Gu Fenghua knew that Chen Wanqiao had good intentions, and nodded his thanks with a smile, but he didn't explain, but took out a row of gold needles directly.
"Okay, okay, it's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. Today I really want to learn more and see how you healed him." Sun Yude lost all face today, and of course he hoped that someone would be as embarrassed as him. With his throat pulled, he said in a strange way.
"Wu Se, I'm afraid I will have to work hard on you for a while. He is restless. If the altar is difficult to guard later, there is a danger of the holy energy going backwards." Gu Fenghua didn't bother to pay attention to him, and turned to Ye Wuse and said.
"Well, I see, don't worry." Ye Wuse nodded.
His Prajna Heart Sutra has a miraculous effect on Ning Xin's soul guarding. Gu Fenghua said he would work hard on him, of course that's what he was talking about.
"Sect Master Chen, no matter what happens in a while, you must not make a move, just leave everything to us. I assure you, the injury of the disciple will be cured." Gu Fenghua said to Chen Wanqiao again.
"I'll listen to you." Chen Wanqiao was a little worried at first, but seeing Gu Fenghua speak so confidently, he nodded solemnly.
Anyway, Shen Luoyun was injured like this, and they were helpless. Although Sun Yude's medical ethics were corrupt, it seemed that there was really nothing he could do. Just treat him like a dead horse.
Only then did Gu Fenghua hold his breath and calm down, and the golden needle in his hand stabbed out slowly.
Compared with Sun Yude's proud thirteen stitches at the ghost gate, Gu Fenghua's stitches are not only slower, but also so bland that there is not even a trace of light emerging, but it brings a very strange feeling. The aesthetic feeling is as if the avenue is simple and natural.
Although the golden needle slowly pierced Shen Luoyun's eyebrows, Chen Wanqiao and others had an illusion that time stopped at this moment, and the whole world was integrated into this needle, and their emotions were also integrated into it. In this needle. In the vagueness, I can feel the wonderful artistic conception of the sacred heart of heaven and man, which makes people fascinated.
Finally, the thin needle tip pierced Shen Luoyun's eyebrows. "Om" the golden needle trembled violently, and an annoying buzzing sound rang in the ears.
"Ah" Shen Luoyun let out a heart-piercing scream, which was filled with fear, his eyes were bloodshot, his face was distorted, and even his whole body was curled up into a ball, constantly convulsing and twitching.
"Luoyun!" Chen Wanqiao and the others were astonished when they saw it as if they had just woken up from a dream. The elders subconsciously wanted to restrain Shen Luoyun and stop Gu Fenghua at the same time, but Chen Wanqiao remembered Gu Fenghua's previous instructions and stepped forward to stop them.
Seeing his disciple's miserable state, he was actually in the worst mood, and his heart was like a knife, but since he chose to trust Gu Fenghua, he should be steadfast. As the master of a sect, he still has such courage.
Of course, Gu Fenghua could see the pain and worry in Chen Wanqiao's heart. Seeing that he still trusted himself so unreservedly, he couldn't help but be a little moved. He nodded slightly to him, and then looked solemn, injecting holy energy and spiritual thoughts into the golden needle at the same time. among.
Suddenly, a cloud of black mist gushed out from between Shen Luoyun's brows, churning and changing, forming a phantom of a beast! In the hearts and minds of the crowd, beast roars full of violence and killing intentions sounded. Not to mention Han Yangshu, Chang Yingrong and others, even Chen Wanqiao and other experts in the Heavenly Sacred Realm felt trembling! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com