Luo Yunbai said angrily: "I'm not kidding. Zhou Shishen admitted it himself and even knelt down to his sister. The sign of the Yellow Army of the Ye family was hung in the yard."

He looked at Luo Qingyi with heartache and said, "I really didn't expect that Sister was hiding so deeply."

Luo's father immediately stood up excitedly, pulled Luo Yunbai aside, and whispered to ask for details.

Seeing Luo Qingyi's movements smoothly and calmly picking off a slender silver needle, without waiting for Luo's mother to stop her, it seemed that she could pierce it casually.

Before Luo's mother finished screaming, she was shocked again: "It doesn't hurt?"

Luo Qingyi twisted the silver needle gently, with a smile on her mouth, but her eyes were bland: "I will not hurt if I apply the needle."

The blood was stopped with just one injection.

Luo's mother opened her eyes wide and looked at her daughter incredibly. The body that had lost too much blood and was empty and weak. As she gently twisted and applied the needle, a gentle and pure force surged into her body, and the feeling of weakness and discomfort disappeared suddenly.

"Ayu, you..." She seemed to know her daughter again, and she was very magical.

I think the immortal doctors who are praised by everyone in the village are nothing more than that.

Ling Tiansu approached, looked at it carefully, and said, "The flesh and bones are broken, and there is no way to recover by applying a needle alone."

"Recover?" Luo's mother's eyes suddenly lit up, and she felt excited. "Can I recover?"

Judging from this tone, if the disability has become like this, can he recover?

This is not the master of the immortal, so how can you have the ability to be reborn with broken limbs?

However, looking at Ling Tiansu's eyes, she subconsciously convinced her heart.

Luo Qingyi took out the second silver needle and pondered: "This is not a big deal, it's just a reorganization of flesh and blood. It really requires some preparation."

Luo's mother jumped up with her heart.

Ling Tiansu took out a ball of snow-colored mud from the ring in a tacit understanding and said with a smile: "Mr. Gu always likes to stuff some messy treasures for me. It was with Helian that Mr. Gu knew that I used the last piece of snow-colored mud, and I found out that I had used up some more from somewhere."

Luo's mother looked at the mud ball of snowflakes, her eyes were dizzy, and she thought to herself that there was such a big ball of stuff, where did the boy take it out.

Luo Qingyi took the transformation of snow mud and said with a smile: "Now, it's a bit of effort. We have to bear the favor of Master Gu."

"Then this favor is really too great." Ling Tiansu smiled, leaned down, bent down to her and joked: "He is determined to marry our family. If he wants to pay off this favor earlier, Qingyi must work hard."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp silver needle floated in front of Ling Tiansu's eyebrows.

Luo Qingyi smiled and said, "If Your Highness is joking, I will ask Your Highness to taste the silver needle tasted by Young Master Gu."

Ling Tiansu shut up decisively.

Luo's mother exclaimed in surprise and looked at the incredible scene in front of her: "This needle... Why did this needle float up by itself?"

Luo Qingyi smiled, her fingers were flexible, and she quickly kneaded and squeezed the snow-forming mud, then pinched out a human leg, and then used a silver needle to pick out a drop of blood from the meridians of the wound and dripped on the snow-forming mud.

The drop of blood fell into the snow-white, and instantly it was like a blood-colored spider web, and the strands were flowing like meridians of the human body.

The transformed snow mud, which was pinched out of the shape of the legs, was as stiff as jade. Luo Qingyi bent her fingers and tapped her knuckles twice on each subtle part, which made a crisp and pleasant sound.

Every time she hit the knuckle, she would create a radius like water. When she hit twelve times, the blood line on the surface of the transformed snow mud disappeared.

The stiffness also softened. Putting aside the jade-like color, the pinched legs really have a bit of realistic meaning.

Luo's mother exclaimed again, her eyes widened and her words were incoherent: "I...I seem to feel that my left foot can move."

Under Luo's father and Luo Yunbairu's eyes as they looked at the miracle, the new legs that were pinched gently twitched.

Immediately afterwards, countless red bloodlines floated out of Luo's mother's short leg wound, like broken lotus root threads, gently wrapping the piece of transformed snow mud and slowly hooking it over.

Luo Qingyi fell two needles into the snow mud, and the needle tail was trembling.

A qi machine was hooked or trembling, extraditing the spiritual power in the transformed snow mud to Luo's mother's body, and then the transformed snow mud surged, wrapping the broken wound and the wound perfectly combined.

It is clearly seen that there is a bone reorganizing and self-generating in the Yubai Transformation Snow Mud, the kneecap, the calves, the tibia, the metacarpal bone, and the tympanum, which grow one by one.

The seemingly long process was completed in a very short time. Luo Qingyi still looked at her ease and picked up the silver needle at will.

Soon, the piece of metamorphosis of snow mud began to be assimilated by the body to form the color of the skin, and soon it was a new left leg that was no different from that of humans.

Luo's mother opened her mouth wide, and she was surprised and happy: "Ayu, have you learned immortal arts with the immortals? The methods are so magical."

And Luo's father finally believed what his son said, and his daughter really became a member of the Yellow Secretariat of the Ye family.

At this time, Zhou Shishen welcomed him and said, "The snow mud is transformed into snow, and the spiritual mud in the extreme north has been said to have been stained with a trace of the breath of the land, which can help to achieve the effect of flesh and white bones."

Luo's mother couldn't understand these things, and she had only one thought in her mind. The snow-silt that made her grow new legs seemed very expensive. She asked in a tentative voice: "Xiao Zhou, is this thing very expensive?"

Zhou Shishen smiled slightly and said, "It's hard to find an inch of money."

"Thousand...thousand gold?" Luo's mother almost fainted by this number. At this moment, her eyes looked at Ling Tiansu differently.

This little son-in-law who doesn't seem to be easy to talk to, seems to be just a hard-mouthed person. Seeing his mother-in-law being injured and such a precious treasure, she took it out as soon as she said she could take it out.

If she was more dissatisfied with this white-haired boy before today, the more serious the mother-in-law looked at her son-in-law, the more she looked at her son-in-law, the more she looked at her, the more she liked her.

After healing Luo's mother, Luo Qingyi wrote a letter, asking Zhou Shishen to take her souvenir to the Huang Shiju House in Nanchi, and send someone to purify the mountain of the dead dragon.

Although the disaster of the dead dragon has been eliminated, if the alien creatures in the mountain are placed regardless of the situation, the mortal mountain may have demons traveled everywhere in a few years.

In this war-torn era, although it was difficult for the new king to celebrate the whole world, it also greatly reduced taxes, conscription and other things because of the wise king.

Nanchi Town celebrates peacefully everywhere, and the happiest thing is the teacher's family.

Three days ago, the imperial city suffered a great karma disaster, and countless casualties were killed and injured. In the rage of the Hehuan Sect, Su Xie, took away the lives of many princes and nobles.

Most of the Kyoto nobles were killed or injured at once, and new people would always be replaced.

The mother and mentor of the teacher's brother and sister is a teacher from Xiaozhu College. Nowadays, most of the official positions and titles are vacant in the imperial city. The palace master of the Medicine Buddha Palace sent a letter of recommendation to drag the old man from Xiaozhu College to find a way out for his children.

Soon, a reply came.

Ling Tiansu thought he could set off and head to the northern border. Before Mu Wei died, his words made him very concerned, and troubles among the northern tribes always had to be solved.

What's more, Ziyou's mother was trapped in the ice prison, so it should be a break.

The northern border connects the area north to the extreme north, and is extremely close to the land where the water of the sky and sea flows back and forth in the Beiming Sea.

Ling Tiansu has made plans. No matter what, he will find the bone body holding the ancient monument in the vast sea.

He wanted to figure out whose corpse was, and what was written on the ancient monument that could allow the bone to protect it so much.

Ling Tiansu, Mu Ziyou, and Luo Qingyi wanted to set off immediately.

But Luo's mother, who was healthy and free from her disabled body, stopped doing it. She knew that her daughter was determined to leave, and she would definitely not be able to keep her.
Chapter completed!