klisemfg Chapter 149 Mother-child Gu
Chapter 149 Mother-child Gu
"Junior sister, I don't know. Xue Rong had already competed in the first match. Someone reported that the top-quality talisman he drew was fake, thinking that he had mixed gold into the cinnabar. Xue Rong refused and asked for a new competition."
“Can’t the judges on the stage see that?”
"Among the monks on the stage, some were telling the truth and some were telling lies. I heard that the whistleblower had some background, so I replaced the talisman paper, cinnabar, and talisman pens and asked him to make the talisman here. He only waited for ten Zhang Fulu has finished drawing and judging the results!"
"That's it. Thank you, senior brother, for clearing up the confusion." Ling Shuyao bowed his hands and saluted.
He stared at Xue Rong on the stage without blinking. He was skilled in the flow of his pen and was obviously a skilled hand. He had his own ideas for each talisman and his writing was clean and neat. He should not be the kind of opportunistic person.
Xue Rong's face was pale and his lips were bloodless due to the previous competition. This was a sign of spiritual exhaustion.
"He has already completed eight pictures. Why doesn't he meditate or swallow a spirit-boosting pill?" Ling Shuyao said in surprise.
"This is a rule of the competition. Contestants are not allowed to use foreign objects during the performance. What happens when you get on stage will be the same when you get off the stage!" A male cultivator on the side explained her confusion.
What Xue Rong drew was a first-level explosive talisman, which did not require much spiritual power. Under normal circumstances, a disciple at the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining could draw more than a dozen.
However, because he was making talismans continuously, his spiritual power was not restored, which resulted in his lack of stamina, which was reflected in the fact that it was quite difficult to draw.
Xue Rong's snow-white teeth broke his mouth. He barely managed to steady his body and the pen in his hand, and neatly completed the last talisman.
After he put away his pen, the child on the side put the made talisman into the tray and presented it to everyone's eyes.
There were a total of five men and women of different ages sitting at the judges' table. After the child came to the judges and looked at them one by one, and after several people gathered around to discuss, one of them, the old man with a kind face and gray hair, immediately announced.
"Fu Feng disciple Xue Rong, one of the three best in the six poles, advanced!"
"Why didn't you advance with Xue Rong's previous results?"
"Senior Brother Xue, are you okay?" Xue Rong fainted and fell to the ground after hearing that he was promoted.
The monk closest to him quickly supported him and took him to the outer square. Ling Shuyao knew that he must have fainted due to lack of spiritual power, so he followed them.
"Junior brother, put him on the ground. I have spirit-boosting pills here. Give him two pills and he should be fine!"
While explaining, Ling Shuyao took out the top-grade spirit-boosting pills, poured out two pills quickly, held Xue Rong's chin, and quickly threw them into Xue Rong's mouth.
The disciple who was supporting Xue Rong looked at Ling Shuyao and finished it in a few seconds. Then he suddenly realized: "What did you feed Senior Brother Xue? Do you know that eating randomly can kill people?"
The young disciple's voice was high-pitched and sounded a bit like a girl's. But Ling Shuyao continued to explain: "Don't get me wrong, we are all in the sect. I think he must be exhausted of spiritual power, so I can give him two spirit-boosting pills."
"Num, look." Ling Shuyao opened his hand and poured out two pills, and then revealed the words "Building Spirit Pill" on the pill bottle so that the young disciple could check it.
The young disciple pushed Ling Shuyao away and said, "Who knows whether you have poison or a spirit-boosting pill in it? If anything happens to my senior brother, I will never let you go!"
Ling Shuyao then carefully looked at the person in front of him. He hadn't noticed before that this was a female disciple, but he still didn't care about her. "You wait for a quarter of an hour. His spiritual power will recover and he will wake up naturally."
After saying that, Ling Shuyao stood up and left. Within two steps, the female cultivator behind him burst into tears. It must be that Ling Shuyao had poisoned Xue Rong, who was unconscious. Now the crowd that had just dispersed gathered again because of them.
"Ling Shuyao, you are a big idiot, what do you owe me!" He cursed himself crazily in his mind, and gently slapped his ears twice.
Then he cast a silence spell on the female disciple and said: "My fellow disciples, as a disciple of Danfeng, I really couldn't bear to see anyone fainting due to exhaustion of spiritual power, so I took it upon myself to feed this Junior Brother Xue two soul-boosting pills. Dan.”
"Junior Brother Xue will wake up in a few moments. At that time, everyone can ask about his physical condition. As for the poisoning mentioned by this junior sister, I have never done it, and I don't agree with it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a female cultivator in a pink gilt gauze unlocked Shuyao's speech ban and said, "Since you are not wrong, why don't you let this sister finish her sentence?"
"Yes, she casts a silence spell on others as soon as she comes up. I'm afraid she has something evil in her heart!"
"Yes, I can't tell that such a well-behaved and beautiful female cultivator can be so vicious!"
When Chen Sisi heard that the direction of other people's comments was tilted towards her, she couldn't help but curl up her lips with an expression of determination to win.
Ling Shuyao's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Xue Rong had other hidden illnesses? Otherwise, as a monk, it is impossible not to know whether the spirit-boosting pill is genuine or fake.
After thinking about this, Ling Shuyao stepped forward quickly, took the pulse with his hands and felt it quietly, just like what the medical books said. The pulse seemed stable, but in fact it was weak. What is the symptom?
She doesn’t have the wood spirit root and can’t use the wood spirit root’s healing technique. What should she do? Isn’t this a system?
"Xiao Juan, take a quick look at what's wrong with this person in front of you? I feel like I've been cheated!"
"Ding, the body scan is being analyzed, host please continue to wait."
The people around looked at Ling Shuyao's professional way of taking a pulse and thought he was a medical practitioner. They didn't speak for a while, just waiting for Ling Shuyao's answer.
When Chen Sisi saw Ling Shuyao's appearance, she felt inexplicably flustered. Could it be that the female cultivator had discovered something?
"Don't think you're just pretending to be a medical practitioner. If you think badly of him, I won't let you go even if I sue you to the law enforcement hall!"
Chen Sisi tried to divert attention, but Ling Shuyao would not do what she wanted.
"Ding, after scanning, it was found that there was a lovesickness child Gu in the human body that caused him to fall into coma. The mother voodoo was on the female cultivator!"
"Where is Zi Gu's location?"
"Host, Zigu is on the right side of the heart!"
This is difficult to handle. I have never had any surgery. It would be great if Xia Ku is here. You can also ask.
"Does Xiao Juan have a solution?"
"Host, don't you have molten fire? Just burn it directly."
It's not that Ling Shuyao didn't dare to burn it. If it really continued to burn, wouldn't Xue Rong's foundation be damaged and he would not be able to commit more evil?
He took out the sound transmission board and told Xia Ku what happened. Within a few minutes, Xia Ku made a video call.
"Uncle Xia, take a look?" Ling Shuyao pointed the sound transmission card at Xue Rong's face.
"Go down." Ling Shuyao then went down, all the way to the chest. After Xia Ku thought for a moment, "Let me see the position of the mother Gu again."
Ling Shuyao followed her words and faced Chen Sisi who was crying hypocritically.
Xia Ku's words were like thunder in summer, causing everyone present to be charred on the outside and tender on the inside. What kind of mother voodoo? Could it be that Xue Rong was bewitched?
Everyone looked at Ling Shuyao, and someone murmured, "I didn't expect this! This female cultivator is so vicious!"