Send a red envelope to heaven

Chapter 1015 Do you know Cheng Daxian?

The four silver needles shone with light of different colors, which made people feel terrified. How could this be done by humans.

I have seen acupuncture, but I have never seen one that can be done like this. Is this a magic trick?
"How, how is this possible?"

Fan Junqing was so dumbfounded that he couldn't even close his mouth wide open. This is simply unheard of or seen.

What the hell is this kid coming from? Why is he so awesome?

For a moment, there was complete silence on the field, and everyone stared straight at Cheng Sheng who looked like a fairy. What a heroic figure this is.

"This, is this using Qi to control the needle?"

Fan Junqing's eyes widened. Although he doesn't know Chinese medicine, he has communicated with several old Chinese medicine practitioners. The highest level of acupuncture and moxibustion is to control acupuncture with inner qi.

However, Cheng Sheng's is not inner qi, but the immortal power of the god-level.

If Fan Junqing knew that Cheng Sheng was a famous god in the capital, he would probably be so frightened that he would hug his head and cry.

"Today, I will let you experience it, my ancestor of heavenly medicine."

Cheng Sheng's face was expressionless, and all the immortal power of the god level came out, but this powerful immortal power can be concentrated on the four small silver needles, and it is condensed without dispersing, gathering without leaking.

This is very spiritual. If it weren't for Cheng Sheng's inheritance of the thirteen needles of Shenmen, it is just that ordinary gods can't achieve this kind of control, which requires extremely strong consciousness.

But Cheng Sheng can do it, this guy's Shenmen thirteen needles have even surpassed the ancestors of the heavenly court, and the god-level immortal power has a terrifying control power, let alone treat a small brain hypoxia, Even bringing the dead back to life is not difficult.

It's a snap.

"Buzz, buzz."

This time, Cheng Sheng only dispatched four silver needles, but those four made a piercing buzzing sound.

The four silver needles all stood in the air, the needle tips were trembling slightly, and suddenly there were bursts of colorful light, which almost made people think they were in a fairyland.

This is the ultimate performance of the thirteen needles of Shenmen. Looking at the entire Three Realms, there are only a few people who can emit colorful divine light, and Cheng Sheng is one of them.

"Shenmen thirteen needles, one needle turns life and death, let me go."

Suddenly, Cheng Sheng put his two fingers together in the shape of a sword and pointed lightly at the volleying silver needle with endless confidence.

With just such a finger, the four silver needles pierced towards the old man who fell on the ground on the same horizontal line, and pierced the four major acupoints including the temple of Baihui acupoint on the top of the head without bias.

"I'm sub-Ao, is it so scary?"

"It's terrible, can these acupoints be stabbed randomly?"

The mouth corners of the people around couldn't help twitching.

These four big acupoints can be said to be the fatal acupoints of the human body. Even those who have never studied Chinese medicine can understand it, but this time they pierced at the same time. Cheng Sheng is really a master of art and bold.

"Whoosh."

When the silver needle entered his body, the old man couldn't help but trembled all over, and faintly moaned from his mouth, this is the effect of the Shenmen thirteen needles.

The powerful divine power entered the old man's qi channel along the silver needle, and the blocked qi channel was broken away in just a split second.

Don't be too arrogant, Cheng Sheng's strength is stronger than before.

"Hey, wake up, wake up, is this person awake?"

"I'll go, is that all right?"

Under everyone's gaze, Cheng Sheng waved his hand lightly and the silver needle that pierced the old man's acupuncture point disappeared. A few minutes later, the old man's eyelids trembled slightly, and then he opened his eyes.

Become!

"What, this, this damn?"

Fan Junqing pushed away the crowd of onlookers, his eyes stared like cow dung eggs, he couldn't figure it out no matter what.

This old man is obviously in a state of suspended animation due to lack of oxygen in the brain, how could he wake up so easily?

Among other things, just comparing myself with that young man for a long time has delayed the best time for rescue. According to my 38 years of experience in practicing medicine, even if I treat him in the first time and in a well-equipped hospital, there is only one chance. There is less than a [-]% chance of waking up the old man.

But Cheng Sheng was lucky, it took less than 5 minutes for the treatment with silver needles, and the old man opened his eyes, isn't that incredible?

It's like God's help, it's like God's help.

"Brother, uncle, you, what do you think I am?"

The corners of Fan Junqing's mouth twitched and he still couldn't believe it, because he didn't even see Cheng Sheng's hands clearly, he just watched a few silver needles flying around and it was over.

"Three."

"what about this."

"six."

"This one?"

"You are dementia, asking if it bothers you."

Fan Junqing stretched out his fingers and thought that the old man was just waking up, but he didn't expect him to be very conscious.

It couldn't have been better.

"Genius doctor, you are the real genius doctor. You saved my life. I will repay you later."

The old man was so excited that he was crying, he was walking before the gate of hell.

"It's okay, it's just a matter of raising your hands, I'm not like some braggarts."

Cheng Sheng waved his hand, it was too easy.

The old man on this side kept thanking Cheng Sheng, and Cheng Sheng suddenly became the focus of the crowd. From time to time, people from other places surrounded him, and even various media figures.

"Extraordinarily nicknamed, the mysterious master of traditional Chinese medicine administers acupuncture on the street to treat an old man in a vegetable state."

"An expert or an expert, expert Fan Junqing was frothed at the mouth by a mysterious youth PK on the street and thought he was inferior."

Crazy news spread quickly, and even many media outlets directly started live broadcasting.

"I am inferior."

Fan Junqing felt a pain in the ass for a while, what the hell is this? I guess he is going to become a representative of quack doctors soon.

Listen to all the media reports, what the hell are these, I'm afraid that I will be talked to by the leader soon.

Thinking of his uncertain future, Fan Junqing hated Cheng Sheng deeply.

"Fart, fart, boy, it's a coincidence, it's a coincidence, this is the result of our previous treatment, I now ask you to go to the hospital with me, this old man is afraid that there are other problems with his body, you have to take responsibility."

The hysterical Fan Junqing gritted his teeth and said, at this time, it's okay to be thick-skinned, and he actually took all the credit for himself.

There is really no way, if this matter is reported, I will be finished.

"cut."

"Who are you?"

Many people gave contemptuous glances. A moment ago, he was a high-ranking medical expert, but now he has become a stupid dog that everyone shouts and beats.

"Hey, you really don't know how to live or die. If you say you are a quack doctor, you admit it. Why do you keep talking about it, your dean, tell your dean, have you ever heard of the name of Great Immortal Cheng?"

Seeing that Fan Junqing was going to die, Cheng Sheng threw out this sentence directly.

"What, you, you are the legendary Cheng Daxian?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Fan Junqing's heart was ashamed, and the only plan to pour dirty water on Cheng Sheng was completely shattered.

(End of this chapter)