Infinite Myth Counterattack

Chapter 579
The injury on Gao Jiangting's hand, if it is treated with external force such as medical skills, it will definitely not be restored to its original state.

If you want to restore the shape of icy muscles and bones, you will lose the natural softness, softness and boneless sensitivity, but if you want to maintain the original sensitivity, the palm flesh will not grow completely.

In other words, Gao Jiangting's hands hidden in her sleeves and finger cots were actually festered, and she was enduring endless pain every day.

However, she not only endured it, but also maintained absolute stability. When she plucked the strings, she never trembled.

For this, Luo Changfeng admired it very much, at least he was not sure that he could endure such pain for many years.

When she rolled up her sleeves and took off her fingertips, Ye Zhiqing, Xiao Baiyan, and Ah Qing all turned their heads involuntarily, looking at her hands that looked like they belonged to rotting corpses, unable to bear to look at them.

Luo Changfeng didn't say anything, he just stretched out his hand to signal Gao Jiangting to sit down, and then he raised his hand to point at the back of Gao Jiangting's head. Although her injury can't be completely cured by medical skills, it can't be cured by brain opening techniques. A piece of cake.

The moment the brain-opening technique was activated, Gao Jiangting felt a strong itch from her hands, and her brows furrowed tightly.

When cells divide and grow, people will feel itchy, which is why when the wound recovers, it is always itchy, and I can't help but want to scratch it.

And when Luo Changfeng opened his brain, the cell division and growth rate was many times faster than the natural recovery, and the itching was naturally doubled.

Gao Jiangting has long been used to the excruciating pain, and she can still bear it, but this kind of itch to scratch her heart and liver made her hands tremble violently, and she couldn't help but want to scratch.

"Don't move, don't scratch, bear with it, you have endured the pain for so many years, can't you bear the itch?"

Gao Jiangting was shocked when she heard the words, she bit her lower lip tightly with her white teeth, her hands that were about to overlap separated like an electric shock, her muscles tensed all over her body, and her ten fingers trembled unconsciously.

But she saw that the rotten flesh on her hands was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, being replaced by new flesh. Although most of the area was still red flesh, a small area had returned to its former whiteness and crystal clearness.

And the meridians that have been cut off for the most part, have to rely on the "Tianyin Technique" of the best friend Changge Sect Master Yang Yifei to forcibly penetrate them every few days to maintain their functional meridians, and they are also rapidly continuing to restore their original state.

Seeing the real effect, Gao Jiangting's will became stronger, and she stubbornly resisted the continuous itching.

As time passed by, Gao Jiangting was sweating profusely, the neon clothes on her body were close to her skin, but the itching on her hands was gradually lessening, and the area of ​​ulceration was getting smaller and smaller. Bone's hand was almost fully recovered, and she finally relaxed.

Half an hour passed, and finally, the last trace of itching disappeared. Luo Changfeng put down his palm, stopped outputting mental power, let out a long breath, and said with a smile: "Okay, Miss Gao, let's try to see if it has recovered."

When Gao Jiangting heard this, she raised her hands in front of her, and her slender fingers began to move rapidly, constantly making various changes. Luo Changfeng never imagined that a pair of hands could be so flexible.

He always thought that the word soft and boneless was just an adjective, but after seeing Gao Jiangting's hands, he realized that there really are such soft and boneless hands in this world. Ah Qing's hands are also very soft, but It is absolutely impossible to do this.

Gao Jiangting's face gradually became ecstatic, and she couldn't help muttering to herself: "Okay, it's really good, it's really good..."

Ye Zhiqing and Xiao Baiyan wept with joy, one left and one right stepped forward to hug Gao Jiangting, and stretched out their hands to caress her hands that had recovered into icy muscles and bones.

Looking at this scene, Ah Qing was also very happy for Gao Jiangting, and gently took Luo Changfeng's hand, and the couple looked at each other and smiled.

After a while, Gao Jiangting suddenly got up, bowed deeply to Luo Changfeng, and then quickly ran towards her room, and soon saw her running out holding a musical instrument that was similar in shape to a harp. It is the harp that Gao Jiangting became famous for.

"The real person is very kind, Jiang Ting has nothing to repay, so she plays the piano for the real person, and expresses her heart."

Luo Changfeng said happily: "I heard that Miss Gao's konghou skills are the best in the world. It can be said that the lingering sound lasts for three days. Today I am lucky to see Miss Gao's 'Boneless Shocking String'. This trip is worth it."

Gao Jiangting showed a beautiful smile, raised her hands and pulled the hair that was stuck to her cheeks due to sweat behind her ears, sat on the round stool, and leaned the bent wood of the harp on her shoulders.

Luo Changfeng took Ah Qing and sat down on the same spot with Ye Zhiqing and Xiao Baiyan. Gao Jiangting touched the strings with both hands, and the indescribably sweet sound flowed out.

The four of them gently closed their eyes and listened to the zither sound that seemed to come from the nine heavens. The corners of Luo Changfeng's mouth curled up slightly. There is no longer that fierce killing spirit.

The number of strings in the konghou has always been the highest in string music, and it is extremely difficult to play. The 55 strings are almost the limit for experts, but Gao Jiangting, with a pair of soft and boneless hands, can sing the 76 strings with ease.

Luo Changfeng is not good at rhythm, he listens more to guqin. He listened to Su Yuluan and Zhao Gongshang playing the qin on Mount Song, and he found it extremely pleasant, but that was all, but Gao Jiangting The sound of the harp made him so intoxicated that he couldn't extricate himself.

And when the sound of Gao Jiangting's harp sounded in Qixiufang, whether it was the thirteen hairpins outside Tingxiangfang or the other Qixiu disciples, they all stopped their own business and stood quietly listening, including the little god. The same is true for carvings.

For a moment, there was not a trace of noise in Qixiufang, only the fairy sound that seemed to come from the nine heavens, floating in the sky of Xiufang.

In Sijunfang, Qixiu Forbidden Place, an old woman with silver hair, who looks to be seven or eighty years old, stepped out the door with a dragon-headed crutch.

Her eyes, which were not cloudy at all, looked towards the direction of Tingxiangfang, and there was a mixture of surprise and surprise in her eyes, "This piano sound...is Tinger's harp?"

After stopping to listen for a while, the old woman walked quickly towards Tingxiangfang, her steps were light and steady, and her movements were not slow at all.

When the sound of the harp gradually weakened and completely dissipated, the old woman had already arrived on the pavilion, but Luo Changfeng and the others didn't realize it, and were still immersed in the refreshing sound of the piano.

Gao Jiangting watched the four of them close their eyes and reminisce, and couldn't help smiling. The haze and hostility on her face disappeared without a trace. This smile was extremely touching.

When he looked up and saw the old woman, his eyes turned red immediately, and tears quickly filled his eyes, but his face still had a smile on his face.

She gently pushed the harp away from her shoulders and stood up, stood up to meet her, the old woman stared at her hands tightly, her lips trembled slightly, and mist gathered in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)