In the following time, Zhao Qingyuan was extremely excited. Especially he had many novel ideas.
Just like now.
"As for the remote retrieval just now, I was standing at the door of the kitchen and you were sitting on the sofa. Can you reach out and get the cup in my hand?"
"Yeah, okay."
"Then, can you teleport? I watched TV, and those who teleported, only the afterimages could be seen, and there were..." Jiliguala, blah blah blah...
She watched her brother spinning around in front of her like a top, talking all kinds of things non-stop.
Zhao Qinglan glanced at the time. Half an hour had passed, and her brother still didn't stop.
Raising her hand to touch her forehead, whether she could kick him out now or not, he would be annoying her to death.
When Zhao Qingyuan thought about what his sister said about opening up the Eight Extraordinary Meridians for him, he couldn't wait.
"Sister, when will we start doing this? What medicinal materials are needed? I still have some pocket money, so I can contribute."
"No, I have money."
Just the little money he has.
Even buying a root of grass is not enough.
Zhao Qinglan raised his hand to signal, and then said: "Don't worry, some medicinal materials may not be available even in pharmacies. You need to dig some in the mountains. Once the medicinal materials are ready, we will start."
In China, medicinal materials are all cultivated and cannot be compared with wild ones. Therefore, Zhao Qinglan still needs to find time to go to the mountains.
Zhao Qinglan is not a medical student, so she doesn't know how to treat illnesses and save people. However, she still knows a lot about medicinal baths that warm and nourish the body's muscles, strengthen the body, and then assist in practicing martial arts.
My parents are quite young and have never practiced martial arts. So if they want to achieve something, they can only open up their meridians first. This will require a few years of effort and time to cultivate.
Zhao Qinglan has no objection to the loss of internal energy in cultivation, and is directly willing to do so. They are his family members, let alone a few years of cultivation, it is all, so that’s okay. If it’s gone, it’s gone. We can practice again later.
Just come back.
Of course, outsiders don't get this treatment. Zhao Qinglan thinks that he is not that great even though he sacrifices himself to illuminate others.
Seeing that there was no water in the cup, Zhao Qinglan stood up and poured herself a cup, then sat back on the sofa.
Thinking of the martial arts I practiced.
After Zhao Qinglan frowned slightly, he said, "The martial arts of the Shenyu Heart Sutra is very lethal. Now I have not told anyone except you. A common man is not guilty of harboring a jade. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, someone in the future will
When asked, just say, I practice Tai Chi. As for the Shenyu Heart Sutra, just pretend I have never mentioned it." No matter when, it is always right to keep some trump cards.
You must not have the intention to harm others, and you must have the intention to guard against others. Who doesn't want good things, especially this kind of peerless martial arts that can make people come and go without a trace after practicing it.
Just like what was shown on TV, in order to obtain martial arts secrets, one would have to kill the whole family. Some people are willing to sacrifice others for their own benefit.
Just thinking about it, Zhao Ma understood the seriousness of the matter.
Turning to look at his son.
"Did you hear that? From now on, don't mention the words Shenyu Heart Sutra again."