Time passed quickly, and Qin Muran felt that he had a long dream, but he couldn't remember what he dreamed of.

Qin Muran, who has almost not had enough sleep for so many years, slept very well today and is very familiar.

In a blink of an eye, two days have passed. When a ray of sunshine in the morning broke through the sky and shone down on everything, the fish white light in the east.

Qin Muran slowly woke up from his sleep, raised his eyelids slightly, and opened his eyes.

The dazzling sunshine made him a little difficult to adapt, and he subconsciously blocked the sunshine with his hands.

"Junior brother, are you awake?"

At this moment, Nangong Zheng slowly walked in with a bowl of rice porridge.

"Gu...gu...gu..."

Qin Muran's stomach couldn't help but scream, with a little embarrassed face.

I slept for two days without eating. The last time he ate, he was the bowl of pickled vegetables and shredded pork noodles he had eaten in the tent.

"I knew you would be hungry for a long time, so I made some rice porridge for you. Don't rush to eat it, drink it in one bite."

Nangong Zheng reminded him.

"Thank you, senior brother!" Qin Muran smiled on his face, then got out of bed and walked to the table.

Taste the rice porridge one by one, and he found that the rice porridge was so fragrant and delicious.

"Senior brother, how do you cook this rice porridge? I feel that it is better than the porridge I have ever drunk!"

This sentence is not because Qin Muran deliberately praised Nangong Zheng, but because Nangong Zheng's porridge is more fragrant and mellow than all the porridge he had drunk before.

"It's just because of your current condition. If you've been hungry for so many days, of course, whatever you eat is delicious."

Nangong Zheng smiled slightly.

"Too!"

Qin Muran nodded, saying that's the truth, and didn't ask any more questions immediately, and soon ate the bowl of rice porridge in front of him.

With something in his stomach, Qin Muran felt much more comfortable and his whole body was warm, but after moving a little, he couldn't help but grin.

"hiss......."

Qin Muran took a breath of cold air, and his whole body felt as if it was electric, and it was stiff there.

This movement, my whole body seemed to be pressed to the ground and rubbed several times, and it was extremely sour.

"Senior brother, why does my body hurt so much!"

If Qin Muran hadn't felt that there was no strangeness coming from his back. He would have been worried that he would have encountered something unsightly during his sleep.

"I will help you press the acupoints to stimulate your body's potential. At the same time, your war syndrome symptoms have also disappeared." Nangong Zheng cleaned up the bowl on the table and said to Qin Muran.

"Can I also stimulate potential by pressing the acupoints? How is that possible! If I say that, wouldn't my cultivation have been broken?"

Qin Muran looked at his hands excitedly, a little unbelievable, but after careful sensation, he found that he was still in the middle stage of the transformation of strength, and his cultivation did not increase as much as he imagined.

"My cultivation has not increased, it is still in the middle stage of the transformation of strength."

Qin Muran looked at Nangong Zheng and asked seriously.

"If you can increase your cultivation by pressing the acupoints, I'm afraid that the entire ancient martial arts world of Xia Kingdom will have as many powerful energy as cow hairs, so it will be worthless."

Nangong Zheng also admired his junior brother's imagination very much.

"That's true, but Senior Brother Nangong, why does this pressing acupoint hurt so much?"

When Qin Muran thought of what he had experienced at that time, he felt a little overwhelmed.

"How can I stimulate my potential without suffering? But junior brother, even if I have your talent, I am a little jealous."

Nangong Zheng looked at Qin Muran and said seriously.

"What talent do I have? If I have some talent, I can't almost be unable to practice at the beginning."

Qin Muran shook his head and said.

"Can't practice?"

When Nangong heard Qin Muran's words, he became curious.

"Yes, half a year ago, I was just a master's realm and had not entered the ancient martial arts realm."

Qin Muran looked at Nangong Zhengdao with a serious look on his face.

"Half a year...Master's Realm..."

When Nangong Zheng heard Qin Muran's words, he almost spit out his old blood.

Originally, seeing Qin Muran at such an age, she was already in the middle stage of the transformation of power. Nangong Zheng was already shocked enough, but when he knew that he was his master's closed disciple, he could accept it.

If you have been practicing with your master since childhood and have been practicing for more than 20 years, it is possible to reach this level. After all, Master is a land god, and his merits are related to fortune.

But now, after hearing that Qin Muran started practicing from the level of a master to the middle stage of the transformation of spirit, Nangong Zheng felt that the whole world was about to be subverted.

What's the situation? How is this possible!

"What's wrong? Senior brother? I'll tell you not to talk to me. I know I'm lazy and haven't practiced well, but a gentleman doesn't speak. If you hit me, I will tell Lao Huan!"

Qin Muran looked at Nangong Zheng's eyes and panicked, and hurriedly took the old Taoist priest out as a shield.

"Seriously, I want to hit you."

Nangong Zheng looked at Qin Muran with a serious look on his face.

Suddenly, he found that his junior brother's mouth was really mean. Even Nangong Zheng, who had practiced Qi cultivation skills for decades, could still break the skills when facing Qin Muran.

It seems that he still can’t practice his qi cultivation skills.

"Why are you hitting me!"

Qin Muran asked with a harmless look on his face.

"Because you should fight!"

Nangong Zheng said angrily.

"Who am I provoking whom? If you hit me, I will tell Lao Bud!"

Qin Muran knew that Nangong Zheng respected the old Taoist priest very much, so now he was like pinching Nangong Zheng's throat and often used the old Taoist priest as a tool to deal with Nangong Zheng.

"I........"

Nangong Zheng was told by Qin Muran at this time, and there was no such thing as the appearance of a paradise who had just met.

This junior brother is really not a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Senior Brother Nangong, you said, if the master knew that you were going to attack me, what would happen?"

Qin Muran stopped and suddenly looked at Nangong Zheng and said with a wicked smile.

"I have no idea....."

Nangong Zheng doesn't like to reason.

"With the master's character, he loves me, otherwise he wouldn't have accepted me as his only disciple, right? If you bully me, he will protect his son so much, and you will probably have no good results!"

Qin Muran was obviously fooling Nangong Zheng. With the old Taoist priest's attitude towards Qin Muran, he wished that this disaster would be killed.

However, Nangong Zheng didn't know all this. If he knew it, it would probably not be so easy to be fooled.

"Junior brother, you..."

"Senior Brother Nangong, it's okay if I don't say it. Why don't you teach me this method of stimulating potential? I'm still talented and should learn it very quickly. And I think you don't have any disciples, so you might as well teach it on behalf of your teacher!"
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