Another World: How to Practice Without Spiritual Energy

The old mansion of Tang's Commercial Bank.

Inside the Tangshan ward.

"Master Dongri, I have also seen my father's illness. His vitality is constantly slipping away and the cause cannot be found. We have asked the high priest to treat him before, but there is no improvement." Tang Xian'er introduced Tang Shan's condition.

Chen Xian came to the bed and reached out to check Tang Shan's pulse.

Tang Xian'er was not too surprised. She had found a small town doctor to treat her father before. They would touch her father's wrist first, then shake their heads and say that they could not find the cause of the disease and therefore could not treat it.

Tang Shan looked weak, and there seemed to be a cold air in his body. It was this cold air that blocked Tang Shan's meridians and eroded his vitality.

"When your father was awake before, did he often feel cold? Even in the hot summer, he would shiver all over. It was useless no matter how many clothes he wore or how many quilts he covered himself with, right?" Chen Xian asked affirmatively.

"Yes, sir, do you know the cause of the disease?" Tang Xian'er's beautiful eyes showed a hint of joy. Chen Xian was a person who could accurately describe the symptoms, and her way of addressing Chen Xian changed from Young Master Dongri to Mr. unconsciously.

"Well, it's very simple. Baozi, come here." Chen Xian said to Baozi who was sleeping on the ground. Baozi was woken up and jumped into Chen Xian's arms reluctantly.

"Sir, can your cat cure diseases?" Tang Xian'er looked at Baozi with some confusion.

"No, I just like to pet cats when I'm treating patients."

Ignoring Tang Xianer's surprised expression, Chen Xian placed one hand on Baozi and slowly practiced the Star Sword Canon. Strands of spiritual energy were converted through Baozi and he guided the spiritual energy into Tang Shan's body. The cold and damp air that blocked his meridians dissipated after meeting the spiritual energy. An hour later, Chen Xian let go of Tang Shan's arm.

He took out the silver needle and asked Tang Xian'er to get a lighted candle, burn the silver needle over the fire, and then used the Eight Palaces Acupuncture Method in the Qiankun Pharmacopoeia to apply acupuncture to several acupuncture points on Tang Shan's head and limbs.

After finishing, Chen Xian stood up and said to Tang Xian'er: "This silver needle cannot be removed before your father wakes up. He has been in a coma for too long, and it will probably take a day for him to regain consciousness. By then, you can remove the silver needle and feed him some porridge. After that, he can eat normally. It is estimated that he will recover in about a week."

Tang Xian'er was very happy. "Thank you Mr. Dong Ri for saving my life. Our Tang family can accept the cooperation you mentioned. In addition, Xian'er wants to become your disciple. I have only heard of the silver needle treatment method in ancient books. I hope you can teach me."

Chen Xian looked at Tang Xian'er. This girl was not a bad person by nature, but she was rather deep-minded. He still needed to test her for a while.

"Let's not talk about becoming my disciple. I will test you for a while. Our sect hates people who like to use poison the most. When you get rid of this bad habit, you can become my disciple again."

"I'm sorry, sir. I shouldn't have used poison on you before. Xian'er is just a weak woman. My family has suffered a great change. I only have the means of self-preservation to make medicine. I will never use poison easily in the future." Tang Xian'er promised solemnly.

Chen Xian waved his hand, "Forget it, your situation is indeed special, and you are forced to protect yourself. So you will be a registered disciple first. I will give you a book on medical theory. You study it on your own first. After half a year, if you pass the assessment, I will accept you as my disciple. By the way, where did you see the ancient book you mentioned?"

Tang Xianer thanked him quickly and said that she was still a student at the Wood Magic Academy of Nice Monster Academy. She found the ancient book by chance in the academy's library. It only mentioned that silver needles could be used for acupuncture to treat diseases.

Chen Xian became even more determined and decided to stay in the library after entering the school. He needed to understand this world, the cultivation system and the basis of energy.

"So, we will be classmates from now on." Chen Xian said with a hint of amusement.

Tang Xian'er lowered her head shyly.

"How about this, you stay home and take care of your father first. I need to go to the academy to process my admission. I also have a friend who is injured and needs my help."

After Chen Xian made the arrangements, he explained to Tang Xianer some things to pay attention to during rehabilitation, and then he gave Tang Xianer a book on basic medicine from the old man's medicine box. He then headed to the academy according to the route Tang Xianer had given him.

inner city.

A luxurious mansion.

The bearded sentry at the city gate was kneeling in front of a screen with a slender silhouette on it.

"Your Highness, the person you asked to get the token has appeared. He arrived a month later than you said. He came to the city with Tang Xian'er, the eldest daughter of the Tang family. He is now at Tang Xian'er's house. Oh, and he also has the dean's saint token."

The bearded man knelt on the ground, lowered his head and spoke respectfully.

A slender figure appeared behind the screen, and an ethereal voice rang out: "Go down and receive your reward. You have to keep the matter of that person a secret, okay?"

The bearded man nodded repeatedly and retreated happily.

In the quiet room, the graceful figure behind the screen said with some resentment, "This guy, I thought you were dead. You were a month late and even missed the entrance examination. Since you have the saint token from the dean, admission is not a problem. In just a few months, you hooked up with Tang Xian'er, the genius beauty from the Wood Magic Academy. You are simply a beast in human clothing."

The slender figure seemed to have thought of something, and said shyly: "No, it should be worse than beasts."

"How could he have the dean's saint token? The old dean has been in seclusion for several years, and even my father can't see him. I think there has never been a chance for me to become his disciple. Since that kid has seen the old dean, wouldn't he be able to find out where the old dean is just by following him?"

The slender figure looked at the egg-sized white crystal inlaid on the staff in her hand, smiled, and then instructed the maid at the door, "Get ready to bathe and change clothes. I have to go back to the academy today."