Ares descends from the mountain

And at this time, when Lu Zhendong saw his son's appearance, his heart was also very wretched.

He is the owner of the Qingquan Medical Hall today, and his medical skills have indeed obtained the true inheritance of the medical saint Lu Qingquan, and he has a good prestige in Shangjing.

Now in Shangjing, whether it is the people of the market, or the dignitaries, or even the people of the royal family, they must politely call him Doctor Lu.

After

all, he is the only one of the disciples of the current medical saint who is still active, and the others have either passed away or have long been gone. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to become the owner of the Qingquan Medical Center.

He, Lu Zhendong, now represents the former medical saint.

"Mr

. Ling!" Lu Zhendong gritted his teeth after all: "Lu someone was also at fault today, I apologize to you here!"

Saying that, Lu Zhendong came to Ling Feng and hugged his fists, which was regarded as an apology.

For him, this is already a pull down of the face.

There is no way, who made Ling Feng in front of him so terrifying, and the woman next to Ling Feng was even more murderous without blinking, not cowardly.

Ling Feng glanced at Lu Zhendong: "If you know your mistake, you can still be saved, but don't worry, your mistake will be talked about later!" "

Now I have a question for you first." "

Okay! Mr. Ling, excuse me." "

You are Lu Qingquan's eldest disciple, then let me ask you if you know if Lu Qingquan has any descendants?" Ling Feng asked.

Lu Zhendong frowned and smiled bitterly: "Mr. Ling, the family teacher has no descendants, otherwise how can I inherit the Qingquan Medical Pavilion

?" "Oh?"

Ling Feng also frowned, this was not the answer he wanted.

Then he stretched out two fingers, and the fingertips suddenly had a thin air flow, trembling slightly, like an acupuncture that could not be seen clearly with the naked eye.

"Do you know this?"

"This... Is this a qi imperial needle

?" Lu Zhendong was startled, and then his eyes trembled again: "My God

, is this the internal force of the fetal breath work?" "Mr. Ling, is your internal force really the fetal breath work? Have you obtained the legendary Yellow Emperor Outer Scripture?"

When Lu Zhendong said this, the horror and nervousness on his face completely disappeared, and some were just a kind of fanaticism.

The Lingshu Sutra is a treasure book of Chinese medicine.

To this day, there is only one Yellow Emperor's Neijing, which is mainly theoretical knowledge, but it is still the basic skill of Chinese traditional Chinese medicine. And the lost second half of the Yellow Emperor's Outer Classics is something that Chinese traditional Chinese medicine has been looking for for thousands of years.

As long as the complete Lingshu Sutra is made, it is not an extravagant hope for Chinese Chinese medicine to reproduce the glory of ancient medicine.

You must know that the decline of Chinese medicine now, compared with the ancient miracle doctors, is the pain in the hearts of many Chinese doctors!

Ling Feng saw Lu Zhendong's excited appearance and said disapprovingly: "That's right, it is the fetal breath gong recorded in the Yellow Emperor's Outer Canon.

"But I don't have a complete Lingshu Sutra, these are what my father taught me since I was a child, and I can condense qi into a needle when I am ten years old. When he was fifteen years old, he could use all the nine stitches of the corpse.

When Ling Feng said this, his face was still very serious.

Because since he was a child, all the things he learned were the most difficult to practice in this Lingshu Sutra, and he actually practiced for more than ten years. Ordinary exercises, even if it is the afterimage body method, he has only practiced it for a year, and when he is in trouble, he can't let his mother hold a stick and can't catch himself.

Hearing this, Lu Zhendong was like a dream, and he couldn't react.

"Hey, don't be in a daze, I haven't finished asking yet!" Ling Feng snorted lightly, and instantly pulled Lu Zhendong's god back, "Let me ask you, did your master do this trick for me back then?"

"Yes..."Lu Zhendong said dryly, "But Mr. Ling, you said that you would complete the Nine Needles of the Spiritual Body... Is it true? My master was known as a medical saint back then, and he could only exert the effect of six of them.

"Shut up, now I'm asking you!" Ling

Feng snorted again: "Now continue to answer me, is there anyone else in this world who can do this except your master?"

"No..."

Lu Zhendong shook his head with a twisted brow, and then said categorically: "Absolutely not! At least I haven't seen it, and I've never heard my master mention it."

"What's more, a person who has mastered the nine needles of the Lingshu, even if it is only two or three needles, is enough to become a generation of famous doctors, and it is impossible for me to practice medicine for half my life without hearing of it completely.

As he spoke, Lu Zhendong looked at Ling Feng and no longer had the fear of seeing the devil just now.

On the contrary, at this moment, Ling Feng was shining with an indescribable divine brilliance in his eyes!

It's just that he couldn't understand why Ling Feng had obtained the inheritance of the complete Nine Needles of the Spiritual Body?

"Mr. Ling... To be honest, although I am known as the descendant of the Holy Medicine, in fact, I have only learned the first three of the nine needles of the Lingshu, which are used to channel the body's veins, and it is not a big problem to strengthen the body. If you use it skillfully, you can also treat some complex diseases, but I can't find the threshold at all for the next six stitches.

Lu Zhendong said as he looked enviously at the internal force true qi in Ling Feng's fingertips.

Although Ling Feng didn't show the complete Nine Needles on the spot, he wouldn't doubt it just by the strength and length of the Qi Needle.

Because the Lingshu Qi Needle improves with the improvement of cultivation, each needle is longer than the previous one, and it can turn freely, so that it can reach the lesion more accurately.

After he learned the third needle, the Lingshu Qi needle was only three centimeters. When the medical saint Lu Qingquan was alive, Lu Zhendong saw that the strongest needle Lu Qingquan had ever used was only about ten centimeters.

And the qi needle on Ling Feng's fingertips was already at least twenty centimeters, which was enough to explain everything.