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Chapter 947 Golden light cleanses the marrow

Noticing this scene, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but look happy, and quickly wrapped his inner energy around the golden needle.

Inspired by Chen Ping'an's internal power and Song Chufeng's blood, the seventh golden needle suddenly emitted a dazzling light.

In an instant, golden light filled the room, and Chen Pingan and Song Chufeng were all bathed in it.

What shocked them most was that the golden light gradually entered their bodies, not only starting to heal their internal injuries, but also helping them cleanse their marrow.

Under the continuous influx of golden light, both Chen Ping'an and Song Chufeng could feel the warm feeling in their dantian.

"Sit cross-legged and use the breathing method to absorb as much golden light into the body as possible."

Chen Pingan knew that the light emitted by this seventh golden needle would bring great benefits to him and Song Chufeng, so he quickly reminded Song Chufeng.

After the latter heard Chen Pingan's reminder, he sat cross-legged with Chen Pingan without any hesitation.

As the breaths of the two gradually became regular and even.

The speed at which the golden light entered their bodies was also gradually increasing.

Soon, Chen Pingan and Song Chufeng were completely wrapped in golden light.

At this time, the internal energy, meridians, and bone marrow of the two people's bodies were also quietly changing.

At the same time, in the distance outside the room.

"Amitabha."

"Donor Chen, with this, we have just obtained the seventh golden needle."

After noticing the golden light emanating from the room where Chen Ping'an was, Monk Wuchan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and a very gratified smile appeared on his weathered and kind face.

"Wuchen Holy Monk, looking at this posture, Chen Xiaoyou should have already taken the seventh golden needle for his own use."

Hua Yingwu on the side also smiled at this moment, because he knew that after Chen Pingan obtained the seventh golden needle in a real sense, his injury would be cured soon.

This also means that his plan can begin to be implemented.

"In this way, all the causes have been planted."

"As for what kind of results it will bear, it depends on how you and Chen Xiaoyou do it."

Holy Monk Wu Zen nodded slightly and responded lightly.

"Holy Monk Wu Zen, I have prepared the rest of the medicinal materials, and I leave the Bodhi Fruit to you."

Seeing this, Hua Yingwu took the initiative to cup his hands and fists towards Monk Wuchan and bowed slightly.

"No rush, no rush."

"It will be a week at the earliest when Xiaoyou Chen comes out of quarantine. During this period, you can finish what you need to do."

Monk Wuchan finally stared at Chen Ping'an and responded softly.

"Master, why did you come out?"

At this moment, a petite figure that Chen Ping'an was very familiar with appeared here, and looked at Holy Monk Wu Zen with some surprise.

"You, a rebellious disciple, hang around a female benefactor all day long. If my master doesn't come out for some air, won't he be suffocated to death?"

Holy Monk Wuchan turned around, looked at the young monk quietly, stretched out his old hand, and touched the young monk's smooth head, his eyes full of pampering and expectation.

"Master, that's because Donor Nangong's grandma is injured, and I have to take care of her."

"Monks should be compassionate. Isn't this what Master taught me?"

The young monk chuckled and said to his master.

"At this time, you remember what I said to my teacher."

"When my teacher asks you to worship the Buddha and meditate, why don't you look so sensible?"

As the Holy Monk Wu Zen spoke, he raised his hand and slapped the young monk's smooth head hard.

"Master, don't hit me on the head all the time. I won't grow taller!"

The little monk was in pain, covered his bald head with both hands, and complained with some dissatisfaction.

He doesn't want to be as petite as he is now. He wants to become tall, because only in this way can Nangong Qingyu feel safe.

After hearing this, Holy Monk Wu Zen did not speak, but just stared at his only disciple, as if thinking about something.

"Holy Monk Wuchan, since Chen Xiaoyou still has seven days to go, I won't wait here."

"After all, there are still many important things waiting for me to do."

Hua Yingwu said these words with a serious expression.

"Leader Hua, what you are about to do will bring turmoil to the entire Jiangnan martial arts world, and will also bring great danger to yourself. Please be careful."

After learning that Hua Yingwu planned to leave, Holy Monk Wuchan turned his head and gave a serious warning.