My wife is the sect leader

Now the attention of the world is not on the Demon Sect. Now that the news of the ghost swordsman joining the Demon Sect is exposed, it will cause even bigger disturbances.

The tree is big and the wind shakes the tree, and people are famous and mournful.

The two are naturally very clear about this truth.

Zhao Qingmei rubbed her chin, thought for a moment and said, "There is no one who is currently the head of the Demon Sect's sect."

Zhao Qingmei's voice was not loud, but the experts present could naturally hear it, and they all turned pale with shock.

There are three sects of Heaven, Earth and Man of the Demon Cult, which are the pillars of the Demon Cult.

Li Fuzhou, the leader of the Renzong, and Duanmu Xinghua, the leader of the Tianzong, are both outstanding people.

The previous master of the Dizong, Jiang Renyi, was also a half-step master in his 30s, and his future arrival as a master is also a certainty. Now the leader wants this soft-fed person to become the master of the Demon Cult's Dizong, how can they accept it?

Duanmu Xinghua quickly winked at Lin Tianhai.

"Cough cough."

Lin Tianhai coughed dryly, "Master! The masters of the Russell clan have come and said they want to meet you in person. They are in the reception hall now."

Zhao Qingmei frowned slightly, turned to An Jing and said, "I'll go and have a look."

An Jing nodded: "Go."

Afterwards, Zhao Qingmei and Lin Tianhai walked towards the reception hall.

And An Jing stayed in Fengyun Hall with a group of Demon Cult masters.

The atmosphere in the hall is a bit complicated and subtle.

Sandalwood embroidered shoes slowly moved towards An Jing who was standing at the door.

Yu Qiurong frowned, and said, "Tan Yun, what are you doing?"

Tan Yun looked outside the hall, "Let me see if the sun is bright outside."

Duanmu Xinghua performed a quack ceremony, and then asked: "I don't know your surname, where did you come from?"

An Jing arched his hands and said: "This old man is too polite. I'm going to An Jing, from Jiangnan Road, Yuzhou City."

Shuiyue whispered beside him: "Sect Master Duanmu, he is the doctor of Yuzhou City."

doctor! ?

Shuiyue's words reached the ears of the Demon Cult masters present, and everyone present frowned even deeper.

"Um!?"

Duanmu Xinghua looked at Tan Yun and Shuiyue with doubts in his eyes.

Didn't it say that the doctor died at the hands of the old leader?

Tan Yun stepped forward and said in a low voice: "The leader has some tricks, so my uncle is fine."

Only then did Duanmu Xinghua nod his head, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It turns out that your Excellency is a doctor, disrespectful and disrespectful."

An Jing said lightly: "You're welcome."

An Jing can tell at a glance whether a person is genuinely polite or not.

Duanmu Xinghua thought for a moment, then said: "Doctor An may not know something, our Demon Cult doesn't support idlers, since your job is to be a doctor, why don't you just help the Poison King and do some miscellaneous work."

Although Duanmu Xinghua's words seemed to have thorns, one was to dispel An Jing's idea of ​​becoming the lord of the Dizong, and the other was to let the poison king protect An Jing and prevent people with ulterior motives from using him to blackmail the Demon Sect.

After all, the Poison King is also a first-rank expert, so protecting a doctor shouldn't be a problem.

The surrounding people also nodded again and again.

Wouldn't it be ridiculous if this doctor was made the head of the Demon Sect's sect?

Poison King Liu Simiao understood the meaning of Duanmu Xinghua's words as soon as he heard it, but he is a character like a wild crane, how could he take over this big trouble, and said calmly: "I just need to be very proficient in medical skills man of."

A group of people pushed and blocked, obviously not wanting to take this trouble.

Seeing this, Tan Yun couldn't help but feel sorry for An Jing and said: "Young master's medical skills are very high, he is very powerful."

Liu Simiao took a look at An Jing, "Very tall?"

An Jing smiled faintly, "I know a little bit."

"Very few people speak like this in front of this old man, Your Excellency is still No.1."

Liu Simiao gave a thumbs up and said with a sneer, "If you want to help me, that's fine."

"please say."

When An Jing heard Liu Simiao's words, he knew that there must be something behind the poison king.

But today when he and Zhao Qingmei came to Fengyun Hall, they knew that it must not be so simple.

If you want to take root in the Demon Cult, you need to show your hand, otherwise how can you deter the demons?

According to his temperament, he is usually unknown and makes a fortune in silence, but some people are so conspicuous standing in the crowd, people can recognize him at a glance, he is the protagonist.

This is An Jing's distress.

Liu Simiao chuckled lightly, and said: "Shouzuo Yu was poisoned by a gangster a few days ago, and the old man planned to resolve it today. Since you know a thing or two about medicine, please give it a try."

Hearing this, the Demon Cult masters present immediately understood the meaning of Liu Simiao's words. It was obvious that they could make things difficult for the doctor.

What kind of poison is that on Yu Qiurong's body?

That is the beauty drunk that the poison king refined by himself, and even he himself couldn't dissolve it, so how is it possible for this doctor to undo the poison now?

An Jing glanced at Yu Qiurong, but said nothing.

Liu Simiao smiled and said: "This poison is not considered profound, but it is a difficult problem for ordinary barefoot doctors. If you can't solve it, it is normal."

Shameless!

Tan Yun cursed secretly, he couldn't detoxify himself, but now he let An Jing detoxify, and pretended that the poison was rare and normal, it was really shameless.

Thinking of this, Tan Yun was about to step forward to speak, but at this moment Duanmu Xinghua stopped him.

"Sect Master Duanmu."

Duanmu Xinghua ignored Tan Yun, but looked at An Jing.

It just so happened that the drunken beauty suppressed his arrogance and made him retreat in the face of difficulties, lest he really take over the position of the suzerain of this land sect.

An Jing smiled and said, "Then I'll cure the poison."

Liu Simiao grinned when An Jing agreed, "Okay."

Tan Yun was a little anxious by the side, like an ant on a hot pot. My uncle is usually very smart, but why did he fall into their trap so easily today?

An Jing walked in front of Yu Qiurong, and said, "Miss Yu, please sit down, and I'll take your pulse first."

Yu Qiurong frowned, "You can't get rid of this poison, so forget it."

An Jing smiled and said, "I haven't solved it yet, how do you know I can't solve it?"

Duanmu Xinghua said beside him: "Qiu Rong, since this doctor wants to try it, you can let him take his pulse."

Liu Simiao showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, and said with a bit of complacency in her tone, "Yes, let him have a try, maybe he can cure this small poison with just stretching out his hand."

His beauty is drunk, but it is a strange poison he carefully refined.

Hearing what the demon masters around here said, Yu Qiurong sat down and stretched out her hand.

An Jing rested his fingers on the pulse Cunguan and Chiguan, feeling the rhythm of the Qi in his body.

The ruler is yin, and the float is yang.

According to the fluctuation of the ruler, detect the yin and yang changes in Yu Qiurong's body.

At this moment, the fluctuation of her feet is really weird, obviously she has been poisoned.

Looking at An Jing who was very serious, the Demon Cult masters present shook their heads.

Yi Daoyun said in a low voice: "How could the strange poison refined by the Poison King be cured by an unknown doctor?"

Duanmu Xinghua smiled and said: "Since he wants to try, let him try."

No one would believe that An Jing could undo the poison.

After a while, An Jing said, "Miss Yu, you must have been poisoned for a while, and the amount of poison is not much."

Yu Qiurong nodded and said, "You're right."

Jiang Renyi was afraid that she would die, so he didn't feed her a lot of confidante drunk, but mixed some with her food every day, but even so, if Zhao Qingmei hadn't suppressed confidante drunk with true pressure, maybe at this moment She had already turned into a lonely ghost.

An Jing narrowed his eyes, judging from the pulse signal just now, the poison is much stronger than the corpse aura in Baima Town back then, the toxin is hidden in the fatal acupoints of the human body, a little carelessness will kill Yu Qiurong, and he It would be difficult to absorb it simply with one's true energy.

"The Poison King really has some tricks."

His brain was spinning rapidly, secretly thinking about this detoxification method.

Liu Simiao chuckled lightly, "Little brother, can't you solve it? It doesn't matter if you can't solve it, but don't waste everyone's time."

Duanmu Xinghua said: "If you can't solve it, forget it, don't embarrass yourself."

The expression in Yu Qiurong's eyes did not change at all, because she never had hope for the doctor in front of her from the beginning to the end.

"Don't worry, everyone."

An Jing smiled and said, "I'll detoxify Miss Yu now."

With that said, An Jing stood up and took out several silver needles from his cuffs.

Liu Simiao laughed loudly: "Don't be brave."

An Jing said: "Senior, let's just watch."

Under the eyes of everyone, An Jing walked up behind Yu Qiurong, gently pressed her back with his palm, and after about three breaths, the silver needle in his hand pierced Yu Qiurong's Baihui acupoint.

There are about 52 single acupoints, 720 double acupoints, and 72 extra-meridian acupoints on the human body, totaling 36 acupoints.There are [-] key points, of which [-] points are generally not fatal when clicked, and the remaining [-] points are fatal points, commonly known as death points.

Most of the masters in the rivers and lakes practice the mental method and only know the acupuncture points of the mental method, and there are some dead points. Few of them can remember all 720 acupuncture points in the human body.

"What are you doing!?"

Seeing the silver needle piercing in, all the masters present were stunned.

One must know that Baihui acupoint is one of the fatal acupoints of the human body. Wouldn't this injection mean Yu Qiurong's life?

But what happened next surprised everyone present.

Yu Qiurong frowned, but nothing unusual appeared.

Liu Simiao frowned and said in a low voice, "He sealed all the acupoints of Yu Qiurong's body with internal force, and the dead acupoints were also sealed, so nothing will happen."

"It seems that he has some skills."

As soon as the so-called expert makes a move, he will know if there is any.

It is extremely difficult to memorize 720 acupuncture points, and it is even more difficult to find these 720 acupuncture points in such a short time.

This requires how familiar with the acupuncture points of the human body! ?

Block all acupuncture points in just a few breaths?

Duanmu Xinghua was also amazed, "It's amazing, I can think of such a method, but"

Immediately afterwards, An Jing continued to shoot the silver needles, and the silver needles were pierced in Shenting point, Taiyang point, Ermen point, Renzhong point, Qingming point... all 36 dead points.

The speed with which he gets the needle is very fast, and there is no muddy water in the slightest.

Tan Yun said triumphantly, "Young master is a veteran of acupuncture."

An Jing shielded his ears from the outside world, otherwise he would have lost his defense immediately when he heard Tan Yun's words.

After a while, dense sweat appeared on his forehead.

All the fatal points were pierced by the silver needles, An Jing took a deep breath, and the true energy began to slowly enter Yu Qiurong's body along the silver needles, attracting the drunk woman hidden in the fatal points.

The subtle zhenqi poured in, even Duanmu Xinghua didn't notice the transparent zhenqi.

At this moment, Yu Qiurong's mind was in chaos, and all five senses disappeared, as if she was in nothingness.

An Jing's true energy surged, and the beauty drunken rooted in his body was completely absorbed, and this direction was in his own body.

The instant the violent toxin poured in, An Jing's face turned pale.

Seeing this, Liu Simiao couldn't help but said: "Boy, you can't cure this poison, don't take your own life."

Just before the red smoke entered the dantian, An Jing focused on two things, and the "Nameless Heart Sutra" in his body started to work, absorbing all the red smoke pouring into his body, and then turned it into a powder.