsun Yuan's meridians had just finished reconstructing one, and before he could reconstruct another, they began to show signs of damage and disappearance. The speed at which the damage was disappearing was even faster than the speed at which they were being reconstructed.
Obviously, even the spirit marrow pill that she had carefully refined was not enough to reconstruct Gongsun Yuan's meridians. It was only a small section of his meridians that had been sealed, and it was already so difficult to completely reconstruct them. If she wanted to completely reconstruct them, how much spiritual power and medicinal power would be needed?
It was different from Ling Yichen's spirit marrow pill which delayed his injuries. This was a real reconstruction of meridians, and the demand for spiritual power and medicinal power was hundreds or even thousands of times greater.
Only then did Ling Chuxi realize that she had been too naive back then. She had thought that a single spirit marrow pill would be enough to help Ling Yichen reconstruct his meridians and sea of Qi. He was even more puzzled, wondering what kind of spiritual weapon had injured them to be so powerful.
Ling Chuxi did not have time to think about this problem. She waved her fingers and several streams of vital Qi flowed along the golden needle into Gongsun Yuan's meridians.
Since the spirit marrow pill's medicinal power was insufficient, she could only rely on her own Yuan Qi to make up for it.
He activated his vital Qi again and again. Amidst the buzzing of the Golden needles, Gongsun Yuan's pale face regained a hint of red. The vital Qi in his body began to flow again.
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