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21. Ludi Valley, the gathering of all the families, "Haha!" Why? You didn't think that it would be me, right! " The Blood Winged Medicine King was also overjoyed and excited. Everyone could see that even though he was trying his best to restrain himself, he was still laughing out loud. Aiya! Ever since you took over the position of Sect Leader of the Karakorum, it has been more than twenty years, right?! "

Yun Wanli also hurriedly stepped forward to hold onto the Blood-Winged Medicine King's hand, the doubt in his heart disappearing. He was well aware that this was one of the four great happenings of his life! He could not help but let out a loud laugh, "Haha! Brother Yao has a good memory. He's already twenty-three. We haven't met in twenty-three years! Today, when I saw your Brother Yao's healthy and healthy body, my ruddy complexion shone. It seems like you have enjoyed a good fortune in this Jiaodong Territory all these years. I truly envy those around you! "

The Blood-Winged Medicine King did not make any excuses and only smiled: "What do I deserve your admiration, I am only from the countryside." On the other hand, not only have you become the world's martial arts leader, but you've also received a good disciple. In the future, your clan's nephew will become famous in the martial arts world. "Think about it, you and your disciple are like the future waves of a great river, and cannot help but be spoken of in a martial arts way!" After saying that, he didn't reply. The two of them looked at each other for a moment and then let out a long laugh.

When the laughter died down, the Blood-Winged Medicine King was in front and Yun Wanli was about to lead the way to the second floor. Just as the two were about to go up the stairs, the Blood Winged Medicine King suddenly turned around and said: "Nephew, bring the wounded to the second floor, we'll treat them later." "Yes!" However, he thought to himself: "If you two continue reminiscing about the past, I'm afraid there's no need to treat Qing Feng."

When he arrived at the second floor, he saw that Yun Wanli and the Blood-Winged Medicine King were already sitting at the northern tea table. He clicked his tongue in wonder as he thought, "Could it be that when the old friendship between Master and Mr. Jin rose up, I've left this man, who was in danger, by the side, and ignored him?"

When he arrived at the second floor, he saw that Yun Wanli and the Blood-Winged Medicine King were already sitting at the northern tea table. He clicked his tongue in wonder as he thought, "Could it be that when the old friendship between Master and Mr. Jin rose up, I've left this man, who was in danger, by the side, and ignored him?"

The truth was that, not to mention that as a doctor, Mr. Jin's top priority was naturally to save the dying and help the injured. Furthermore, he was more concerned about the wounded than anyone else. The Karakorum Sword League's Sect Leader, Yun Wanli, had been running at full speed with his disciple ever since they met Qing Feng. Wasn't it to save Qing Feng as soon as possible? However, when he saw that the 'Doctor Jin' that his disciple, Zhu Liang, had mentioned was his good friend, the Blood-Winged Medicine King, he knew from his understanding of the Blood-Winged Medicine King that Li Qingfeng's life had been saved. Seeing that the Blood Winged Pill King had not asked him about the matter regarding the injured since he entered the room, he thought about it and knew that the Medicine King knew that the injured person's condition would not deteriorate for a short period of time.

However, the two of them knew what was going on, so the gate to the side was not as smart and steady as the two of them. Although the two of them knew what was going on, the gate to the side was not as smart and steady as the two of them. At that moment, he leaned forward and leaned in front of his master Yun Wanli and the Blood-Winged Medicine King. He said in a low voice: "Master, Mister Jin, Senior Li is in danger. Why don't the two of you wait until Senior Li's condition stabilizes before speaking of your old friendship?

His few words interrupted the conversation of the two people before the Blood Winged Medicine King looked at Gongliang and said: "Alright! When I saw my old friend, I forgot about my business! " He then lazily said: "My nephew!" Hearing the Blood-Winged Medicine King's call for him, he quickly answered: "Yes!"

"Bring a stool over here and help the patient sit down."

The door did as he was told, but it was very difficult to get the wounded man to sit on the stool, for no other reason. However, Qing Feng's bones and tendons had been shattered by someone's palm. His body was like a pile of mud. How could he sit still? Just as Gonggong was about to explain the situation, the Blood-Winged Medicine King stretched out his right hand, pointed his index finger and thumb forward, and pointed at two acupoints on Qing Feng's chest. Immediately, the Blood-Winged Medicine King stood up, and his left hand brushed against Li Qingfeng's back. His middle finger and index finger extended out at the same time, and he pointed at the five acupuncture points on Li Qingfeng's back, while his right thumb extended out and pressed down on the Baihui acupoint above his head.

At that moment, although the Blood Winged Medicinal King had pointed at a few acupuncture points on Li Qingfeng's chest and waist, he had done it in an instant, to the point where even Gongliang, who was standing at his side, could not see how he had attacked.

A martial artist traveling in the martial arts world and having the ability to point out acupoints was a method of self-defense as well as a way of dealing with enemies. For example, some people recognized the accuracy of the acupoints, and when they attacked, they would even hit a certain acupoint on the opponent's body. In just a few moments, they would be able to overcome the opponent. There were many disciples in large sword sects like the Karakorum Sword League who were training with hard weapons like the judge's pen. The judge's pen was short and bent, and it had a unique structure. It could be cut and stabbed, and could be twisted. When faced with long weapons, such as swords, spears, or sticks, one could not help but suffer a loss. Cultivating such a weapon would be a test of one's ability to identify and open their acupoints. If he was successful in his cultivation, he could take the opportunity to hit the enemy's acupuncture points and turn the tides when he was in close combat with him! The judge pen itself was a weapon used to punch through acupoints. Since he was eight years old, he had been studying martial arts under the Karakorum, and although he had trained in the way of the sword, his ability to recognize acupoints was not worse than that of his junior brothers. Otherwise, how could he sit firmly in his position as the top disciple of the Karakorum! But now, even he had not seen clearly how the Blood Winged Medicine King had made his move, it could be seen how unfathomably strong the Blood Winged Medicine King's acupuncture point was, his own medical skill was not just for show!

When the Blood Winged Medicine King pointed to a few of its acupoints, the originally limp Qing Feng unconsciously stood up. It was impossible to tell that he had been injured, especially when he had been seriously injured. Even Yun Wanli, who was well aware of the Blood Winged Medicine King's capabilities, could not help but be slightly surprised at this moment. Who would have thought that just these few acupuncture points could affect the entire upper body of a human body? In his heart, he felt even more respect for the Blood-Winged Medicine King. At the same time, he also understood that there was an 80% chance that Qing Feng could be saved!

Looking at the Blood Winged Medicine King, he did not notice the shocked expressions on Yun Wanli's and Gongye's faces. Right now, he was fully focused on the injured man in front of him. After finishing the acupuncture points, he pondered for a moment before returning to the chair and sat down. At the same time, his right hand pulled up Qing Feng's left hand. Qing Feng's left hand was holding Qing Shui's hand.

Yun Wanli and Sect Gonggong looked at each other and saw the anxiety and worry in each other's eyes. Yun Wanli lightly shook his head, indicating that his disciple did not need to worry too much, even though he himself was not much better off. The Blood-Winged Medicine King closed his eyes for more than two hours. Unknowingly, the sun had already set in the west, shining down onto the second floor of the building. The originally chilly wind stopped as time passed. Outside, there were only a few people in the bazaar. It seemed as if peace and tranquility had returned to the world once again.

"Brother Yun …" After the Blood Winged Medicine King closed his eyes for nearly four hours, he finally managed to make a rough diagnosis of Qing Feng's injuries. The Blood Winged Pill King continued: "Since you crippled him with a single palm strike, why did you send him to me? Could it be that he wants to test his old friend?! "

Yun Wanli originally stood in front of the window ledge and looked into the distance, thinking of his own matters. Unexpectedly, the blood winged medicine king had already finished his pulse. He quickly stepped forward and asked: "Brother Yao, what do you mean?" After he had finished speaking, without waiting for the Blood Winged Pill King to reply, he immediately went down to feed the horses. When he saw that the Blood Winged Pill King had already passed the pulse, he quickly walked forward and asked: "Mister Jin, is he busy?"

The Blood Winged Pill King did not even look at him and lazily said: "He's fine! But I suspect that something is wrong with your Master! " When he said that, Yun Wanli and Gongye's Master and disciple were stunned. The Gongfu Liang knew that there might be something going on between his master and the Bloodwing Medicine King, so he tactfully shut his mouth. Hearing this, his master Yun Wanli puzzledly asked: "Brother Yao, do you have to make it clear, what has happened to me?!"

The Blood Winged Pill King looked at Yun Wanli sideways and said: "All the tendons and bones in this person's body are broken, seven orifices bleeding. Although his body is still warm right now, it's all because of you and your nephew injecting their Qi into him, preventing him from dying immediately. Moreover, this person is also an experienced martial artist. His inner strength is already very strong. Furthermore, he is well versed in the art of Turtle Aura. This is why he was barely able to survive after that one palm strike. " He paused here, raised his head and looked at Yun Wanli, then looked at the door beside him that was solid and kind. He continued: "To be able to turn a person with strong inner force into such a state, his martial arts must be one of the top skills in the martial arts world, an elite amongst elites. Moreover, just relying on inner force was not enough. He could only break his meridians and definitely would not be able to break his bones to such an extent. Thinking about it from this point of view, this person was proficient in tortoise breath, so he should be a disciple of the Sunset Faction. And to be able to shake him into such a state, he must have been injured by your Karakorum's secret technique, "Flashing Willow". Therefore, besides you two, I can't think of anyone else in this world who can hurt you like this! My nephew is still young, although he is a talent, his skills are not good enough, and from this point onwards, I think that you, old friend, are the only one with possibility! "

When Yun Wanli and the sectmaster and disciple heard the Blood-Winged Medicine King's words, they were shocked: This Blood-Winged Medicine King was able to conclude such a thing through the remnants of its inner force and meridians, it is truly a rare sight! Yun Wanli sat down and said: "That is not true! Do you know who this person is? "

The Blood Winged Pill King did not expect Yun Wanli to actually ask such a question, and replied casually: "Of course I'm asking, this person is from the Sunset Faction!"

"That's right!" But who is he with the Sunset Faction? "

"En..." Judging from the strength of this person's inner force, he didn't seem like a nameless nobody. He must be an elder of the Sunset Faction or a pavilion master! Or a disciple who was released, a side branch of the Sunset Faction! "

"Neither!"

"None of them? Then, who is he? You can't possibly tell me that he is Sect Leader Li of the Sunset Faction! "

"Sect Leader Li can't be considered to be the same person."

"Oh? I know him, but I don't have the slightest impression of him! "

"Brother Yao, this person became famous thirty years ago. The person who was as famous as my unfilial Junior Martial Brother Long Sanming is him!"

"You … What did you say? He, he is Feng Yu? "

"That's right!" "He is Feng Jiu — Qing Feng!"

In the hall, Yun Wanli came and left with the Blood Winged Medicine King, answering the question extremely quickly. When Yun Wanli called out this person's name, the face of the Blood Winged Medicine King was already filled with shock. After a while, he asked, "Didn't he disappear for nearly thirty years?"

"Yes!" "He went missing along with my unfilial junior apprentice-brother, Long Sanming." Yun Wanli said this calmly, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him.

"Then... Then why did you hurt him?! "

"I'm not the one who hurt him! It's still my unfilial junior brother Long Sanming! "

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