Urban Medical Martial Immortal Zun

Che Zhiao's hidden wounds on his body are rarely known among the blood elves here.

Only the patriarch Hong Xiangjun and others knew about this matter!

After all, ordinary people can't see where he was injured!

He just doesn't say anything.

No one really knew he had a hidden wound.

Of course. ,

The cultivation base on his body, as long as he is deliberate, only the late Nascent Soul monks of the same realm can see through it!

There is no such thing as showing that his realm has fallen.

But Lin Tian was able to see that he had hidden injuries at a glance!

This is a bit unusual!

"Doctor, look, hear and ask, I can see it naturally!"

Lin Tian smiled lightly and said, "Although I can't see what the specific injury is, I can still see some clues!"

"The little brother's medical attainments seem to be quite high!"

Che Zhiao nodded, and said, "It's just that this is an unresolved hidden injury, and the old man has overlooked it!"

"Hmph..."

Suddenly, there was a painful muffled sound coming from the back room.

Lin Tian was surprised, and his consciousness swept over subconsciously.

It was found that there was a skinny young girl lying on the head of the bed. Her eyes were closed, and her brows were full of pain.

The girl grunted in pain, but she didn't wake up.

Lin Tian also saw that the young man's body alternated between hot and cold, and the cycle continued, which was very strange!

But in the first time, his consciousness was withdrawn.

It's a little rude to investigate with the spiritual sense without the permission of Che Zhiao and others.

"This is the Willow Sword Grass bought in exchange for a magic weapon today, fry it for your sister and drink it, at least it will reduce the pain!"

Che Zhiao handed a straw basket beside him to Che Juezi and said.

Che Juezi looked gloomy, took the straw basket, walked into the backyard, and started to cook the medicine!

"Actually, you can show me the hidden wounds on your body, maybe I can help you?"

Lin Tian took another sip of tea and said casually.

Che Zhiao laughed and shook his head: "Haha... For thousands of years, the old man has searched for all kinds of methods, but they are all useless. If you have a way, I will be lucky!"

Lin Tian smiled and said, "Maybe you're really lucky? Why don't you let me see what's going on!"

Che Zhiao glanced at the backyard. Che Juezi was seriously decocting the medicine, but at the same time he listened to the conversation between Lin Tian and Che Zhiao.

"Haha... let's see then!"

Che Zhiao laughed and sat down in front of Lin Tian.

Lin Tian didn't use his spiritual sense, but took out a silver needle, and gently inserted it into a certain meridian point on Che Zhiao's arm.

The zhenqi in the palm slowly entered Che Zhiao's body along the silver needle.

"Tsk tsk... Your injury is really extraordinary!"

Lin Tian sighed: "There are not many other medical masters who can tell!"

Che Zhiao was surprised, raised his eyebrows and said: "How do you say? Can you see the old man's injury?"

"The bloodline foundation is permanently damaged!"

Lin Tian took back the silver needle and said with a smile: "Most of the medical masters you have seen say this, right?"

Che Zhiao frowned. He didn't know what Lin Tian wanted to express, so he could only nod his head and said, "Indeed, it's said that the old man's blood has been damaged! And that's the truth, my little friend's level of medical skills is indeed good! Besides, look at you , Do you know my Blood Spirit Clan bloodline?"

"I know, that's why I mentioned the bloodline foundation!"

Lin Tian nodded and said with a smile: "But your dark injury is not caused by damage to the foundation of the blood. This damage to the foundation is not a big deal, and it can be cured!"

What!

Che Zhiao stared at him, then suddenly stood up.

Che Juezi, who was decocting medicine in the backyard, also rushed back, grabbed Lin Tian's hand, and shouted loudly: "You said...you said you can cure my father's hidden wound? He has a damaged bloodline~! It's permanent damage, it's incurable! Are you sure you're not joking?"

Looking at the extremely excited Che Juezi, Lin Tian was stunned, and then smiled wryly: "Don't get excited, let go of my hand first!"

"Xiao Jue, don't be rude!"

Che Zhiao took a deep breath and said.

Che Juezi let go of Lin Tian's hand and said with a wry smile: "Brother Lin Tian, ​​I'm sorry, I'm a little excited! But what you said can really heal my father's dark wound?"

"Xiao Jue, the foundation of the bloodline is permanently damaged, and it cannot be cured!"

Che Zhiao shook his head.

yes!

That is the foundation of the bloodline, a natural bloodline, and if it is damaged, it cannot be repaired!

Che Juezi had a bitter look on his face.

Lin Tian curled his lips and said, "It's just the foundation of the blood, I can cure it! This is just a relatively special minor injury, don't be so excited! Don't grab me..."

In the end, Lin Tian looked at Che Juezi with some chills, this guy is not a girl, how decent is he to use his hands and feet!

"this……"

Che Zhiao was stunned at this moment, swallowing hard, and then said to Lin Tian seriously: "Little brother, are you sure?"

Lin Tian nodded firmly: "How can you joke about such things? Of course!"

"Ah... that's great! Great! Father, your cultivation has recovered!"

Che Juezi was so excited, his eyes were red, and the tears couldn't stop falling down.

But Che Zhiao's body was trembling, and he said to Lin Tian after a while, "What do I need to do now?"

"You don't need to do anything! Just sit!"

Lin Tian shook his head and said.

Afterwards, he took out the silver needle and began to heal Che Zhiao's damaged blood vessels.

In a previous life.

He has been in contact with the Blood Spirit Race, and he has a little understanding of the blood of the Blood Spirit Race, and the acupuncture in his hand is more than enough to heal the foundation of this blood, because another set of acupuncture in his hand - the Destiny Needle, It happened to be aimed at the disease of the blood vessels!

Lin Tian seldom uses the destiny needle, and he doesn't like to use it either.

Because every time he uses it, he will consume a certain amount of energy.

But for now, it's not the point anymore. After practicing the Nine Transformations and Three Lives Jue, that so-called vitality is nothing at all!

The most important thing is that the Destiny Needle needs to be used on monks whose cultivation base is at least above the stage of transforming gods!

So this needle method is often reduced to tasteless!

If it is a cultivator who is below the stage of transforming gods, this acupuncture method will not only fail to save him, but will even kill him!

Although Che Zhiao's cultivation level in front of him is not in the stage of transforming gods, but he was above the stage of transforming gods before, using the acupuncture method last time, there is no problem at all!

Of course, this may still be dangerous!

Lin Tian said at this time: "Give your bloodline root treatment, there will be some unexpected dangers, but it is just a trivial matter! I will reshape your bloodline basis first! You blood spirit clan, the power of bloodlines is endless, wait for me. The foundation of your bloodline is completely shattered, and you need to endure the severe pain and mobilize the power of your bloodline to cooperate with me..."

"Little friend, just come! Anyway, the foundation of this bloodline has been abolished, and a dead horse is a living horse doctor!"

Che Zhiao also held a sliver of hope, and gave it all up.

Even if it can't be cured, there is nothing to lose!