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Chapter 45 - Bian Que's successor

Chapter 45 Descendants of Bian Que

Qing Qing looked at Meng Xiaoan huddled there, his whole body was like a shrimp, his eyes showed a trace of pity and a trace of appreciation, this is a real man: "You are stronger than I thought."

Meng Xiaoan turned his head and showed a forced smile with stubborn eyes: "Because I don't want to be looked down upon by others, so I will put in a hundred times, a thousand times more effort and effort than others."

Bronze looked at him blankly.

Meng Xiaoan lowered his head and took a closer look at his injuries, especially around his waist. Because the rope was tied, there was a shocking mark. Meng Xiaoan touched it and it hurt, but he still smiled.

After knowing these pains, he would not be willing to be mediocre and be treated like a waste by others.

Meng Xiaoan went to Wang Jin's home in the afternoon. As soon as Wang Jin saw Meng Xiaoan, he knew that his meridians must have been severely impacted.

"It seems like you've been very exhausted from practicing this boxing skill."

Meng Xiaoan felt sore all over, but when he thought of his sister, he was filled with energy. He would not let others look down upon him, and he wanted to protect his sister.

"But what you encountered was that you took off your clothes."

Meng Xiaoan knew his master's skill in acupuncture and said, "Thank you, master." He took off his clothes.

Wang Jin said: "The marks on your waist are not caused by ordinary ropes. They are iron chains."

Meng Xiaoan said: "Yes, Master." Master actually knew from the scar that the injury on his waist was caused by the iron chain.

Wang Jin took out five acupuncture needles.

"It hurts a little, you have to endure it."

Meng Xiaoan nodded.

The first acupuncture was inserted into the "Diantan" acupoint on Meng Xiaoan's waist. Meng Xiaoan felt that his lower body could not move, and he had no intuition. He thought to himself that this Chinese acupuncture was indeed well-deserved. I don't know who the master is.

It's not Hua Tuo or Bian Que's successor.

The second acupuncture needle was inserted into Meng Xiaoan's right shoulder, and the third acupuncture needle was inserted into the left shoulder.

Meng Xiaoan felt that he could not move his upper body.

Wang Jin said: "The last two needles are inserted into your temples, you have to hold back."

Wang Jin's hands suddenly pinched Meng Xiaoan's bilateral temple points like lightning.

Meng Xiaoan's brain felt as if a volcano had exploded inside, and his brain seemed to be bitten by thousands of ants. It was extremely uncomfortable. But he couldn't move his whole body.

His face was extremely pale. Meng Xiaoan's eyes widened and turned red with blood.

Wang Jingdao: "I am now helping you wash the menstrual marrow. Xiao An, only in this way can you have a strong body and meridians to withstand the impact of the ten thousand kilogram waterfall."

Meng Xiaoan couldn't even hear what he was saying, he just felt his head was buzzing.

After a long time, Meng Xiaoan suddenly felt a strong sense of sleep coming over him. He couldn't bear it anymore and fell into a deep sleep.

When Meng Xiaoan woke up, he saw himself lying on the bed.

"woke up?"

"Master."

Wang Jin handed a cup of tea to Meng Xiaoan: "Drink it. This is the lotus tea picked from the Kunlun Mountains for my master. It will be very helpful to your body."

Meng Xiaoan took the tea cup and drank it slowly. At first it was cold, as if it had been frozen, but after a while, a warm feeling filled his heart.

"Thank you, master."

Wang Jin said: "This is something I can help you with as a teacher. No need to thank you." He handed a booklet with a simple atmosphere to Meng Xiaoan.

Meng Xiaoan took a look and saw a man in sackcloth on the booklet. Could this man be the founder?

Wang Jingdao: "This is the Patriarch. You should have heard of Patriarch Bian Que. Back then, he relied on this book to travel around the world, save lives and heal the wounded, and treat diseases for many dignitaries. Unfortunately, he was killed in the end. This book spread to

My generation is already two hundred and thirty-five generations old, and I don’t have much time left on earth, so I want to find someone to inherit the mantle.”

Meng Xiaoan said: "Master, I will not let you down." The excitement in his heart is self-evident.


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