Asking The Immortal Dao

After one hour, the water temperature became cold, and the two men reluctantly crawled out of the medicine tank.

It is still a fixed evening class and boxing practice. Qin Sang has developed a habit, returning to house in Haishi, and started cultivation "Netherworld Sutra" again.

After completing a circulation, Qin Sang suddenly stopped the cultivation, opened his eyes, and looked shocked.

During this period, he has become accustomed to every small improvement, but today is suddenly different. With just one circulation, he can catch up with the improvement of the past half day!

Qin Sang felt the visibly stronger'qi' in his body, and hurriedly settled down again, continuing to the next circulation.

The second circulation is still significantly improved, but slightly smaller than the previous one. Qin Sang then controls the operation of the cultivation technique. After each circulation, the effect of the improvement decreases, until the ninth circulation, it has changed. It has to be the same as usual.

After the nine major circulations, Qin Sang lay down and was supposed to sleep for two hours to replenish energy, but he couldn't fall asleep with excitement.

Suddenly making such a big progress today, the only explanation is that the medicated bath last night, did not expect Old Daoist Priest's medicine recipe not only to Cultivating Body Strengthening Essence, but also to "Netherworld Sutra" All work.

It is worthy of being an imperial physician.

Qin Sang secretly rejoiced that "Crouching Tiger Long Fist" really used it well, but fortunately it pulled the bright moon into the water, otherwise it would be impossible for him to come up with a recipe for him!

Thinking of this, Qin Sang hurriedly recalled that his memory seemed to have improved. He wrote down the medicine recipe exactly, and he could also collect medicine and dispense his own medicine if he departed from the old ways.

With the help of the medicated bath, Qin Sang finally saw the dawn of breakthrough, and was so excited that it was difficult to fall asleep. Soon after the day light broke, Qin Sang got up and hurried to Azure Sheep Hall to burn the fire and boil the medicine.

The two masters and apprentices finished washing and came to the great hall. The first time I saw Qin Sang so positive, I couldn’t help but looked at each other in blank dismay,

Daoist Priest Ji Xin hand strokes the long hair , Said with a smile: "How about, Poor Daoist medicine recipe, how effective is it?"

"You deserve to be a Divine Doctor! Divine medicine!"

Qin Sang keeps going up again and again Thumbs, flatteringly leaned forward, "Daoist Priest, how many ancient recipes do you have, can you take them out so that you can have a long experience?" Daoist Priest Ji Xin snorted again and shook his sleeves. go.

Mingyue approached Qin Sang, moved his back unnaturally, and asked in a low voice: "Senior Brother, how did you feel last night? Why do I feel that my body has been hot and unbearable? Itchy, I fell asleep very late, I didn’t think it was any good."

Mingyue must be affected by medicinal power, but Mingyue will not be "Netherworld Sutra". It is estimated that the efficiency of absorbing medicinal power is far worse than that of me. , All turned into heat and wasted.

Qin Sang babbled, "Oh, don't be afraid, you are in puberty."

Mingyue was still asking what puberty was when he was in the medicinal bath.

Soaking in the medicinal soup, Qin Sang thought of the medicinal power gradually weakened during the cultivation last night. Suddenly he moved in his heart and wondered what would happen if he was running "Netherworld Sutra" in the medicinal bath?

The cultivation technique only needs to meditate, the medicinal soup is muddy, and the following postures are not visible outside. Qin Sang does it as soon as he wants to, and immediately sits cross-legged and runs the cultivation technique.

Unexpectedly, a circulation has not been completed, Qin Sang suddenly felt a little bit of pain in the meridian, he was very familiar with this feeling, and hurriedly stopped the cultivation.

Mingyue was still closing her eyes and rested, and she didn't notice Qin Sang's small movements.

Qin Sang lowered his head and glanced at medicinal soup, his eyes condensed slightly, the color of the soup around him was actually much lighter than the one beside Mingyue. If it weren't for the dim light in Azure Sheep Hall, it would be easy to see come out.

Qin Sang hurriedly mixed up the medicinal soup and felt the qi in his body. The improvement was really great, but the pain from meridian was too clear, and the next moment might be overwhelmed.

It seems that absorbing too much medicinal power may not be a good thing, and Qin Sang has temporarily dispelled the idea of ​​going out to stand on his own.

In the back, Qin Sang had to be patient, and only absorbed a short while at a time.

Waiting for the last medicinal bath on the seventh day, the medicinal power in the medicinal soup became very thin, and Qin Sang dared to let go of his hands and feet to absorb all the medicinal power. Waste.

After soaking in the medicinal bath, Qin Sang and Mingyue scraped out the remaining medicinal dregs and discarded them. The original black medicinal soup has now become clear.

"Senior Brother, why isn't the Master coming back?"

Mingyue took the wooden scoop, stood at the door of the Taoist temple, looked out, and asked worriedly.

Today is another auspicious day. There is a family in the ferry to build a new house. I choose to go to Shangliang today. Ask the old way to do things and pray for blessings. Now the pegasus is completely dark. It used to be late at this time. It's class, but the old way hasn't come back yet.

Qin Sang frowned and said: "You are guarding in the Taoist temple, I will go down to meet Daoist Priest."

The donkey was ridden by the Old Daoist Priest, Qin Sang touched a stick of wood Stick, walk down the mountain.

The jungle is dense, and only a black hole can be seen at the end of the mountain road. When the night breeze blows, the surrounding crash-bang noises, as if there are countless ghost shadow baring fangs and brandishing claws.

Qin Sang doesn’t think it’s terrifying either. Although he only knows how to fist, he has sharp ears and keen eyes after cultivation "Netherworld Sutra". He has flexible hands and feet, and moves quickly, even if he encounters evil wolves. Also have the confidence to give it a go.

Mingyue and Qin Sang are classmates, but they are not his enemies, so they are very depressed.

However, before Qin Sang went down the mountain, he saw three dark shadows. Qin Sang has good eyesight, and he can see that the one in front is the Daoist Lonely Heart.

"Daoist Priest, how come back late today?"

Qin Sang ran to help lead the donkey, and looked at the stranger following Daoist Priest.

This person is very thin, carrying a big baggage.

When I was far away, Qin Sang thought that Old Daoist Priest the spring comes upon a withered tree, and brought back a girl, only to see that it was an old man when he was near.

He is a little taller than a dwarf. He is slumped, his face is sallow, and all wrinkles. He looks at fifty-sixty, but he walks briskly and walks very hard on steep mountain roads. Steady, closely behind the old way, at first glance is a poor man who walks hard.

"He is Benefactor Wu," Old Daoist Priest gestured to Qin Sang, "Benefactor Wu can't speak, and works as a tracker at the first crossing. He used to be a northerner. No place to live. I asked him to live in the Taoist temple for a while, and there is no one in your room, so let him live next door to you."

He said to the dumb again, "This child is called Qin Sang, and he has many eyes. If you encounter difficulties in the future, please ask him for help."

Qin Sang is a secret, of course, I don’t want anyone to live next to him, but the Taoist temple is not his, so I can only endure the dislike in my heart and say hello." Old Wu, you will call me Qin Sang from now on... Yes!"

Qin Sang tapped his mouth and said with a smile: "I can't speak my brain, don't mind."

Old Wu's expression was cramped, he stretched out his hand and made gestures, ahhhh a few times in his mouth, it turned out to be dumb.

There is nothing to say to a dumb man. The three of them walked silently to the replied view. Old Wu followed them for dinner, and Qin Sang led him to recognize the house.

Back to Azure Sheep Hall, Qin Sang asked Old Daoist Priest about this Old Wu, and Old Daoist Priest sighed lightly.