Chapter 1064: Chapter 28: Divine Scripture, Great Dao [Combined Edition] _2 Chapter 1064: Chapter 28: Divine Scripture, Great Dao [Combined Edition] _2 And then, Feng Yin managed to confuse himself with his own explanations.
Of course, the main reason was that he had already revealed almost all of the knowledge he possessed in his chest, and he couldn’t guarantee how much of it would be understood!
But even so, the effect was still significant and imdiate.
The Supre Nine Colors and the various venerable ancestors were completely baffled, each scratching their heads, feeling as if a new door had appeared before them, yet they could not find their way through it…
This feeling was extrely uncomfortable, yet they knew that beyond this door was a bright and clear path that they could not give up on no matter what…
“Cough cough…”
Dong Pingjiang, feigning modesty due to his age, said, “This, Kid Feng, could you perhaps explain in more detail? The earlier part you spoke of must be the profound and subtle teachings of your sect, which our limited understanding cannot fully grasp. The latter part encompasses many theories on internal and external injuries and ridian theories, which are profound yet enlightening for us…”
Feng Yin coughed and said, “Ahem, you are wise, sir. The earlier passage is the overall guideline for cultivation in my sect, it doesn’t touch upon the actual thods of cultivation, so there is no harm in those from the Outer Sect learning of it. As for the latter part, it consists of insights from my years of dical practice. In fact, it aligns with what we understand about ridians in principle, except what I’ve shared links theory with practice, incorporating ridians, blood vessels, acupuncture points, tendons, muscles, bones, and even bone marrow, including nerves…”
“Nerves? What are nerves?” the crowd asked collectively.
Feng Yin rubbed his forehead with a headache and said, “That… is a term I coined myself to describe certain symptoms…”
After thinking for a mont, he said, “Basically… it’s like when we get cut by a knife, it hurts a lot, right?”
The crowd nodded.
“Through multiple verifications, I found that it’s not the flesh that hurts, but what I call the nerve. If the nerve is severed, then no matter how many tis you are cut afterward, there will be no sensation.”
Feng Yin used the concept of surgery to explain it, causing the crowd to gasp in amazent, with so still in disbelief.
No sensation once the nerve is severed?
Is that even possible?
I don’t believe it!
Yellow Wind couldn’t help but jump out on the spot, extending one leg and said, “You sever my nerve, then cut a few tis to test it, will you?”
Feng Yin was dumbfounded: “…”
The old fellows around imdiately urged in unison, “Yes, yes, the proof of the pudding is in the eating, let’s test it out, Doctor Feng, get started.”
Feng Yin was speechless for a long while.
Is this really sothing you can just try out?
But upon consideration, limbs that have been severed can grow back, so it seems severing a nerve shouldn’t be too big of a problem, right?
He then said, “Trying it out is fine, but I must make one thing clear. We who are cultivators, especially senior practitioners like you, are not easily hard, and even if injured, we can recover in a very short ti. So as for the effect…”
Qing Ming chuckled, “That’s easy to fix!”
With that, he waved his hand and sealed off Yellow Wind’s cultivation, instantly reducing his strength by more than ninety-nine percent.
Yellow Wind didn’t hesitate to swallow a pill, boldly saying, “Go ahead.”
“I’ll do it!”
Qing Ming, clearly very excited, picked up a long knife, spirits high, “Kid Feng, just tell where to cut.”
Then, under the direction of Physician Feng, a chilling scene unfolded: Yellow Wind’s left leg, below the knee, was “thinned” by Qing Ming… essentially, the flesh below the knee was separated and removed, revealing a stark white skeleton.
In such a procedure, naturally, the blood vessels, arteries, and ridians were all severed as well.
Feng Yin focused his concentration on locating those tiny nerves still attached to the bone, continuing until he was certain all were severed.
As for those inside the bone marrow… they were left untouched for the ti being since they weren’t needed, sparing him the trouble of chopping off the bone.
Yellow Wind sat upright on a chair, seemingly chatting and laughing with ease, but his pupils were constricted.
The intense pain that penetrated to the marrow and reached the soul almost made him lose his composure. Thanks to years of cultivating composure, he managed not to embarrass himself.
He watched as the section of his leg between his knee and calf beca nothing but bare bones.
The feeling was… exquisitely sour and refreshing.
After quite a long ti, the procedure finally seed thorough.
Feng Yin checked several tis over before nodding with satisfaction, “That should do it.”
“What do we do next?” Qing Ming asked, waving his knife, clearly not yet sated and eager to make a few more cuts on Yellow Wind.
Yellow Wind angrily said, “Have you developed a taste for it? Don’t you go too far.”
Feng Yin replied, “Next, we need to ensure the wound above doesn’t hurt. Hm… never mind, with your level of cultivation, you’re well aware of where it hurts, and the injured person knows best. There can’t be any faking it.”
Yellow Wind boasted, “Of course, how could I not be clear about where it hurts?”
“Then you’d better keep that in mind. The upper part hurts now, right?”
“Right!”
“The lower part doesn’t hurt, does it?”
“Right! Eh… why doesn’t the lower part hurt? This…”
Yellow Wind looked at the area below his wound, then felt around, “The bone still has a slight feeling… but the flesh truly has no sensation. Is this what you were talking about, kid, the nerve thing?”
“Yes, now that the nerve is severed, you no longer feel the pain,” Feng Yin explained.
“I kind of understand what you’re saying now, but it’s still a bit hazy, this…” Yellow Wind expressed his dissatisfaction without reserve.
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