Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 64 Fog Gu
In this quiet inner room, there are a total of four people.

An old man with white beard and hair was lying on the recliner. It was his grandfather Zhou Xuanli, but why was he so old and thin.

Moreover, his current realm is not the elementary level of Nether Cave, but the advanced level of Huaren.

What ailment?Could it make Grandpa's realm go backwards?

Next to grandpa, there is an old man in a brocade robe, who is doing acupuncture for grandpa.

Presumably this is that Master Sun, this Master Sun turned out to be a low-level spiritual cultivator.

On the other side of the grandfather, there is a beautiful woman, although she is middle-aged, she exudes awe-inspiring dignity.

It was Zhou Ruo, the mother Feng Ting wanted to see most.

"Whoosh."

Just as Feng Ting was about to move forward, the middle-aged man who was originally standing in the distance flew up in front of Feng Ting, who turned out to be an intermediate Huaren.

"Master Sun is doing acupuncture, please don't disturb." The middle-aged man raised his hand to block Feng Ting.

"Mother, grandpa." Feng Ting said.

"Feng Ting! Feng Ting!"

Both mother and grandfather looked over, their eyes full of surprise.

It's just that there is more fatigue and weakness in Grandpa's eyes.

"Back off."

The middle-aged man blocked Feng Ting from approaching him.

"Get out of the way." Feng Ting was annoyed.

"Feng Ting, you go out first, we will go out after Master Sun finished the injection." Zhou Ruo didn't want Feng Ting to affect the treatment.

Feng Ting looked over the middle-aged man in front of him, and looked at Grandpa carefully. Although the distance was more than 20 meters, he also vaguely sensed the flow of cloud in Grandpa's body, which was a sign of poisoning.

"Please get out." The middle-aged man in front of him looked serious.

Zhou Ruo came over and said to Feng Ting: "Feng Ting, you go out first."

"Mother, grandpa has been poisoned." Feng Ting said.

"poisoned?!"

Zhou Ruo looked at Feng Ting in surprise, and then felt that Feng Ting was an excuse for not wanting to go out, she frowned and said, "Feng Ting, don't talk nonsense, you go out first."

Feng Ting continued: "This treatment will only make the poison penetrate into the meridians faster."

Upon hearing this, Master Sun, who was doing the acupuncture, turned his head and glanced at Feng Ting, with cold displeasure in his eyes.

"I said, Master Sun, stop it." Feng Ting shouted, worried about Grandpa's safety.

"Young man, don't talk nonsense, get out!" Master Sun didn't even look at Feng Ting.

"Feng Ting, don't make trouble, get out quickly." Zhou Ruo also comforted.

Feng Ting didn't want to make trouble, but he couldn't ignore his grandfather's safety, so he walked past the middle-aged man in front of him and walked directly to Master Sun.

He quickly raised his hand to block Master Sun's hand and needle.

Neither the middle-aged man nor Zhou Ruo expected that Feng Ting could pass under their noses, and they both turned around at the same time, and came to Feng Ting's side.

"Please back off." The middle-aged man looked at Feng Ting with threats in his eyes.

"Feng Ting, don't make trouble." Zhou Ruo also said.

"Treatment like this will kill people."

Feng Ting didn't care about that, and with a wave of his hand, the golden needles stuck on Grandpa's body were pinched in his hands.

"Nonsense!" Master Sun was angry: "Let him go."

"Master Sun, it's you who should get out." Feng Ting was also angry.

"Feng Ting, don't make trouble anymore." Zhou Ruo also looked down.

"Feng Ting, you go out first." Zhou Xuanli also said.

Feng Ting looked at the crowd, and said solemnly: "Grandpa has been poisoned by Gu, it cannot be cured with a few needles.

"Nonsense, Mr. Zhou's meridians are out of tune." Master Sun couldn't bear others to underestimate his judgment.

"Bullshit." Feng Ting said angrily: "My grandfather is a high-level Huaren, how can the disorder of his meridians make him so old? How can he be so weak? Even his realm is regressed!"

"Young man, this old man has practiced medicine for many years, could he be mistaken?" Master Sun looked at Feng Ting contemptuously.

Feng Ting sneered and said, "You are just a quack doctor. If you practice medicine for another 100 years, you will only kill more people."

"Presumptuous!" Master Sun slapped Feng Ting casually.

Feng Ting was not afraid, just raised his hand and punched.

With the word Beng Fist, it went directly to the sixth level, and the strength of the sixth level surged out and hit Master Sun's arm.

After entering the middle level of Douwang, Feng Ting's realm has been improved, and then he performs the six-fold one-character collapse fist, and the spiritual energy in the body is no longer so terrifying.

"boom."

Master Sun felt that Feng Ting was just a martial artist, so he didn't try his best at all.

By the time he realizes that this young man is strong, it is already too late.

His thin body was blown away.

Fortunately, the middle-aged man next to him was strong and reached out to hold him, so that he would not fly further.

"presumptuous."

The middle-aged man put down Master Sun casually, and slapped Feng Ting with his palm.

This person is a mid-level Huaren, Feng Ting did not resist, but flew back.Because he knew his mother would make a move.

Sure enough, with a wave of Zhou Ruo's single palm, a burst of spiritual power surged out, directly blocking the middle-aged man's palm.

"Mr. Han, show mercy." Zhou Ruo looked at the middle-aged man with awe-inspiring expression.

At this time, Master Sun came forward and shouted sharply: "He is messing around like this, he made a mistake, don't blame me!"

Feng Ting said unceremoniously: "You quack doctor is just messing around. I will prove you are a quack doctor right now."

As he spoke, he drew out the bloodthirsty knife, and stabbed it at Grandpa's arm.

"Feng Ting, what are you doing!"

Zhou Ruo was shocked, but his son was too fast to stop him.

Just when Feng Ting's blade was about to stab Zhou Xuanli's arm, Zhou Xuanli moved suddenly, his thin arm turned over to avoid the blade, and at the same time pinched the blade of the Bloodthirsty Knife.

Zhou Ruo finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said angrily, "Feng Ting, are you crazy?"

Zhou Xuanli also looked at Feng Ting weakly: "Are you my grandson?"

Feng Ting smiled and said, "Of course I am your grandson."

"Are you treating a disease? You want to make me disabled." Zhou Xuanli asked with a smile.

Feng Ting smiled and said, "Grandpa, do you believe me?"

"I believe you, but your knife is too ruthless." Zhou Xuanli is a funny person, even if he is seriously ill or weak, he still has a smile on his face.

Feng Ting frowned: "This quack doctor really made a mistake."

"Young man, you have repeatedly slandered the old man, and the old man will never let you go." Master Sun gritted his teeth angrily.

Feng Ting said coldly: "After I cure Grandpa's illness, I will settle accounts with you quack doctor."

"Old Master Zhou, you are seriously ill, so don't play tricks." Master Sun reminded seriously.

"Feng Ting, stop messing around." Zhou Ruo also said.

Feng Ting looked at his mother helplessly, then turned his gaze to grandpa again, and said, "Grandpa, you have been tortured by this quack doctor for so long, do you think it's getting better?"

Zhou Xuanli frowned unknowingly when he heard the words, it really didn't get better.

Master Sun said angrily: "Sickness comes like a mountain fall, and goes away like silk thread. It takes a process to cure a disease."

"Quack doctor, I'll treat my grandfather right now. I'll show you what healing is." Feng Ting glanced at Master Sun, then looked at grandpa, and said with a smile, "Grandpa, do you dare to let me treat it?"

Zhou Xuanli doted on his grandson the most. After thinking about it, he felt that the worst thing would be to get stabbed, which was not a big deal.

Most importantly, he saw the incomparably firm self-confidence in Feng Ting's eyes, and this was the key that made him want to try.

He said, "Okay, let's try."

"Father, don't mess around with Feng Ting." Zhou Ruo said eagerly.

"My old bones are very hard, it's okay." Zhou Xuanli stretched out his arms while speaking.

"Father, no."

Zhou Ruo wanted to stop it, but it was too late, Feng Ting's knife had already pierced Zhou Xuanli's upper arm.

One-third of the blade pierced into the flesh.

The blood flowed out immediately. The blood was neither bright red nor dark red, but purple-black, and it seemed to have a transparent feeling, like a purple-black gel.

"Feng Ting, what are you doing?" Zhou Ruo frowned, breaking out in a cold sweat.

"It's okay."

Even so, Zhou Xuanli frowned slightly, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Feng Ting smiled and said: "Grandpa, you are a man." He didn't pull out the knife, but just left it in the meat.

"I hope you don't take my old life, kid." Zhou Xuanli said and patted Feng Ting with his left hand.

Master Sun next to him showed a disdainful smile, and the expression of the middle-aged man was also cold and disdainful.

Feng Ting took out a cultivation pill and put it in his palm, the spirit of the palm emerged and penetrated into the cultivation pill, and the cultivation pill softened immediately.

As the aura deepened, the Peiling Pill turned into a potion.

Feng Ting tilted his palm and dripped the medicine in his palm on the blade, allowing him to penetrate the medicine into the flesh along the blade.

"This is Peiling Pill!" Zhou Xuanli recognized it as Peiling Pill.

Master Sun next to him also noticed that his expression had somewhat changed.

Zhou Ruo was also very surprised to see his son spoiling a cultivation pill casually.

"Zheng."

Feng Ting suddenly flicked on the edge of the blade, and the blade was in the flesh. The shock made Zhou Xuanli frowned in pain.

Feng Ting smiled and said, "Grandpa, can you still hold on?"

"I can't die." Zhou Xuanli forced a smile.

"It will be fine." Feng Ting said and took out another panacea, which was also melted with spiritual energy, dissolved into water, and dripped on the blade, allowing the potion to seep into the flesh along the wound.

"Feng Ting, what are you doing?" Zhou Ruo and her son have only been separated for a few months, and she has never seen her son do such a mysterious thing.

Feng Ting looked at his mother, and said with a smile: "Grandpa has been poisoned by the mist gu, the mist gu Xiling pill, the Xiling weapon, the mist gu must be drawn out to detoxify with medicine."

"Mist Gu!" Zhou Ruo had never heard of such a thing.

Zhou Xuanli's expression was serious, and he asked, "Feng Ting, is this fog Gu you're talking about the most powerful Gu insect?"

"It's not the most poisonous, in fact there are more poisonous than it." Feng Ting replied casually.

Upon hearing this, Master Sun, who was watching the fun, said with a disdainful smile: "You are so young, do you know what a fog gu is?"

Feng Ting was getting more and more annoyed by this Master Sun, he countered bluntly: "You are too old, you can't even cure a Gu poison, and you still call yourself a master, you are a bastard!"

"How dare you despise me!" Master Sun's blue veins were exposed.

"So what if I despise you!" Feng Ting didn't even look at Master Sun.

Master Sun said bitterly: "Boy, be careful to kill your old man Zhou."

"If I don't show up again, my grandfather will really be killed by your quack doctor." Feng Ting said disdainfully.

(End of this chapter)