"Su Qin, how are you? I didn't lie to you."
As soon as Su Qin arrived at the martial arts gym, Deng Shitao immediately came over.
"It's indeed good." Su Qin replied sincerely.
There is nothing to hide. Deng Shitao has used it himself and naturally knows the effect.
Hearing Su Qin's answer, Deng Shitao looked proud.
"Let me tell you, with this thing, we can sense Qi and blood quickly... I'm going to get a few more people, do you want to come with me?"
Deng Shitao has obviously tasted the sweetness and wants to continue to attract people.
"I'll forget it." Su Qin was not interested in this and shook his head in refusal.
People are poor and their lives are low!
Even if you lose your life, as long as you can make rapid progress in martial arts, some people will be tempted.
But this kind of thing cannot be seen in the light after all.
Moreover, if someone drinks the Soul-Chasing Soup and fails to sense Qi and blood in the end, and loses his life in vain, he will be resented.
Anyway, I have a source of income from the Bai family. Although it is not much, it is more stable than before. I can occasionally write poems and get some extra income, which is enough to support me until I can feel my blood.
There's no need to risk doing something like this.
"Okay, but you must not tell Zhu Qiang." Deng Shitao didn't care about Su Qin's rejection. He just asked casually and did not forget to emphasize Zhu Qiang before leaving.
Seeing Deng Shitao leave, Su Qin wanted to give him a few reminders.
But after thinking about it for a while, I still didn’t say anything.
…
Peach Blossom Lane.
Under the moonlight.
Su Qin's chest kept rising and falling...
As he breathed and breathed, he kept swinging his fists, and each move was quite methodical.
Suddenly his expression changed, he put back his fist and stood up, feeling a little disappointed: "I still can't sense the blood."
This is already the second month!
Over the past month, he has had a bowl of Soul-Chasing Soup almost every day, and as of today, this is already his twentieth bowl!
"Why is this congenital physical weakness such a big impact?"
The last time he went to buy the Soul-Chasing Decoction powder, the way Mr. Fang from Ganoderma Hall looked at him changed.
"This is the last time. If you come back in the future, I won't sell it to you again."
"Although I like money, little old man, I don't want to seek money and kill people, so that you lose your life in vain... People must learn to accept their fate. If you don't have talent, there is no point in persisting."
Su Qin wanted to tell him that even if he drank it, the soul-chasing soup wouldn't kill him.
"Even Deng Shitao sensed Qi and blood half a month ago."
After Deng Shitao sensed the energy and blood, he felt proud in front of him for a long time.
However, these twenty bowls of soul-chasing soup were not without any effect. At least Su Qin's strength now exceeds three hundred kilograms!
In the outer courtyard, this strength is also one of the best.
After all, there are really not many people who can drink so many tonics and still not feel the energy and blood.
"I'm afraid I can understand the true meaning of Guanshan first before I can sense the energy and blood, right?"
There are many precedents for this in the backing martial arts hall.
After all, one is martial arts qualification and the other is understanding. There is no conflict between the two.
Su Qin was a man of two generations, and he was relatively confident in his ability to comprehend, otherwise senior brother Nie Feng would not have looked at him with admiration.
It is not difficult to see from Su Qin's practice just now that his Guoshan boxing technique already has some charm in it.
I'm afraid it won't be long before you can understand the true meaning of Guoshan.
It's just that his qualifications are really poor.
"But do you need to be anxious about this? No need... Now that I already know the Guoshan Fist and the method of sensing energy and blood, I can take my time."
Su Qin looked at his talent panel.
"As an immortal, not only do I have endless longevity, but my body can always remain at its peak state... I don't need to worry about old age, physical weakness, or the decline of Qi and blood."
"With such perfect conditions, even if my qualifications are a bit low, I will reach the pinnacle of martial arts sooner or later! And I will always be at the pinnacle!"
Time is Su Qin's most powerful weapon. No matter what the difficulty is, it becomes vulnerable in the face of long time.
The only thing he has to do is to rarely stay lonely, and take the trouble to practice Kuoshan Boxing over and over again.
However, Su Qin was still shocked because he could not sense the energy and blood, and lost interest in practicing.
Simply tidy up and get ready for bed.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk!"
A clear and urgent knock on the door suddenly sounded.
"who?"
Su Qin turned around, looked at the courtyard door, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
'Who would come to see me in the middle of the night? '
But no one answered him. Suddenly, a black paper package was thrown from the door over the wall and flew in.
Snap! With a sound, it fell to the ground.
By the moonlight, Su Qin discovered that the black paper bag seemed to contain something.
"This is... Fire Cloud Grass?" Su Qin stepped forward and took the black paper bag in his hand.
Open it and take a look.
A herb that was as red as fire and shaped like a cloud appeared before his eyes.
It is undoubtedly Fire Cloud Grass.
Zhao Laide once taught him how to identify herbs, and Su Qin would not admit his mistake.
'Uncle Zhao! '
Su Qin suddenly looked up and realized that the person who knocked on the door just now was Zhao Laide, who had disappeared for almost two months.
He stuffed the Fire Cloud Grass into his training clothes and quickly opened the courtyard door.
Unfortunately, the door has long been empty, and the streets are also empty.
I only heard the barking of dogs, and they stood up and fell down.
"That guy ran this way."
"Zhao Laide is very courageous and dares to hide the Fire Cloud Grass secretly... When I catch him, I will have to chop off his head!"
…
A group of people rushed over in a hurry, cursing non-stop.
'This is... someone from the Feiyu Gang? '
Zhao Laide and other herb collectors were under the jurisdiction of the Feiyu Gang.
After ordinary herbs are sold, half of the profits will be given to the Feiyu Gang.
As for the expensive medicinal materials, they must be sold to the Feiyu Gang!
As for the price, of course it will not be the market price... For example, this fire cloud grass is worth hundreds of taels, but the price purchased by Feiyu Gang is only dozens of taels.
It seems high, but this is a tenfold price difference!
"Where is the person? Didn't he come here?"
"Hey, there seems to be someone...boy, did you see someone walking past here just now?"
A member of the Feiyu Gang spotted Su Qin and came over and asked sternly.
"I didn't see it." Su Qin glanced at the other person and replied lightly.
"Good boy, don't you dare tell the truth."
The other party immediately slapped him with a big mouth.
Su Qin's face turned cold, he raised his right hand, held his wrist firmly, and shot out his left hand like an arrow, hitting the weak spots of the gang.
"ah!"
The group screamed, and Su Qin let go of his wrist. The other person fell to the ground and huddled up.
Su Qin would not hold back against those who were chasing Uncle Zhao.
"Boy, do you dare to offend my Feiyu Gang?"
Some people shouted directly, but did not dare to step forward.
Su Qin's attack just now was fierce and cruel, and he did not strike lightly.
Su Qin looked innocent: "Good man, I was just annoyed by the barking dog and came out to see what happened... But you guys came up and started to attack... I was just protecting myself."
"You lied!" The gang members lying on the ground shouted.
Su Qin's face turned cold instantly, "Oh? Then tell me where I lied?"
