Ten days later.
late at night.
Yunling Mountain.
Bang bang bang bang!
Under the snowy moon, two figures rose and fell, colliding violently, making a thumping sound.
After a whole stick of incense, the two figures finally stopped.
The tall, plump red figure had a calm expression and a cold voice: "Your Dragon Scale Skill will soon reach the third level."
There are nine levels of Dragon Scale Kung Fu. When you practice to the highest level, your whole body will be as indestructible as a golden dragon and immune to all poisons.
But it also requires a matching cultivation level. For monks like Qin Gengyun in the Qi training period, the third level is already the limit.
If you want to move up to the next level, you need to reach the level of foundation building.
In other words, in just half a month, Qin Gengyun had completed the "Dragon Scale Skill" in the Qi training period.
When meeting a monk with the same level of cultivation, it would be difficult to break his defense without using magical weapons.
At this moment, his face was filled with joy and he bowed to his master: "It is only because of your hard work and teachings by my master every day that I have made such progress!"
Xia Qinglian snorted coldly: "You heal very quickly from your injuries every day. Is someone treating your injuries?"
An irresistible smile appeared on Qin Gengyun's face: "It's my wife. Every day when I go home after practicing, my wife has already prepared the medicine and is waiting for me."
"You have found a good wife."
Xia Qinglian's cold voice changed and suddenly became charming and seductive:
"Look up and see, how does being a teacher compare to your wife?"
Qin Gengyun subconsciously raised his head, only to see that his master had taken off the red coat, revealing a large area of snow-white inside.
Although such a scene could be seen every night, because the picture was so beautiful and magnificent, Qin Gengyun could not control himself every time he looked at it. Soon his consciousness sank and he fell into the master's charm.
Mao Shi.
Qin Gengyun returned home with brisk steps. Qiu Zhihe did not get up early to make medicine today, but slept in bed.
I think I got up early every day these past few days, so I was a little tired.
Today, Qin Gengyun's martial arts were successful, so he didn't suffer any injuries, and he didn't need to apply any medicine. He walked gently to the bed, looked down at the sleeping lady, smiled, and left the bedroom.
Go into the kitchen and start preparing breakfast.
Thank you for your hard work, madam. Let your husband cook for you today.
At Chen time, Qiu Zhihe and Liusu both got up. Seeing that Qin Gengyun had put breakfast on the table, Liusu said in surprise:
"Uncle, are you out of your mind? Are you actually making breakfast for us?"
Qin Gengyun ignored her and served Qiu Zhihe a bowl of porridge: "Madam, you have a taste."
Qiu Zhihe sat down, lowered his head, took a sip, and nodded: "It's delicious."
Qin Gengyun was overjoyed: "Then you eat more!"
Liusu filled a bowl for himself, took a sip, and frowned: "It tastes so bad, how can it taste so good?"
Qin Gengyun was startled and took a sip himself, feeling suddenly embarrassed.
The rice was neither rinsed nor boiled until it was soft, so it tasted a bit astringent.
This lady actually said it was delicious?
Qin Gengyun looked at Qiu Zhihe in surprise, Liusu clicked his tongue and shook his head:
"Miss, you dote on this guy too much. Why are you praising him even though he's so disgusting?"
Qiu Zhihe raised her hand to brush the black hair beside her ears, and said coldly: "I just think it tastes delicious."
After saying that, he continued to drink porridge with his head down.
Liusu rolled his eyes.
It's over, my saint is completely trapped!
"Lady."
Qin Gengyun was a little moved and couldn't help but reach out and hold Qiu Zhihe's little hand under the table.
Qiu Zhihe was startled, looked at Liusu next to him, but did not break away. While drinking porridge, his little hand was held by Qin Gengyun under the table, and his face continued to look cold.
Liusu said strangely: "Miss, why are you blushing even after drinking porridge?"
Qiu Zhihe glared at her, changed the topic, and said to Qin Gengyun:
"How's your Kung Fu training going?"
Qin Gengyun laughed: "The defensive skills taught by Master have achieved some success, and now my fellow practitioners are capable of hurting me."
Master has said that the names of the exercises she teaches cannot be revealed to others.
Liusu cut his voice and said, "Bragging! What technique is so powerful?"
When it comes to defensive techniques, she only obeys the "Dragon Scale Technique" of her own Qinglian Sect, and other turtle shell techniques cannot catch her eye.
Qin Gengyun was just beginning to master the technique, and felt itchy and unbearable, so he said to Liusu:
"How about we go out and practice?"
He was connected to Liusu's spirit and body, so he knew that Liusu had just reached the seventh level of Qi training.
His cultivation level is exactly the same as his, making him a good training opponent.
"Okay, who's afraid of you!"
Liusu stood up immediately and said to Qiu Zhihe:
"Miss, please come with us and be a witness for us, lest this guy refuses to admit defeat!"
Qiu Zhihe was about to refuse, but Qin Gengyun gently squeezed her hand under the table:
"Madam, let's go together, and you can see the results of my hard work these days."
Seeing his excited and happy look, Qiu Zhihe's words of rejection immediately changed:
"good."
After a stick of incense.
Yunling Mountain.
Qin Gengyun and Liusu stood opposite each other and simultaneously released the spiritual energy from the seventh level of Qi training.
"Uncle, I'm here, be careful!"
Liusu smiled and flashed, appearing next to Qin Gengyun like a ghost.
"So fast!"
Qin Gengyun's pupils shrank. This was the first time he saw Liusu take action. He didn't expect it to be so fast.
Among the people he had seen, except Master, no one could keep up with Liusu's speed.
It seems that my sister-in-law is also following the path of body cultivation.
Sure enough, Liusu didn't use any weapons. His slender figure twisted in mid-air, his slender legs turned into long whips, and he kicked Qin Gengengen's cheek with a roar.
There is a hint of thunder and lightning in this leg, and there is a faint green light on the toes. It is obviously an extremely powerful physical training technique.
Qin Gengyun waved his hands to block in embarrassment, and was kicked back two steps with a bang.
"Tch, that's it?"
Liusu retracted her legs and raised her little head proudly. She was one of those beaten at Qinglianmen. Now she found confidence in Qin Gengyun, and she felt very happy.
However, the next moment, Qin Gengyun put down his hand, but his expression was calm.
Liusu narrowed his eyes: "Are you okay?"
She just used a very powerful kicking technique in the Qinglian Sect. Even if her opponent blocked it, she would still suffer some minor injuries.
But looking at Qin Gengyun's appearance at this moment, it seemed that nothing had happened. Tassel's face was a little uneasy, and with a squeak, he stepped forward.
Those well-proportioned legs turned into afterimages, attacking Qin Gengyun like a whirlwind.
Bang bang bang bang!
For a moment, a fierce collision sounded.
Qin Gengyun's feet did not retreat at all, and he kept blocking with both hands, seemingly quite relaxed.
Liusu gradually began to pant and his strength weakened. Qin Gengyun simply stopped blocking and allowed Liusu's legs to kick him, making a banging sound, but it failed to cause any harm to him.
"No more fighting, I'm exhausted!"
Liusu stopped and gasped.
She was very talented in cultivation, but because she was too lazy and neglected to practice, she lost her physical strength after a while.
"You can't hurt him unless you use the Misty Eye."
Qiu Zhihe said calmly beside him.
Liusu bent over and panted, rolled his eyes, and suddenly said to Qiu Zhihe:
"Miss, I've never seen you take action, why don't you practice with me!"
(End of chapter)
