Shen Yuting rubbed her head and pouted, "Master, you hurt me!"
"Then let me rub it for you!"
Wang Dachun rubbed it twice and found that Shen Yuting's pretty face was red, and her fragrance was wafting in the air, making the atmosphere a little ambiguous for a while.
Shen Yuting also felt something was wrong, "Master, how about I go out and get some fresh air?"
"Why are you breathing? There is good air in here. You can learn to use your spirit to control the needles, but you must first learn to practice breathing and breathing, and then you can learn to use your energy to control the needles."
Wang Dachun also passed on the "Jade Girl Heart Sutra" to Shen Yuting.
If you want to become a master of traditional Chinese medicine or a medical sage, practicing Qigong is indispensable.
After assisting Shen Yuting in practicing, it was getting late.
Dinner has been prepared, exquisite food is placed on the table, and charcoal braziers are placed around the restaurant for heating.
"It's still warm here, old man, you're back!" Wang Dachun felt warm all over as soon as he entered the restaurant.
Wang Yuyang's face was bright red, "Hey, there are so many guests at home today! Let's call your girl Yu Ting. Your grandfather and I are good friends."
Shen Yuting smiled sweetly, "Hello, Grandpa Wang!"
Wang Dachun covered his face and said, "What's your name, Grandpa Wang? According to your seniority, you should be called Great Grandpa!"
After some introductions, Wang Yuyang sighed: "My home used to be too deserted, so you girls would come and walk around more if you had nothing to do."
In his opinion, she will be his granddaughter-in-law from now on!
Unexpectedly, each one was more beautiful than the other, and the more he looked at them, the more he liked them.
After finishing their meal, Wang Yuyang waved to Wang Dachun, "Dachun, come with me!"
"Old man, do you want to tell me about my mother?" Wang Dachun asked directly when he came to Wang Yuyang's room.
Wang Yuyang pointed to the chair beside the bed, "Sit down!"
Wang Dachun was sitting upright in his chair, waiting for news from his mother.
"Your mother has been trapped in Tiandujiao in the United States for 19 years."
This time Wang Yuyang went straight to the point.
Wang Dachun's expression changed, "What! The Tiandu Sect of the United States? Why did they imprison my mother?"
Wang Yuyang sighed, "They said that your mother was the reincarnated saint of their religion, and they insisted on forcing your mother to become a saint. Not long after your mother gave birth to you, she was still relatively weak, so she was taken away by them. From then on, No news."
"Tiandu Jiao!" Wang Dachun clenched his fists and remembered the name firmly in his heart.
"The Tiandu Sect is a church that is both good and evil. It is very powerful in force. Their pope is a master of virtual elixirs, and all of his red archbishops are top masters."
Wang Yuyang continued.
"Master of virtual elixir? What kind of realm is this?" This was the first time Wang Dachun heard about it, and he couldn't help but look confused.
Wang Yuyang said: "Actually, there are three realms above the Grandmaster. They are Bao Dan, Xu Dan, and Jin Dan."
"It is said that the director of the Tiandu Sect's Inquisition is the master of holding pills. Perhaps the top power in this world is these masters of holding pills and virtual pills!"
"As for the golden elixir master, it only exists in legends. I don't know if there are such people now."
When Wang Yuyang said this, a trace of yearning appeared on his face.
"Bao Dan, Xu Dan, Jin Dan."
Wang Dachun felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured on his head. He originally thought that the breakthrough master would be able to turn his hands into clouds and rain, and save his mother.
Now it seems that I am still too naive, and I am still far from standing at the top of the world.
Wang Dachun stood up and walked out silently, his back looking a little desolate and lonely.
He didn't seem to notice that Wang Shijie passed by him.
"Father, Dachun..." Wang Shijie said worriedly.
Wang Yuyang waved his hand, "It's okay. This kid has been going so smoothly. It's a good thing to suppress his energy."
"But... he won't take risks, right?" Wang Shijie said with some worry, Wang Dachun is the hope of the Wang family.
"No, this kid has a very high emotional intelligence. He won't do anything he's not sure about!"
Wang Dachun returned to his small courtyard, took out his machete and started dancing.
Now that he has just broken through, it is impossible to break through the realm again. He can only hone his martial arts skills and improve himself.
Wang Dachun was anxious about saving his mother, but he knew he couldn't mess around and could only slowly accumulate strength.
He danced the machete so hard that water couldn't get into it.
After a while, he put away the machete and took out the Guan Gong sword.
Wang Dachun is like a tireless machine practicing over and over again.
His head was covered with snowflakes, and the snow turned into water, creating a mist.
Guan Gong's sword seemed to be infected by Wang Dachun's emotions, and the entire blade turned red and buzzed.
brush!
A sword light shot out.
With a click, a big tree was cut in half and fell to the ground with a roar.
"Master, what happened?"
At this moment, two bodyguards ran over.
Wang Dachun turned his hand and put away the Guan Gong sword. He was very happy. He didn't expect that the Guan Gong sword was so powerful and could shoot out the sword light.
This is awesome!
You can use it as your trump card in the future.
However, special status is required.
"It's okay, I'm just practicing!"
"Master is mighty!"
The two bodyguards couldn't help but secretly gasped when they saw the smooth cut on the thigh-thick tree, and looked at Wang Dachun with some fear.
"You should return to your positions and be careful."
"Yes, Master!"
After returning to the room and taking a shower, Wang Dachun felt warm all over.
When Wang Dachun returned to his bedroom, he took one look and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
I saw three beautiful little heads neatly exposed under the quilt on my bed.
Yun Zhu, Murong Xiaoxiao and Shen Yuting were all sitting in their beds and looking at themselves with smiles.
The three faces were all different, each had its own beauty, and Wang Dachun was dazzled by them.
"You, you... why did you come to my bed? You must have gone to the wrong place!"
Yun Zhu said with a simple face: "Brother, let's help you warm your bed!"
Shen Yuting's beautiful eyes were shining with hope, and she said playfully: "Yes, master, I see how hard you practice, so you should do your best as a disciple!"
Murong Xiaoxiao said a little shyly: "Junior sister also wants to do her best!"
Wang Dachun felt his head heat up, and two streams of heat flowed out of his nostrils.
Shen Yuting covered her mouth and snickered, "Ah? Master, why do you have a nosebleed?"
Suddenly three pairs of beautiful eyes stared at Wang Dachun at the same time.
Wang Dachun really wanted to spank Shen Yuting's butt until it was redder than the flowers.
He couldn't help but blush, and stretched out his hand to wipe away the nosebleed, "Ahem, I must have practiced too much just now, and the blood flowed back!"
"Pfft... cluck cluck!"
Seeing that Wang Dachun's face looked like a colorful cat, the women covered their mouths and snickered.
Wang Dachun rushed towards the girls, "How dare you laugh? Now that you're here, don't leave. Just help me warm my bed at night!"
