C295 His Real Name Was Xuanyuan
C295 His Real Name Was Xuanyuan
This kind of habit had its downsides, but on the other hand, it was also because he was afraid that the person who taught him this would have evil intentions. After some serious consideration, only then did he release the final essence, which was also responsible for his disciple and secret technique.
No matter what, it was precisely because of this traditional inheritance that many ancient secret techniques slowly decreased, and some were even completely lost. It was also a huge loss to everyone.
Wang Zhengyi was the inheritor of the needle technique, so he naturally understood the pros and cons of this inheritance. As a matter of fact, he still didn't know what kind of character Zhang Xiaoloong was, but he knew that Zhang Xiaoloong had saved his son's life. He had also saved his son from a heavy coma. No matter what, he was a doctor with superb medical skills.
If he taught the acupuncture technique of Wang Family to Zhang Xiaoloong, perhaps it would be the best ending for him. Otherwise, according to the current situation, he would have to bring the acupuncture technique into the coffin.
Initially, he thought that Wang Zhengyi would take out another book. Unexpectedly, although his body was weak, he insisted on repeating it in person.
Zhang Xiaoloong hurriedly focused on listening. As he listened, he verified the needle technique with the ancient technique in his memory and continued to deduce it.
Half an hour later, Wang Zhengyi stopped, and Zhang Xiaoloong was still in the midst of deducing.
After another hour, there were still no signs of stopping. Wang Cheng saw that the other party's expression had changed. He wanted to wake him up, but was stopped by Wang Zhengyi.
"He is trying his best to deduce, which is extremely taxing on his mind. If you disturb him now, all his previous efforts will be in vain, and it will also cause harm to him," Wang Zhengyi said, "Let's wait a little longer!"
After another fifteen minutes, Zhang Xiaoloong slowly opened his eyes. "It seems like there is still something missing..."
He wanted to stand up, but his body suddenly shook. If not for Wang Cheng supporting him, he would have fallen to the ground.
"Why is he so weak?" Wang Cheng took his pulse and found that the other party was much weaker than when he treated him.
"I'm fine." Zhang Xiaoloong smiled bitterly and shook his head.
He used the Herb Growing Art to absorb the spiritual energy of a big tree and used it to perform acupuncture on Wang Zhengyi. However, this method was not the right way. Once the spiritual energy was used up, his body would immediately suffer a backlash, and he would naturally be much weaker than before.
However, this sounded too mysterious, so there was no way to explain it to others.
"You know witchcraft?" Wang Zhengyi suddenly said, "It looks like you have been hurt by the backlash of witchcraft. It seems that acupuncture on an old man like me has made you suffer."
"Oh?" Zhang Xiaoloong's eyes lit up. He did not expect Wang Zhengyi to be able to see this. "I don't know if this is considered a witchcraft, but it is indeed different from ordinary qigong."
"Of course it is not qigong, but you don't have to mind. Sorcery is not some kind of evil magic. Also, I don't know if what you are learning is witchcraft or not. Maybe it's just a little similar, but you're wasting your own origin like this. Giving me a needle to prolong my life makes me owe you even more." Wang Zhengyi sighed.
However, when Wang Cheng, who was beside him, heard it, he felt that his father had really let out a sigh of relief.
It was naturally good that the Wang Family's needle technique could obtain an inheritance. However, it was also very important to know who the person was. If Zhang Xiaoloong really did not have a good heart, this bet would be a huge loss for him.
Now that he knew that Zhang Xiaoloong had used up his origin, he also wanted to save him. He only wanted to get more needle techniques so that the sick people outside could recover faster, Wang Zhengyi felt really relieved.
"Doctor Wang, you are welcome. Your medical skills are superb. I will save you. The people outside will have more hope. My origin will be damaged a little. It can be recovered very quickly. It's such a good deal. Even the farmers can calculate it clearly, so you don't have to worry about it." Zhang Xiaoloong said with a smile.
"Farmers?" Wang Zhengyi was even more curious. "You said you were a farmer?"
"Yes, I am a small farmer in the Qinghe Village of Qing Yuan County. As for the medical skills from before, they were also obtained by chance. " Zhang Xiaoloong introduced himself, "I came to Yonghua Village this time because a friend, Su Mei, was trapped here. But I didn't expect the plague to be so serious. That's why I took the risk to come here and find you. "
Wang Zhengyi gave Zhang Xiaoloong a few more glances. "The Medicine Master, Shennong, is also considered a farmer. If you are also a farmer, then you will definitely be like him in the future. You can be a God-level farmer."
"Doctor Wang, you flatter me. I just can't bear to see so many people suffer. I have to do my best. Otherwise, even if I leave, I won't be able to feel at ease for the rest of my life." Zhang Xiaoloong said sincerely.
"I can't feel at ease. This is the benevolence of a doctor. " Wang Zhengyi smiled and tried to get up from the bed. Wang Cheng wanted to help him up, but he was stopped by his eyes. He finally sat down and said seriously, "To tell you the truth, I just taught you the acupuncture technique. It's not all that I know. Sigh, you can say that I'm pedantic. It's truly the rule of our ancestors, but I'm not willing to break it lightly. I wonder if you're willing to join the Wang Family?"
He said this out of selfishness. Zhang Xiaoloong's talent and disposition had satisfied him. It would be a great thing if he could find such a successor for the Wang Family's needle technique in his later years.
Zhang Xiaoloong paused for a moment and nodded immediately. "I can learn the acupuncture technique passed down in the Wang Family and save so many villagers outside. I think every doctor would love to learn this kind of thing. If I am not willing to, ___ said. That would be a little ungrateful. If Dr. Wang agrees, I can now perform the apprenticeship ceremony. "
"Alright, alright, alright." Wang Zhengyi smiled happily. Even the discomfort on his body seemed to have been alleviated a lot. " There's no need for the apprenticeship ceremony. You have to hold on now. I'll pass the last part of the Wang Family's needle technique to you. I believe it will be helpful to you. "
Zhang Xiaoloong perked up and nodded seriously.
Wang Zhengyi started to explain again. At the end, he asked Wang Cheng to find a simple box from a desk under his instructions.
"This is..." Zhang Xiaoloong did not have the time to deduce. Instead, he stared at the box and asked.
"Take out the things inside." Wang Zhengyi instructed, "Although I don't understand this diagram, it's the fundamental teachings of our ancestors. Only those who have seen this diagram can be considered as the true disciples of the Wang Family!"
Zhang Xiaoloong immediately became more serious when he heard this. He carefully opened the box. Inside was a piece of leather made of unknown material.
He opened the leather as he was told, and saw a flying and spiraling divine dragon drawn on it.
The divine dragon was drawn with an air of divinity, and every scale was extremely precise. However, it was indeed impossible to tell that this thing had any relation to the needle technique.
"Wang Family's needle technique, its real name is Xuanyuan Stitch." Wang Zhengyi said at this moment.