The Condor Heroes: The Quanzhen Sect has produced a vengeful master!

The image of the insect flashed through Wang Jiuling's mind.

The insect was biting the skin on his palm, as if it was trying to burrow inside...

"Fellow Daoist, what exactly is going on?"

Faced with Wei Tianwang's question, Wang Jiuling did not answer. He closed his eyes and recalled the situation at that time.

The abbot's body was right behind him, and the insects appeared in that direction...

This is no coincidence.

Is it possible that the insect came from the abbot's body?

The insect tried to burrow into his flesh, and when it couldn't bite into the flesh of his palm, it even tried to jump onto his face...

Now look at Wei Tianwang's condition and the insect that has vanished without a trace.

Could the worm be inside Wei Tianwang's body? His symptoms are exactly the same as that of the temple master—amnesia.

It matches up, it seems like it really does match up?

Wang Jiuling opened his eyes, gasped, and was shocked by his own guess.

What kind of insect is this?

He shared his analysis with others.

"What?! That can't be right!? There are such insects in the world?"

Wei Tianwang was clearly frightened, and kept touching his head.

"Fellow Daoist! Don't scare me!"

Wang Jiuling shook his head.

The world is vast and full of wonders.

But that insect can ignore my true energy, so how can I deal with it...?

If the worm is really inside Wei Tianwang's head, it's almost impossible to remove it.

We can't exactly perform brain surgery on Wei Tianwang, can we?

"Just now I examined your body, and you only had no sensation at the acupoint between your eyebrows, which is definitely unusual."

Moreover, you and the abbot of Vajra Gate Temple share the same symptoms of amnesia.

Wang Jiuling spoke with such conviction that Wei Tianwang's face turned pale. The thought that there might be a bug in his head made him feel like the sky was about to fall.

How could this happen?!

Wang Jiuling was in a heavy mood at this moment, and he was thinking about many other things.

What other reasons could have caused Master Chongyang's amnesia besides schizophrenia?

Could it be...?

Wang Jiuling didn't even dare to think about it anymore.

He ignored everyone else and instead closed his eyes to ponder a solution.

In fact, the method of checking closed acupoints was something that Wang Jiuling had just figured out.

A few days ago, when Wang Jiuling was studying the incomplete "Northern Darkness Divine Art", and last night when he was fighting with Huanxi Miller and observing the other party's Northern Darkness Divine Art, he discovered a problem.

The Northern Darkness Divine Art has one particularly powerful aspect.

When a cultivator absorbs another's internal energy, all acupoints except for the Shaoshang and Tanzhong acupoints are closed.

In this way, even if the absorbed internal energy is out of control, they can only be forcibly drawn into the Tanzhong acupoint along a predetermined route.

It can maintain the "pressure" of the meridians, so that the vital energy will not dissipate from other major acupoints.

This is far more sophisticated than Gongsun Zhi's weak acupoint-sealing technique back then.

This gave Wang Jiuling a lot of inspiration.

The Nine Yang Divine Skill becomes increasingly difficult as you progress. As hundreds of acupoints around his body are gradually opened, Wang Jiuling's meridians lack sufficient "pressure" during subsequent acupoint openings, making it extremely easy for energy to leak out.

In fact, the reason why Zhang Wuji was able to master the Nine Yang Manual in The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber was because his major acupoints were blocked in the Qiankun Qi Bag, preventing his true energy from leaking out.

It's essentially a matter of pressure.

Therefore, Wang Jiuling wondered if he could learn the acupoint-closing method of the Northern Darkness Divine Art, so that the true energy in his body could fill the major acupoints of his body without dissipating.

In this way, the "pressure" in the meridians increases.

Using this method to target the acupoints will yield twice the results with half the effort.

However, Wang Jiuling's meridians are currently damaged, making it unsuitable for him to attempt this.

So instead of using it on himself first, he used it to examine Wei Tianwang's ailment.

This time, it actually worked!

"Fellow Daoist! You must save me, fellow Daoist!"

Fang Tianlao and Wei Tianwang never mentioned returning to Shaolin Temple in the Western Regions again, and instead regarded Wang Jiuling as their only hope for salvation.

Over the next two days, as the group made their way to Silent Valley, Wang Jiuling tried various methods.

However, the effect was never significant.

That day, they stopped to rest in a small town.

Wei Tianwang was listless and looked completely dejected.

That's how people are; some illnesses are fine when you're unaware of them, but once you find out, all sorts of problems arise.

"Qingyangzi! Do you think that Huanxi Miller might be chasing after us?"

Ma Guangzu stood in front of a restaurant, his face full of worry.

Wang Jiuling nodded and walked into the restaurant.

"He's definitely behind us, but we still need to rest and eat well so we'll have the strength to deal with him."

They have been traveling for days and are still less than halfway to Silent Valley.

After entering the restaurant and ordering some food to fill their stomachs, everyone sat together.

"After we finish eating, let's try using blood to see if we can lure the worms out."

"Rest assured, I will do my utmost; it is my duty."

"The food hasn't arrived yet," Wang Jiuling said softly.

Wei Tianwang nodded. These past few days, he didn't know if it was just his imagination, but he kept saying that he could feel bugs crawling inside his head.

Moreover, Ma Guangzuo said that he felt uncomfortable all over, as if he had been "infected" by him, because he described it so vividly.

"Amitabha Buddha, junior brother, with your mindset, you have broken the precepts..."

Fang Tianlao was trying to persuade his junior brother to take it easy when a white shadow suddenly darted over and jumped into Wei Tianwang's arms.

Everyone looked down.

It was a white weasel, as long as a person's arm, with red eyes and pure white fur, as white as snow, without a single blemish.

At that moment, the white ferret was poking its head out, sniffing all over Wei Tianwang.

Soon, its head was brought close to Wei Tianwang's face, and it even stuck out its long, thin tongue to lick him.

"Huh? What's this?"

To everyone's surprise, Wei Tianwang waved his hand and pressed the white weasel's head down to prevent it from licking it.

Ma Guangzuo got up to grab it.

The white weasel was very agile, and in a flash it darted around Wei Tianwang's waist and onto his back.

Its fur was so smooth that when Ma Guangzuo tried to grab it, his hand slipped away.

"Hey! I said..."

Ma Guangzuo went around to continue grabbing, while Wang Jiuling's pupils suddenly contracted.

Because he noticed that Wei Tianwang's upper eyelid suddenly bulged up a little, so much so that it stretched his eyelid up.

Insects! Wang Jiuling immediately realized it, but the insects only made a brief movement before disappearing again.

Wei Tianwang felt discomfort in his eyes and was rubbing them with his hands.

The white weasel seemed to have smelled something that pleased it, and it stretched its head out again, sticking its nose towards Wei Tianwang's eyes, and kept sniffing.

And the eye it was sniffing was the very one the insect had just revealed!

At that moment, Ma Guangzu grabbed the white weasel's hind leg from behind.

Squeak!

The white weasel was startled. It cried out, kicked its hind legs, broke free from Ma Guangzuo's grasp, and darted away in a flash.

Wang Jiuling reacted quickly and chased after him without hesitation.