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Chapter 912

Xuanyuan Mang looked at Chen Yang, but smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The little miracle doctor's medical skills are indeed good, but my cultivation level really cannot be restored!"

Chen Yang came to Xuanyuan Mang, looked at him, smiled calmly and said: "The old man is just poisoned. I will detoxify you and you will be fine."

After saying that, he took out the silver needle.

The maid next to him came over to look at Chen Yang and said cautiously: "Miracle doctor, the old gentleman has already said that he has turned into a vegetative state due to forced detoxification. Now he has finally recovered. This is not easy anymore, so don't risk it.

It’s risky!”

Chen Yang ignored the palace maid and just looked at Xuanyuan Mang.

Xuanyuan Mang hesitated for a moment, and then suddenly burst into laughter: "Since I have been asked to wake up, it means that God is not willing to accept me!

Also, I have a lot of things to do, and I also have to protect my good granddaughter. This eighth-level cultivation of the Martial Emperor is too much of a hindrance.

In addition, I have been lying down for so many years, but you were able to wake me up. I am convinced by your medical skills!

Come on, I'm willing to give it a try! I'm so old, what else do I have to be afraid of!"

Seeing the old man's generosity, Chen Yang nodded, smiled and said: "Old man, I will live up to your trust."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The next moment he raised his right hand, dozens of silver needles shot out and quickly penetrated into the old man's big hole. Then he covered the silver needles with his hands and channeled his internal energy.

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The internal force vibrated, and the tail of the silver needle kept vibrating, making bursts of buzzing sounds.

Xuanyuan Mang looked at Chen Yang applying acupuncture and suddenly exclaimed: "Smoke clouds blowing willow hands, Huiyang forty-nine needles, internal force controlling needles, any of these acupuncture techniques are the top techniques among acupuncture!

I have only seen these acupuncture techniques used by an old immortal. That time he brought a person who had been dead for a day back from the gate of hell.

I once wanted to find him to detoxify, but I didn't know where to go. I didn't expect to see you perform this kind of acupuncture today!

Little miracle doctor, I thought I thought highly enough of you, but now I realize that I still underestimated you, haha..."

Chen Yang had forced all the poison into his right arm, and Xuanyuan Mang's right arm had turned as black as ink. Chen Yang used a silver needle to prick his right index finger.

Suddenly a stream of black blood spurted out, and the smell was extremely fishy and disgusting.

After a few minutes, the color of the blood slowly turned red. Chen Yang sealed the acupuncture points to stop the bleeding. With a flick of his right hand, he put away the silver needle, looked at Xuanyuan Mang, smiled lightly and said: "Old man, if my guess is right, you see

It should be my master, Tianjizi!"

"Yes, everyone calls him the Immortal Tianjizi. Oh, I didn't expect you to be the apprentice of the old immortal. Now I am full of confidence in you to remove the poison from my body!"

"Okay, you can try it!" Chen Yang put away the silver needle and said with a smile.

Xuanyuan Mang nodded and tried to use his inner strength. The next moment, a majestic momentum spread, Xuanyuan Mang murmured: "Martial Emperor Ninth Level, Martial Emperor First Level, Second Level, Third Level, Fifth Level,

Level 6, haha, I am indeed fine, the poison in my body has really been eliminated, haha..."

After saying that, Huo Ran stood up, came to Chen Yang, laughed loudly and said: "Little miracle doctor, you not only woke me up, but also restored my cultivation. Xuanyuan Mang thanked you!"

After saying this, he bowed his head and bowed.

Zhou Qingwan, who was next to him, screamed and hurriedly came over to help Xuanyuan Mang and said hurriedly: "Grandpa, he is your grandson, how can he bear your bow? Get up quickly."

"Grandson?" Xuanyuan Mang's eyes were full of doubts.

Zhou Qingwan's pretty face turned red, and she said with some trepidation: "Grandpa is the one, oh, how can I tell you? Why don't you understand..."


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