Immortal, I only practice forbidden arts

Jing Miaoyi's shout immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

At this time, she was raising her hands, and her hands were becoming slightly transparent.

Jiang Zhiyi became nervous and stepped forward to grab Jing Miaoyi's hand, but Jing Miaoyi dodged it.

"Don't touch my hand, my hand will disappear completely!"

Jing Miaoyi laughed sadly, her words showing helplessness.

"How can it be like this?"

Jiang Zhiyi collapsed a little, staring at Jing Miaoyi's hand, his eyes were about to cry without tears.

Chong Siming didn't know why and asked strangely: "What happened to sister Miaoyi? How could it become like this?"

Although his words were somewhat calm, it was like a big wave was rising in his heart, constantly surging.

Zhu Dage sighed secretly.

Pity this beautiful vixen, she will soon become a cripple.

Jiang Ming could tell that Jing Miaoyi's hands had been tampered with, so he walked to Jing Miaoyi's side and asked tentatively, "Can I take a look?"

"Yes, this hand will disappear after a while anyway."

Jing Miaoyi's eyes dimmed, and her whole eyes were gray and dull.

"It can definitely be cured, Miaoyi, don't lose faith."

Jiang Zhiyi encouraged Jing Miaoyi from the side.

"Okay, it will definitely be cured."

Jing Miaoyi knew there was no hope, but she still responded to what Jiang Zhiyi said.

Jiang Ming glanced at it and said thoughtfully: "It can still be cured."

Hearing this, Jing Miaoyi was stunned and asked tentatively: "Master Ning Caichen, did you just say that it can be cured?"

Jiang Ming did not answer Jing Miaoyi's question, but directly released the silver needle.

When taking the silver needle, he poured some spiritual power into it and directly controlled the silver needle to insert it.

Jing Miaoyi watched helplessly as those silver needles inserted into her disappearing hand, and she suddenly became frightened.

"There won't be any problems with this silver needle, right?"

She couldn't help but ask.

Jiang Ming knew what Jing Miaoyi was thinking and encouraged Jing Miaoyi to wait for a while.

Jing Miaoyi waited with half-belief and doubt, but she was filled with doubts in her heart.

She had never met a doctor who used silver needles to treat her, but the doctor did not treat her well.

Now Ning Caichen is also using silver needles for treatment. Can it really cure her?

While she was thinking in her mind, Jing Miaoyi did not notice the changes in her hands.

Instead, Jiang Zhiyi, who was already staring at Jing Miaoyi's hand, noticed this change.

Jiang Zhiyi couldn't help but exclaimed: "Miaoyi, your hand seems to be healed!"

Hearing this, Jing Miaoyi paused and put her eyes on her hands.

The originally dull hand gradually took on physical form, and finally became no different from an ordinary person.

"How the hell is this done?"

Jing Miaoyi's body trembled.

She has been suffering from the torture of disappearing since she was born, and now she is completely intact?
The inferiority complex and sensitive emotions in her heart disappeared in an instant, leaving only joy and gratitude to Jiang Ming.

"You are cursed, that's why you are like this. You may have visited many doctors before, but they only treated illnesses and saved people, and did not lift the curse."

Jiang Ming carefully bandaged Jing Miaoyi's hand, and then said, "Be careful not to injure your hand during these five days, otherwise the curse will be triggered again. After five days, you can untie the gauze. "Jing Miaoyi cried.

This was the first time in her life that she shed tears.

She originally thought she would lose her hands in the future, but with the appearance of Ning Caichen, she can use her hands like everyone else from now on!
It was really difficult for her to repay Ning Caichen's great kindness. She felt that even if she acted like a cow, she couldn't repay Ning Caichen.

Jiang Ming could see what Jing Miaoyi was thinking, and immediately said: "I just gave you a small treatment. Don't feel any burden or pressure. Use your hands well in the future."

Jing Miaoyi remembered it in her heart and kept nodding.

"This is simply a wonderful rejuvenation," Zhu Dage was envious and asked curiously: "Ning Caichen, how do you know that Miss Jing Miaoyi's hand is cursed?"

"It's hard to explain other than the curse."

Jiang Ming shrugged his shoulders and became surprised.

Why can't Zhu Dage understand such an obvious thing?

This looks like a curse.

Jiang Zhiyi stared at Jiang Ming with all his eyes, regarding Jiang Ming as a treasure, and couldn't help but said: "If Master Ning Caichen can let me follow him, then I will definitely die without regrets."

"Next time next time."

Seeing that Jiang Zhiyi said something so exaggerated, Jiang Ming found an excuse to calm down Jiang Zhiyi's enthusiasm.

"Then I will wait for Lord Ning Caichen to arrive."

Jiang Zhiyi took it into his heart, and his whole body was full of energy, as if he had already imagined a beautiful life with Jiang Ming's master and apprentice in the future.

"I'll take you out. It's not good to stay in this mass grave for too long. It will damage your lifespan."

Chong Siming remembered something and quickly followed Jiang Ming and Zhu Dage.

Now that Jiang Ming has rescued Jing Miaoyi, his great benefactor, he will not be wary of his great benefactor at all.

Hearing this, Zhu Dage immediately panicked, looked at Jiang Ming and said, "Then we have to hurry up and don't miss the time."

Jiang Ming was amused by Zhu Dage's hasty style, and quickly said to Chong Siming: "Then it's up to you to arrange it."

Chong Siming nodded and led a few people to a small road.

However, before they could go out, a group of people getting married appeared in the distance.

However, all the equipment was complete, but there was no one there right away. They were all walking around in thin air.

Where the team is, a white mist will appear. The white mist is very thin, allowing people to see the team clearly.

No one knew who was in the sedan in the middle, and the curtains on the sedan showed no signs of floating up.

"Did you attract ghosts?"

Zhu Dage was scared and talked to Jiang Ming in his heart.

"Where do ghosts come from in this world?"

Jiang Ming felt that Zhu Dage was making a fuss out of a molehill, so he couldn't help but reply.

Jing Miaoyi took out an ancient style fan from her pocket, glanced at Jiang Ming and the others and said, "I'll deal with it, you guys wait a moment."

Zhu Dage couldn't bear his curiosity and asked in a low voice to several people: "What is this team doing? Is it a wedding?"

Chong Siming didn't like Zhu Dage very much, but because Zhu Dage was traveling with Jiang Ming, he replied: "That's the little immortal who became an immortal in this mass grave. He has obviously become an immortal, but he has to do something so gloomy." The atmosphere is such that some people are extremely scared.”

"Did someone dump this little immortal's body?"

Jiang Ming listened and couldn't help but ask too.

"Oh, you said a forbidden word. I hope that little fairy won't hear you. That little fairy is really annoying."

Chong Siming looked confused.

"We're all here."