C247 Remodeling of meridian

It was already deep into the night, and the current Linhai was in a state of harmony.

Inside the Linhai, Old Man Xue Qingming was not able to fall asleep. At this moment, Old Xue was seated in his courtyard hesitantly, occasionally letting out a long sigh.

At the moment, Xue Qingming who rarely drank wine was on the stone bench warming a jug, drinking by himself under the moonlight. His bitter brow seemed to be filled with endless thoughts.

After an unknown amount of time, a figure wearing pajamas charmingly walked out from the entrance. Under the moonlight, the scattered long hair looked pitch-black and translucent. After staring blankly for a long time with his loose and sleepy eyes, he then slowly walked forward and behind Xue Qingming.

"Grandfather, what time is it? Why aren't you resting?" Xue Ningshuang said with a reproach.

Xue Qingming forced out a smile, then coughed to cover his embarrassment: "Ning Shuang, you should go rest first. Grandfather won't be able to fall asleep, come out and sit!"

Xue Ningshuang replied, seeing that the old man was in a bad mood, she did not speak further, but sat beside Xue Qingming, quietly accompanying the old man. It was just like how the old man would tell him stories and coax him to sleep at night when she was still a child.

Xue Qingming glanced at his obedient granddaughter and laughed.

Raising the wine cup by his side, Xue Qingming finished it in one gulp. The burning sensation couldn't help but burn Xue Qingming's throat.

"Grandfather, drink less. Drinking is bad for your health!" Xue Ningshuang reminded him in a petty manner, but she did not snatch the wine cup from Xue Qingming's hands.

Xue Qingming laughed bitterly for a while, and then became silent. After a long while, Xue Qingming raised his head to look at Hao Yue who was still in the air, and asked: "Ning Shuang, do you think grandfather is a qualified doctor?"

Xue Ningshuang was startled, and puzzled for a long time.

In Xue Ningshuang's memories, Xue Qingming had always considered himself to be a genius doctor. Xue Ningshuang never thought that her grandfather, who was so conceited, would actually doubt him one day.

With a mischievous smile, Xue Ningshuang hurriedly asked: "Grandfather, what's wrong with you today? Why did you suddenly become so sentimental?" Pausing, Xue Ningshuang continued: "Of course you are a doctor, and a divine doctor at that. Even if you don't have a thousand people, you should at least have eight hundred! "

Xue Qingming laughed bitterly, "That's right. Grandfather has saved countless lives. But Frost, your grandfather can only heal their physical ailments, but not their internal injuries. " As he said that, Xue Qingming self-deprecated, "Godly Doctor, Godly Doctor, even Godly Doctor can't save someone who seeks death wholeheartedly!"

It was obvious that Xue Qingming was still brooding over Yang Jun's matter. From the perspective of a doctor, Xue Qingming using the divine needles on Yang Jun was undoubtedly asking for his life, but since there was nothing Xue Qingming could do about his request, he could only watch as Yang Jun went to his death. This dilemma made Xue Qingming feel extremely uncomfortable. It was as if Xue Qingming had already felt that his actions today had deviated from the path of a doctor, which was why he raised such a question.

Of course, Xue Ningshuang did not have such complicated feelings.

Although she did not understand, Xue Ningshuang was still quietly accompanying her grandfather. It was as if this was the only thing she could do at the moment.

"Sigh!" Sighing again, Xue Qingming poured himself a cup of wine.

However, just as Xue Qingming was raising his cup, the old man's eyes lit up. He glanced at the high wall of his house not far away, raised his dantian, and roared out with true energy: "Which master is visiting my Xue’s Mansion in the middle of the night? Please show yourself!"

Xue Qingming's shout startled Xue Ningshuang. Only then did Xue Ningshuang come back to her senses, and she thought to herself: So grandfather was waiting for someone this late?

When he mentioned the others, Xue Ningshuang's heart immediately trembled. After all, the impression Gui Shou left on him a few days ago was just too deep. What if another enemy appeared tonight? He wasn't always so lucky to have Ye Qian to help him.

Naturally, when she thought of Ye Qian, Xue Ningshuang's beautiful face flushed red, followed by a burst of anger. She chided in her heart: What is that damned scoundrel doing over the past few days?

Just as Xue Ningshuang was thinking about spring, old man Xue Qingming activated her Qi and looked as if he was about to face a great enemy.

In the darkness, two figures flew past the high door of the Xue’s Mansion and landed straight in the middle of the Xue Family courtyard.

Old Man Xue Qingming hurriedly leaped in front of the two of them and struck out with his palm.

However, Xue Qingming's slap was easily blocked by the person who arrived, followed by a familiar laugh: "Old Xue, don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand. It's me, it's me!"

Xue Qingming was stunned for a moment. Then, he used the moonlight to see the person's appearance. That tall and slender figure, that handsome face, and those mischievous eyes … if it wasn't Ye Qian, who else could it be?

Just as Xue Qingming was about to greet Ye Qian, he heard a burst of teasing laughter by the side: "Ye Qian, you brat, I told you to knock on the door, to knock on the door. You're not going to listen, you're not going to go along the main road, instead, you want to jump over the wall and come in.

Hearing Ye Qian's voice, Old Xue was surprised for a moment, but hearing this familiar voice, Old Xue was simply excited to the point of being unable to control himself.

Turning his head back to look at the youngster beside Ye Qian, Xue Qingming excitedly hugged onto his arms. "Jun Zi, Jun Zi, you're fine, great, great!"

Yang Jun looked at the Old Xue and let out a shallow smile. That smile contained too many meanings, such as gratitude, excitement, and joy at surviving a calamity.

With one hand pulling Ye Qian and the other pulling Yang Jun, all of the negative emotions that Old Man Xue Qingming had just displayed were swept away, and he asked while chuckling: "Jun Zi, Little Friend Ye, how did the two of you end up together?"

Ye Qian laughed: "Old Xue, this matter has become a long story..."

Initially, Ye Qian had even wanted to sit down and ask for a cup of tea to talk slowly, but before he could finish speaking, he heard a soft and cold voice say, "Long story short!"

Ye Qian felt a burst of awkwardness, helplessly, he looked towards Xue Qingming.

Xue Qingming immediately berated her: "Ning Shuang, how can you speak? Little Friend Ye is always the guest, how can you be so rude?"

Xue Ningshuang rolled her eyes at Ye Qian, but the little girl's gaze was still fixated on the girl in Ye Qian's embrace.

Originally, when Xue Ningshuang heard that Ye Qian had come to the depths of her heart, for some reason, she was happy. Right when she was about to return to her room to change her clothes and come out to see Ye Qian, he didn't expect that it wasn't just Ye Qian who came this time. Facing towards Ye Qian, he became even more impolite.

Her granddaughter was also thinking about how she could deceive an old cunning fox like Xue Qingming. She also looked at the girl in Ye Qian's embrace solemnly, but Xue Qingming did not ask her any questions, he only gave her a mischievous smile.

However, it was Yang Jun who was indifferent to this Little Girl's thoughts. He glanced towards Xue Ningshuang, and then said happily: "Oh, little girl Ning Shuang, look at the expression on your face that's like a keg of gunpowder, just who is the one that's making you unhappy. Say it out loud, this Juno will help you vent your anger."

Xue Ningshuang muttered as she pointed at Ye Qian without any trace of politeness: "Juno, it's precisely this big bad guy that has angered me. Help me teach him a lesson! I get annoyed just by looking at him! "

Yang Jun's face turned bitter, and said helplessly: "About that, about that, little girl Ning Shuang, I, your Juno can't beat that abnormal guy, so please spare me!"

Xue Ningshuang's red lips moved even higher as she grunted unhappily.

However, Xue Ningshuang said that she hated Ye Qian. However, ever since Ye Qian had arrived, her pair of large watery eyes never left Ye Qian's body. Similarly, she did not have any intention of leaving, and even leaned closer to him.

Xue Qingming squinted his eyes and laughed, his granddaughter's eyes and little movements naturally could not escape Xue Qingming's eyes.

However, the current Xue Qingming had more important things to do, the older ones would be old enough, but he still had a clear understanding of who was more important and who was less important.

Regardless of what the little girl was thinking, Xue Qingming immediately grabbed onto Yang Jun's arm and quietly placed his fingers on Yang Jun's pulse.

"It's okay, it's okay Jun Zi, although you used too much energy tonight, but you did not suffer any serious internal injuries. "Later, I will cast the formation and remove the divine needle in your body. In the future, there won't be any side effects from recuperation. It's just that …"

Xue Qingming sighed and continued: "But I am afraid that you cannot keep your cultivation anymore!"

Yang Jun did not feel the least bit of regret, and said straightforwardly: "I was originally a person who deserved to die, to be able to keep my life is already a blessing from the heavens. As for those who do not have a cultivation base, it is not something that I can force myself to do! "

Xue Qingming silently nodded his head, then turned his gaze towards Ye Qian, and seemed to say with great reverence: "Oh right, Little Friend Ye, your medical skills are superb, I wonder about the injuries on Jun Zi's body …"

It was as if Xue Qingming still refused to give up and wanted to find hope on Ye Qian. After all, Xue Qingming had already made up his mind when he first released the God Needle Eight Extinction skill. If it was the last resort, he could only ask Ye Qian to take action and protect Yang Jun's life. Now that it was settled, Xue Qingming did not expect Yang Jun and Yang Jun to actually know each other, so this matter was even easier to settle.

The purple-robed Taoist s of the Innate Stage were extremely courteous to Ye Qian, and at this moment, even the genius doctor Xue Qingming respected and praised Ye Qian greatly, saying that he was an expert in the arts of medicine. At this moment, Yang Jun was even more curious, what kind of mysterious figure was this Ye Qian.

Under Xue Qingming's anticipation, Ye Qian smacked his lips and pretended to be an expert as he said: "Old Xue, as long as you can remove the Medicine Valley's Divine Needle Eight Extract, leave the rest to me. Even though Juno has an old illness, it isn't to the extent of losing one's cultivation! "

"What?" Hearing Ye Qian's words, Xue Qingming's face was filled with horror: "Little friend, do you really think that you have a way to protect Jun Zi's cultivation?"

Yang Jun wasn't surprised, after all, he could guess a thing or two from listening to the conversation between purple-robed Taoist and Ye Qian through the Shouyang Mountain. Ye Qian had boasted at the police station that he could cure his old injuries. If he didn't have that kind of ability, then the Purple Gold Pill that he got would be useless.

Ye Qiansa smiled and said: "Of course there is a way, but whether it succeeds or fails, we have to try. Of course, the worst result is that my cultivation would disappear!"

Xue Qingming thought for a moment, nodded his head, and continued to ask: "Little friend, it's not that this old man does not trust little friend's methods, but for the sake of caution, this old man still wants to ask, does little friend have an appropriate treatment method?"

Ye Qian nodded and said, "Of course. The most important thing for Juno was his old injuries. His spine was injured, and all the meridians in his body were blocked. Right now, there is only one way to help him recover his cultivation, and that is to reconstruct his meridians! "

"What?" To reconstruct one's meridians? " Xue Qingming opened his eyes wide, looking at Ye Qian as if he was looking at an alien.