Gu Qingxi miscalculated. She thought that if she explained her identity as clearly as possible, the old man would complain less. But after she finished speaking, the old man complained even more.
However, it can be seen that this sullen old man really resented Fu Chaoyuan.
"Yes, it's me. Although Alliance Leader Fu intended for me to take over as Alliance Leader, I was a disciple of the Immortal Sect after all, so I refused." Gu Qingxi continued to rub her ears and explained.
"What did you say? You actually refused!
Could it be that in your eyes, the Demon Medical Alliance is not as good as the Benevolent Alliance and the True Pill Alliance? The leader of the Demon Medical Alliance is not as good as the bullshit master of the Benevolent Alliance and the True Pill Alliance.
It's absurd, it's really absurd!" Hearing Gu Qingxi's explanation, Feng Zicheng was even more furious, his eyes were red.
Gu Qingxi was not wrong. Feng Zicheng was indeed very resentful.
Thinking back to the time when Master gave the position of leader of the Magic Medical Alliance to Fu Chaoyuan, he was so envious and jealous that he was secretly sad for months and lost his appetite.
But Gu Qingxi was different. Fu Chaoyuan eagerly handed the position of leader of the Magic Medical Alliance to her, but she actually chose to refuse.
This was simply stabbing him in the heart.
Seeing Feng Zicheng's heartbroken and furious look, Gu Qingxi regretted: I really shouldn't have said so much to this old man. He was too resentful, like a powder keg, and could explode at any time.
"Master Feng, I'm just asking, are you really sure that Elder Xiao's soul was injured?" Gu Qingxi didn't dare to continue talking along the lines of Feng Zicheng, and weakly dragged the topic back on track.
"Nonsense, if it weren't for the damage to his soul, how could Elder Xiao's cultivation level not be able to suppress his own spiritual power?" Fortunately, Feng Zicheng became more and more angry as he spoke, and he didn't want to talk nonsense with Gu Qingxi anymore. He smiled coldly and said directly.
"Then have you ever thought that there might be other possibilities?" Gu Qingxi reminded.
"Little girl, what do you mean? Are you doubting my medical skills?
I have lived to such an old age, and I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice, and I have walked more bridges than you have walked roads. You are the one who doubts my medical skills?
Don't think that just because Fu Chaoyuan thinks highly of you, you are qualified to talk nonsense in front of me. Fu Chaoyuan just thinks that you are talented. When it comes to medical skills, you have only studied for a few days. What can you learn?
Today, I will take advantage of my age and teach you the principles of being a human being. The most important thing for us cultivators is to be humble, to know what we know, and to say we don't know what we don't know. We must not..." Seeing that Gu Qingxi repeatedly doubted his medical skills, Feng Zicheng was furious and started to talk again.
Here, here again?
You have eaten more salt than I have eaten rice. Do you know how much rice I have eaten in my three lives? Do you think you are an old man?
I was wrong, really wrong. I shouldn't have said so much to him! Gu Qingxi felt a group of big ducks flying around her, quacking wildly in her ears, and she regretted it so much that her intestines almost turned green.
"Master Feng, just pretend that I didn't say anything, okay." Gu Qingxi admitted defeat.
She had no choice but to admit defeat when she was faced with such a grudge-filled old man who complained a lot.
"Master Feng, Master's injury is the most important thing, otherwise, let's talk about other things later?" Xiao Yutang also tried to smooth things over and persuaded.
Hearing Gu Qingxi's doubts, he also began to doubt whether Feng Zicheng had made a mistake and that Master was not actually injured in the soul - of course, this had nothing to do with vision and experience, it was purely because of his mindless trust in Gu Qingxi.
However, since Gu Qingxi was only suspicious but did not stop Feng Zicheng from performing the spell, he certainly would not stop him.
Feng Zicheng turned his head and found that Xiao Ningyuan's eyes were as red as burning blood and his body was shaking violently.
It was obvious that his spiritual platform was gradually losing and he was about to be unable to suppress the chaotic spiritual power in his body.
Although he still had a lot of resentment towards Gu Qingxi, if Xiao Ningyuan exploded and died right under his nose, wouldn't he never have a chance to clear his name again, and wouldn't the reputation of "Feng Bu Si" be completely destroyed?
Feng Zicheng didn't dare to say anything more, and quickly laid down the array plate and the talisman, and quickly cast the spell.
Soon, the talisman light flickered, and the light pattern unique to the array was like rippling water.
The Nine-turn Soul-stealing Technique must first separate the injured soul from the body, and then return the soul to the body after treatment and repair.
This process sounds simple, but it is actually extremely dangerous. If you fail, not only will the soul of the injured person be completely disordered, but even the caster is likely to be severely injured by the backlash of the soul.
Therefore, it is necessary to first protect the souls of both parties with the soul-guarding talisman and the soul-soothing array, but even if the talisman and the array are perfect, the risk is still not small.
When the spell was finished and the talisman and the array began to take effect, Feng Zicheng was already sweating profusely.
Wiping off the sweat, he took out a dozen pills and swallowed them, then rested for a full quarter of an hour, until his spiritual power and consciousness were basically restored, then he picked up the silver needle and stabbed Xiao Ningyuan with one needle.
"Wait!" Gu Qingxi suddenly shouted.
"What's wrong again?" Feng Zicheng stopped halfway through the stabbing with the silver needle when he heard her shout, and asked impatiently.
"Master Feng, you really don't need to take a closer look. If Elder Xiao's soul is not injured, you might hurt yourself with this needle." Gu Qingxi reminded.
To be honest, after several painful lessons before, she really didn't want to speak again.
But Fu Chaoyuan was a good person, and for his sake, she couldn't stand watching Feng Zicheng suffer for himself.
Besides, judging from Feng Zicheng's talisman technique and formation, as well as the acupuncture technique he was using, his talent was indeed very good, and he might be even better than Fu Chaoyuan in some aspects. It was just because Fu Chaoyuan was so famous that he completely overshadowed him.
Gu Qingxi felt that this old man was just a little bit more stuffy, a little bit more resentful, and a little bit more complaining, but she didn't hate him, and she didn't want to see him asking for trouble.
(Fortunately, Feng Zicheng didn't know what she was thinking, otherwise he would definitely be furious again: What do you mean by "just" a little bit more stuffy, a little bit more resentful, and a little bit more complaining? If this is not disgusting, what is disgusting?)
"Will I hurt myself? With my medical skills, will I hurt myself? Hahaha..." Feng Zicheng thought that was what Gu Qingxi wanted to say, but when he heard this again, he was so angry that he laughed.
Although everyone thought that his medical skills were not as good as Fu Chaoyuan's, and he himself admitted that there was a little gap, when it came to the Nine-Turn Soul-Snatching Technique, he was absolutely confident.
As far as he knew, Fu Chaoyuan had never learned this magic medical skill, so how could he compare with him?
Gu Qingxi was actually worried that he would hurt herself, which was simply a huge joke.
Without bothering to pay attention to Gu Qingxi, Feng Zicheng directly stabbed her with a needle.
"Bang!" Then, everyone heard a muffled sound.
The disdainful laughter stopped abruptly, and a figure flew out like an arrow from a bow.
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