Zhou Yi walks to the old man's bed. In the eyes of ordinary people, the old man is now terminally ill. However, when the immortal cultivator reaches a certain level, he can see his soul and soul.

Every man has his soul and soul.

The three spirits are the three spirits, which dominate your life and everything. The names of the three spirits are Taiguang, Shuangling and Youjing. The three spirits are the three components of God.

Fetal light is the light of life. Shuang Ling determines the intelligence, intelligence and reaction speed of a person. Youjing is a God in charge of essence and Qi.

Seven spirits are in charge of people's breathing, heartbeat, digestion, water metabolism, reproductive function, awareness of cold and heat, and alertness.

Zhou Yi found that the old man's soul and seven spirits are only empty shell, without which the body will have lost its vitality.

The old man's body began to decline because of the loss of his soul and soul as well as the delay for too long.

It is also thanks to Chen Shengshou's continued life that the old man of Wang's family can persist for such a long time. Otherwise, he would have been dead.

"You all go out." Zhou Yi turned and said to the people in the room.

"Look at me, I can't, I can't go out, I can't see anything." Wang AOJIN said.

"Yes, why don't you let us in the house? Is there something shady that we can't see?" Wang Aoke's daughter-in-law Gao Min said.

Other people also echoed. They didn't want to go out. They wanted to watch Zhou Yi perform magic to save people.

Zhou Yi can't help frowning, and his face looks unhappy.

"What's wrong with you? It's natural for you to go out. Do you expect the old man to die early? If not, get out of here and don't make trouble here. "

Chen Shengshou doesn't care what kind of person you are from the Wang family.

Look at me and I look at you. No one dares to mention the things left behind. They turn around and walk outside the house.

Several bodyguards looked at each other and looked at Wang Chuan. Wang Chuan waved his hand to show them to go out. Finally, several bodyguards also went out.

Finally, only Chen Shengshou and Wang Chuan were left in the room.

"Mr. Zhou, I'll take care of my grandfather's illness." With that, he bowed deeply to Zhou Yi and walked out.

"Brother Zhou, you may go and treat the disease. I will guard it for you outside, and I won't let them make you worse." With that, he went out, too.

Only Zhou Yi and the old man lying in bed are left in the room.

Zhou Yi goes to the bedside and opens the quilt on the old man's body. What he sees in front of him is a body as thin as wood, with loose skin and no luster.

Zhou Yi is ready to use the three inch needle.

Zhou Yi takes out a silver needle. With a flick of his finger, it breaks into three pieces. A spirit comes out of his body and is wrapped in three pieces of silver needle and floats quietly in the air.

The Wangs were waiting anxiously outside the house, and some went straight to the window to see what was going on inside through the cracks.

Chen Sheng said in a deep voice: "can you stop for a while, all of you will stand up for me. Don't disturb Mr. Zhou to save people. You say that you are all old people. Why can't you be so depressed?"

The old and the young in the Wangs don't matter. The old ones frown after hearing Chen Shengshou's words. If it wasn't for the sake of treating the old man, he would throw you out of the gate of the royal family.

In the room, Zhou Yi's right hand gently swings, adjusting the orientation and angle of the silver needle.

With a wave of his hand, the three silver needles punctured the old man's three acupoints. One was that the real Yang of the spring did not go away; the other was that the blood vessels in the mountain could help the heart and Qi; and the third was that Baihui could connect the whole body.

Zhou Yi manipulates three pieces of silver needles and slowly plunges them into three acupoints.

As the silver needle pierced in, the old man's body suddenly trembled. A black breath suddenly came out of the old man's body, and quickly condensed into a devil.

Zhou Yi is stunned. He only sees that the old man's spirits have been lost, but he doesn't find a ghost hiding in his body.

It's very ugly. It's very ugly.

"Where are the evil spirits who dare to attach themselves to mortals? I don't think you want to enter the samsara road and start a new life." Zhou Yi said coldly.

The evil ghost seemed not to have heard of it. He was in a flash and rushed to Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi didn't have a ghost in his eyes.

Zhou Yi's right hand is holding the silver needle, and his left hand is using the aura symbol. He quickly pats it out.

The magic spell of aura was hit on the devil's body impartially. The evil spirit's body quickly stopped and rolled in the air in pain. After a while, it turned into a stream of black smoke.

"Too much for myself." Zhou Yi lenglengleng said.

After cleaning up the evil ghost, the old man's face even softened a little.

Zhou Yi drives the aura and uses silver needles as the medium to slowly cross the aura into the master's body.

He guided the aura to fill every part of the old man's body and every cell.Under the aura of warmth, the old man's flabby and lusterless skin turned bright, and his face became more ruddy.

After that, Zhou Yi opened the door and motioned for everyone to come in.

When the Wang family saw the old man's ruddy face on the bed, they were all overjoyed.

Wang Chuan's father, Wang Aoqi, stepped forward and grabbed Zhou Yi's hand. He said excitedly, "this is the first time in such a long time that I have seen my father's illness begin to improve. My little brother is indeed a remarkable means."

"It seems that our ideas will have to be changed in the future. We can't judge people by their appearance, let alone by their age. Mr. Zhou, a hero makes a young man. My father admires him." Wang AOJIN said.

"Brother Zhou, I admire him. It's really shameful to think that Chen Ping is called the holy hand. I think the younger brother can really be called the holy hand." Chen Shengshou said.

Listening to their praise, Zhou Yi was always impassive. "Don't be happy too early. Your father's soul has been lost. If you can't find it back, you will have half a year's life at most."

The crowd, which had just been cheerful, suddenly quieted down.

The Wangs have always been in contact with the ancient Wu family. Naturally, they know that there are immortals in the world and that people have souls. No one doubts Zhou Yi's words.

"What, you mean my grandfather's soul is no longer in his body? How could this happen? " Wang Chuan couldn't accept the fact and asked aloud.

"When I was treating the old man, evil spirits suddenly came out of his body."

Hear "evil ghost" two words, people's feet unconsciously back.

"You don't have to be afraid. I have cleared the evil spirits." Zhou Yi said.

Hearing this, the hearts of the people settled down again.

"No wonder I haven't been able to find the cause, so it is." Chen Shengshou said to himself.

"Who is so bold as to dare to attack my grandfather?" Wang Chuan asked aloud.

"This evil ghost has the smell of your royal family, so it can stay in the old man's body for such a long time without being found." Zhou Yi explained.

Zhou Yi looked around the people in the room and then continued, "the culprit behind the scenes is hidden inside your Wang family."

All the people looked at each other, and the atmosphere of the Wang family became strange.

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