It can't be exported, it can't be destroyed, it's slippery like a loach......

Thinking of that mysterious true qi, Yang Yi was a headache, he really didn't know what kind of brains those Meida people had, and they actually researched such a strange thing.

Frowning, Yang Yi half-squinted his eyes, thinking of solutions one by one in his mind.

But everything is a cliché, Yang Yi has already thought about it, but he still can't find any direct solution.

Could it be that the method of treating Mu Xiushan is used? Yang Yi quickly shook his head firmly.

A Mu Xiushan will make Yang Yi tired and half dead, and as long as he makes a mistake, there is no salvation when the Daluo Immortal comes, and he will die without life.

After treating one or two, Yang Yi can still try it, but with a large number of people and extreme mental attrition, Yang Yi himself does not dare to guarantee that there will be no mistakes.

Half of the treatment is good, half of the death, Yang Yi doesn't know what the effect of working so hard is there.

In the midst of his troubles, a pair of gentle little hands gently rubbed it for him.

"Don't worry, maybe when you have a flash of inspiration, the solution will come out by itself. Mu Yue said bitterly.

Looking at Yang Yi's frowning appearance, Mu Yue felt bursts of heartache, even if the other party was the entire Mu family, she still felt heartache for her husband.

With a slight smile, Yang Yi gently patted Mu Yue's little hand, and his frowning brows also opened.

But Yang Yi wanted to lift the crisis of the Mu family more and more.

Lying on the recliner leisurely, it looked like Yang Yi had fallen asleep, but in fact, Yang Yi had already rummaged through the "Medical Heart Sutra" in his mind.

In any case, this is also a treatment, and he believes that there must be a solution on the "Medical Heart Sutra", but there are too many contents, and he can't find it for a while.

Full of hope is often exchanged for constant disappointment, seeing that it is already dark, half a day has passed, but Yang Yi still has nothing.

Smelling the faint fragrance, Yang Yi knew that Mu Yue was guarding his side again, and he immediately opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face.

Yang Yi didn't want Mu Yue to worry about him.

The dinner is still rich, every side dish is exquisite to the extreme, and Yang Yi eats it out with Mu Yue's own hands.

There is no electricity in Mujiazhuang, this is the most criticized place, as soon as it gets dark, the dim candlelight is simply the best lullaby, and it will make people drowsy after a while.

But today is obviously different, the huge wooden barrel has been placed in the bedroom, and the bursts of water vapor make the whole room feel like a fairyland, with a pair of red candles, revealing a burst of ambiguous atmosphere.

Yang Yi smiled thiefly, he knew that even if he pretended again, Mu Yue could feel a trace of anxiety in his heart, this was the night to prepare to treat himself.

Mu Yue's face was flushed with shame, and she looked more and more delicate under the red candle, like a blooming rose.

It was still early, and Yang Yi completely let go of his heart and enjoyed this tenderness to the fullest.

The hot bath water will burn Yangyi's skin with bursts of pain, and whenever this time, a pair of gentle little hands always appear in time to gently soothe the pain, and the comfortable feeling makes Yangyi hum involuntarily.

Thinking that Yang Yi was doing a trick, Mu Yue twisted him fiercely, and then blushed and continued to scrub gently.

What Yang Yi couldn't stand the most was Mu Yue's shy appearance, every time he saw it, he could hardly help himself.

But fortunately, Yang Yi was not carried away yet, knowing that Mu Yue was pregnant with his own child in his womb.

The red light went out, and the room was suddenly dark, but the anger did not diminish in the slightest.

The sound of eating sounded from time to time, and every time Yang Yi would hum comfortably and laugh a few times evilly, provoking the gentle Mu Yue to turn into a violent woman several times......

In the early morning, Yang Yi, who was comfortable all over, got up, and a set of dry caftan had already been prepared at the head of the bed.

After getting dressed and getting up, after washing up, Yang Yi ordered Mu Lianhao to be called.

For the first treatment, Yang Yi of course clinged to his relatives, although the cultivation of this cheap brother-in-law was too low, but at least Yang Yi had no worries.

The treatment plan was already made by Yang Yi last night, of course, it was not to break the meridians to force out the mysterious true qi like treating Mu Xiushan, and then reshape the meridians, but to seal the acupoints one by one through continuous needles, and force the mysterious true qi into a meridian that did not have much effect.

At the critical moment, as long as he is ruthless in shattering the meridian pulse, giving up part of his body, or part of his cultivation, in exchange for the recovery of his strength, this is the only way Yang Yi can think of now, after all, it is much better to disarm some unimportant places, or some cultivation, than to die.

This is also Yang Yi's helpless method, and he can only think of this method.

Knowing that Yang Yi was treating himself, Mu Lianhao was excited, and trotted all the way to the outside of Yang Yi's small hospital.

"Hold your breath and concentrate, wait for the true qi to recover, mobilize all the true qi to follow my true qi, remember, there is no distraction. Yang Yi solemnly warned.

For the first treatment, although there is already a plan, Yang Yi still has to be careful, especially his cheap brother-in-law.

Mu Lianhao nodded heavily, he already regarded Yang Yi as his idol, and when the idol spoke, he absolutely obeyed his words.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Yi released the Divine Yuan, first probed, and then took out the Nine Dragon Needle.

Compared with other silver needles, the effect of Jiulong needles is very obvious, I don't know what material is used to make the gold needle can actually change some therapeutic effects with their own techniques, so that Yang Yi can get twice the result with half the effort, and treat his family, Yang Yi of course has a better choice.

Tanzhong acupoint, both a thorn point and a seal before opening, Yang Yi has decided to force the mysterious true qi into Mu Lianhao's little finger, not that Yang Yi doesn't want to force it to other places, but only here the meridians are the most developed, and it is also enough to contain the mysterious true qi, but also because after missing a little finger, there is not much damage to Mu Lianhao's strength.

Of course, some people will say that there are other irrelevant places, such as toes and the like, but unfortunately Yang Yi has repeatedly argued that toes can indeed be discarded, but there are very few meridians that pass through them, and they can't accommodate the mysterious true qi at all, and Yang Yi doesn't want to leave sequelae after treatment.

Why is the mysterious true qi so difficult to treat? not only because he can assimilate the true qi of the Mu family, but also because this mysterious true qi seems to have wisdom, it actually knows where the dead end is, where it can survive, even if it is a little afraid of Yang Yi's divine yuan, but after excessive persecution, these mysterious true qi actually have a lose-lose momentum, scattered and integrated into the meridians, if it continues to impact, the meridians will immediately break, this is the most headache place.

Yang Yi never thought that the treatment would have to be intrigued with these true qi.

Five element needles, four elephant needles, and nine golden needles steadily pierced into Mu Lianhao's acupoints.

Yes!

Suddenly, the mutation was abrupt, Mu Lianhao's eyes instantly seemed to be about to burst out of his sockets, and a terrible howl resounded throughout Mujiazhuang.

Yang Yi didn't expect such a change to happen, so he couldn't help frowning, and Shen Yuan released it and immediately began to investigate in detail.