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Chapter 172: Heart Meridian 2

In the room, Ling Xiaotian quickly sat down and began to open the consciousness space with not much good and blessing value. As soon as the space opened, he saw a little golden light flashing inside. Ling Xiaotian himself couldn't help but be stunned by such a magical scene. He did not deliberately practice the Buddha Seal of the Heart Sutra, but it was strange that it automatically advanced by itself. , the previous headache seemed to be caused by these little golden lights. He calmed down and let his thoughts sink into the light spot. He knew that only after absorbing these little golden lights could he really break through the second layer of the Heart Sutra, and some Buddha seals could be used. He couldn't help but be a little excited to think of this. At the beginning, he saw it in the painting. The scene is still vivid in his mind. He doesn't know what kind of effect he will exert at that time. Is it powerful or not? People are looking forward to unknown things.

But the journey of practice is not so smooth. Ling Xiaotian's thought was too simple. As soon as his mind sank in, he was immediately surrounded by a little golden light, and then a pulling force was like tearing his soul, poof! A mouthful of blood spit out of Ling Xiaotian's mouth, and others also fell to the ground and was devoured by the powerful Buddha power. He temporarily lost consciousness. He was eager to achieve success and forgot to carry the dragon-shaped nine-turn protection first.

Ling Xiaotian's injury was clearly seen by Biyun. She saw a golden light flash on Ling Xiaotian's head, and then she spit blood and fell to the ground. Without saying anything, she put down the work on her hand and hurried to Ling Xiaotian's room. The door was locked. It was rare that Biyun and Ling Xiaotian was also too careless. Fortunately, Biyun was not the one to deal with him, otherwise He is very dangerous at this moment.

After Biyun entered the room, she helped Ling Xiaotian up, "Wake up, how are you?" Ling Xiaotian did not respond. Biyun quickly checked Ling Xiaotian's body. The next moment, she was stunned. Ling Xiaotian's body was not damaged, and his pulse was very stable, but the blood on the ground told her that Ling Xiaotian was indeed injured, but she could not detect where she was injured.

This is the first time Biyun has seen this kind of thing. If she has suffered an internal injury, it will be easy. She can heal Ling Xiaotian's luck, but now she can't find out the reason. She dares not act rashly. Suddenly, she remembered what Ling Xiaotian said. No matter what happens, don't come in and disturb him without his order? Is this the way he practices? Biyun was very hesitant and didn't know how to deal with it. She thought of a person, her good friend, who is now working in the municipal hospital. Maybe she will know a little. After a while, when she saw that Ling Xiaotian did not wake up, she had to call.

"Qin Lu, are you free now?" Biyun dialed her friend's phone number.

"What's the matter, Biyun? I've just started work." Qin Lu said.

"Someone here has something wrong with me. Can you come here?"

"What's so urgent?"

"It's not clear on the phone. If there is nothing urgent, come here quickly." Biyun Road.

"Okay, I'll ask for a leave now. I'll be there in about 20 minutes." Qin Lu hung up the phone after saying that.

Biyun held Ling Xiaotian in ** and sat by the bed to observe Ling Xiaotian. She saw that he was calm and there was nothing abnormal, but she fainted and had no sense at all, especially like a vegetable. She didn't know how thrill Ling Xiaotian was at this time.

Ling Xiaotian's consciousness fainted, but his mind was not, and he was still trying to compete with the little golden light point. He knew the arrival of Biyun. He was very strange. How could this woman know that she fainted? It seemed that this quiet house was a little mysterious and not as simple as a teahouse. But now he has no time to think about these things, and Xiao Jinguang made him very painful.

What should I do? If it goes on like this, his thoughts will be pulled into thousands of points, and then he will become an idiot, so he silently recites the formula of the Heart Sutra. While there is still ideas to understand, he dare not relax at all. As soon as he moves, a formula appears in the consciousness space, and the little golden light turns into ancient words in the space, and Ling Xiao Heaven found that his thoughts were like a pale golden cloud floating in the middle of the formula.

This formula is not complicated, only one sentence, "Wan Niankong will be printed by itself." It seems simple, but it is not easy to do ten thousand thoughts and empty talk. Ling Xiaotian fell into meditation. Now he feels a burst of sharp pain, which has not decreased at all. Instead, there are more and more painful images. If he can't rule out distracting thoughts, he may break his thoughts and become an idiot or a vegetable, that is, brain death.

Now Ling Xiaotian was a little regretful. He tried to calm his distractions. At first, it was very effective. He gradually forgot many things and slowly emptied them. However, when the scene of men and women and the joy of his bed brother flashed, he found that he could not forget them at all. Those pictures were like those pictures were embedded in his mind. The more he wanted to forget them, the more he wanted to forget them. Remember, the clearer it is, the more he feels that his head is about to burst.

The cultivation of Buddha must be forgetful. Ling Xiaotian can't do it. At this time, he is in extreme danger. What should he do? He must think of a way, otherwise a big disaster will come.

Biyun by the bed has been observing Ling Xiaotian. During the period when Qin Lu did not arrive, she found that Ling Xiaotian's forehead was sweating wildly, and the blue veins were exposed. This was a situation of going crazy. She didn't know what to do. She looked hard at her watch and waited for Qin Lu's arrival.

Fortunately, Qin Lu said that she really arrived in 20 minutes. When she arrived at Qingyouju and called Ling Xiaotian's room, Biyun was relieved to see this, "Qin Lu, come and have a look. He doesn't seem to be able to do it."

Qin Lu hurried over and first checked Ling Xiaotian's eyes and found that there was no god in his eyes. This is the image of the collapse of the soul, that is, life is slowly losing. "He is demonised and practicing a strange magic skill." Qin Lu is good at ancient martial arts, which is specially aimed at people with internal injuries. Of course, ordinary people will not take action.

"Is there any way to save him?" Biyun asked.

"Biyun, who is he?" It is difficult to save Ling Xiaotian. There is only one way to try, because she has no choice but to let her fate.

"He is my guest."

"What are you so nervous about a guest?" Seeing that Ling Xiaotian was handsome, Qin Lu naturally didn't believe that a guest would let him come, which was a unique thing in the past.

"That's true. It's just strange. I repeatedly told me in my heart that this man can't be fine. I have no choice but to come to you." Biyun said.

"Is it really that simple?"

"What's the relationship between us? What can I hide from you? Hurry up, he seems to be dying." At this time, Biyun found that Ling Xiaotian's body was slowly warming down and his vitality was rapidly losing.

"Actually, I have no choice but to do my best." Qin Lu said.

"What can I do?"

"He has lost consciousness now, and he may not have lost his mind. Your Taoist mind-clearing secret may be useful to him, but I can't tell him, only you can."

"Do you want me to use the art of soul awakening?" Biyun was stunned.

"That's right, so you have to think about it. It's not a lot of harm to you." Qin Lu said.

"I have no problem. Let's save people first." Biyun paused and said.

"Okay, I'll open his spiritual knowledge with a needle, and you transmit the sound to him with the strongest true qi. I don't know if this method works. At this time, we can only try our best." After saying that, Qin Lu took out a cloth bag, and then pulled out the golden needle and inserted it into Ling Xiaotian's spiritual hole as fast as lightning. Ling Xiaotian's body trembled, and then Qin Lu whispered, "It's time to start."

Biyun did not dare to neglect, and his body moved his true qi crazily, and then condensed his mind. He spread to the big hole on the needle with a gasification sound, and a clear heart formula blurted out.