Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

Luoyang, Henan, Evergreen Sword Mansion.

The inner courtyard of the mansion, one of the houses in the east wing, a small garden, the temporary residence of Duanmurong and master Nianduan.

In the master bedroom of the main room, Li Changqing used kung fu to help Nianduan digest the medicine. The latter just took the medicinal soup he prepared, and his body couldn't digest it with confidence. Every time, it was Li Changqing who helped him.

"Huh!" After half an hour, Li Changqing's mind moved, and the Xiantian Qiankun Kungfu returned to Dantian after the last big cycle.

Nian Duan slowly opened his eyes, his forehead was sweating, his complexion was much ruddy, he approached a healthy person, and thanked him: "I've been working for the Sword Immortal since January."

Li Changqing got off the couch and said: "Senior Nianduan, you are being polite. From today onwards, senior, you can stay on the couch and walk, and exercise your muscles and bones slightly."

Duan Murong looked at Li Changqing's handsome face with a pair of eyes, and said softly, "Thank you, Brother Li."

Li Changqing smiled and said, "I won't disturb Rong'er taking care of Senior Nianduan, so I will leave."

Every time he assisted Nian Duan to refine the medicinal power, Nian Duan was wrapped in true energy, so he must be sweating profusely and his limbs were sticky. Every time, he would ask Duan Murong to help her take a bath.

It is inconvenient for Li Changqing to stay for a long time.

Watching Li Changqing leave, Nian Duan shook his head lightly and said, "I'm afraid our master and apprentice owe him nothing."

"Outside Daliang City, a life-saving grace."

"Now, Sword Immortal uses his own blood as medicine to help me recover, which is also a great kindness."

Duanmu Rong was surprised: "Ah!?"

"Brother Li used his blood as medicine?"

Nian Duan looked at Duan Murong, and said in a calm tone: "Silly girl, who else in the world can hurt the sword fairy Li Changqing? Every three days when he helps me digest the medicine, a scar will appear on the palm of his hand."

"With the cultivation of a sword fairy, flesh and blood wounds can be healed in a day or two. But every time he comes to the door, there must be wounds on the palms, and they are all new wounds."

"The most important point..." Nian Duan said: "I have practiced medicine for decades as a teacher, and if there is human blood in the medicine, you can tell if you taste it."

Duanmu Rong was surprised and distressed: "Could it be that Brother Li has been using his own blood to heal you, Master, for a month?"

Nian Duan murmured: "It should be."

"You also know that Master has practiced medicine for decades, and he doesn't distinguish between medicine and poison. He has tasted all kinds of herbs, and he has long been invulnerable to all kinds of poisons, and he is immune to the world's elixir."

"The prescriptions prepared by Li Jianxian can indeed strengthen the foundation and cultivate the vitality, but master, my body is logically indigestible. Now I can absorb the effects of the medicine. Except for Li Jianxian's unparalleled inner strength to help me digest the medicine, it must be the same as his Blood has something to do with it."

Nian Duan said to himself: "Bian Que, the patriarch of the medical family, once recorded that martial arts practitioners focus on strengthening the three treasures of human body, energy and spirit. The higher the cultivation level, the longer the lifespan."

"The legendary unity of heaven and man, land gods, can break the limit of mortals, and the life expectancy of a hundred years is not a problem. Moreover, the physique is transformed, the flesh and blood are abundant, and it is a great tonic for ordinary people."

Duanmu Rong was shocked and said: "So, Brother Li really has been using his blood to heal your wounds, Master?"

"And I, and I was so stupid that I couldn't see this clearly."

Duanmu Rong was extremely moved, her pair of dark purple pupils were stained with tears, she turned around and ran out quickly.

Nian Duan: "..."

After a while, Nianduan sighed helplessly: "Forget it, this is your heartfelt voice, Rong'er, and it is also your own choice."

"In this life, people should move according to their heart and live according to their nature, as long as they don't regret it in the future."

Nian Duan whispered to himself: "Once upon a time, I loved a swordsman as a teacher. His master died, and then he said to me—from today on, he no longer has a first name, nor a surname."

"Later, people in the Jianghu called him the Black Man with Six Fingers."

"And later, he died."

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As Li Changqing was walking, a shout came from behind, and a ray of fragrant wind hit him.

"Brother Li."

This call is soft and sweet.

Li Changqing turned around and said in astonishment, "Rong'er, why are you here?"

Swish!
Duan Murong threw herself into Li Changqing's arms, moved to tears, and kept murmuring: "Thank you Brother Li, thank you Brother Li for saving Master."

Nian Duan is Duan Murong's master, and also the mother who raised her from a baby. She is also a teacher and mother, and is Duan Murong's only relative in the world.

Duanmurong was grateful, she was so grateful, she was grateful for everything Li Changqing had done, and she secretly agreed with her heart.

Li Changqing gently hugged Duanmu Rong's slender waist with his left hand, touched the latter's fair face and black hair with his right hand, stroked Duanmu Rong's hair, and said with a gentle smile, "I've already said it, you're welcome."

Duanmu Rong grabbed Li Changqing's right hand, spread the palm of the latter, saw a bloodstain, the wound was completely healed, and it was only a small cut.

However, she was still very distressed, took out the golden sore medicine, took off the scarf, and carefully bandaged Li Changqing.

Li Changqing smiled, looked at Duanmurong, and quietly looked at her serious and distressed expression.

"Rong'er, do you want to practice martial arts and become a martial artist with strong martial arts?" Li Changqing asked.

In troubled times, Duan Murong's identity as heir to a medical family may not be preserved. This is a cruel world. Those who have no strength will die, or you will have to live as humble as a dog.

Li Changqing didn't have Han Xin's heart to bear the humiliation of his crotch. He didn't want to wrong himself, so since he fought against Yemu, Luowang, and Donghuang Taiyi, he had narrowly escaped death many times.

The most dangerous time, Concubine Yan sacrificed her life to save others, stepped into the early stage of peerlessness, and repelled Blood Shura.

Li Changqing is indeed open, but he has today's achievements, the system credit and personal hard work should be divided equally.

The rivers and lakes are very dangerous, Li Changqing hoped that Duanmurong would be more able to protect himself.

Duanmu Rong nodded and said, "Think."

Li Changqing flexed his fingers a little, instilled Duanmu Rong with spiritual power, and imparted a mental method.

"This is the Yin-Yang Five Elements Jue, the supreme method of the Yin-Yang family. Your physique belongs to wood. If you practice to a certain level, you can turn your true energy into wood. If you are wood, you will also have vitality. It is very suitable for your status as a heir to a medical family."

Soon after Li Changqing finished imparting the mind method, he took out a elixir and said, "This is the real elixir of the Yin-Yang family. It can help you improve your skills, penetrate the veins, stimulate the yin and yang qi in your body, and step into the third rank of martial arts as soon as possible."

Duanmu Rong is proficient in medical skills, but her martial arts are mediocre, so far she is no more than the sixth rank of martial arts. According to this speed, it will be difficult to become a top expert in the future.

Yin Yang and Five Elements Jue, the law of harmony between man and nature, came from Concubine Yan. Li Changqing integrated it into the Innate Universe Kung Fu, which further improved the Innate Universe Kung Fu and promoted it to the holy rank.

Now, Duanmu Rong has obtained the Yin-Yang Five Elements Jue, and another Immortal Pill, and will soon become the ninth rank of Martial Arts. In the future, she will step into the realm of freedom, more than enough to protect herself.

Duanmu Rong refused: "Brother Li, this pill is extremely precious, Rong'er can't take it."

Li Changqing smiled and said, "Why, Sister Rong'er, do you still want to reject Brother Li?"

"I'm afraid you will never pay back the debt you owe me in this life."

Li Changqing asked: "Why can't you ask for mere elixir? Is it not good enough for you to dislike it?"

"No, how dare Rong'er dislike it, and how can she dislike it... Thank you, Brother Li." Duanmu Rong took the elixir, thanked her and left.

Li Changqing pursed his lips, and the gentle and intellectual voice of the trendy banshee came from his ears: "It seems that Duanmu Rong, this little girl, will be eaten by you sooner or later."

Li Changqing smiled, restrained his smile, and said: "The one-month period has expired, the Huashan covenant, discuss the six sages of the sword."

"Mingzhu, tell me to go down, Skynet should also set off!"

The trendy banshee nodded: "No."