Then he smiled and said:

"Let's not talk about whether there are gods in this world. Even if there are gods, they can't change the fate of a dying person. After all, the laws of nature are unchangeable. Even gods can't change the book of life and death, right?"

"It's always said in operas, heaven has its own rules, and people have their own rules, not to mention that you think you are a god?"

Bai Yinglong had never seen a fairy.

If immortals really existed, there would have been people who could achieve immortality long ago. The rumors on the market are just rumours.

People worship gods but have never seen them. They just seek peace of mind.

Bai Yinglong also has a Bodhisattva Hall in his own yard. His wife goes there to worship every day, but there is no guarantee that the Bodhisattva will suddenly appear one day.

What’s more, even opera scripts say that gods have their own rules.

Xu Qiu smiled but said nothing.

This is a low-level martial arts world.

For them, being a god is just a matter of faith, but in the world of cultivating immortals, one can become a god through cultivation.

What's more, Bai Yinglong thought that Xu Qiu had some ability.

But it can't be a god.

After all, gods wouldn't save people casually, and Bai Moxue wasn't a good person, so how could she move the gods? "Even if there are gods in this world, they can't ride in a carriage, right?"

"That's right. Even if it's a god, how can we invite him? Even the emperor can't invite him, so how can we, an ordinary family, be so worthy of him?"

The disciples of the clan around.

Everyone was whispering to each other.

They really couldn't understand how Xu Qiu could save a dying person.

Bai Yinglong felt it was impossible.

After all, he was the one who poisoned the person. The accumulation of toxins over the years, coupled with a strong dose of poison, basically meant death.

Even the antidote is ineffective!

This time even gods cannot help.

Xu Qiu didn't care about their words or the disdain of the crowd.

He said, "Then take a closer look."

Then he directly picked up the silver needle from the doctor's medicine box without asking the doctor if he was willing to lend it to him.

The doctor saw someone taking his things.

I was immediately unhappy.

Just as he was about to lose his temper, Bai Yinglong stopped him, "Let him go, I'll compensate you with the silver needle, I want to see how he can save my third brother?"

Xu Qiu held the silver needle.

Didn't go to the bed.

From a distance of three or four steps, he lightly flicked the silver needle in his hand.

The silver needle was inserted accurately into the temple of the master of the house, whose face turned blue and lips turned pale.

Xu Qiu continued to play with the needle.

The silver needles fall on the Shenting, Yangbai, Renzhong, Tiantu, Yutang, Taiyi, Shenque, Guanyuan, Futu, Yinshi and other acupoints in turn.

This craft is really too sophisticated.

It's like throwing a hidden weapon.

But the doctors around were stunned, "This acupuncture technique is really special."

They could only sigh like this.

I have never seen such a fancy acupuncture method as Xu Qiu's.

This is too much nonsense.

However, they had to admit that the injection was quite precise, without any deviation.

However, an old doctor who was over seventy years old, who was once an imperial physician in the palace, retired and returned to his hometown in Baiyun City at the age of sixty.

He stroked his graying beard and said, "No matter how good your acupuncture skills are, they have to be effective. Otherwise, they are just flashy acrobatics."

He speaks with his qualifications.

You know.

At his age, doctors basically help him and he just gives orders with his mouth.

No one challenged his authority.

He was not optimistic about Xu Qiu.

In his opinion, Xu Qiu only knew this kind of unconventional method, but knew nothing about curing diseases.

Just as he looked at Xu Qiu coldly.

But Xu Qiu didn't care at all.

After all the needles fell in order, he suddenly clenched his hands, and a blue aura surged into his palms, and a hurricane blew around.

Everyone was immediately shocked.

They all didn't understand how Xu Qiu could create such a commotion. Xu Qiu didn't care about the gazes of the crowd.

Infuse spiritual power directly into the body through silver needles.

Next second.

Gradually dissipated.

After all, worldly toxins have no effect on spiritual power.

Not long.

The patriarch's originally pale face gradually regained its color, even his lips became rosy, and his breathing became stronger.

Immediately, a mouthful of black blood spurted out of his mouth.

He also sat up at the same time.

“Cough cough cough…”

Severe cough.

The whole bed was stained black with black blood.

"father!"

When Bai Moxue saw her father suddenly sit up, her heart rose to her throat and she rushed to the bed.

She reached out to support her father and looked at him nervously: "Dad, what happened to you? Is it serious?"

“Cough cough cough…”

The head of the family, Bai Yinnan, coughed violently several times.

He just recovered, patted his chest gently, and calmed down before speaking, "Dad, it's okay..."

Although his lips were trembling when he spoke, at least his face had regained some vitality, unlike before when he was unconscious.

Bai Moxue saw that her father had woken up.

Tears welled up in her eyes immediately. She wiped her eyes desperately, her nose slightly red as she said, "Dad, I hope you wake up. I was really afraid that you would never wake up."

Bai Haonan patted his daughter's back gently.

"Don't worry, Dad is fine..."

He didn't know how to comfort his daughter.

Even now I am confused.

After all, if you are in a coma for too long and suddenly wake up, anyone would be shocked.

Looking at his sobbing daughter, he subconsciously comforted her, then turned his head to look at the many people beside the bed, feeling a little overwhelmed.

But at this moment everyone was looking at his expression.

It can be described as shocking.

Even the retired old imperial physician who had looked down on Xu Qiu before.

At this moment, he was also dumbfounded, with his mouth wide open and still for a long time.

It was as if I saw an incredible scene.

After all, it was he who sentenced the head of the Bai family to death.

He was brought back to life instantly.

He spat out a mouthful of black blood and then recovered.

Not only was the old imperial physician surprised, the doctors around him were even more so.

It was like seeing a ghost.

Bai Yinglong, who had been looking forward to the death of the patriarch, was also terrified, with sweat covering his forehead.

"It really can bring the dead back to life..."

His chin trembled slightly.

The voice was very small, as if it was talking to oneself.

He never expected that Xu Qiu could easily cure the poison that the patriarch had been poisoned with for many years, and even the strong medicine that had been used recently was cured.

Bai Yinglong looked at Xu Qiu as if he was a monster.

“You, you, you…”

He was so panicked that he couldn't even finish his words.

Pointing at Xu Qiu, he swallowed his saliva and said, "Are you really an immortal?"

“Does it matter whether it is or not?”

Xu Qiu did not answer, but turned and walked out.

Bai Haonan, the head of the Bai family, was in a daze and had no idea what was happening. He asked curiously, "Who is that person?"

Bai Moxue wiped her tears and smiled, "Dad, that was the immortal I invited back for you. He saved you!"

Bai Haonan finally understood what was going on after hearing this.

No wonder the young man just now was so arrogant.

It turned out to be an immortal.

Immortal...

The more Bai Haonan thought about it, the more confused he became.

After chewing it for a while, he was stunned.

Surprised: "Immortal?!" (End of this chapter)