Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 2377 I would rather die! (2 more)
As the robe was torn apart, Ling Feng saw that the body of the Jiuyou patriarch had become extremely shriveled.

Although he was in the prime of life, the power of Qi and blood had drained so badly that he looked like a withered old man, and his whole body was like a skeleton.

You couldn't tell if you were wearing a robe just now, but looking directly at it now, it looks like a skeleton with a layer of skin on it.

"The situation is so serious!"

Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng calmed down the emotional fluctuations in his heart, and immediately drew out the first golden needle, and the first needle pierced the Fengmen acupoint of Patriarch Jiuyou.

Start from the air gate, then go down immediately, go to Pohu, Shentang, Hunmen, Sanjiao...

"Um……"

In an instant, the Jiuyou patriarch's forehead was covered with sweat, and the severe pain seemed to have pierced his soul directly from the tip of a needle, making him almost twitching uncontrollably.

This kind of pain is almost like being on the verge of going crazy, and your life is hanging by a thread.

Seeing his father in such pain, Jun Jiuyou clenched his fist tightly, wanting to stop, but did not dare to disturb easily, so he could only pray silently in his heart.

Similarly, beads of sweat rolled down Ling Feng's forehead. Since he got the lower part of "Taixuan Acupuncture and Moxibustion", it was the first time he encountered such a difficult situation.

First of all, the physique of the protoss is different from that of ordinary people, and the patriarch of Jiuyou went crazy when he was practicing, which hurt the original divine pattern.

This alone is already very tricky.

Coupled with the long delay, it was a miracle that the Jiuyou patriarch survived for seven or eight years.

"Regenerate needles!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath, first used the Taixuan golden needle to seal the sea of ​​Qi in the dantian of Patriarch Jiuyou, and then used the regenerated golden needle to arrange a regeneration needle array, trying to restore the vitality map of Patriarch Jiuyou.

However, no matter how hard Ling Feng tried, the speed of regeneration was far from keeping up with the speed of withering vitality.

Even if Ling Feng used needles for Patriarch Jiuyou day and night, it could only slow down his decline, but it was impossible to cure the situation.

It's just that Ling Feng's current Yuanli can last up to seventy-seven forty-nine days, and he died of exhaustion first. How can he heal the injury of Patriarch Jiuyou?

half an hour.

Ling Feng let out a breath of foul air slowly, and slightly opened his eyes.

"How about it!"

Jun Jiuyou strode forward and saw that his father's complexion had eased a lot, and the skin and flesh on his body seemed not so shriveled, so he was overjoyed, "Brother Ling, is father's injury healed?"

"Hey……"

Ling Feng sighed lightly, and shook his head slightly, "It's still a bit tricky. I can still use the regenerated gold needles to slightly stabilize the patriarch's vitality map, but it's difficult to completely cure it!"

"This……"

Jun Jiuyou clenched his fist, even Ling Feng, can't help it?
"Ha ha……"

Jun Wufeng, the patriarch of Jiuyou, took it easy, and comforted him with a smile: "Jiuyou, this result is also expected by my father. However, this little brother Ling's acupuncture skills are really powerful, although he can't completely Healed my injury, but I feel a lot better now."

"Father……"

Jun Jiuyou gritted his teeth, looking at his father's pale face, his heart was pierced like a knife.

However, among the entire Jiuyou God Clan, he was the only one who could bear this pain, and he didn't even dare to tell his dearest sister.

"Silly boy!"

Jun Wufeng patted Jun Jiuyou's shoulder, "You don't have to worry about your father's injury any more! These years, I have suffered a lot for you."

"Father, I..."

Jun Jiuyou still didn't want to believe it, she turned her head to stare at Ling Feng, gritted her teeth and asked, "Brother Ling, do you really have no other way? If it doesn't work, I'll ask the ghost doctor! Brother Ling, take me to Evilman Valley is looking for a ghost doctor, I believe he will be able to heal my father's injuries."

"This……"

Ling Feng was in trouble for a while, he really wanted to tell Jun Jiuyou, if he couldn't do anything about it, what's the use of finding a ghost doctor?

But he didn't dare to speak out, he couldn't bear to break Jun Jiuyou's last hope.

"Brother Jun, I think there is another way."

Ling Feng sighed softly, and said slowly: "The biggest problem for your father is that the original divine pattern has been injured. If his original divine pattern can be repaired, there is at least a [-]% certainty that your father's injury can be cured."

"Then how to repair the original divine pattern?"

Jun Jiuyou's eyelids twitched, "Could it be..."

He raised his eyes and stared at Ling Feng, "What do you mean, can you use someone else's original divine pattern to repair father's divine pattern?"

"Yes." Ling Feng nodded slightly, "There is indeed this opportunity, and the closer the quality of the divine pattern, the higher the chance of repairing it, so it must be the original divine pattern of the direct line of the Jiuyou God Clan."

"No, absolutely not!"

Before Ling Feng finished speaking, Jun Wufeng immediately frowned and said: "As the patriarch of the Jiuyou God Clan, how can I do something to plunder the origin of other people's gods for my own life and death! Well, this matter, that's all. Forget it! I would rather die than take away the divine patterns of my clansmen!"

Jun Wufeng had a serious face, and his words were sonorous.

Ling Feng couldn't help feeling a little admiration for this Jiuyou clan elder.

He is indeed a rare and good patriarch, even if it is between life and death, he will not sacrifice his clansman for the sake of saving his life.

"Father, don't rob others!"

Without even thinking about it, Jun Jiuyou immediately gritted his teeth and said, "You can use mine. I am willing to dedicate the original divine pattern to my father!"

"Don't think about it!"

Jun Wufeng pushed Jun Jiuyou away, "For a dying person like me, are you going to destroy your own future? You are my most proud son, and you will succeed me as the patriarch of the Jiuyou God Clan. If you dare to say more, don't blame me for not recognizing your son!"

"Father, I am willing! Everything about me was originally given by my father! Now, it is just returned to you."

"I don't want you to pay it back!"

"Father, why are you so stubborn!"

"Hmph, I am your father, I have the final say!"

Ling Feng looked at the pair of father and son, he could be regarded as a kind father and a filial son, and his heart was slightly touched.

It's a pity that I haven't met my parents since I was a child, and I haven't experienced the warmth of father and son even for half a day.

"Little friend Ling Feng, let's stop this matter here. Even if I die, I will not take away the original gods of my fellow clansmen. Since my injuries are hopeless, my time is numbered... "

Jun Wufeng paused, and sighed softly: "Taking advantage of today, my spirit is not bad, let's go, child, help me up, I want to go for a walk!"

"Father, you..."

Jun Jiuyou looked at his father. Ever since he became obsessed and was seriously injured, in order to conceal his injuries, he never left the quiet room. Even his younger sister, Jun Wanyi, could only talk to her father through the stone gate. .

Today, he actually wants to go out for a walk?

Could it be that he has really reached the last moment and can't delay any longer?
(End of this chapter)