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Chapter 178? Mysterious Needle

"This is?"

Ye Ling noticed the three thin needles behind Zhang Zhiyue's head, and his eyes slightly condensed.

Zhang Zhiyue had long hair, and the three thin needles were hidden under his hair and pierced into his scalp. If Ye Ling had not used his soul to sweep Zhang Zhiyue's whole body with his soul, he would probably have not found the three thin needles.

Without hesitation, Ye Ling pulled out the three fine needles, Zhang Zhiyue's scarlet eyes quickly became normal, and the restless spiritual power in his body also returned to calm.

"Interesting... Just three thin needles can change a person's mental state. It seems that the person who uses the needle has a very good understanding of the structure of the human body."

"This needle... seems to be simple either."

After Ye Ling took out the fine needle, he used his soul to investigate Zhang Zhiyue's brain and found that the three needles just touched the brain's epidermis, which blocked Zhang Zhiyue's cognition and at the same time made the spiritual power in his body confused.

Just this trick, the medical skills of a man who uses acupuncture are super magical in this world!

Moreover, although the three thin needles are extremely small, they are carved with extremely precise patterns on them.

Carving complex patterns on needles less than five millimeters long is quite difficult even by relying on modern technology. These three thin needles... have been inserted on Zhang Zhiyue's head for decades!

There was such a craft decades ago, and people who use needles should not be underestimated.

"Master Ye, what happened?"

After seeing Ye Ling suppressing the crazy Zhang Zhiyue, Zhang Xiaoxia couldn't help but ask with lingering fear.

If she retreated slowly just now, she might be twisted by Zhang Zhiyue!

"Someone deliberately put Zhang Zhiyue in a state of madness, and it seems that he doesn't want to wake him up." Ye Ling said, removing the prison that bound Zhang Zhiyue, and at the same time using his spiritual power to help Zhang Zhiyue's spiritual power return to the right track and eliminate his infatuation.

Ye Ling had practiced "The Great Dao Xin Jue" before and knew the characteristics of this martial art.

"The Great Dao Xin Decision" is an extremely profound martial art on earth. It even touches the immortal level. Although it will become obsessed with the power of the martial arts, it can use the powerful force of the explosion to heal the injuries and extend life.

After becoming obsessed with the devil, according to the particularity of meridian operation in "The Great Dao Xin Jue", it will automatically repair the spiritual power operation route, and the demonic aliens will return to normal within ten years.

Ye Ling estimated that Zhang Zhiyue planned to lock himself up here for ten years and then leave after he was over, but he did not expect that outsiders forced his intervention, disrupting all his plans and allowing him to continue his infatuation for decades until today!

"The Great Dao Xin Decision" can self-repair the characteristics of being infatuated by the devil. Even Zhang Muya and other members of the school do not know about it, but the person who used the needle to move the needle was well aware of it. Just using three fine needles less than five millimeters blocked the hope of recovery in Zhang Zhiyue and wasted decades of Zhang Zhiyue's time.

If Ye Ling didn't believe that the person who moved the needle had no close contact with Zhengyi, he wouldn't believe it if he was beaten to death.

"Someone deliberately doesn't want to wake up my uncle?"

Hearing Ye Ling's words, Zhang Muya was shocked, "Why did they do this?"

Ye Ling said: "I have to ask Zhang Zhiyue."

"After Ye Feng kept Zhang Zhiyue into a mad state, he still wanted Zhuge Feng to come and control Zhang Zhiyue. It is likely that he wanted to dig out some secret from Zhang Zhiyue's mouth."

"And that kind of secret is something that cannot be obtained by soul searching."

Ye Ling gradually accepted this fact when soul searching is not popular on Earth.

In fact, in the Dongxuan Continent, in order to prevent the leakage of their own unique skills, major sects will have various counter-measures to search souls. Therefore, searching souls is actually an efficient and useless method, and can only achieve unexpected effects at certain specific times.

After Ye Ling returned to Earth, the great aliens lacked the means to deal with soul search. Ye Ling was very surprised at the beginning with this primitive and rough torture method. However, after he had more contact with Hongchen Pavilion, he found that any alien who could have something to do with Hongchen Pavilion had various countermeasures in his mind to search the soul, and they would explode and destroy themselves at any time.

In terms of soul search, the level of Hongchen Pavilion is almost catching up with Dongxuan Continent.

With the guys from Hongchen Pavilion as the foundation, Ye Ling was not surprised that Zhang Zhiyue had special countermeasures in his memory.

After Zhang Zhiyue faded away from his devilish state, not long after, his face gradually became rosy and his breathing returned to calm.

Ye Ling waited for a while, and Zhang Zhiyue woke up completely.

Zhang Zhiyue found himself lying on the ground, two young men and women who didn't know were standing beside him staring at him, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

He slowly stood up, "I'm..."

"Sir, uncle? Are you really awake?"

At this time, Zhang Muya's tremolo sounded in Zhang Zhiyue's ears. When Zhang Zhiyue heard the sound, he saw that Zhang Muya, who was gray-haired and hunched, was looking at her, her eyes were moist.

"Mu, Mu Ya? How did you become like this?"

Zhang Zhiyue couldn't believe his eyes. In his memory, Zhang Muya was still a beautiful woman with charm. Why is she now...

Zhang Zhiyue said in confusion: "How long have I been sleeping?"

"Uncle Master, you have been sleeping for seventy years!"

"Seventy years?"

Hearing Zhang Muya's words, Zhang Zhiyue was completely shocked, "Why did I get possessed for so long? "The Great Dao Xin Decision" should not..."

At this time, Ye Ling said: "Someone inserted a needle into your head, which hindered your cognition, and the running route of your body's exercises was also disrupted, so it would be normal that you could not recover."

"If you don't take out those fine needles, you may not be able to wake up until you die."

Hearing Ye Ling's words, Zhang Zhiyue forced himself to suppress the shock and confusion in his heart, clasped his fists and saluted Ye Ling, and asked, "I haven't asked you yet..."

Zhang Muya wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and quickly introduced to Zhang Zhiyue: "Uncle Master, this senior is Ye Ling, he saved you."

Zhang Zhiyue hurriedly thanked Ye Ling: "Thank you for your help! I dare to ask which school you are and where is your master? I will come to thank you another day!"

Zhang Muya was afraid that Zhang Zhiyue would make a joke, so she hurriedly said, "Uncle Master, Lord Ye is a ninth-grade red dust immortal, and Zhuge Feng, who is at the peak of the eighth-grade, is still lying there, but Lord Ye just taught him a lesson."

"And it's the 21st century now, and I'm no longer admiring the way I worship the mountain gate."

"Nine-grade Red Dust Immortal?"

Hearing Zhang Muya's words, Zhang Zhiyue was completely shocked.

Only then did he notice Zhuge Feng lying not far away, and a terrifying wave was stirred in his heart!

Even in their era of warlord separatism and heroes, the Nine-grade Red Dust Immortals have never been born!

Those land god-level figures are basically old monsters from hundreds of years ago and will not easily move around the world.

Zhang Zhiyue saw Ye Ling young before and regarded Ye Ling as a junior, but he didn't expect that he would make such a mistake!

Zhang Zhiyue hurriedly apologized to Ye Ling and said, "I am a little ignorant, so please forgive me for your crime."

The Immortal of the World is a realm he wants to see in his dreams. He is in the eighth grade all year round and knows how difficult it is to break through the ninth grade.

Zhang Zhiyue was originally one of the most promising geniuses to break through to the ninth grade. Unfortunately, after fighting with strangers from Yangguo, his heart was seriously damaged and he completely cut off his path to becoming immortal.

Therefore, Zhang Zhiyue has endless respect and envy for every ninth-grade immortal.

"Don't be obsessed with it. In terms of seniority, you are my senior."

Ye Ling smiled at Zhang Zhiyue, then turned back to the topic, lit out the three thin needles, and said to Zhang Zhiyue: "This is the needle taken from you, do you recognize it?"

When Zhang Zhiyue saw the thin needle in Ye Ling's hand, his pupils shrank slightly, "Tianji Needle?"
Chapter completed!
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