Super Student's Three-realms Army

"Right, Mr. Zhang, I heard from Little Song that you used a miraculous Acupuncture Arts to treat the blood clot on Qin Xiyan's skull."    

"The Acupuncture Arts can make seventy-seven, forty-nine silver needles tremble at the same time …"    

"According to what Little Song described to me earlier, in my memory, there is only one type of acupuncture that is compatible with the law. I wonder if …"    

Speaking to this point, Liu Zhengguo didn't finish his sentence. Instead, he looked at Zhang Xiaofann with great anticipation, waiting for the next part.    

"That's right, the needle I used to heal Qin Xiyan was the Ghost Burial Needle, one of the thirteen needles from the Ghost sect …"    

Seeing that Liu Zhengguo had already recognized the thirteen needles of Zhang Xiaofann, Zhang Xiaofann spread his hands and said helplessly.    

"Thirteen Ghost Gate needles?!"    

"It's actually, really the long-lost Thirteen Needles of the Ghost sect …!"    

After getting a positive answer from Zhang Xiaofann, Liu Zhengguo's excitement was indescribable. He looked at Zhang Xiaofann with disbelief.    

"If my memory is correct, then hasn't the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost sect already been lost hundreds of years ago?!"    

"Even when this old man found out about the thirteen needles, he only found out from an ancient book that recorded the Acupuncture Arts of traditional Chinese medicine, that there was something related to the thirteen needles …"    

"Oh, this Ghost sect's thirteen needles are just as you said. They were already lost in the world hundreds of years ago."    

"However, when my master was young, he traveled all over the place and happened to meet an old Taoist in an unknown Taoist temple."    

"My master's Thirteen Needles from the Ghost sect was obtained from this old Daoist. It was only now that it was transmitted to my generation …"    

Zhang Xiaofann casually explained and didn't have any intention of continuing to talk about this matter.    

However, Zhang Xiaofann didn't want to say anything more.    

However, from the expression on his face, it could be seen that Liu Zhengguo's face was full of worship.    

In Liu Zhengguo's eyes, this was what a true expert was. He was simply a chosen one with a lot of luck!    

Putting everything else aside, this Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Door was known to have been lost for hundreds of years as a acupuncture technique in China and even in the world of medicine.    

He didn't know how much authority there was in Chinese medicine, but if the professor wanted to learn it, he would never be able to find a way out.    

However, it was exactly the thirteen needles that so many people dreamed of getting that finally got Zhang Xiaofann's master to learn the essence from an old Taoist and teach it to Zhang Xiaofann.    

Tell me, if such a person did not get the luck, then what did it mean to have the luck?!    

This luck is simply enough to make people jealous and envious …    

"Heh heh …" "Mr. Zhang, you really are a great disciple with a famous teacher!"    

"No wonder you are able to master such an unfathomable and profound Acupuncture Arts at such a young age. So it turns out that your respected master is also an expert whose luck has taken a turn for the better."    

Liu Zhengguo's tone also paused slightly when he said that. Then, he changed the topic.