binnovel Chapter 579 Healing
Chapter 579 Healing
As soon as those two words were uttered, the thirty-six eternally burning lamps in the hall suddenly dimmed.
Xie Wuchen's knees touched the ground first, and the black iron scabbard collided with the green jade ground, making a crisp "clang" sound.
The usually stern senior brother now had his forehead pressed to the ground, and even his breathing was extremely light - in the past three hundred years, he had never seen his master speak in this tone.
Su Xiaohe staggered in fear, and the medicine bag on his waist jingled. He frantically tried to straighten the crooked jade crown, but froze when Xuan Xiao's eyes swept over him, and he knelt directly in a half-squatting funny posture, and did not dare to pick up the three silver needles that slipped from his sleeves.
Lin Ci'an knelt the most uprightly.
The young man straightened his back, with the Jingzhe sword placed across his knees, but his fingertips hidden in his sleeves were trembling slightly - the look from his master just now made him feel as if he was being locked in by a thunder tribulation.
"Zi Yu."
Xuan Xiao suddenly called out.
Chu Ziyu, who was about to bend his knees, trembled all over, and when he raised his eyes, he happened to meet the surging sea of clouds in his master's eyes.
The spiritual power that supported him was as warm as a spring, but it made his eyes sore.
Xuan Xiao flicked his wide sleeves and placed them on Chu Ziyu's wrist.
"The spirit root riot has not been reported for three days, and the evil poison has penetrated into the bones, but it still holds on."
Xuan Xiao touched his forehead with his fingertips, and his voice was filled with rare fatigue. "Do you all really think that your teacher is blind?"
When the last word fell, the whole hall suddenly shook.
The seventy-two ancient swords hanging on the dome hummed at the same time, and the jade bells attached to the sword tassels rang, forming the tune of a "Purifying Heart Mantra".
Xie Wuchen raised his head suddenly: "Master!"
"Shut up."
Xuan Xiao sighed, "Is it because my teacher is too strict that you dare not even tell me about your injuries?"
Chu Ziyu pursed his lips, his long eyelashes drooping: "Disciple... just don't want Master to worry."
That strand of ice-blue spiritual power flowed along Chu Ziyu's meridians like a trickle.
Immortal Xuanxiao lightly touched his forehead with his fingertips, and the shadows of seven icy needles suddenly appeared, with fine frost flowers condensed at the ends of the needles.
"Bear with it." Xuan Xiao whispered.
Before he finished speaking, he pointed and pointed——
"laugh!"
Seven ice needles were pulled out of Chu Ziyu's body at the same time, bringing out wisps of cold air.
The moment the needle tip left his body, Chu Ziyu groaned, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his fingertips unconsciously clenched the hem of his clothes.
Xuan Xiao's eyes darkened slightly, and he placed his palm on his spiritual platform, injecting gentle spiritual power continuously to soothe his meridians that were shaken by the Ice Soul Needle leaving his body.
"The poison has penetrated into the bone marrow. Forcibly removing it will damage the root."
Xuan Xiao's tone was calm, but with unquestionable majesty, "But since you are my disciple, you don't have to endure this torture."
He drew a line with his fingertips, and a sharp sword energy suddenly condensed, but it did not slash towards Chu Ziyu, but pierced directly into his own palm!
“Master!”
Chu Ziyu's pupils suddenly shrank, and he subconsciously reached out to stop him, but was frozen in place by Xuan Xiao's indifferent glance.
Blood dripped down Xuan Xiao's palm, but turned into a red-gold blood bead in mid-air, floating between the two of them.
"I will use my blood to draw out the poison, so that you can be at ease."
Xuan Xiao snapped his fingers, and a drop of blood instantly sank into Chu Ziyu's chest.
“Ugh!”
Chu Ziyu's whole body trembled, and he felt a burning force exploding in his body. The evil poison that had been dormant deep in his bone marrow seemed to be burned by a raging fire, making a "hissing" sound, and turned into wisps of black smoke that spread out from his seven orifices.
His skin flushed abnormally, his breathing became rapid, and his whole body seemed to be roasted on fire. Even the corners of his eyes were stained with a thin layer of red.
"Master...Respected..."
He breathed hard and his voice was hoarse.
Xuan Xiao's expression remained unchanged. He placed his palm on his back to help him stabilize his surging spiritual power: "Bear with it for a while."