Master comes down the mountain, I don’t know martial arts, but I am an immortal

In the ward, Li Muchen sat in front of the bed.

Lin Chanming was standing next to him. As long as he made any unusual move, he could immediately stop him.

The Lin family, Dean Yao, and the two experts were all watching behind him.

Lin Shangyi was lying on the bed, his eyes closed, and he was in a coma.

Even though he was unconscious, his brows were furrowed, as if he was in great pain.

Li Muchen reached out and gently touched Lin Shangyi's pulse.

The pulse has been very weak.

A trace of spiritual power was injected into his veins, traveling up the meridians of his arms and throughout Lin Shangyi's body.

Li Muchen's expression changed slightly.

This is the nailhead arrow book!

No wonder the old man’s soul power is gradually weakening.

It's just that this nail-head arrow book requires the old man's horoscope. The caster sets down the altar, pierces the drafter, writes the person's name and horoscope on the straw man, then fixes his soul with a charm, chants the mantra every day, and shoots it with arrows. After seven days, the soul of the cursed person disappeared.

This is an ancient witchcraft. Why does it appear here?

Could it be that the ancient witch sect has reappeared?

Before Li Muchen went down the mountain, his master Yunyangzi told him to pay attention to the movements of witches and demons.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived in Hecheng, I would get clues about the ancient witch sect.

Seeing Li Muchen frowning in deep thought, Dean Yao sneered slightly: "How about it, little brother, did you see anything?"

"What he can tell is that he is just pretending." Mrs. Lin didn't believe that Li Muchen could cure diseases.

Only Lin Manqing was very nervous.

Of course she hoped that her grandfather would get better, but she also knew that this hope was really slim.

As for Li Muchen, she was very conflicted. She hoped that he could really cure diseases and really cure her grandfather. But if he really cured her, how should she face him?

What if it can't be cured, or he is really a liar?

No, no, it won't. Lin Manqing quickly shook her head and put this terrible thought aside.

Li Muchen didn't care what the people behind him thought.

Now, he needs to judge how to treat Lin Shangyi.

To wake up Lin Shangyi, it's very simple, as long as a burst of true energy is injected into the body.

But in order for him to completely recover, he must find the wizard and destroy the altar he set up.

Otherwise, no matter whether you rely on magic power or medicine, you can only extend the old man's life, and not for long.

"Does your hospital have needles for acupuncture?" Li Muchen asked.

Dean Yao said: "Of course."

Let the nurse get it.

Mrs. Lin asked in surprise: "Are you going to get an acupuncture?"

Li Muchen said: "That's right."

"No, you can't get acupuncture. Just take a look. My old man has such a precious body, how can I let you get acupuncture randomly?"

"Don't you want him to wake up?"

"I, of course I hope! But, can you give me an acupuncture?"

At this time, it was Lin Qiusheng who said, "Forget it, my father is already like this, let him pierce it. I want to see what tricks he can do."

Lin Qiusheng spoke, and Mrs. Lin no longer objected.

The nurse quickly brought over a large box of needles.

The needle is a stainless steel needle, which is much worse than the gold needle that Li Muchen often uses.

But he didn't care, even the fishing line could be used as a needle, not to mention the stainless steel needle.

Whatever you pick up can be turned into a sword, and you are a master of martial arts.

He can turn anything he picks into a needle, so he is a master of medicine.

Li Muchen was already above the Grandmaster, and was only one step away from entering the Innate realm.

This world of mortals is just a place for him to practice.

Once you are defeated, you will never touch the fireworks again.

In fact, Mr. Lin’s disease does not require acupuncture.

But if a burst of zhenqi wakes up the old man, others may not think he is powerful.

Maybe they would even say that it was a miracle from God that the old man just woke up.

Therefore, those who are good at fighting have no great achievements, and those who are good at medicine have no great reputation.

A true medical master can cure you before your illness occurs, so how do you know how powerful he is?

What people admire are the heroes they can see.

So Li Muchen wanted to perform acupuncture.

Use your miraculous acupuncture skills to conquer these arrogant and proud people.

I gently picked up a needle, my fingers suddenly exerted force, and the steel needle pierced the old man's eyebrow.

The person next to him exclaimed.

No one has ever seen an acupuncture like this.

How could anyone pierce the center of their eyebrows as soon as they come up and go so deep?

But before he had time to question, Li Muchen had already picked up the second needle, and this time, he plunged it into the divine court.

Then, he moved his left and right hands together, each held a needle, and at the same time, he used force to pierce the old man's left and right Xibai points.

Professor Sun from Qiantang was amazed by this move.

But before he finished sighing, Li Muchen's next move surprised everyone.

I saw him using five fingers to hold the Sigen needle at the same time, the same on his left and right hands, a total of eight needles.

"You're crazy!" Mrs. Lin shouted.

Even Lin Manqing thought Li Muchen was too crazy.

But Li Muchen remained unmoved. With a wave of his hands, eight stainless steel needles were inserted into eight acupuncture points on the old man's head and face.

People looked dumbfounded.

But Li Muchen didn't stop.

His hands flew up and down, faster and faster, until only the afterimage was left behind. No one could see clearly how many needles he had taken and how many acupuncture points he had inserted.

Looking at Mr. Lin again, his head, face, shoulders, arms, chest, and legs were all covered with needles.

Everyone watching held their breath, and the ward became extremely quiet, as if they could even hear the sound of needles piercing flesh.

After a while, Li Muchen finally stopped.

People breathed a sigh of relief, as if the drama had finally come to an end.

Li Muchen then sat down again, put his hand on Mr. Lin's wrist again, and quietly breathed in a ray of true energy.

Qi travels throughout the body along the meridians.

The needles stuck all over the body are not useless, they can better allow the true energy to work as it travels.

Suddenly, Mr. Lin's lips moved and he let out a puff of breath.

Then slowly opened his eyes.

"dad!"

"grandfather!"

"dad!"

……

People in the Lin family were surprised and happy, and called out one after another.

Li Muchen turned around and glared.

Everyone was as silent as cicadas.

At this time, no one doubted his medical skills.

No one dared to disrespect him.

Li Muchen stood up, waved his hand, and sucked up a large amount of needles from the old man's body.

He waved his hands several times in succession.

He easily took away all the needles on the old man's body, leaving none behind.

I saw that he was holding a large number of needles in each of his hands.

Li Muchen threw the needle into the needle box.

He patted the old man's chest twice.

The old man coughed twice, and his eyes glowed with light.

After looking at everyone, he took a long breath and said:

"The cicadas are chirping. I walked around the gate of hell and came back again."

Everyone was overjoyed.

Lin Manqing had tears in her eyes and wanted to cry, but she couldn't.

Professor Sun from Qiantang sighed: "A miracle! What a miracle!"

Director Zhong from Shenzhou was also filled with admiration. Their eyes looked at Li Muchen with a bit of fanaticism.

Dean Yao's face showed a bit of embarrassment.

What was even more embarrassing was Mrs. Lin.

At this moment, she wished she could find a hole in the ground and burrow down.

When the old man wakes up, he will know everything.

She didn't know how to face the old man's anger.