Suddenly, the deep blue water in the sea of consciousness rippled, and the golden scroll of the Ninefold Yuhua Needle Method jumped out of the water, floated in mid-air, slowly opened, and several big characters jumped on it: "Second Heavy Passage". Feng Tianyan was surprised and delighted in his heart, he didn't expect to be able to open the second layer so soon, and hurriedly wrote down every word said on it carefully. After reading it, it suddenly dawned on me: what I thought was not wrong, but after the stitches, I needed to wrap the meridians with spiritual power and nourish them to restore them to a normal state of bright white. However, this process requires a lot of mental energy from the healer.

Feng Qianyan raised the corners of his lips and suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes shining with excitement.

Feng Rui originally looked at Feng Qianyan and closed his eyes, frowning, and was ready to be disappointed again. Suddenly, seeing the wind tilting his face like this, he couldn't help but open his mouth and whispered tentatively: "Yan Yan?"

"Second uncle!" Feng Qianyan looked at Feng Rui and smiled, "Second uncle, I'll try again." ”

"Hmm. Feng Rui nodded, lowered his eyes, and quietly clenched his hands.

This time, after the stitches were sewn, Feng Qianyan wrapped this small section of meridians with spiritual power. Who knows, at the moment when it was wrapped, Feng Qianyan suddenly felt that his spiritual power was rapidly draining. Feng was shocked, but he did not withdraw his spiritual power. After feeling it carefully, I found that it was this small section of meridians that was absorbing my spiritual power. It turned out that the cultivation mentioned in the golden scroll was actually to repair the damaged meridians by consuming the spiritual power of the healer.

It's just that Feng Qianyan didn't expect that such a small section of meridians would almost exhaust all of her spiritual power. Just when Feng Qianyan was about to lose his support, and had already begun to run the Jade Ming Spirit Technique, and was ready to continue gritting his teeth and persevering, the gray-white meridians began to gradually change color.

At the moment when all the meridians returned to their white color, they stopped absorbing spiritual power.

Feng Qianyan's face was pale, and cold sweat had soaked the clothes behind him. The whole body seemed to be collapsed, and he barely raised his little hand to withdraw the silver needle, and his legs weakened and fell backwards.

Feng Yunhan saw that his sister's face was wrong, his eyes were quick, and he rushed behind him with an arrow step and hugged Feng Tianyan.

"Yan Yan!" Feng Yunhan was nervous, and his voice trembled a little.

"Yan Yan!" At the same time, Feng Rui also roared urgently.

Feng Tianyan leaned on the arms of the second brother, tried to squeeze out a smile, and comforted the two: "Second uncle, second brother, I'm fine, just rest for a while." ”

Feng Yunhan took his sister to the side of the chair and sat down, and said eagerly: "You wait, I'll call my father over." With that, he turned around and was about to go out.

"Second brother!" Feng Qianyan stretched out his little hand full of cold sweat, grabbed the corner of Feng Yunhan's clothes, and shook his head, "Second brother, I'm really fine, I'm just a little tired, let me rest for a while." ”

"Second uncle?" Feng Yunhan looked at Feng Rui on the small couch.

"Yan Yan is a doctor herself, she knows the severity, let her speak slowly first. ”

Feng Yunhan nodded, half-squatted down, looked at the wind and said, "Then you sit here for a while, and the second brother will pour you a glass of water." ”

Feng Tianyan let go of his little hand and leaned back in the chair, looking tired.

Feng Rui saw that Feng Qianyan was indeed just overworked, and there was no big problem, so he moved his gaze to his toes. After a moment, Feng Rui showed an expression of disbelief, raised his hand and stretched out in the direction of his leg with a trembling hand.