Qin Fan looked weird, there was someone in the world with such a name!
Looking at Qin Fan's face, the old Taoist knew that he had misunderstood just like those who heard his name for the first time.
"I am the Qin of Great Qin, the guardian of Qin."
Qin Fan nodded: "Tell me the origins of these two things."
"Also, why do you know the existence of practitioners? How many such martial arts practitioners are there?"
Qin Shoudao: "This matter is a long story, so let me explain it slowly."
"My parents died when I was young, and I was adopted by a Taoist priest. Then I followed him around the world."
"For decades, I followed him almost all over the country. He seemed to be looking for something."
"Until we came to Panlong Mountain and met the dragon in the Black Water Pool..."
"At that time, I thought I was dead. Unexpectedly, he suddenly showed great power, just like the legendary martial arts master."
"He was seriously injured and escaped with me."
"Unfortunately, he was too seriously injured and died a month later."
"He told me everything before he died."
"It turns out that he is a martial arts practitioner. Unfortunately, he only got half a volume of practice skills by chance."
"He took me to visit famous mountains and rivers just to find other martial arts practitioners to complete the incomplete volume of skills."
"It's a pity that he never got what he wanted until his death."
"Later, I tried the practice techniques according to that half volume. Unfortunately, my cultivation talent was too poor and I couldn't get started."
Qin Fan said: "So, you don't understand the world of martial arts practitioners."
"Where is the Panlong Mountain Blackwater Pool?"
Qin Shoudao: "At the junction of Handong and Jiangnan."
"Show me that half volume of exercises."
Qin Shou did not hesitate and took out a broken yellowed ancient sheepskin book from his arms.
Qin Fan took a general look and found that this so-called cultivation technique was extremely crude. It only cultivated one meridian and accumulated true energy.
For example, if the skills of a cultivator are compared to the stars in the sky, then the skills of a warrior are one of the stars.
Qin Fan smiled disdainfully and threw it back to him: "This is also called a skill."
"In a few days, I will give you a new skill. You can practice according to it. If the speed of practice satisfies me, I can consider accepting you as a disciple."
The old Taoist was overjoyed: "Thank you so much, Master!"
"I have use for this stone, just keep the scales yourself!"
After saying that, Qin Fan stood up and left.
"I'll send you off!"
When Qin Fan returned to Yunhu Community, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to leave his contact information for Qin Shou.
After returning to the room, Qin Fan chose a bedroom and placed the low-grade spiritual stone on the ground.
"This low-grade spirit stone can be used to set up a small spirit gathering array."
He raised his hand, and the spirit stone slowly floated in the air.
Then, he pointed his sword and drew it in the air several times quickly.
The spirit stone was cut into five even pieces.
Qin Fan drew mysterious and complex patterns on the ground, and five minutes later, a small spirit gathering formation was formed.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred meters began to converge towards Qin Fan's bedroom.
"One day of training in the Spirit Gathering Array should be worth three days of ordinary training."
Qin Fan immediately sat cross-legged in the spirit gathering formation and began to practice.
In the afternoon, the Wang Family Villa welcomed a guest.
The famous master of traditional Chinese medicine, Sun Shenzhen.
After some pleasantries, Mr. Wang led Sun Shenzhen into the bedroom.
Sun Shenzhen felt the old lady's pulse with a needle, then checked the CT magnetic resonance examination report, and finally came to a conclusion based on what happened during Doctor Qi's treatment of the old lady in the morning.
"I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do about the old lady's illness."
On the side, the Wang family and Doctor Qi, who were full of expectations, suddenly looked dull.
"Master, have you made a conclusion so quickly before you even tried it?" Doctor Qi was very confused.
"Your eight life-chasing needles are famous all over the world, why not try it?"
Sun Shenzhen shook his head: "To treat a disease, you need to find out the cause first. So far, I can't find out the cause of the old lady's disease."
"What you said about neurasthenia is not accurate."
"Furthermore, I think the old lady's illness seems..."
Sun Shenzhen hesitated to speak.
"What does it seem like? Doctor Sun just said it's okay!" Mr. Wang looked suspicious.
Sun Shenzhen said: "Her disease is a bit evil. I can't see the specific reason."
Wang Zhisheng frowned and thought: "Evil nature?"
"Why is it so similar to what the boy said this morning!"
Hearing Wang Zhisheng's muttering, Sun Shenzhen immediately asked curiously: "Is there anyone else who has the same opinion as me?"
Doctor Qi said: "Master, that's just a kid. I guess he's probably a charlatan. He talks nonsense and just happens to hit the mark."
Unexpectedly, Sun Shenzhen suddenly looked excited: "Is the person you are talking about a young man named Qin?"
Doctor Qi looked suspicious: "Master, that boy's surname is indeed Qin. Do you know him?"
"Haha, that's right, it's him!"
"You may not think he is young, but his medical skills are ten times better than mine!"
"I was at the Central Hospital in the morning and saw with my own eyes that he used the long-lost Nine-Turn Magic Needle to bring back a child who was seriously injured in a car accident."
Sun Shenzhen looked at Mr. Wang and asked curiously: "Mr. Wang, since we invited Divine Doctor Qin here, why didn't you cure the old lady's disease?"
Mr. Wang's face was so red that he couldn't say a word.
Doctor Qi was also filled with shame, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
Wang Zhisheng opened his mouth wide in disbelief.
Fortunately, Wang Zhiwen's family is not here, otherwise their expressions would be even more exciting.
Seeing everyone's expressions, Sun Shenzhen probably understood what was going on.
He chuckled and said, "Mr. Wang, I'm afraid the only one in this world who can cure your wife is the Qin miracle doctor."
"That's all I have to say. Mr. Wang will think it over carefully."
Mr. Wang's face darkened and he said solemnly: "Boss, go and call the third child."
"yes!"
Sun Shenzhen cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Wang, if you can invite Divine Doctor Qin, I hope you can notify me by then."
"I admire Doctor Qin's acupuncture techniques very much, and I hope I can watch from the sidelines."
Mr. Wang nodded: "Don't worry, Divine Doctor Sun. If I can invite him back, I will definitely inform you."
"Farewell!"
"Butler, send Doctor Sun to you!"
As soon as Sun Shenzhen and Qi Simin left, Wang Zhiwen rushed over and met them at the gate.
However, Wang Zhiwen ignored the pleasantries, said hello, and rushed to the bedroom.
"Father, are you looking for me?"
Mr. Wang sat on the chair with a depressed expression: "Third brother, it was my fault this morning. I regret not listening to you. Can you still contact that miracle doctor Qin?"
Wang Zhiwen saw the old man's expression and thought of the doctor Sun he had just met, and he probably understood what happened.
"Father, don't worry, Divine Doctor Qin said when he left that you will invite him back soon."
Mr. Wang was shocked: "Did he really say that?"
Wang Zhiwen nodded.
"Oh, you are indeed an expert! It's all my fault for being blind and neglecting an expert!" Mr. Wang's intestines turned green with regret.
"Even if we invite him now, he won't come!"
Wang Zhiwen said: "Father, since Divine Doctor Qin said that you will invite him back, it proves that he will definitely come back."
"It's just that I'm afraid I have to pay some price this time!"
Mr. Wang's face turned solemn: "I'll leave this matter to you. No matter what the cost, you must invite him back."
