The Strongest Magic Doctor in City

C605 Nine Needles of Vermilion Bird and Five Needles of Quenching



C605 Nine Needles of Vermilion Bird and Five Needles of Quenching

"Ah... What happened to me?" The patient panicked.    

    

Lee Yifann smiled calmly and said, "Don't panic. This is the dirty stuff in your body. You can only get better if you get rid of it."    

    

"Oh." The patient finally felt relieved. Soon, he found that his hands and feet had strength. He could even raise his hands and move his legs freely. He exclaimed in surprise, "My legs seem to be much more convenient!"    

    

"Of course," Lee Yifann said with a smile.    

    

At that moment, Jin Enming's pale face did not have a trace of blood. His whole body was on the verge of collapse. He gritted his teeth and said unwillingly, "That's impossible. What kind of demonic technique did you use?"    

    

"Demonic technique?" Lee Yifann's expression turned cold. "Then why don't you use a demonic technique to make him feel better?"    

    

Jin Enming choked and was speechless. He almost shouted hysterically, "He is not well yet!"    

    

"A guy who doesn't want to give up. He won't shed tears until he sees the coffin!" Lee Yifann realized that these people from the South Korea were narrow-minded and arrogant, but they could not afford to lose. When they had the upper hand, they were so proud that their tails could be raised to the sky. When they were about to lose, they weren't stubborn and stubborn. He would either think of ways to go back on his word or vilify his opponent.    

    

After all, barbarians were barbarians.    

    

At this moment, Hee Loongyan couldn't help but ask, "Yifann, that needle technique of yours, could it be the legendary Nine Needles of the Vermilion Bird?"    

    

"That's right!" Lee Yifann wasn't surprised that someone could recognize it, because the characteristics of the Nine Needles of the Vermilion Bird were extremely obvious. Anyone who had some understanding of ancient books would be able to recognize it.    

    

Before Hee Loongyan could say anything, some of the doctors at the scene couldn't help but start discussing.    

    

"How is this possible? The Nine Needles of Vermilion Bird has been lost for so many years!"    

    

"The needle technique that was lost hundreds of years ago, there is actually someone who knows it? I don't believe it!"    

    

"It should be that they are mistaken, right?"    

    

Most of the TCM doctors were skeptical, and no one chose to believe it. After all, the reappearance of a long-lost needle technique had a huge impact on the world.    

    

Hearing everyone's doubts, Lee Yifann smiled and said, "I know many people don't dare to believe it, and I am too lazy to refute it. It's true and false. But I want to say something else. When this person was acupuncture just now, did anyone notice that his acupuncture technique is somewhat similar to the Vermilion Bird Nine Needles?"    

    

Everyone was stunned for a moment. Then, many people suddenly reacted, as if they had seen Jin Enming's acupuncture technique just now. It was indeed somewhat similar to the Vermilion Bird Nine Needles.    

    

"I'm not afraid to tell everyone that his crude acupuncture technique originated from the Vermilion Bird Nine Needles!" Lee Yifann's words were shocking.    

    

The crowd was in an uproar. Jin Enming immediately flew into a rage, "Bastard! Don't speak nonsense! My Five Needles of Quenching is my family's Acupuncture Arts. How could it be from your bullshit Nine Needles of the Vermilion Bird?! Don't try to mislead the crowd!"    

    

His words immediately attracted the agreement of the South Korea's audience.    

    

Lee Yifann crossed his arms and looked at him with a smile that was not a smile. "Five Needles of Quenching? So that's the name of your inferior needle technique. As expected, he could only come up with this kind of name that could not be put on the table. Your first needle, Acupoint Penetration, originally didn't have the Nine Needles of the Vermilion Bird. The Vermilion Bird Nine Needles emphasized the need to be inserted at the same time, which was extremely demanding on the person who performed the needle. The person who had previously learned the Nine Needles of the Vermilion Bird clearly didn't have the ability to perform the Nine Needles at the same time. After the treatment, the needle will be pierced through. "    

    

"Starting from the second needle, the Combination Point, the Upper Vitality Channel, three paths, adjust Vitality. The acupuncture points will force poison and replenish insufficient Vitality... It is very similar to the first to the third needle of the Vermilion Bird Nine Needles, which is very similar to the first to the third needle of the Vermilion Bird Nine Needles. However, that person's standard is too poor, he only learned a rough idea. He didn't even learn the essence."    

    

Although laymen couldn't understand each word, the TCM doctors present weren't fools. They thought about it carefully and knew that every word Lee Yifann said was true. There was no falsehood at all.    

    

Jin Enming was completely stunned, "You..."    

    

Lee Yifann looked at this fellow with a fake smile. He admitted that he had deliberately chosen the Nine Needles of Vermilion Bird. In fact, he had other better Acupuncture Arts, and the healing effect would be better than the Nine Needles of Vermilion Bird. However, he still chose the Nine Needles of Vermilion Bird on purpose, so that he could knock Jin Enming down to the ground.    

    

"You are lying. This is my family technique, you..." Jin Enming was struggling with his last breath.    

    

Lee Yifann slowly interrupted him, "It is very simple, because the five needles of quenching were originally from the Nine Needles of the Vermilion Bird. It was the acupuncture technique that your South Korea's ancestors came to Huaxia to learn! However, his ability is not at his level, he only learned the basics! "    

    

As soon as these words came out, the South Korea audience was incomparably furious.    

    

"Nonsense! You said that the people from the South Korea are from the South Korea?"    

    

"I also said that you have learnt the Nine Needles of Vermilion Bird from the South Korea!"    

    

"That's right! Physician Jin Enming, speak quickly and fight back!"    

    

No matter what, they couldn't accept that the things of South Korea were said to be for learning from others.    

    

Lee Yifann turned his head and sighed as he shook his head," What a pity. What right does a group of slaves with three surnames have to talk nonsense here? Don't you know what kind of conduct your ancestors have? It seems like the entire universe really belongs to your South Korea. "    

    

These words were no different from a direct provocation. The South Korea's audience naturally couldn't accept it, and all of them exploded with anger.    

    

The Huaxia audience was the complete opposite. Each and every one of them felt extremely satisfied in their hearts, and their impression of Lee Yifann increased by several folds. This was because he had spoken out their thoughts!    

    

In the face of the South Korea audience that was stomping on the ground, the Huaxia audience didn't say a word and directly went against him. Both sides immediately started quarreling, and the scene went out of control, causing a huge commotion.    

    

Jin Enming, who was in the middle of the vortex, stood there blankly, as if he had been struck by lightning.    

    

Actually, when he had just learned the Five Needles of Quenching, his master had said that this needle technique originated from an even more profound Acupuncture Arts. However, the Acupuncture Arts was shaped like a vermilion bird, and it was fiery red like a fierce bird. It had long been lost in the annals of history.    

    

All of the memories in his mind had been hooked up, and only the words of his master remained in his mind.    

    

The scene was extremely chaotic. At this moment, Mo Lingyan suddenly pointed at the patient and shouted, "Look! Quickly! The patient seems to have recovered!"    

    

Lee Yifann walked to the side of the patient and did a brief examination. He ordered the host beside him, "Bring a basin of water."    

    

"Okay!"    

    

Two minutes later, a basin of warm water was brought over. Lee Yifann said to the patient, "Wash the dirt on your face, then stand up and walk two steps."    

    

"No, once I walk, my legs will feel as uncomfortable as needles!" The patient shook his head.    

    

"You're already cured! Can't you feel the numbness in your legs? " Lee Yifann stared at him.    

    

The patient was stunned. He sat in the wheelchair and lifted one of his legs. He twisted it a few times, and his face revealed a look of ecstasy. "My leg doesn't seem to hurt at all."    

    

"Get off the wheelchair and stand up!" Lee Yifann's voice carried an indisputable tone of command.    

    

The patient tried to reach out his feet. The tip of his feet touched the ground, and he put his hands on the edge of the wheelchair. He stood up and carefully took two steps forward. He found that it did not hurt at all. He couldn't help but be overjoyed. He took a few steps back and forth on the spot.    

    

"My, my feet don't hurt anymore! It doesn't hurt at all!"    

    


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