567: Chapter 102 Doctor_2 567: Chapter 102 Doctor_2 Chu Guo subconsciously shook his head: “You should take it back.”
This is an Array Talisman from Fan Yin Temple, a treasure for Cultivators.
How could common folks like us be qualified to use it?
Besides…
The talisman paper had merely aged with time, turning slightly yellow, with its corners still intact and quite flat.
The great monk must have hidden this set of talisman papers for many years, reluctant to use them.
Upon hearing this.
Fa Cheng couldn’t help but let out a silent chuckle.
He made another hand gesture and looked towards Xie Zhen.
“Accept it.”
Xie Xuanyi said calmly: “It’s the thought that counts.
These talisman papers are of no use to him…
If they are meant for saving lives, they should be used for that very purpose.”
Fa Cheng let out a silent and content sigh, bowed once more to Xie Xuanyi, and left quietly.
Xie Xuanyi accompanied Chu Guo as they brought Zheng Fengsheng back to his place.
The talisman paper was lit.
The faint light illuminated the thatched cottage.
The old man lying on the bed was completely delirious, unable to utter a single word, just silently clutching the hand of the young man beside him.
“The situation is very bad.”
Xie Xuanyi said calmly: “You should be able to ‘discern’ that Mr.
Zheng’s meridians have begun to shatter.”
“…Yes.”
Chu Guo remained silent, merely feeling the strength coming from Mr.
Zheng’s palm with a sense of somberness.
The rebuke at the old site of Yuan Guang Temple earlier.
Was just to reassure the onlookers.
The moment Chu Guo diagnosed the pulse, his heart chilled.
Shattered meridians.
How could one treat such a condition?
“Overnight toil is just a superficial sign.”
Xie Xuanyi wheeled his chair forward to the elderly man, took another look, then withdrew his gaze.
He looked at Chu Guo and slowly said: “You were right about one thing, chronic illnesses often hide the deepest…
Zheng Fengsheng’s meridians showed signs of rupture long ago, and even with rest during this period, he couldn’t escape this great disaster.
Ever since he took that stab in Pingzhi City…
his fate was thus altered.”
If not mistaken.
The robber wielding the knife at that time must have poisoned the blade.
Not a fierce poison.
But more terrifying than a fierce poison.
If it were a heart-wrenching, gut-splitting poison, they would have realized it at the moment of leg amputation, and with Zheng Fengsheng and Chu Guo’s level of medical skills, enduring the excruciating pain, they would have sawed off even more of the thigh to preserve this life.
Regrettably…
the poison coated on that blade was painless, imperceptible, unfelt.
Slowly infiltrating the meridians.
Slowly corroding the flesh and blood.
Zheng Fengsheng was after all not a Cultivator, unable to use Primordial Power for introspection, nor able to detect the invasion of these toxins.
Now, it’s too late.
“No…”
Chu Guo’s face turned deathly pale; he couldn’t accept this truth.
Mr.
Zheng becoming like this was all because of himself!
If it were not for him…
Mr.
Zheng would not have intercepted that blow…
“There must be a way…”
Chu Guo murmured, his eyes scanning around.
He suddenly looked towards Xie Zhen, his eyes filled with pleading and hope.
“You have a way, right?”
During these days, Xie Zhen had exhibited incredible “healing Divine Skills,” and whenever Xie Zhen reached out to take someone’s pulse, no matter the ailment, it would immediately improve—
“…”
This question plunged Xie Xuanyi into silence.
If he had met Zheng Fengsheng right after the amputation on the day of chaos in Pingzhi City.
Perhaps, there would still have been time to save his life.
But now, it’s all too late.
Ever since their meeting, everything was already beyond reach.
During this time, the poison had slowly spread, diluted, and finally merged into the bloodstream…
The moment Xie Xuanyi first saw Zheng Fengsheng and probed with Divine Thought, all he saw was withered Qi and blood.
He hadn’t even considered the possibility of “Poisoned” effects.
Now that the stump of the amputation has healed over, how could he treat it?
There was simply no way to begin!
“I’m sorry.”
After a moment of silence, Xie Xuanyi spoke with regret: “Life, aging, sickness, and death are the unyielding laws of nature.
With my current level and cultivation, I really can’t think of a way to save him.”
That statement.
Was like a thunderbolt from the blue.
Chu Guo sat dumbfounded in front of the bed, his vitality as if drained from him.
“However…”
Xie Xuanyi thought for a moment, but eventually said: “Perhaps I can try to make him more comfortable.”
“Try…”
“Let’s give it a try…”
Chu Guo murmured softly, his entire being seemed but an empty shell.
He remained in a daze for a moment.
In the dim eyes of the lad, suddenly, a glint of sharpness flashed through.
He turned around, and without any warning, knelt down in front of Xie Xuanyi, beginning to kowtow before the wheelchair.
“Clang!”
With just one gesture, Xie Xuanyi used his Primordial Energy to support the young man.
He furrowed his brows: “What are you doing?”
“I regret…”
The young man raised his head, blood streaming from his forehead.
Though he had managed to kowtow only once, with such force, blood quickly covered his face.
Chu Guo’s voice was hoarse, as if crying blood: “If only I had met you earlier, I would like to learn swordsmanship, I don’t want to see what happened in Pingzhi City happen again…
Please, Mr.
Xie, save Elder Zheng, please save him, and afterward, you can send me anywhere!
I will never return to Pingzhi City nor to Qian State, I will follow you to Chu Country!”
“…”
Xie Xuanyi did not wish to see such a scene.
He slowly reached out his hand, wiping the blood streaming from the forehead of the youth.
“From now on, do not kneel.”
Xie Xuanyi said softly: “In this world, there is nothing that should make you kneel.”
“As long as you can save Elder Zheng, I am willing to kneel…”
Chu Guo gave a mournful smile, utterly indifferent to Xie Xuanyi’s words.
Dignity?
In his eyes, it was not important at all.
Xie Xuanyi could but sigh, “I’ll do my best.”
After speaking, a stream of warm, gentle light was infused into the young man’s forehead.
“…This?”
Chu Guo was stunned once again.
This was his first encounter with the power of the “Principle of Life.”
The young man instinctively stretched out his palm, wiping his cheek, where it seemed as though blood had covered his entire face, but now was easily wiped away, with wounds scabbing over and healing within a few breaths.
Is this a miracle?
Is this the Divine Skill of a Cultivator…
Such phenomena simply cannot be explained by the medicinal and healing techniques of the mundane world.
“Next, I need to be alone with him for a while.”
Xie Xuanyi lowered his eyelids, pondered for a long time, and finally made a decision.
He decided to take a chance.
To try, if possible, to bring Zheng Fengsheng back to life.
In this process…
It may inevitably involve the “Undying Spring.”
This scene, must not be witnessed by anyone.
“…Okay.”
Chu Guo took a deep breath, looking at the dried blood on his palm, hope rekindled in his dull eyes as he quickly left the thatched cottage, closing the door behind Xie Zhen.
“How is it?”
Deng Baiyi and Mi Yun, waiting outside, came forward to ask upon seeing this scene.
“It’s not clear yet.”
Chu Guo shook his head, his voice tense: “Mr.
Xiao Xie…
is making his move to save Elder Zheng.
Let’s hope all goes well.”
…
…
Inside the thatched cottage, the light flickered dimly.
Xie Xuanyi’s two fingers gently swept across, sending a series of talismans soaring out, these pieces of talisman paper suspending throughout the interior of the cottage.
He knew.
There were no Cultivators in this Taoyuan.
Yet still, one must act with extra caution.
The house of Zheng Fengsheng was swiftly surrounded by a large talisman formation that concealed its Qi, and only with the protection of this formation did Xie Xuanyi dare to go all out.
“Principle of Life…”
Xie Xuanyi pushed the wheelchair, coming before the elderly man.
A wisp of pure white luminescence ignited at his brow, and with this light’s appearance, the whole dim cottage was brightened as if it were daytime.
“Rustle.”
At this moment, the sound of wind stirring paper echoed within the cottage.
The talisman paper left by Fa Cheng moved on its own without wind, gently swaying; the array inscriptions left behind by Yuan Guang Temple were indeed of good quality.
Xie Xuanyi felt a familiar presence within the talisman paper.
This was the remnant of the very subtle “Principle of Life”…
Perhaps these talismans had once been through the hands of the Zen Master, receiving the blessing of unimaginable power, and thus after so many years, the talisman paper still retained formidable healing abilities.
However.
Compared to the Principle of Xie Xuanyi, these talismans seemed weak.
The next moment, strands of vitality transformed into gleams of light, settling upon the visage of Zheng Fengsheng.
The radiance of the talisman formation from Yuan Guang Temple was overshadowed by the glow in Xie Xuanyi’s palm.
This was the “Principle of Life” condensed to ninety percent, only one step short of fully forming the Tao Realm.