"That's unreasonable! Where did this bitch come from, and she dared to talk nonsense in front of the holy aunt!"

"Is this man blind? If she hadn't interrupted him just now, the Lin family's youngest son would have almost recovered."

"I just saw that this woman was brought in by Lin Shaomin. I don't think she has the aura of my Horton tribe's practicing skills. She must be an outside monk, right?"

"Isn't Lin Shaomin stupid? He brought a shrew to offend the holy aunt. Now her brother's only chance of being rescued is gone."

"Bah, it's your own fault. This woman is so arrogant and dares to slander the holy aunt. If she doesn't punish her, won't it make people think that our Horton tribe is easy to bully?!"

"Those who blaspheme the Holy Lady in this way should be sent to the [Unpure Abyss]!"

"Yes, send her to the [Unpure Abyss]!"

As the shouts of the people around him became louder and louder, the deacons and guards of Mule Pavilion also gathered around Muyan with unkind expressions.

Yashuang's face was as cold as ice, and she stared at Muyan coldly: "I, Yashuang, have treated countless patients. I have cured dozens of people for meridian atrophy alone. You dare to question my medical skills today. Okay, tell me about it.

, how do I destroy this kid? If you can't explain why, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

A middle-aged man standing in line next to Saint Aunt Yayue, who was playing the dulcimer, suddenly came forward and said loudly: "I also suffered from meridian atrophy a few years ago, and it was Saint Aunt Yashuang who cured me.

You, a lowly foreign woman, dare to slander Saint Aunt Mulege in the Qingye Palace, what are your intentions?"

Muyan glanced at the middle-aged man who was speaking, and sneered: "You really think your disease has been cured. Yes, your meridians are no longer shrinking, but the spiritual energy in your body has begun to get out of control, and it often hits the wind.

Chi, Baihui, Shenque and several important acupoints make it difficult for you to sleep and eat every day, and you are in pain. Isn't that why you came to see Saint Aunt Mulege for treatment today?"

The middle-aged man was stunned and almost shouted: "You, how do you know?"

Muyan said calmly: "I also know that this is not the first time you have been ill. When you were ill a year ago, the spiritual energy only impacted the foot, Shaoyin and Shaoyang meridians on your feet, making you unable to walk.

But this illness has already begun to threaten your life. However, you don’t have to worry too much, this pain will not last long..."

She smiled softly: "Because when you get sick for the third time, you will die directly and be completely relieved."

When the middle-aged man heard this, his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he wanted to yell at the girl for talking nonsense, and he wanted to refute it loudly, but all the sounds were blocked in his throat and he couldn't make any sound.

Because he knew that this woman was right. Every symptom she mentioned was extremely accurate, as if she was watching him get sick with her own eyes.

Unknowingly, all his thoughts had been completely grasped by the last sentence "When the third illness occurs, it will be immediate death", and even the awe of Mu Le Pavilion was completely forgotten.

"You...why...then what should I do, what should I do?"

Muyan turned her gaze to Ya Shuang and said in a deep voice: "Lin Shaocong's disease seems to be atrophy of the meridians on the surface, but in fact, the root cause of the disease is not in the meridians, but in the Dantian. If we just treat it as an ordinary venous atrophy
Chapter completed!