Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan was about to leave, Liu Zhengguo suddenly thought of something at this time. He quickly stopped him and said.

"By the way, Mr. Zhang, I heard Xiao Song tell me earlier that when you were treating Qin Xiyan's skull congestion just now, it seems that you used an amazing acupuncture technique."

"This acupuncture technique can make 77 49 silver needles tremble at the same time..."

"According to Xiao Song's previous description of me, in my memory, there is only one kind of acupuncture and moxibustion law enforcement, I don't know if..."

At this point, Liu Zhengguo didn't finish his words completely. Instead, he looked at Zhang Xiaofan with expectant eyes and waited for the following.

"Yes, I used to use the ghost burial needle in the thirteen needles of the ghost gate when I was treating Qin Xiyan."

Seeing that Liu Zhengguo had recognized the thirteen needles of ghost gate he had used before, Zhang Xiaofan also showed his hand. He had no choice but to say so.

"Ghost door thirteen needles?"

"Unexpectedly, it's really the long lost ghost door thirteen needles --!!"

After getting a positive reply from Zhang Xiaofan, Liu Zhengguo's excitement at this time can hardly be described in words. He looked at Zhang Xiaofan with unbelievable eyes and said.

"If I remember well, the thirteen needles of the ghost gate were lost hundreds of years ago!"

"Even when I learned about the thirteen needles of Guimen, it was only from an ancient book that recorded the acupuncture techniques of ancient Chinese medicine, in which there were records about the thirteen needles of Guimen..."

"Oh, as you said before, the thirteen needles of the ghost gate were lost hundreds of years ago."

"However, my master, when he was young, once traveled all over the world to help all living beings. In the process, he ran into an unknown Taoist temple and thought he was an old Taoist."

"And my master's ghost door thirteen needles were learned from this old Taoist, and they were passed on to my generation."

Zhang Xiaofan explained casually, but he didn't want to continue to talk about it.

However, although Zhang Xiaofan doesn't want to say more.

However, from the expression on his face, it is to see that Liu Zhengguo's face is really the color of worship.

In Liu Zhengguo's eyes, this is the true sense of the master, ah, it is the spirit of the body, heaven's choice!

Let's not say anything else. The thirteen needles of Guimen are well-known in Chinese and even the world medical circles. They have been lost for hundreds of years.

I don't know how many Chinese traditional medicine authorities there are, but professors can't find a way to learn one or two.

However, the thirteen needles of the ghost gate that so many people can't expect and dream of finally let Zhang Xiaofan's master learn the essence from an old Taoist and teach it to Zhang Xiaofan.

You say, if this kind of person is not lucky, then what is lucky?!

This good luck, it's really enviable

"Hey, hey... Mr. Zhang, you are really a famous teacher and a great apprentice!"

"It's no wonder that at such a young age, I have mastered such an enigmatic technique of acupuncture and moxibustion in traditional Chinese medicine. It turns out that respecting teachers is also an expert in Qi transportation."

At this point, Liu Zhengguo's tone is also slightly a meal, immediately the front of the conversation a turn, the road.