Chapter 662 The Lost Transformation Palm

The little girl and her ancestors sat on the Arhat bed. The head of the Ji family and the elders of the clan also took their seats one by one. Wei Mian and Ji Xingle went to the side room to bring water shells. The Ji family brewed tea themselves, and Wei Mianli personally made tea for the young guests in front of the Arhat, and then served kiwi fruit.

Le Yun drinks tea before and after meals. Her stomach can’t hold it anymore, so she has to drink tea. She drinks two cups of tea in a row and only drinks a little bit of the third cup, so she can chat. Only then did I have a reason not to fill my stomach with water.

Ancestor Ji asked about the little girl’s elders in the family, and then asked about whether the journey to Qindi went smoothly, and whether there were any acclimatization, dietary problems, etc. after arriving at Ji’s house. He also asked about the little girl’s two things. How do you feel about my friend? I would like to thank the little girl for taking the time to detour to Luqi County and so on during her busy schedule.

Speaking of detouring to Ji’s house, Wei Mian finally brought the topic to the point. Wei Mian respectfully asked the little girl to get a safe pulse for the ancestors of the family.

Le Yun smiled: "I felt the old man's pulse before. The hidden trouble on the old man's left shoulder and back is not removed, and the pain will not be relieved. Even if he takes honeysuckle and chrysanthemum tea and mung bean porridge regularly, his pain will not be relieved. It can detoxify to a certain extent and relieve some pain, but it cannot cure it."

The two generations of Ji family heads and elders of the clan did not reveal the shock in their hearts, but they could not help but suddenly sit up straight and listen attentively.

Ji Xingle’s eyes fell on the little girl. In addition to surprise, there was also deep amazement in his eyes. The little girl could tell where his brother’s secret injury was just by feeling his pulse. Medical talent was no longer reserved for geniuses, but It is a gift that can only be possessed by an astonishing prodigy who can shake the world and weep like ghosts and gods.

The most shocked person was Wei Mian. At this moment, he no longer knew how to describe his mood. The little girl not only knew where the ancestor was secretly injured, but also knew what the ancestor was eating and drinking. How was she diagnosed?

Ji Xingye’s brows moved slightly, and he sighed softly: “Sure enough, this is an amazing doctor. The old injury of the little old man for many years cannot be hidden from your eyes. I think there is hardly any disease in this world that can cure it. Escape from the clutches of the little girl."

"You are always exaggerating. I am not omnipotent." Le Yun shook her head: "There are too many injuries and poisons that have lasted for more than twenty years. If it is more than fifty years old, I will be able to diagnose it at the first time in the future. If it is more than a hundred years ago, it is hard to say. If it happens to be beyond the scope of my knowledge, it can only be explained as a mysterious incident."

"Little girl, what do you think of this hidden injury of the little old man?"

"Your old injury is on your back. Judging from the extent of the injury, it should be a palm injury. The slap goes from left to right, half way. The palm is on the shoulder blade. It is a bit old. It is estimated to be more than 25 years or less than 30 years."

"..." The little girl revealed the precise location of the ancestor's hidden injury. The head of the Ji family I almost stood up, but my body moved slightly and then became upright.Sit down and listen attentively with the clan elders.

Wei Mian looked at the little girl in shock: "Can you diagnose the pulse?"

"Yes," Le Yun nodded calmly without pride. : "People or things are alive, and so are the bones, flesh, pores, etc. of the whole body. They have their own uniqueness. Damage to each place will have different reactions. Subtle changes can be captured when diagnosing the pulse. Depending on their differences, The changes in the injury can determine where the injury is."

"The little girl is worthy of the title of little miracle doctor. My child has stabilized the injury for me for several years, but there is nothing that can be done about it," Ji Xingye did not care about himself He pointed at the junior to one side with great interest: "The kid next to me is the one who is responsible for my health. Do you think this kid in my family has any medical skills?"

Seeing the old man say Wei Mian is a "little child", Ji family leader and others have calm faces. They are all children in front of their ancestors, not to mention they are not even old, even in their prime years, compared to their ancestors, they are all child.

The Ji family is very calm, but Le Yunchao is not calm. Can you imagine how joyful it is to see an old man in his eighties or nineties pointing at another old man and calling him a "child"?

Le Xiaoxiao, who was not calm, wiped his forehead and said with a serious face: "This elder's bones and blood have been corroded by the smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and there are several places on his fingers that are slightly different from ordinary people's. Zhi is an old Chinese medicine practitioner who specializes in acupuncture. Judging from the shape of the fine particles on his fingers, he has performed acupuncture on patients no less than 10,000 times. He is experienced and experienced, and his medical skills have reached the peak that traditional Chinese medicine can achieve. He is called a national expert in Xinglin. , should be reserved to the outside world, otherwise it would have already become famous at home and abroad."

Everyone in the Ji family was secretly relieved. The little girl spoke so highly of Ji Mian, who specializes in medicine in their family, which is enough to prove that Ji Mian Years of research on cotton have not been in vain.

"Little girl Miao Zan, how dare I claim to be a national expert in Xinglin in front of you? I only have a brief knowledge of Qihuang's skills, and I can't even do anything about the secret injuries of family elders. I'm really ashamed." Wei Mian felt ashamed of his medical skills. He was not good at it, so he shyly held up his hands and said: "My ancestor's old illness has been cured by the help of the little girl's wonderful skills."

"Little girl, look, my child blushed after you praised him." Ji Xingye joked to himself. The grandchildren are also quite natural.

Wei Mian was made red-faced and thick-necked by his ancestor again. He looked helplessly at his toes. It was not good for him to be young. He was always teased by his ancestor.

"Senior, your child is not blushing, but has a good complexion and a rosy complexion." Le Yun wanted to cover her face, but it was okay for the old man to make fun of his grandchildren. She was an outsider, so embarrassing.

After being silent for half a second, he added: "Senior, I'm very curious, how many generations have lived together in your hometown? The sixth or seventh or eighth generation?"

Everyone in the Ji family had smiles in their eyes.Without saying a word, Ji Xingye smiled deeply: "Only from my generation, we are the sixth generation living under the same roof. If we count the brothers from my father's generation together, we are the seventh generation. Xiao Baxiang believes that generation is my grandson. Senior, Xiao Ba'er is an uncle in this family, and in the Yanshi branch, he is a higher senior, a grandpa."

Covering her face, Le Yun wanted to cover her face and hit her harder. Jealousy, seven generations live under one roof. All seven generations of the Ji family are sitting in rows. There are probably a thousand people there. How prosperous it is.

"I'd better pretend that I haven't asked that question. The Ji family is Ding Xingwang. I'm really afraid that one day I might accidentally offend the Ji family. Hundreds of people will come to the Ji family as soon as they raise their arms. I will He'll be beaten to death." In such a big family, if someone is bullied and shouts, the crowd will respond, and hundreds of people will swarm up and scare the person.

“The Ji family cultivates their moral integrity and practices martial arts in order to preserve the long-term prosperity of the family inheritance. They will not bully others wantonly. Besides, who dares to touch a little girl? You can let go with a wave of your hand without even using your fists. A large number of people, not to mention hundreds of people, are besieging you. Even thousands of people are just trying to make a scene with great fanfare. In fact, they can't do anything to you at all."

"Senior, you can I praise me too highly. For an expert like you, if you close your breath and close your pores, even if I sprinkle a few poisons, it won't work for a while. That little time is enough to kill me several times. Senior, If you'd like, please let me take a look at the hidden wound on your back, and we'll have a pleasant chat later."

"Okay." Ji Xingye readily agreed, moved off the Arhat bed, and took off his coat while standing.

Wei Mian quickly moved a round stool and placed it in front of the Arhat's bed, facing the little girl, so that the ancestor could sit down and make it easier for the little girl to check the injury.

The little girl was about to examine her ancestor’s hidden wounds. Head Ji and others quickly stood up and gathered around her. In order to make the light brighter, they even brought candlesticks.

Ji Xingye took off his jacket to reveal his tight muscles. He had been tortured by hidden injuries all year round and had always insisted on exercising and training. His muscles and bones were strong, but he was too thin and did not have the muscles to be comparable to those of a bodybuilder.

Considering that the little girl was still a child, he tied the clothes around his waist, sat down on his side facing the Arhat bed, and turned his back towards the little girl.

The head of the Ji family and others stood in a row, holding candlelight for illumination. Wei Mian stood close to the Arhat bed, waiting to fetch and hand things to the little girl at any time.

Le Yun moved off the Arhat's bed and put on her shoes, took off the backpack she was carrying across her body, took out the jade box containing the medical needle and placed it on the Arhat's bed. She opened it and took out the needle cover and medicine from the box. bottle, first take the medicine and apply a layer of medicine on the area where the shoulder blades and the ribs are connected to the old man of the Ji family's back, then take a needle and prick it in, pricking 72 needles in a row to make a circle.

Everyone in the Ji family stared quietly. After a while, they saw the little girl usingThere is a piece of skin in the middle of the place where the needle circle comes out. It slowly turns red. It is a small piece at first, and then slowly widens, and a shape like a palm appears. There are no fingers, just the shape of the palm.

The palm print is not complete, but an expert can tell at a glance that it is a right hand print, or that of an adult man.

Wei Mian felt ashamed and ashamed: "This palm print hasn't disappeared yet!"

It was he who treated his ancestor's injury with his own hands, so he naturally knew that his ancestor had some wounds after being plotted against him. What kind of injury did it look like? When the ancestor was attacked, he was not injured at first. It was not until three days later that a black palm print appeared on his back.

Several elders of the Ji family worked together to seal the ancestor’s acupuncture points and then force out the poison. It took seven days to force the poison out of the body. However, they did not expect that the poison was still lurking in the ancestor’s body. No wonder the cold poison would occur inexplicably over the years. No matter how many tests he made, he only found out that his ancestors were poisonous, but he didn't know where the poison came from.

The black handprint on the ancestor’s back disappeared on its own after the poison was forced out, and the Ji family also disappeared for real. Unexpectedly, more than 20 years later, the handprint reappeared, and the mark was as clear as Old, it shows how domineering Poison Palm is.

Everyone in the Ji family first held their breath, and then slowly and deeply took a deep breath, suppressing their hatred for the assailant in their hearts and not letting their emotions be exposed.

The palm print was light red at first, and soon the color deepened bit by bit, from very light red to deep red, to red, and finally turned into jet black, shiny.

When the color of the palm prints stabilized, Le Yun was filled with sadness: "There are still people who can practice the legendary Mian Mian Palm to a small degree, and they are also ruthless people."


"No," Le Yun shook her head and pointed to the palm print on the old man's back: "Iron sand palm is poisonous and is also fire poison. The palm print should be red. Even if it is serious, it will be black in the middle and black on the edge. It will still be red. The color of the edge of this handprint is dark purple with a little red. This kind of palm is the black-bone cotton palm long ago. It is a cold poison palm. There will be no traces at the beginning of the palm. At least it needs to be It will only appear after three to five days. When the palm print appears, the poison has already entered the bones."

"I have heard of Huamianzhang. Huamianzhang appeared in the three southwestern provinces before the middle of the Zhu Ming Dynasty. It disappeared and never reappeared in the world. Even the Guwu family thought it had been lost long ago. I heard that it is extremely difficult to practice Huamianzhang, and ten people who practice it often end up with a narrow escape." Ji Xingye was very calm. Among the Guwu family sects, there is a master of Huamianzhang. The record is not a secret skill, but a record of famous martial arts.

Everyone in the Ji family has also read the classics of the Ji family, so they naturally know about the "Huamian Palm", because the Huamian Palm has disappeared for hundreds of years.No one thought that the trouble would come up.

"The legend goes that to practice cotton palm, you have to soak your hands in poisonous water. It takes at least ten years to get started. You may be poisoned at any time before you master it. In all likelihood, you will die or be disabled. Exaggeration, generally speaking, people who practice Hua Mian Palm only practice one hand, and the other hand is non-toxic. After practicing Hua Mian Palm to a small level, it will be black and purple with red in it, and to a Dacheng level, it will be black without a trace of red. Black, with only a few faint traces of finger bones when a palm is pressed, just like the marks of a skeleton hand without flesh and blood."

"The little girl is very knowledgeable and has a wider range of hunting than I do. It can be achieved." The head of the Ji family said with emotion. Even they, the ancient cultivators and ancient martial arts families who have been passed down for thousands of years, only know the names of certain skills, but the little girl can talk about them. It can be seen that she has a behind-the-scenes attitude. How knowledgeable that expert is.

"There are many things that I have only heard of by name," Le Yun turned her gaze to the black bone palm print and touched her chin: "Senior, the poison of the Huamian Palm in your body is implanted in your bones. It is useless to just remove the poison from the flesh and blood. You need to start from the source, remove the bones and scrape the poison, and replace a piece of bone. After the bone replacement, your activities will be restricted for at least half a year. Do you need to discuss with your seniors in your hometown about how long it will take? Surgery."

"Must scrape and replace the bones?" Wei Mian and the family elders looked at each other and asked hesitantly: "Is there any other way?"

"No more now," Le Yun spread her hands: "Although the poison invades the bone within half a month after being hit by the palm, it will not be too serious. If you know that it is a cotton palm, you can prescribe the right medicine to draw out the poison. The poison and the bone are integrated. What cannot be drawn out is that the elders’ shoulder blades were fractured when the palm was struck, and the poison seeped into the interior from the gaps and lurked deep in the bones. These elders will have a difficult time every autumn and winter.”

　“No. Is it just scraping bones? What's all the fuss about? In ancient times, Guan Yunchang's scraping of bones to heal injuries was a good story. Why not imitate the ancients." Ji Xingye really wanted to teach the junior a lesson. If it wasn't just scraping the bones, what's there to worry about? There is a saying that long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. It is better to suffer once than to suffer once a year.

"Ancestor, scraping your bones is nothing. The problem is to replace the bones. Where can you find a bone that is completely suitable for you in a short while? When you find a matching bone type, the little girl may not be free. ." Wei Mian spread his hands. Replacing bones is not as simple as cutting flesh. You must first find the bone source. As for plastic bones, practitioners like the Ji family must not use them. The place where fake bones are replaced will become a dead zone. There is a huge gap. Hidden danger.

"Bone, there are ready-made bones in the wall of Ji's house. Cut off a section of elm branches and split the wood into bones. The splicing may not be worse than human bones."