"Yes, I will also go back to Suizhou to open a clinic.￥f.￥f" Lou Yunran said.

"So too." Xing Teng behind him interjected.

"You'd better go home." Lou Yunran said to Xing Teng: "Your health is fine. You can learn martial arts from your father in the future. Speaking of which, you have been back to Qihai for so many days, why haven't you come home to see it?"

"Hehe..." Xing Teng hugged the back of his head with both hands and smiled cunningly: "If I go home, can I come out again? My dad has to lock me up with a cage. I have decided that I will only recognize Master as a master in my life, and I don't recognize anything else."

"..." Fang Hong thrust his face and cursed in his heart: This little brat is even more difficult than cowhide plaster!

"By the way, Dr. Fang, I have something I want to show you." Lou Yunran suddenly said.

"What do you show me?" Fang Hong asked.

"The needle score of the eighth needle of the Lou family." Lou Yunran said.

"Oh?" Fang Hong couldn't help but be surprised: "Didn't you say last time that the needle notes on you? Do you also lie?"

Lou Yunran rarely stuck out her tongue playfully, and said with a blushing face: "I'm sorry, Dr. Fang, because my father told me that I must not let others read the needle score of the eighth needle easily. After all, we had just met at that time, and I really hadn't seen the needle score of the eighth needle at that time, because I haven't really practiced the seventh needle yet, so I can't see the needle score of the eighth needle."

"Then you have seen it now?" Fang Hong asked.

"Well, I've seen it." Lou Yunran nodded: "According to the Lou family's ancestral teachings, as long as I practice the seventh syringe, I will be qualified to learn the eighth syringe."

"How did you learn?" Fang Hong asked.

Lou Yunran shook her head: "There is no clue. The eighth needle and the seventh needle in the first are not the same thing. It is so mysterious and it is normal. Otherwise, why hasn't a single person in the Lou family practiced the eighth needle for hundreds of years since the founder? My father had already practiced the seventh needle twenty years ago and became the king of Chinese acupuncture, but the eighth needle has been studied for a full twenty years. But there is still no substantial progress. I have just started to contact it, so it would be strange if I can figure it out."

"By the way, what did your father do? Leave such a big clinic and ignore it." Fang Hong asked. He had asked Lou Yunran before this question, but he happened to be interrupted by Hao Ren's arrival.

Lou Yunran said: "In fact, it is because of the eighth needle. My father's greatest ideal in his life is to be able to practice the eighth needle, but there has been no breakthrough in his hard work over the past 20 years. He feels that managing the clinic has consumed a lot of his energy. Therefore, he decided to completely put aside the secular affairs, go out alone to practice, and gather ideas, hoping to understand the secret of the eighth needle in his lifetime. Even if he can't, he can accumulate valuable experience for the descendants of the Lou family. However, if he knew that his second uncle would manage the clinic like this, he would probably not have handed over the clinic to his second uncle at that time."

"So that's it..." Fang Hong nodded.

The three of them walked and talked, and before they knew it, they arrived at a residence, which was Lou Yunran's temporary residence in the local area.

After entering the residence, Lou Yunran walked into the inner room, and after a while, she took out a copy of the needle score.

"Doctor Fang, this is the complete needle score of the first to eight needles of my Lou family." Lou Yunran handed the needle score to Fang Hong with both hands.

Fang Hong took the needle score and read it. The first to seventh selves are just like pediatrics, but it is very common, but the eighth selves...

"Haha, it's interesting..." Fang Hong said with a smile.

"It's a bit... meaning?" Lou Yunran didn't quite understand. It's a bit interesting. What does it mean?

"It's just a little interesting." Fang Hong said, otherwise what else can it be?

"Doctor Fang, what do you mean is... can you use the eighth needle?" Although he tried his best to control his inner excitement, Lou Yunran's voice was still a little trembling.

"What's the difficulty?" Fang Hong said, then said to Xing Teng: "You take off your shirt and sit cross-legged on the ground."

"Yes, Master." Xing Teng immediately took off his shirt and sat cross-legged on the ground as Fang Hong ordered.

Fang Hongxin pinched his hand and a three-inch silver needle turned into a magical pinch on his two fingers.

"Entering the momentum is the center, where is Tianxiong..." Fang Hong recited the mantra. He sank the silver needle in his hand and then began to spread it.

Plop, plop... Lou Yunran only felt her heartbeat accelerated rapidly, and her eyes were even more obsessed with the silver needle on Fang Hong's hand. She was a girl with a heart-like heart. It was difficult for her to have anything to fluctuate her emotions.

But this is the eighth needle. The eighth needle that no one has ever practiced in hundreds of years, the eighth needle that no one has ever practiced in the past few hundred years!

No one has mastered it, so no one has seen it before. Therefore, it has always been a legendary existence!

It is this legendary eighth needle. Now, it is actually presented to me. How can Lou Yunran not be excited?

With Fang Hong's technique changing rapidly, Lou Yunran unknowingly covered her mouth with her hands, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes that could not blink due to her extreme concentration.

That’s right, this is the eighth needle! The eighth needle that the Lou family has been pursuing tirelessly for hundreds of years but no one can practice!

It turns out that its secret is here, no wonder no one can practice it in the past few hundred years!

As the first person in the Lou family's century-old talent, Lou Yunran saw Fang Hong's eighth needle with his own eyes, as if he had cleared away the fog and suddenly realized!

At that moment, Lou Yunran could no longer hold it back, and two lines of tears burst out from her eyes.

Finally, the entire set of needle techniques of the eighth needle was completed, and the clouds stopped. Fang Hong looked at the exiting silver needle and said to himself: "The eighth needle reverses life and death, the name is a bit too far. Although it is powerful, it still cannot reach the point of reversing life and death. It is more appropriate to call the King of Hell. Do you think it is?"

"Yeah, um..." Lou Yunran nodded, but because of the sob, she still dared not let go of her hands covering her mouth.

"Did you understand?" Fang Hong asked again.

"Yeah, yeah." Lou Yunran nodded vigorously, and tears were about to burst out from her eyes at any time.

"You have a good understanding!" Fang Hong nodded: "This eighth needle is not too mysterious. The reason why it is difficult for you and your father to make a breakthrough is that it is because you are in the wrong direction. If you are in the wrong direction, you will naturally get further and further away from the truth. Once you understand the key points, with your talent, it is not difficult to practice. Okay, now you try to use it once and show me."

"Well, okay." Lou Yunran took a few deep breaths to calm her excitement, and then began to try to use the eighth needle.

...

"No, it's not like this. Look at me." When Fang Hong found that Lou Yunran was doing something wrong, he would immediately start to correct it and demonstrate it with his own hands.

After Fang Hong's careful guidance, Lou Yunran made rapid progress. Every time he applied a needle, he would have new insights and his accuracy would also increase accordingly...

"Okay, you've been practicing almost all, take a break." After repeated several times, Fang Hong said to Lou Yunran: "After all, it's the peak needle technique of your Lou family. No matter how talented you are, you can't practice it in a day and a sunset."

When Fang Hong finished speaking, he found that Lou Yunran looked at him with a strange look, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Lou Yunran said, but he was muttering in his heart, then you can use it in one look, what's going on? (To be continued.) Mobile users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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