Republic of China Era: Entering the Dao through Divine Strike.

As the clover pattern of the character "生" (life) was fully formed.

A pure white light flashed on the painting, and the yellow paper suddenly became profound and mysterious. Two exclamations of surprise rang out from the side at the same time.

"He's alive! He's really alive this time!" Zhuang Hongxiu's eyes were filled with shock, and her voice trembled slightly.

"That's the feeling, it's even more profound than the pictures and text in the book."

Li Xiaowan quickly moved closer, her eyes glued to the painting.

The painting has indeed changed somewhat; both ethereal and profound qualities appear simultaneously in a single word.

After looking at it for a while, it seemed as if I could see clouds and mist rising above the earth.

It's incredibly amazing.

Li Xin estimated that the annotations written between the lines of the "Huangdi Neijing" were probably illusory images drawn by a master from an unknown era using supreme wisdom.

Even without any energy attached, it still possesses a strange Daoist charm.

The reason I can sense it is because of spiritual [psychic abilities].

But Li Xiaowan could also sense that it was indeed remarkable.

It can only be said that bad bamboo does not necessarily produce bad bamboo shoots; sometimes, it can produce good bamboo shoots.

For someone of my second uncle's character to have given birth to such a daughter, Heaven is truly kind to their family.

Unfortunately, he didn't have the good fortune to wait until his daughter, who possessed extraordinary talent, grew up.

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Chapter Ninety: Seven Stars Lock Fate

"Xiao Wan, since you can see the secret of this picture, can you also see other useful things from that person's annotations?"

Li Xin suddenly thought of something.

A true master can convey profound meaning even in the smallest words.

Those that have survived to this day are extremely precious.

Li Xiaowan has been studying that medical book these past few days; surely she hasn't come up with nothing?

"I've learned a lot about prescription diagnosis and treatment. But my biggest takeaway is a set of acupuncture techniques."

The annotation states that this acupuncture technique is called "Seven Stars Locking Life," which can seal the body's vital energy. Unfortunately, it can only delay the onset of illness, not cure it.

Li Xiaowan's eyes were slightly red.

She had clearly figured out what methods her father had used to prolong the life of that terminally ill patient by one to three months, and why he treasured this book so much.

"Second brother, this acupuncture technique is very simple. Even someone with a steady hand can use it easily."

Moreover, according to the book, even if it is used incorrectly, it will not cause any harm.

I secretly watched my father give acupuncture that day and learned a thing or two. Why don't I try giving acupuncture myself?

"No need, Xiaowan, you tell me, I'll use the needle myself."

Li Xin shook his head and picked up a silver needle.

When he was learning Baguaquan at the school, his senior sister Cheng Feiyan had already taught him the names of all the meridians in his body and pointed out the names of the major acupoints. Now, learning acupuncture was effortless for him.

"The main acupoints are seven major points on the chest: Tanzhong, Zhongting, Jiuwei, Juque, Rugen, Tiantu, and Yutang. The needles are inserted three-tenths of an inch deep, and the needle tail is vibrated using the ordinary shaking needle method..."

As Li Xiaowan recited, Li Xin memorized each word.

"I'll give it a try first."

Li Xin considered himself to have a strong physique and the ability to precisely control the depth of needle insertion.

Right then and there, I tried it on my chest and understood.

"Sure enough, as the seven needles vibrated simultaneously, the fluctuations of qi and blood deep within the body were reduced to a minimum, and even the mind seemed to calm down."

My heart rate slowed down drastically, and my breathing almost stopped.

It's like... it's like the legendary Turtle Breathing Technique...

Li Xin described his physical sensations in detail, and couldn't help but marvel at the skill of the acupuncture technique.

He continued using the needles, gently vibrating the ends of the seven silver needles on his chest with the force of the Qianyang Fierce Fire.

hum...

The feeling has changed again.

He found himself feeling as if he were sinking into a warm spring, his limbs and bones feeling warm and comfortable.

All the numbness, pain, itching, worry, fear, and shock have faded away.

A relaxed and carefree smile naturally appeared on his face.

He could even feel that his body was solidified and sealed in this state.

"Excellent acupuncture technique."

Li Xin pulled out the silver needle and couldn't help but sigh.

I tried the drawn text image again...

Use the most primitive method: burn it with fire, dissolve it in water, and drink it all in one gulp.

Immediately, I felt my body's blood and energy surging, my vital energy boiling, and my constitution subtly improved slightly.

The slight fatigue I experienced while diligently training with my senior sister earlier.

After being drunk from a bowl of water, it immediately disappeared without a trace.

It's like when you first wake up, you're in the best possible condition.

He thought for a moment, picked up a sharp knife from the table, and forcefully cut a small wound on his finger.

Upon closer inspection, as the heat surged and gathered at the fingertips, the wound miraculously closed and scabbed over in the blink of an eye.

Touching it again, I only felt a slight itch, and the wound had almost healed...

As the heat in his body slowly subsided, Li Xin discovered that his fingers were now smooth and clean.

Not only were the wounds gone, but even the red marks had disappeared.

"This……"

"so amazing."

The two women inside the room opened their mouths, and for a moment, their breathing became a little rapid.

Zhuang Hongxiu secretly closed the window a little and whispered, "Young Master, can others learn such a magical talisman?"

Upon hearing this, Li Xiaowan's ears perked up, and she gripped the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white.

"You can't learn this. It's not actually a talisman. It's something I drew with my heart and soul using a unique martial arts technique. Just think of it as a unique martial arts technique that you can't use often."

Zhuang Hongxiu's eyes were full of joy. "That's still amazing. It can save your life in a critical moment."

Li Xiaowan looked regretful. "What a pity. If I could learn it, I could cure so many people's illnesses."

If she studied medicine more deeply, she would be able to see that Li Xin's previous wound recovery was not simply a matter of treating the injury, but rather the activation of the body's enormous vitality.

According to ancient physicians, human illnesses are nothing more than the two energies of life and death.

When you have plenty of vital energy, it's hard for any illness to arise.

If the deathly aura is too strong, there is no cure.

The water drunk after the picture was burned to ashes is clearly meant to replenish vital energy.

It should be the supreme medical technique of the Zhuyou school, capable of curing all diseases, but unfortunately, it cannot be used.

"What are you so disappointed about, Xiao Wan? The young master has learned his lesson. As long as we can keep our own people safe, that's enough. How can we really expect everyone in the world to be free from illness?"

That is indeed the case.

Upon hearing this, Li Xiaowan blushed slightly, realizing that she had been too greedy.

Li Xin was in a good mood: "Hongxiu, actually, Xiaowan's idea is very much in line with that of a physician. Even if the two of us learn amazing medical skills, we are not qualified doctors."

He understands his own temperament well and doesn't force anything.

If you are successful, you will help the world, and if you are poor, you will be alone.

This strange "life" character image is really not very practical if you have to rely on your own faith power to create it.

Unless one day it becomes so easy to gain faith, I will not consider helping all living beings.

"However, it can be used as a trump card, so that if a close friend or relative is injured or falls ill, there will be someone to turn to for help."

Li Xin chuckled, then suddenly remembered something and turned to ask Zhuang Hongxiu.

"This morning, Yang Fan reported that Sang Ling'er, a famous actress at the Wanfuyuan Opera House, had suffered a heart attack."

He had stopped breathing, but someone brought him back to life... It's all over the streets now. Do you remember who the doctor who saved him was?

"Strangely, no one has made a name for themselves. Nunu specifically instructed Yang Fan to inquire carefully, but there was no concrete information."

Zhuang Hongxiu added, "He's been keeping an eye on Prince Yi's mansion, and that young prince, Yuji, still goes to Wanfu Garden to watch operas every day?"

Li Xin found it increasingly strange.

It seems that someone is intentionally or unintentionally conveying some important information to me.

"You mean that young prince, who has been staying home these days, doing nothing but watching operas?"

"It has been confirmed that his favorite play is 'The Mulberry Garden Gathering,' which happens to be performed by the famous actress Sang Ling'er..."

Zhuang Hongxiu answered casually, but then suddenly stopped, a strange look appearing in her eyes.

She clearly sensed that something was wrong.

"Xiao Wan, go read some books. Learn some powerful techniques; we'll need you when our family needs medical care."

Li Xin turned to look at his cousin.

"Okay, Second Brother."

Li Xiaowan returned a sweet smile, then turned and left.

Walking to the west wing, I stopped and looked around, and saw my mother wearing an apron, smiling broadly as she served mutton soup and rice to people.

Compared to the sheltered lady who never lifted a finger in her boudoir.

Now, her face has a more down-to-earth look.

The light in his eyes had dimmed considerably.

"Ugh……"

Young Li Xiaowan sighed, her head bowed slightly like an old woman's...

Facing the wind outside, I felt a chill in the corners of my eyes.

……

"Such a sophisticated scheme, such an extremely subtle message—is this a baiting trap to lure a predatory predator?"

Li Xin's gaze turned slightly cold.

He said in a deep voice, "The fact that the famous actress Sang Lian'er was brought back from the dead and saved by a doctor is exactly the same as what Baoshentang said at the time."

Furthermore, Yuji of Prince Yi's Mansion, who never listens to operas in the morning or evening, has been going to Wanfu Garden so frequently lately.

He's like a theater fanatic, practically afraid I won't go.

"Dr. Li Wanshan..." Zhuang Hongxiu's expression turned slightly unpleasant.

Li Xin remained expressionless, his gaze passing through the window to Li Xiaowan's forlorn figure. He shook his head and said, "My second uncle is already dead. Even if he isn't, he's dead."

He gave me five taels of silver back then, and I returned his son Ping'an to him; that was already doing him a favor. On the contrary, he might not have done right by my parents in the afterlife.

Li Xin wondered who was the person who released this information, using the news that his second uncle was still alive and receiving treatment to lure him in.

But he knew that the more the enemy wanted him to do something, the less he should do it rashly.

It's not a matter of being bold or cowardly; it's that I don't have a penchant for self-harm or suicide.

Thinking of self-harm and suicide, he recalled the old martial arts expert Zhang Mingyuan he had met in the embassy district that day.