Chapter 782

Zhang Xiaohua returned to the alchemy room. Everything was as usual. The elixir in the Eight Trigrams Purple Gold Furnace was still in the process of forming the pill. The process seemed to be going smoothly.

Zhang Xiaohua checked the furnace and took out a praying mat. She placed it in front of the furnace and sat down. She took out two primeval stones and began to do her homework for the day.

While Zhang Xiaohua was cultivating, a tall figure hidden in a cloak appeared behind Ou Yan's room like a ghost.

The black figure was extremely fast and landed without a sound. Even if it passed by right in front of someone's eyes, they might not be able to notice it.

The black figure stopped and looked left and right. It tilted its head and listened carefully. Then, it floated away and landed on the side of the roof. In the room, under the faint yellow light, Ou Yan was still sleeping. Although her face was thin and not as plump as before, under the light, her eyelashes were long and slender. Her skin was pale and pale. She was exactly the model of a sleeping beauty.

In front of Ou Yan's bed, a long-haired woman was lying on the edge of the bed. She had already fallen asleep due to exhaustion. Wasn't that Qiu Tong?

The black shadow stared at the room for a long time and listened carefully. Finally, he took out a black bottle that was half the size of the jade bottle. It was hard to tell what it was made of. He opened the bottle and muttered something in a low voice. It was unknown what he was muttering, but his muttering had a rhythm. It was as if he was singing. After a while, the black shadow extended his other hand from the cloak. It was slender and fair. He raised his five fingers and made some unknown movements. He pointed at the bottle. A wisp of faint black mist suddenly appeared from the bottle without the bottle stopper. As the black shadow pointed his finger at the room, the mist immediately scattered in four directions. Because it was separated into four parts, the mist became even thinner and was almost invisible to the naked eye.

If Zhang Xiaohua was beside it, she would definitely be vigilant. The movement of the black figure's fingers was actually 85% similar to the hand seals he made. However, there was no true qi coming from the fingers and no real hand seals were produced. Instead, it was the chanting that produced a slight fluctuation. It was the fluctuation and chanting that caused the black mist in the bottle to move.

When the four wisps of mist had gone to different places, the black shadow put the bottle back into its bosom. Then, it rose again and fell into the room like a leaf. Only the sound of the wind caused the lanterns to flicker slightly. When the black shadow steadied itself, it immediately pointed a few more times at Qiu Tong's major acupoints. It was the legendary Air Acupoint Sealing Technique.

After everything was done, the black figure slowly walked to Ou Yan's bed and sat on the edge of the bed..... She stretched her hand and placed it on Ou Yan's pulse.... after a moment, she seemed to have sensed something...... and. and a strong wind.. and hit........

"Eh?"

A somewhat aged and surprised voice sounded. It seemed that everything in front of him was inconceivable. He stretched out a slender finger and gently stroked Ou Yan's forehead. After a while, he said in a low voice, "What kind of acupoint sealing technique is this?

How come this old man has never seen it before? "

Therefore, the finger continued to point and changed a few different Acupuncture Point Techniques. Still, there was no effect. The black figure finally put a finger on Ou Yan's forehead. No one knew what he was thinking.

The whole room was very strange and strange …

After a long time, the black figure said to himself, "I was wondering why this Ou Yan had always been living an ignoble life. I underestimated the strength of the Misty School. I originally thought that it was just a declining gang and that it would be a piece of cake. Who knew that it would be such a big deal?"

"Heh heh, this Miss Ou is really lucky. She was going to die a few days ago, but she's still alive today. However, what can you do with this unique acupoint sealing technique?

You can only live for a few more days.

But, who is the one who sealed the Acupuncture Point Technique?

Is it the few doctors on Lingxiang Peak?

Which disciple of Misty Hall?

It's a pity that I can't find out! "

The black figure thought for a long time and laughed involuntarily, "Why would I think about him?

The Misty School is a big sect that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. It would be abnormal if it didn't have any secrets. Hehe, even if the Sect Leader Ou of the Misty School came back to life, what can he do to me?

It's just a simple Acupuncture Point Technique. "

After saying that, the finger left Ou Yan's forehead. He waved his hand and chanted again. The mist in the four corners of the room flew to his side. The black figure took out a bottle and was about to send the mist into it. However, his eyes fell on Ou Yan who was lying on the bed. He pointed his finger and a few invisible black spots in the mist instantly separated and went straight to Ou Yan's forehead. When the black spots disappeared, the black figure said to himself, "I want to see how long this unique Acupuncture Point Technique of yours can last!"

After saying that, he sent the mist into the bottle and his body went out of the window. When the person was about to leave, he moved his finger slightly and a few gusts of wind shot out and unsealed Qiu Tong's Acupuncture Point.

That black shadow disappeared into the darkness, and no one knew where it went. This black shadow was wearing a cloak, and from the beginning to the end, it did not reveal its face. Not to mention that it was late at night, and no one could see it. Even if they saw it, they would not know the identity of this person!

It was late at night and the few disciples of Lingxiang Peak were guarding Ou Yan's Mountain Villa. Not to mention that Zhang Xiaohua had escaped into the alchemy room above them, the black figure had entered the villa as if there was no one there. They had no idea what he did. It had to be said that this was a great mockery, a mockery to the inner disciples of the Fragrant Religion.

The sun rose from the east and the warm sunlight shone into the room, illuminating the window. Qiu Tong's tightly shut eyes moved slightly and she immediately woke up. She looked at the bright room and then looked at Ou Yan. She got up and closed the window, muttering to herself, "I remember to close the window well last night. How did the wind blow it open?"

She then extinguished the lights in the room and walked to the bed. She carefully tucked Ou Yan in, but when her eyes landed on Ou Yan's face again, her heart skipped a beat. She rubbed her eyes and took a closer look. Her face was filled with panic and bewilderment, "This … this … last night, Young Miss Shi's complexion was still slightly rosy. But now … in just one night, how did she become so … so pale?!

Could it be that the past few days … was it the final radiance of the setting sun? "

Qiu Tong had obviously lost her composure. Seeing Ou Yan in such a state, it was needless to say that her condition had worsened. How could she control her emotions?

Thinking about how her heart was filled with hope for the past few days, it was as if it had been doused with cold water. That hope immediately turned into tears and fell.

After crying for an unknown period of time, she heard a cry of surprise, "Big Sister Qiu Tong, you … what are you doing?

Could it be that … Young Miss is … "

Hearing that familiar voice, wasn't it Zhang Xiaohua who came every morning?

When Qiu Tong heard that voice, it was as if she had heard a heavenly voice. She turned around and cried out, "Xiaohua, Xiaohua, hurry and come take a look. Young Miss … her complexion is terrible!"

Hearing Qiu Tong say that Ou Yan's complexion was terrible, Zhang Xiaohua finally relaxed. He had already emerged from the ground and saw Qiu Tong crying. He thought that Ou Yan was already …

"Oh, Big Sister Qiu Tong, don't worry. As long as Young Miss is still breathing, I … I will definitely save her."

Qiu Tong's words were firm, but her tone was not firm. After all, Zhang Xiaohua was not some so-called divine doctor.

"You … hurry and come take a look." Qiu Tong tugged on Zhang Xiaohua's sleeve and dragged him to Ou Yan's bed.

Zhang Xiaohua did not dare to delay and immediately released his divine sense. Before he could observe anything, he immediately sensed that Ou Yan's vitality was fading faster than yesterday!

"Eh?

What's going on? "

Zhang Xiaohua was very surprised. Ou Yan's condition had been stable for the past few days. Even when he came yesterday, it was normal. Why would there be a sudden change today?

Following that, Zhang Xiaohua channeled his true energy into Ou Yan's meridians and circulated it. He then placed his finger on her pulse and listened carefully. He did not find any abnormalities.

"There are no changes to her body?

The acupuncture points on her head are also sealed. There shouldn't be any changes, right? "

Zhang Xiaohua could not figure it out. He had no choice but to use his divine sense to enter Ou Yan's Niwan Palace. Ou Yan's Niwan Palace was pitifully small. Zhang Xiaohua casually scanned it with his divine sense, but he did not find anything special. "This …" Zhang Xiaohua was a little troubled. He did not find the source of the illness and only used his true energy to seal Ou Yan's acupuncture points to prevent her vitality from fading. Now that her vitality was fading faster, he … did not know where to start!

"Xiaohua … Young Miss … How is she?" Qiu Tong looked at Zhang Xiaohua anxiously. She was her only savior.

Zhang Xiaohua was extremely embarrassed. He said embarrassedly, "Big Sister Qiu Tong, please wait for a moment. I will see if I can salvage the situation."

After he finished speaking, he activated his Genuine Qi and tapped a few more acupoints on Ou Yan's head to repair the acupoints that he had tapped previously. However, in his Divine Sense, the loss of vitality slowed down a little. The effect was not as obvious as when he tapped the acupoints earlier.

"This …" Zhang Xiaohua muttered in his heart. Needless to say, sealing the acupuncture points with his true energy was not very effective.

"How is she?" Qiu Tong quickly asked when she saw Zhang Xiaohua stop.

Zhang Xiaohua forced a smile and said, "Fortunately, Big Sister Qiu Tong, there is no big problem for now. Young Miss's face is pale. She has been sick for many days and her body is weak. Wait … wait a few more days. I will get the pill and consume it. She should be fine!"

"Is that so …" Qiu Tong was a little hesitant. "You … where did you get the pill?

Why … It has been so many days and you still haven't … "

"Miss … Miss's body is so weak, I don't know … if she can hold on … Can you … quickly bring the pill over?"

Zhang Xiaohua felt extremely helpless in his heart. If he was facing an enemy, he would have used all his means and thrown them all at the opponent. But … he just couldn't find the root of the illness. He could only watch as Ou Yan's life force slipped away. He had some magical powers, but he couldn't do anything about it!

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