fifth form

Even if they are powerful and powerful, these people may still be influenced by little people.

"Fate!"

A word came to Zheng Wukong's mind.

If he had been in the past years, Zheng Wukong would have almost sneered. The high-ranking great cultivators could easily crush ordinary cultivators, let alone the great cultivators with great power. It was impossible for these people to be influenced by small people.

But that's how fate works.

All it takes is one minor oversight for things to spiral out of control.

This inconspicuous oversight can spell disaster for the lives of top powerful people.

Chunyu Tiying was dismissed from office and Zhang Xuezhou was sent home. The plan for this fateful disaster was over.

As long as it involves the arrangement of patients and doctors, Zheng Wukong is sure that some top practitioners will die because they conceal their illnesses and avoid medical treatment.

He had even vaguely guessed the possible target.

If he could not enter and leave the imperial court, this was an existence that Zheng Wukong could not touch.

No matter what Zheng Wukong said or did at this time, it was difficult to change the outcome, and it could not even have any impact.

To be able to lay out this situation, Chunyu Tiying and Zhang Xuezhou must have gone through back and forth inspections, and many matters have been finalized.

“Take good care of yourself and eat more good food!”

Zheng Wukong held Zhang Xuezhou's wrist meridian, and he finally responded with a smile.

"I am currently relying on the Nine Turns of Heqi Technique taught by Dr. Chunyu." Zhang Xuezhou said with a smile: "Don't think there is nothing wrong with me now, but I will not get medical treatment when I get sick!"

"I can tan Shiquan Dabu Pills with water, and my medical skills are barely passable. You should still need me." Chunyu Tiying interjected: "You have formed a good relationship with me now, and I will definitely be able to repay you in the future!"

"I would like to form a good relationship with you, but my cultivation is not good enough, and the backlash after using the technique is unbearable for me," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"But you..."

"Don't think that I am willing to perform fortune-telling on you in Yangxin Hall," Zhang Xuezhou said: "You were involved in my life at that time, and I had to risk my life to give you fortune-telling, lest your abnormal behavior would involve me. Now If we each go half way, I won’t be able to work risking my life again.”

Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand, indicating that he could not form a good relationship with Chunyu Tiying for the time being.

"Do you mean that if your cultivation level is higher, you don't have to risk your life to help me?"

Zhang Xuezhou was able to eliminate disasters for Wang Fugui because Wang Fugui's cultivation level was low enough. However, Zhang Xuezhou's physiognomy for Chunyu Tiying was a low level versus a high level, which was indeed difficult.

Chunyu Tiying thought about it again and again, and finally found the reason.

"Then you should need me more," Chunyu Tiying said: "In the past twelve days, I have almost studied your body clearly, and I also know the reasons why your cultivation is difficult to break through. If you are willing to show me the way, I will I can help you.”

"Oh?"

Zhang Xuezhou made a sound in surprise.

"Do you have the ability to promote my cultivation?" Zhang Xuezhou asked doubtfully.

"You should have encountered a top practitioner who infused his body with mana to form a unique sealing spell." Chun Yutiying said: "As long as his mana remains in your body, it will be difficult for you to break through the barrier he has brought to you. ."

"That's right," Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

"Mr. Zheng and I can temporarily interrupt the barrier of this magic power on your body. In this way, you will have the possibility to practice normally," Chunyu Tiying said.

"Really or not?" Zhang Xuezhou exclaimed.

Zhang Xuezhou considered many methods, but he never considered asking a doctor to see him.

He was fed a lot of medicinal soup by Wang Ermazi in Shujun City, and Zhang Xuezhou was also fed various medicinal soups and potions in Taiyuan Hospital.

Even now, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he still had the medicinal soup and pills that he had force-fed during the past twelve days in his stomach.

Correspondingly, Zhang Xuezhou really has no idea about doctors, and has never entrusted the possibility of solving problems to this group. Zhang Xuezhou was slightly surprised when he suddenly heard Chunyu Tiying mentioned that he had the ability to allow him to practice normally.

"Don't underestimate us," Chunyu Tiying said with a slightly green face: "Even if the person who causes trouble for your practice is very capable, Mr. Zheng and I are also the top medical masters in the Han Dynasty, and are the true inheritors of the two major medical schools. And it doesn’t involve a craniotomy, so it’s not that troublesome to suppress!”

Just as Zhang Xuezhou's physiognomy is difficult to compare with the low to the high, Chunyu Tiying's medical skills are also very difficult to treat the illnesses of top practitioners.

But as long as things are reversed, Zhang Xuezhou can easily give Wang Fugui his life, and Chunyu Tiying also has the ability to deal with Zhang Xuezhou's physical illness.

She also did not guarantee that the treatment would be good, but mentioned that it could be a temporary solution.

"Even if you look down on me, Mr. Zheng, you should not look down on me," Chunyu Tiying said.

"No way!"

Zhang Xuezhou replied angrily.

He had just moved into this house for two months, took office in Yangling for half a month, and was lying in the palace for nearly a month and a half. Zhang Xuezhou's understanding of Zheng Wukong was really limited.

He still knew from Chunyu Tiying's words that Zheng Wukong was from the Xuanhu faction, but Zhang Xuezhou didn't expect that these two people had quite a lot of backgrounds.

Although practitioners who engage in medicine do not pay attention to titles such as leader, leader, and sect leader, these two are obviously the leaders of two schools among the hundreds of schools.

"Tiying, don't talk nonsense about me, I'm just an old man who has traveled around the world." Zheng Wukong said with a headache: "I don't want to cause trouble!"

"Mr. Zheng, let's just help him suppress the magic power in his body. This will definitely not cause trouble." Chunyu Tiying said quickly: "Besides, wouldn't it be good for you to have a powerful fortune teller by your side, even if you don't need it? His physiognomy, then you have several proud students, you don’t want them to end up like me!"

"Ugh!"

"Think about Yi Yan. Now that she has entered the Imperial Medical Clinic, she may be killed or may bring you big trouble!"

"I have long advised Yi Jie not to learn a little bit of skills and become an official, but she just doesn't listen!"

"As long as you ask Lord Dongfang to give Yi Jie her life, she should have a smooth journey!"

Chunyu Tiying experienced many court affairs, and even followed Chunyu Yi, who was an official, through the ups and downs of the officialdom, and then took office as an official in his own short time.

Although her experience in officialdom was not rich enough to go into and out of the imperial court, her knowledge far surpassed that of Zheng Wukong who had never been in or out of the imperial court.

After a series of words, Zheng Wukong had no choice but to agree.

Having seen Zhang Xuezhou's physiognomy, which was somewhat capable but lacking in hard skills, Zheng Wukong finally thought it would be okay to give it a try. If Zhang Xuezhou got the chance, at least he would have a chance to avoid disaster.

"You two... stuck a needle in me again?"

Zheng Wukong and Chunyu Tiying discussed it for a while, and then Zheng Wukong touched his wrist and closed his eyes for a while to feel it.

When Chunyu Tiying and Zheng Wukong each took out their food, Zhang Xuezhou was really a little scared.

In reality, he could barely avoid being injected by Lin Na, but Zheng Wukong and Chunyu Tiying couldn't even see the afterimages of their hands when they received the injection.

After Zhang Xuezhou stood up, he only blinked his eyelids, and eighteen silver needles were inserted into his front and back almost in an instant.

When Zheng Wukong and Chunyu Tiying exchanged positions again, Zhang Xuezhou felt that the number of silver needles on his body increased again.

His body was sandwiched between his body and the body of the Yang Soul condensed with the master's magic power, which was usually blocked in his chest like a breath. Zhang Xuezhou felt that the breath in his chest that was difficult to swallow and could not subside began to disappear rapidly in a short period of time.

"Although this person's magic power is strong, fierce and violent, the number of places where his magic power is condensed and overlapped with Dongfang Shuo's body should be only 293. It is difficult to cover everything. There are still 67 acupoints that can be used in reverse."

"Doctors mention that the human body has one hundred and eight thousand orifices. There are at least about 20,000 orifices associated with these sixty-seven orifices. As long as these tiny orifices are pushed, it will definitely be able to seal these 293 orifices. The magic power used in the acupoints."

When Zhang Xuezhou felt comfortable, Zheng Wukong and Chunyu Tiying also had their own exchanges after the acupuncture.

After sixty-seven long needles were inserted into the body, the two began to use thin and short silver needles to prick the acupuncture points.

This made Zhang Xuezhou feel the 'disappearance' of the Yang Soul body for the first time.