The Museum of Beasts (Museum of Deadly Beasts)

Today is the world of blood pact beast cultivators. The strength of beast pets determines the ceiling of a monk. Yang Ming appraiser wants to seek revenge from the evil Taoist appraiser, and there is no beast pet that can be obtained. Don't even think about it.

This incident has become the knot that restricts him.

Even if Yang Ming is a four-ring appraiser himself, there is nothing he can do in such a situation. After all, the people of the Evil Dao Appraisal Society have done too much. Using a secret method to separate his pet pets abruptly is like tearing off his own body. A large piece of flesh and blood, the damage to the body's cultivation base is simply irreparable.

Yang Ming himself has no choice.

However, relatively speaking, this matter can be slowly figured out. The top priority is the injury of the main body. Now Yang Ming even has a problem with his own walking activities. If this matter is not solved, talking about other things is just a waste of time.

Now Yang Ming has expressed his attitude that no matter what kind of hardships he can endure, and no matter what the result is, he will accept it. In this way, Lin Jin will not say more.

It's a rescue.

Of course, even for Lin Jin, Yang Ming's injury was too severe, and it couldn't be cured in a short time. It might take several hours, or even a whole day.

"Yang Ming will listen to Lin Jianshi's arrangement." Yang Ming naturally had no opinion, let alone a whole day, he would accept it for a few months.

As long as he can get his body back to normal.

This is where Lin Jin started. With his current cultivation level, he didn't need to make any preparations. He just threw out the needle, and a few silver needles pierced into Yang Ming's body instantly.

"This is the internal acupuncture technique." Shuxiaolou was watching curiously next to him, and there was Shan'er, both of them followed Lin Jin to learn the pulse-seeking acupuncture technique. Shan'er was already a little hot, and it was time for Shuxiaolou to get in touch after all. If it is broken, it may not even be as good as Shuxiaolou in the Pulse-seeking Needle Art, but in terms of potential, Shuxiaolou is not as good as Shuxiaolou.

After all, Shuxiaolou is an appraiser with the fifth ring or even the sixth ring level. She has survived for more than 500 years, and she has a lot of experience and accumulation. So it is only a matter of time before she catches up with her.

It may even surpass Lin Jin in the future.

But at the moment, she is watching Lin Jin perform the inner acupuncture with relish.

Shang'er also observed carefully, but there are not many such opportunities.

At this time, Lin Jin closed his eyes and used mana to move the needle. Lin Jin had already figured out the injury in Yang Ming's body, and he immediately thought of a whole set of treatment methods.

First use the pulse-seeking needle to mend it, and then use the power of the ghost-blood beast to mend the defect in the opponent's body.

Just like a piece of clothing, if it is just torn, it can be repaired directly, but if there is a missing piece, you need to find another cloth to fill it, which is the patch.

The blood of ghost-blood beasts is just a patch. Fortunately, Lin Jin's fifth-order ghost-blood beasts are very powerful and can grow and make blood on their own. Even if they are distributed, there is no problem.

First sew up several important meridians in Yang Ming's body. This process lasted for two hours. During this time, Yang Ming was enduring severe pain in his body and sweating profusely, but he didn't make a sound at all.

This is stronger than most people.

After repairing these important meridians, the damaged internal organs are repaired. In some places, it is necessary to pick and repair them again, which is even more torture.

At this moment, Lin Jin raised his hand and played a magic formula. Yang Ming's throat was itchy, and when he bowed his head, he vomited.

The vomit is black blood.

"It's good to spit it out." Lin knew that this was normal.

At this moment, Lin Jin was also wiping the sweat from his forehead. He also consumed a lot of mana when he operated the needle just now. Although it seemed that he did not move, in fact, every silver needle required his delicate manipulation. A little misstep can have irreparable consequences.

On the other side, Lin Jin took out the elixir furnace and let the imperial object float in the air. Then, he put in some medicinal materials, took the spiritual water nourished by the Pregnant Water Treasure Armor, and quenched it with his own dragon fire.

This is not alchemy, it is just a temporary preparation of some needed decoctions, but people who can use this method to make medicine, I am afraid that the world will not be able to find a second person.

Even Shuxiaolou was amazed when he saw it, secretly thinking that he had to ask Lin Jin to learn this technique.

But right now, she didn't say a word, knowing that Lin Jin could not be disturbed at the critical moment, so she just stared at it seriously, learning the techniques and principles.

The ferocity of the dragon fire was unimaginable, so the concoction that Lin Jin needed was successfully brewed in just a moment, and then Lin Jin pulled the concoction with one finger and controlled the concoction to fly out with the power of the Pregnant Water Treasure Armor, and part of it was poured into Yang Ming's mouth. , part of the blessing was placed on the silver needle and penetrated from Yang Ming's skin.

In this way, the medicinal power can be maximized.

Time goes on.

Several hours have passed since the beginning of the diagnosis and treatment of Yang Ming, and the sky is dark.

During this period, some people came to visit Lin Jin, but they were blocked by several of Lin Jin's disciples. They were shocked when they heard that Master Lin Jian was treating Master Yang Ming inside.

Who doesn't know Yang Ming's injury, he is basically a waste, and it is impossible to heal under normal circumstances.

So as soon as the news spread, many people came immediately.

Many three-ring appraisers came, and some were disciples of Yang Ming. Later, several four-ring appraisers also came, and even Mr. Zhong Zifeng also came.

It was Zhong Zifeng's trick that Yang Ming came to this Peach Blossom Residence. He thought it was Senior Shu who was diagnosing and treating Yang Ming at the moment, but after asking carefully, he realized that was not the case at all.

"Is it Lin Jinjian?" Zhong Zifeng was stunned for a while, then suddenly realized that he had figured out a lot of things that he didn't understand before.

He couldn't understand before, why Senior Shu cared so much about Master Lin Jian, and even became inseparable and became close friends, but now he understands that it is because Master Lin himself has a profound skill and attracts Senior Shu.

If it was me, my methods and knowledge were weaker than that of Senior Shu, so naturally Senior Shu would not be interested in him. In this way, Master Lin Jian must have his own specialties, no wonder he could attract Senior Shu.

"The curator's apprentice is actually so good, then, how clever are the curator's methods?" Zhong Zifeng was waiting outside the Peach Blossom Residence at this time, muttering to himself.

He has heard a lot about the name of the curator recently, especially after the seniors were inquiring about it, Zhong Zifeng collected it intentionally or unintentionally.

Originally, his evaluation of the curator was similar to that of Senior Shu, but looking at it now, it may have been low before. The curator's disciples are all so powerful, it is hard to imagine that if the curator himself, the magical power must be unimaginable.

"If there is a chance to meet such an expert, that would be great." Zhong Zifeng secretly said in his heart.

Compared with this, he is more concerned about the situation in Peach Blossom Residence at the moment.

It has been four or five hours since Yang Ming entered, and from the current point of view, it is Lin Jin who has come to diagnose and treat Yang Ming, and I don't know what the effect will be.

Zhong Zifeng naturally hoped that Yang Ming would recover. After all, he was a teacher of the academy and an official four-ring appraiser. It would be a pity if he just collapsed and became a waste.