Lin Yansheng's fingers kept stroking his waist. He could feel that there seemed to be a slight bulge at a certain point on his waist.
That is a sign that the body has been tempered in the training just now.
According to the requirements of "Dragon Swinging its Tail", if Lin Shengsheng can temper his body to the thickness of a finger, it will be regarded as a successful practice.
And tonight's training was effective, which shows that his method is correct, otherwise his waist would not have changed like this.
But at the same time, it also highlights another problem that cannot be ignored.
That is - his medicine is gone!
In one night, he took away less than half of the storage in the medical clinic. If he continued practicing this, he would probably burn down their family's fortune, and he would still be able to barely master the "Dragon Tail Swing". It's just "introducing the energy to punch".
This is because their family runs a medical clinic and has a strong financial background. If it were replaced by other families in Tai'an Town, they might not even be able to afford it.
This path of martial arts is really not something that ordinary people can afford.
After pondering for a moment, Lin Yansheng took out a dried ginseng from under the quilt.
This ginseng is dark purple in color, with winding and shriveled lines on it, obviously showing some age.
This thing is called purple ginseng, and it is a precious medicine—that is, medicine that can assist a warrior in his practice. Moreover, purple ginseng is considered a good variety among many precious medicines, and it can play a considerable role in promoting the cultivation of blood-quenching realm warriors.
If ordinary people were to take this precious medicine of purple ginseng, it would be able to cure all kinds of diseases and prolong life.
This purple ginseng plant is probably worth hundreds of taels of gold.
This purple ginseng was brought by Zhang Kunran when he came tonight. It was obviously to nourish Qingyu's body. Ye Chunyu had already used it for a round, and what Lin Shengsheng had in his hand was the remaining dregs of the medicine.
Qingyu was ill now, so of course he had to give him the ginseng soup that contained most of the nutrients of purple ginseng, but Qingyu resolutely gave him the remaining medicinal residue.
"Since you want to practice martial arts, our family must support you." These were Qingyu's exact words.
Because it survived once, the purple ginseng probably only had 30 to 40% of its potency left, but this was enough for Lin Shengsheng.
After all, with the existence of spiritual beads, his absorption rate of medicinal materials... is really no joke.
Ye Chunyu estimated that he could extract a fraction of the medicinal power of purple ginseng using the "cooking" method, and the absorption rate of ginseng soup by ordinary people should only be about half.
In other words, the effective utilization rate of drugs for normal people should be about 10%.
Of course, martial arts families like the Zhang family will naturally have some unique refining methods, and the utilization efficiency of medicinal materials will be higher, but it should not be much higher.
But with the spirit bead around, Lin Shengsheng's utilization rate of the precious medicine can reach almost 100%!
With this thought in mind, Lin Yansheng directly threw the purple ginseng into his mouth.
"This purple ginseng is really good!"
Not long after the medicine was taken into his mouth, Lin Yansheng suddenly saw a little bit of light emitting from the spirit beads in his lower abdomen.
"This purple ginseng is really good!"
Not long after the medicine was taken into his mouth, Lin Shenyan suddenly saw a little bit of light emitting from the spirit beads on his chest.
Wave after wave of heat passed from his body to his fists, making his fists feel itchy.
This is a sign that the medicine has been absorbed and the wound is healing.
After briefly cleaning himself, Lin Yansheng climbed onto the bed, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to meditate.
For warriors, sleeping is not necessary. Finding a quiet place to meditate for an hour or two can restore your energy.
At this juncture, Lin Shengsheng didn't want to waste any breath.
Early the next morning, when the sky was dim and bright, Lin Yansheng opened his eyes.
"It's already dawn."
Lin Yansheng glanced at the sky and then at his fists.
At this time, all the wounds on his fists were scabbed, and even the scars on some of the shallower wounds had fallen off, revealing pink and tender new flesh.
He recovered to this point in one night. Obviously, this was all the result of that purple ginseng plant.
After this night of special training, Lin Yansheng was surprised to find that his cultivation had reached the late stage of the fifth level of physical training. It was estimated that he would be able to successfully enter the sixth level of physical training as long as he practiced for another eight or nine days. Heavy.
However, the sixth level of body training is still not enough.
Because his opponent is the young master from Zifeng City, Zhang Junxi!
Lin Yansheng has no doubt that when the big exam comes, the young master's cultivation will definitely improve!
"It seems... I'll have to find some magic medicine in the future."
Lin Yansheng said to himself, he knew that the improvement of his cultivation was mainly due to the effect of purple ginseng, but this purple ginseng was already his last possession, and everything after that had to be decided by himself.
After running the air-entraining method in the "Body Strengthening and Tendon Changing Technique" twice, Lin Yansheng took a deep breath and walked out of the room, preparing to face the biggest opponent he had faced so far.
Zifeng City, Zhang Family.
Walking to the living room, as expected, Ye Chunyu had already prepared a table of breakfast, and in front of the dinner table, Qingyu, who was still pale and too pale, was drinking porridge from a bowl.
Next to Qingyu was Ye Chunyu, who was looking sad. She sat next to Qingyu, Rouyi kept squeezing Qingyu's shoulders.
"Here comes the derivative, let's eat."
Seeing Lin Yansheng come to the living room, Qingyu smiled weakly and waved to Lin Yansheng.
Lin Yansheng obediently pulled up his chair and sat down. He first cracked an egg for Qingyu, then picked up the bowl and served himself a bowl of porridge.
"What were you doing last night? I heard the banging in your room." Qingyu picked up the egg, stuffed it into his mouth, and then asked vaguely.
"Master, I was practicing the moves in the "Body Training and Tendon Changing Technique" last night." Lin Yansheng scratched his head, looked at Qingyu's face, and asked cautiously: "Did it disturb your rest?"
"That's not true." Qingyu smiled: "After all, I was tired last night, so I went to bed soon..."
boom!
The door of the medical center was suddenly kicked open, and two young men wearing Zhang family clothes walked in with cold and arrogant expressions on their faces.
"Mr. Qingyu, it's almost time, we should go!"
One of them looked at Qingyu and gave instructions casually.
Obviously, they were the ones who came to "escort" Qingyu from the Zhang family.
The man who just spoke is named Zhang Junxiu, a brother of Zhang Junxi.
At this time, this direct descendant of the Zhang family was looking at Qing Yu with a look of indifference on his face.
"Mr. Qing, it's been a night, you should have had enough rest, right?" Zhang Junxiu looked at Qing Yu and said calmly.
"Uh...can you wait until Qingmou finishes eating first..." Qingyu took a step back and asked tentatively.
"Oh? Do you think I'm negotiating with you?" Hearing that Qingyu dared to bargain, Zhang Junxiu looked cold and sneered.
"Now, take your things and leave immediately!" Another blood-tempering master from the Zhang family also said gloomily: "They actually let us stay in this miserable place all night!"
The two people from Zhang's house spoke with pride and disdain, and they obviously didn't take Qingyu seriously.
But it's no wonder that these two people are masters of the blood-tempering realm. Coupled with the Zhang family's background, how could they be afraid of a sickly guy like Qingyu?
Qingyu listened to the two people's words, but did not object any more, and seemed to be a little afraid.
"You are going too far!"
But at this time, Ye Chunyu shouted sweetly and took Qingyu's arm: "My husband just came back last night, can't you wait until he finishes eating?"
When he said this, Ye Chunyu's pretty face turned red as if out of anger, and even the huge breasts on her chest were rising and falling violently.
"Oh? Don't worry..." Zhang Junxiu looked at Ye Chunyu's angry look, and his eyes warmed up. He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to pat Ye Chunyu on the shoulder.
"What Madam said... If you are really worried, why not go to Zhang's house with this tuberculosis ghost? This way, it will allow him to rest more..."
Zhang Junxiu looked at Ye Chunyu with an evil smile on his face and said jokingly.
This tuberculosis ghost is quite blessed!
But at this time, Qingyu took a step forward and stood in front of Ye Chunyu: "Master Junxiu, why are you doing this? Let's go."
"Tsk..." Zhang Junxiu watched Qingyu stand up, but he didn't continue to take advantage of him. After all, Qingyu was also a strong man at the peak of the Blood Tempering Realm. If they were really pressed, it would not be easy for them.
Forget it, after all, when this guy is dead, it's not too late to take action himself.
Zhang Junxiu's heart moved slightly. If he had covered it up well and not reported this woman to his family, then when the tuberculosis ghost in front of him died, wouldn't this beauty belong to Zhang Junxiu's room alone?
"Let's go! Um... who is he?"
Zhang Junxiu turned his eyes and suddenly saw Lin Yansheng who was packing the package and asked.
"This is a scoundrel, Lin Shengsheng."
"Oh...are you Lin Yansheng?"
Hearing Qingyu's words, both of them were stunned, and Zhang Junxiu's eyes narrowed slightly.
As Zhang Junxi's clan brother, Zhang Junxiu is deeply trusted by him. This time Zhang Junxiu went to Tai'an Town, he was assigned by Zhang Junxi to confirm Lin Shengsheng's status.
But why did it seem that this kid's condition was different from what they expected when they saw it today?
"I heard that the two people from the Xu family and the Bai family seemed to admire this boy quite a bit the night before yesterday. Could it be that they took action?"
Zhang Junxiu touched his chin, and thoughts began to swirl in his mind. If those two families were really involved, there would be some trouble.
Zhang Junxi has always been cautious in doing things. He will do his best if he doesn't take action. Once he takes action, he will do his best and never allow any accidents to happen. If Lin Shengsheng is okay this time, he will not be easy to deal with after he returns...
"I want Shengsheng to go to Zhang's house this time to help me refine the medicine, is it possible?" But just when Zhang Junxiu was already thinking about whether to secretly kill Lin Shengsheng in the next two days, Qingyu suddenly asked road.
"Huh? You want to take him to Zhang's house?"
Zhang Junxiu was stunned for a moment, and then his expression became a little weird. Why, someone gave him a pillow just as he fell asleep?
Taking his apprentice to the Zhang family to refine medicine? Is this Qingyu’s alchemy-refining brain funny?
Originally, Zhang Junxiu had no feelings for Qingyu, and even felt some sympathy for this guy's tragic situation. But at this time, when he heard the latter's words, Zhang Junxiu immediately felt happy, and all the distracting thoughts in his heart were swept away. net:
Young Master Junxi has such a venomous vision, and he is so good at picking scapegoats. Such a shameful fool... He even began to feel that if he had solved it early, he would be able to eliminate harm to the martial arts world of their Leixiao Divine Kingdom!
"Haha, Master Junxiu, I don't know what I'm talking about..."
Qingyu seemed to not understand Zhang Junxiu's eyes at all, and still asked with hope.
"Of course, I'm so relieved that the little brother Derivative has this intention!" Naturally, Zhang Junxiu would not refuse to accept the benefits offered to him. So, after looking at Qingyu for a while with a look that looked like a fool, Zhang Junxiu said with relief.
With Qingyu as a great assist, Zhang Junxiu didn't bother to make trouble in the past two days. Anyway, it didn't matter if Lin Shengsheng was dead or not, just taking him back to Zhang Junxi was considered a business deal.
"Zhang Junxiu..."
From the beginning to the end, Lin Shengsheng just watched the accident this morning without saying a word, as if he was afraid of the Zhang family's reputation.
But in fact, Lin Yansheng had already firmly remembered Zhang Junxiu who came to their house to show off his power, and the lewd look he looked at his wife.
"In the future, I will kill you first if I break through the blood quenching!"
Lin Yansheng said viciously in his heart.
Of course, the basis of all this is that he can survive until the big exam in front of the behemoth Zhang family!
Just as thoughts were whirling in Lin Yansheng's mind, Qing Yu had already packed his bags. He looked at Lin Yansheng and said softly: "Shen Yan, let's go."
Hearing this, Ye Chunyu next to her immediately had red eyes, and her weakness was immediately revealed.
"Damn it! This woman!"
Seeing Ye Chunyu's weak and seductive posture, Zhang Junxiu's heart was naturally filled with evil fire. He wanted to pull Ye Chunyu under him immediately and ravage him. However, he couldn't immediately attack in front of Qingyu, so he could only look at Ye Chunyu greedily.
"Yeah, here we go." Lin Yansheng glanced at Zhang Junxiu with disgust, then looked at the suitcase, thinking that it should be about the same.
Just go get another coat and you should be good to go.
Lin Yansheng quickly ran into Qingyu and his wife's room, opened the closet, grabbed a cloth robe, and wanted to leave.
But at this moment, he suddenly discovered that there seemed to be something black on Qingyu's pillow.
"What is that?" Lin Yansheng stepped forward and curiously explored the pillow. He found that they were small black dots. These were... ants?
Why are there ants?
Lin Yansheng frowned. Aren't these things usually attracted to sugary substances? Why did they come to the bed?
"Hey? What is this?"
Taking a closer look, Lin Yansheng suddenly discovered the reason. His master's pillow was actually sprinkled with some white powder.
He dipped his finger into it, brought it to his nose and sniffed it.
This seems like...flour and sugar?
"Why is this thing on Master's pillow...wait a minute!"
Lin Yansheng suddenly remembered his master's frighteningly white face. It seemed... it was indeed too white...
I carefully looked at the distribution and size of the white powder on the pillow. It was just close to a semicircle, and it seemed to be similar to half of Qingyu's face.
Lin Yansheng seemed to suddenly understand something.
"No, no wonder he asked me to go to Zhang's house with him..."
He touched his chin. Although he had passed through the spirit beads in the past two days, he could vaguely think that his master should not be that simple, but...
Look at this bed of flour, combined with how angry and sad he has been in the past two days, and how he is so determined to get stronger...why does he feel like he is being played?
And the mistress's appearance of being on the verge of tears all day long made Lin Shengsheng feel like thousands of horses were galloping in his heart.
Do you want your routine to be so deep?
