Counterattack Xiaoxian

Master Sang frowned and said, "The yin and yang in your body are in conflict, and the cold and heat are fighting each other. You are so domineering. No wonder the spirit-binding vine cannot defeat you."

He then took Ji Lingchu's pulse gate and said, "How strange! What a strange thing! His energy is like sand fighting, his star points are spread out, and his spirits are not gathered together. It turns out he is a born waste."

Ji Ling felt aggrieved after hearing this at first. Is it such an exaggeration?

The old man's mouth was too venomous. Fortunately, he didn't realize that there was a dog hidden in his body. Otherwise, he might have said something else.

Master Sang thought for a long time: "You shouldn't! How can there be such a reason in the world? You should have died violently long ago. It seems... you have to have bloodletting or caesarean section. "

bloodletting? Caesarean section?

Ji Lingchu's heart tightened, and he heard him talking to himself again: "But this is not what I'm good at. Should I ask a great doctor to plant jade..."

Plant jade! His name doesn't sound like a good person. Does he specialize in gynecology?

Ji Lingchu felt a chill and said hurriedly: "You don't have to worry about this junior's health. As long as you agree to help, I will be very grateful."

"Xiuti! Xiuti!" Master Sang turned around and entered the room.

Even though he was here, he definitely couldn't leave empty-handed and followed him with a playful smile.

Master Sang's house is very large, but extremely messy. At first glance, he looks like an old bachelor living alone.

There are piles of debris inside, and strange plants and medicinal materials can be seen everywhere, as well as the bones of some unknown birds and beasts. Tall wooden shelves stand on both sides of the wall, and there are various seeds in containers on the upper and lower floors. ....

The old man ignored him and took out a few seedlings with soil still in them from his bag to clean them.

Ji Ling was unable to talk to him at first, so he thought that beating the chicken was not an option, so he had an idea and went to the yard to grab the old hen, took it to the kitchen, killed it quickly and removed the feathers, and soon made a pot of chicken soup.

He filled it in an earthen pot and brought it over. The old man was not polite and emptied two large bowls in one go. After drinking the fragrant chicken soup, his face looked much better. He took out a jar of plum wine and asked Ji Lingchu to drink it with him.

After a few glasses of wine, the two of them chatted quite congenially. They mentioned their origins and backgrounds during the conversation, so Ji Lingchu had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to pretend to be the young prince of Fu State.

Master Sang was quite surprised and said: "Originally, I thought you looked a bit like a human being. I didn't expect you to be the son of King Xiangnan. Your father and I have met once. As for the West Cave, which is far to the west, I have never been there. Hey."

Master Sang asked again: "You don't seem to be able to speak runes?"

Ji Lingchu said: "I grew up in Xidongtian since I was a child, and I don't know much."

"You shouldn't. It's so embarrassing if the talisman doesn't understand the talisman!"

Ji Lingchu sweated profusely and could only nod in shame.

"What happened to the theft of the holy relics you mentioned?"

"The clan leader is still negotiating, and we can't go back for the time being."

"Oh, that's the case. Since you look pretty, why don't you stay and help me for a few days, taking care of your food and shelter."

faint......! Does this have anything to do with being pretty?

Seeing that he was silent, Master Sang took a sip of wine and said: "I'm not afraid that you don't like to hear it. Although you are disabled, you must not be discouraged. As the saying goes, the stupid bird flies first, even the rotten iron must be hammered, and even the tiles will turn around. At your age Qingqing, it is better to learn something than to waste time."

Disability?

Ji Lingchu felt like he wanted to hit someone. The old guy wanted to get free labor and poured himself chicken soup for the soul. It was so disgusting.

Perhaps he had been lonely for too long, so under the influence of alcohol, the old man began to brag about his past glorious deeds.

He talked about how he became famous at a young age, how he became the chief minister, and how he was proud of the world with his spiritual planting skills. He also said that he was good at calligraphy and painting, making talismans, and formations, and he had a very talented sense of sight.

Ji Lingchu hurriedly asked: "What is going to bed?"

The old man said "Shangben" means Shangben Academy, which is the top scholar organization in the world. Its members are all great masters of Hongxue and geniuses, and they have gathered the greatest achievements of worldly knowledge.

He also said that the above is just a false name and not worth mentioning. After saying this, he waved his hand as if he was waving away a fly. Such magnanimity! That's cool! Ji Lingchu was stunned for a moment.

Ji Lingchu was amazed and amazed, but he had no idea of ​​learning from the old man. He knew his own skills very well. He hadn't fully understood them in a few books in college. How could he dare to hope for these mysterious things?

The two of them chatted about some gossip without letting up. In the end, Master Sang was the boss. He slapped the table and said: "The little guy is interesting and quite satisfying. How about you and I make a bet and the loser is willing to admit defeat?" "

In fact, Ji Ling was alone at first, so he didn't mind helping the old man with something, but he just didn't want to do it in an unclear way.

You can bet, this is an opportunity, in case you win by accident, so I agreed because of my drunkenness.

Master Sang led him staggeringly into a secret dark room, where an oil lamp was lit and the windows were closed. There were about a dozen pots of blue herbal plants scattered on the ground. The flowers bloomed like jade lamps and were translucent.

"This is 'Bingzhan'. It was born in a secluded place. It is very yin-loving. The fruit can cure unknown poisons. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a treasure from heaven and earth."

"I got it by chance and cultivated it for a long time, but I never saw any flowers but no results. As for this matter, if you can solve it, I won't hesitate. If you can't, just stay and work."

ah......! Ji Lingchu was dumbfounded and felt that Meng Lang was confused. The old man couldn't handle this matter despite his title as a botanical master. What could a novice like him do?

At dawn, Ji Lingchu, who was sleepy-eyed, was called to the backyard.

Master Sang pointed to a pile of rough and round logs in the corner and said: "All these green logs are chopped into chopstick-length strips and spread out in the yard to dry. They will be used to bake some medicinal materials in a few days. There is not much work, so be quick. .”

"I'm going out for a trip. Someone from the clan leader will take care of you, so you don't have to worry about it." The old man patted his butt and left.

"Just let me work hard!" Ji Lingchu was about to cry but had no tears. He looked at the pile of wood in front of him and didn't know where to start.

After the words were spoken, he couldn't go back on his word, so he killed and ate the old hen left yesterday. After a little mental balance, he picked up the ax and started chopping firewood, muttering "You are unkind". I am unjust and so on.

It has to be said that under the nourishment of the mysterious light particles, his body has undergone unparalleled changes. From the perspective of body refining, it can be regarded as the first glimpse of the door, and of course a little physical work is not a problem.

But there was too much wood and it was extremely hard. He worked hard until the sun went down, but the size of the hill remained unchanged.

Ji Lingchu was not in a hurry. He had a lot of time anyway. After Master Sang left, he spent half the day chopping firewood and the other half practicing kung fu.

He mainly practices leg skills. Since the last time the Tat Divine Whip "popped" in his mind, some details have slowly emerged one after another. He doesn't need to understand it at all, he can just follow it.

The deeper he went, the more he felt that his understanding was superficial. This leg method was like a big coal mine, and he only dug two shovels with a shovel.

If someone had told him before that his leg skills could reach this level, he would never have believed it, but slowly he discovered that he seemed to be able to do it too! Naturally, he didn't know that 90% of this was due to the mysterious light particles.

Without outside interference, he lived a simple and unpretentious life. After calming down, it was as if he had found the key to unlocking the door. He gradually realized that some things need to be done gradually, just like "Military Body Boxing". In fact, there are endless changes hidden, and enough precipitation is required. , the square is majestic.