Chapter 73

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Looking at the other four sets, each of gold, wood, water, and earth, had corresponding gems perfectly embedded at their ends, with no visible signs of the embedding, as if the gems and the gold needles had grown together.

As Zhao Xinyu looked at this set of gold needles, his gaze fluctuated continuously. Gold itself is a luxury, and using gold to make acupuncture needles, not to mention the amount of gold used, the craftsmanship alone is beyond what ordinary people can afford.

Moreover, the five-element gems are hard to come by even with money. Embedding these gems on the needles, what kind of price would that be?

If this set of gold needles were sold to traditional Chinese medicine families like the Huas, it would not be a problem to sell for several million or even tens of millions.

However, Zhao Xinyu also knew that such needles might be one-of-a-kind. He himself is a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner and does not lack money. Even if he did, he would not sell such a unique set of needles.

Putting the gold needles back into the leather pouch, Zhao Xinyu began to study the techniques of the Hongmeng Five-Element Needles on the gold foil. He found that the techniques of the Hongmeng Five-Element Needles far exceeded the techniques he had learned, such as the Burning Mountain Fire and the Penetrating Heart Coolness, and the body's acupoints were transformed into the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams during needling.

As he deduced, his body began to emit a qi fluctuation, and the Hongmeng Scripture started to运转. He also picked up the gold needles to practice, and eventually, the Hongmeng Scripture and the Hongmeng Five-Element Needle techniques fused together.

Moreover, he could feel that if he used the Hongmeng Scripture to perform the Hongmeng Five-Element Needle techniques, the effectiveness of acupuncture would increase by at least one fold or more.

Feeling that he had initially grasped the application of the Hongmeng Five-Element Needle techniques, Zhao Xinyu put the gold foil away in the box, and his eyes suddenly became puzzled.

He had killed dozens of people, and the sticks left by those people had turned into trees, but the sandalwood box had not turned into a tree. Could it be that this space has an autonomous selection function, and wood used to make furniture would not take root and sprout?

Restoring the box, he pulled over the large bag that had accidentally hung on his arm, opened the zipper, and Zhao Xinyu couldn't help but shake his head in disappointment. He saw that it was not antiques or books, but a pile of stones with a hint of green, purple, or black.

Disappointed, he casually dumped the pile of stones on the ground. This space was extremely magical, capable of decomposing corpses, and he had not seen a single stone in the space except for the white peak in the lake. He thought the stones would quickly be decomposed by the magical soil in the space.

The next moment, the space trembled, and the area where he was began to rise. Initially, it was a mound of earth, and then rocks broke through the soil, growing at a visible speed.

In a few minutes, a continuous mountain range appeared in front of him. Many places on the mountain range exposed rocks with the colors he had seen earlier: green, purple, black, red, and yellow.

Damn, Zhao Xinyu couldn't help but curse. A mountain range suddenly appeared in the middle of the space, which he could originally see to the end. Looking at the barren mountain range, Zhao Xinyu felt like crying. He regretted not taking the stones out and throwing them away.

Damn, to go to the other side of the space, he would have to climb over the mountain, which would be a hassle for him.

But just as this thought appeared, he found himself on the other side of the mountain range, which surprised him. He felt a desire to go to the lake, and immediately he was at the edge of the lake.

This discovery instantly erased the disappointment on Zhao Xinyu's face. Many times, he had to walk to where he wanted to go, but now, because of the pile of stones, he discovered that he could move freely in the space. He really had to thank that pile of stones.

After staying in the space for a while, Zhao Xinyu left the space, opened the door, and took Heifeng to the place where he had planted grapes. Over this period, the grapes had grown to over three meters long, winding and sprawling on the bamboo frame. Among the large leaves, there were clusters of white, silk-like flowers in bud.

Looking at the dense, unopened flowers, Zhao Xinyu felt very excited. From the current situation, this year would be a bountiful year. Not only could he make money from the grapes, but he could also earn a lot from the Purple Emperor.

Huayuan is administratively a city-level unit. However, due to its location in the northwest, its economic development is relatively backward, and the overall development level of the city is not high.

In today's era of the decline of traditional Chinese medicine, Huayuan Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital is sparsely visited. In an office, six young men and women were idly passing time on their phones.

One of the young men kept sighing and slapping his head.

"Li Chun, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" A strong, tall young man over 1.8 meters tall looked at Li Chun with concern.

Li Chun turned to look at the young man, "Pang Mingyuan, why am I so unlucky? It's been the third year, and I still haven't passed the traditional Chinese medicine examination. I thought the local examination was too difficult, so this time I specifically chose to take the examination in Yangcheng, but..."

"What happened? Did you pass?" Pang Mingyuan asked. Their conversation immediately caught the attention of the other four men and women in the office.

"Let me tell you, I'm so unlucky. Do you know that Sun Buhui, Huangpu Jishi, Song Ci from the Song family, and Lei Jia from Leigong Mountain in Miaojiang also went to Yangcheng for the examination?"

"What does your examination have to do with them? As long as you pass, that's fine. By the way, they are all famous figures among the young generation. Many people want to meet them but can't. It's understandable that you couldn't match them."

Li Chun snorted, "You don't know, those four are freaks, but there was an even bigger freak. I made it to the fourth round, but in the end, except for that freak, the other four made diagnostic errors, which led to controversy. Even Huabi's old man got involved. He brought a patient, and I missed the opportunity..."

"Tell us what exactly happened."

Li Chun recounted the situation of the traditional Chinese medicine examination. When he mentioned that the freak didn't need to take the pulse to diagnose the patient's illness, Pang Mingyuan and the others gave Li Chun a look of disdain.

Li Chun became flustered, "I'm telling the truth. That Zhao Xinyu is really a freak, and his pulse-taking technique is very special, using only one finger."

Pang Mingyuan's body trembled. He stood up and stared at Li Chun, "Li Chun, what's the name of the examinee who outperformed Sun Buhui, Huangpu Jishi, Lei Feng, and Song Miao?"

"Zhao Xinyu. That guy is really bold, dirty, and smelly, and he even called Huabi's old man 'little brother.' You don't know how outrageous he was, but Huabi's old man wasn't angry at all and called Zhao Xinyu 'brother.'"

"Damn, he's my brother," Pang Mingyuan's eyes were full of excitement. In five years of university, Zhao Xinyu was his only friend, and they talked about everything. Pang Mingyuan also knew that Zhao Xinyu used only one finger for pulse-taking.

Thinking about Zhao Xinyu delivering food and picking up trash, and the description of the dirty and smelly brother, it matched his own evaluation of Zhao Xinyu. Therefore, Pang Mingyuan was certain that the Zhao Xinyu who dared to call Huabi's old man 'little brother' was his best brother.

Seeing Pang Mingyuan's reaction, Li Chun laughed, "Pang Mingyuan, you're just trying to ride the wave. How could a graduate from a third-rate university know Zhao Xinyu? With his talent, he wouldn't even go to a top traditional Chinese medicine university."

"I've heard of Zhao Xinyu's name. I saw it in my social circle. They say he grows vegetables and raises fish in Xihan Ridge in Pengcheng, earning over a million a year. He has a big dog and two extinct Longpeng. Now, Xihan Ridge has become a popular spot for internet celebrities," a doll-faced girl in her mid-twenties said as she stood up.

"Li Chun, is the Zhao Xinyu you mentioned a cripple who often wears a mask?" Thinking of his good brother, Pang Mingyuan asked with a hint of excitement.

"No, he's a normal person. What cripple? The Zhao Xinyu you're talking about must be someone else," Li Chun shook his head.

"Li Chun, look, is the Zhao Xinyu you mentioned this person?" The doll-faced girl pulled out a photo from her phone and handed it to Li Chun.

Li Chun took the phone and looked at it for a few seconds, "That's him. He made ten judges get scolded by Huabi's old man. You didn't see the awkwardness of those ten famous figures at the time. It was as awkward as it could be."

Pang Mingyuan, who was feeling disappointed, couldn't help but lean in to look at the photo of Zhao Xinyu on the phone. When he saw the person in the photo, his body trembled, and his tiger-like eyes misted over.

"Pang Mingyuan, what's wrong with you? I didn't mean anything. I just said that the Zhao Xinyu you mentioned isn't this Zhao Xinyu."

Pang Mingyuan wiped away his tears, "That's him. He's my brother Zhao Xinyu. I have his photo too."

After seeing the photo on Pang Mingyuan's phone, the other five people in the office were stunned. A person with such high traditional Chinese medicine talent went to a third-rate traditional Chinese medicine university, and they couldn't understand why.

"Pang Mingyuan, how could he be in your school?"

Pang Mingyuan's eyes flickered, and he told Li Chun and the others about his first meeting with Zhao Xinyu and the details of their five-year friendship.

Hearing about Zhao Xinyu's efforts to support his underachieving brother and not let his grandfather suffer, delivering food, picking up trash, and not returning home during holidays, eating only pickled vegetables, steamed buns, and instant noodles, Li Chun and the others fell silent. They almost couldn't imagine why Zhao Xinyu, who struggled for a living and almost lost his dignity, didn't show off his traditional Chinese medicine skills, which could have earned him a decent job and wealth that others couldn't match.

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