"Brother Holy Monk, don't be scared Zhiruo, what's wrong with you..." The little girl was frightened when she saw this scene, and her tears kept falling like bead curtains.
Qin Changfeng sat down cross-legged. While suppressing the raging energy in his body, he forced out a smile to comfort the panicked little girl: "I'm fine, don't worry."
At this time, Hu Qingniu suddenly walked out of the medicine house and snorted: "Is everything okay? I think you are not far from death!"
"Why is this happening?" Zhang Wuji also rushed out and asked anxiously. Zhou Zhiruo had been responsible for the cold poison in Qin Changfeng's body, so he didn't know anything about it.
Hu Qingniu glanced at the little girl and said sarcastically: "Since half a year ago, monk, she has been adding velvet antler, yam, epimedium, eucommia and other kidney-tonifying herbs to your medicine. Presumably she is afraid that the cold air in your kidney palace will accumulate and damage your kidneys."
It’s because of kidney qi.”
"But she didn't know that due to the cold poison, the medicinal properties could not reach the kidney palace at all. In addition, monk, you are very powerful. Normally, these medicinal properties cannot be released, so they secretly accumulated in other places in the body. The silly girl thought it was medicinal properties.
It was not strong enough, so it had no effect, so I slowly increased the dose. This time, I even stole half of the century-old ginseng I had collected and added it to the medicine. After half a year of continuous supplementation, who could
Can you bear it?"
"This is a self-righteous way of doing bad things with good intentions. He doesn't even think about it. It doesn't matter if he, a monk, hurts his kidneys. Now that he's healed...the power of these medicines explodes, and even a cow has to be replenished to death!"
After hearing this, the little girl blamed herself and felt ashamed. In fact, she had long forgotten the fact that Qin Changfeng was a monk. Sometimes she even vaguely thought that if the holy monk brother couldn't do that, no one would be willing to marry her, etc.
When I grow up, I will be his wife.
I don't know whether to say she matured prematurely or was stupid early.
"Please save the holy monk brother!" Seeing Qin Changfeng's face getting redder and redder, the little girl and Zhang Wuji both knelt down and begged anxiously.
Hu Qingniu replied straightforwardly: "I wish he died. It would be better if we don't add insult to injury. Will we save him?"
However, Qin Changfeng regained his composure at this time, suppressing the riot in his body and said: "Misfortune depends on blessings, and blessings depend on disasters. Things are unpredictable. How could Donor Hu know that this is not the opportunity of a poor monk?"
After saying that, he slowly stood up from the ground and unfolded the Sixth Level of Vajra Indestructible Holding the Moon pose.
I saw him lowering his hands into clenched fists, each on the side of his waist, condensing his thoughts to embrace his breasts, retracting the front and back yin, holding his breath, and guided the indestructible vajra energy to walk around the whole body for a small circle. When he was complete, he suddenly activated the true energy
The Qi rushes toward the Kidney Palace along the Shaoyin Kidney Meridian, and at the same time, fists are made with both hands to hit the two kidney areas, the inside and outside meet, and the Vajra screams to the moon.
After the completion of the Vajra Indestructibility Magic Art, everything is as indestructible as a diamond, but before it is completed, each level focuses on one part, and the sixth level focuses on the kidneys, waist and abdomen!
Therefore, after Qin Changfeng listened to Hu Qingniu's words, he immediately decided to use the power of the medicine to attack the seventh level of the Vajra Indestructible Magic.
Hu Qingniu's eyes were so sharp that he quickly saw Qin Changfeng's thoughts. After staring silently for a moment, he blew the beard at the corner of his mouth and snorted: "You are lucky, it is a blessing in disguise, but my half of a century-old ginseng is not white."
I gave it to you, you can pay it back to me how you want!"
Qin Changfeng looked calm and said nothing, but the two children were crying with joy.
This time, the breakthrough was not like the last time when a temporary breakthrough was made on the battlefield on the top of Wudang Mountain. Instead, it was like a river rushing through a dam, with wave after wave, repeating the cycle until it started from a breach and completely destroyed the entrance.
break through!
"Tip: Your Vajra Indestructibility Magic Skill has been cultivated to the seventh level. The improvements obtained from the sixth level to the seventh level are as follows: basic defense +50 points, basic life +600..."
"Tip: When your Vajra Indestructibility Magic Skill is at the seventh level, every 10% increase in proficiency will increase the Vajra Indestructibility internal strength by 100 points."
Obviously, the indestructible power of the Vajra has a level every three levels, which is not only reflected in the subsidiary skills, but also the improvement of the basic attributes.
That is to say, the basic attribute improvement on floors 1-3 is the same, but there will be a considerable increase on the fourth floor, and then the same on floors 4-6, until the seventh floor reaches another level.
It was seven days later when Qin Changfeng finally saw the log prompt proving that he had entered the seventh level of Vajra Indestructibility and that his various abilities had been greatly improved.
When he opened his eyes, he found that dozens of people from all walks of life had gathered around Yaolu, including a bald Shaolin disciple.
Qin Changfeng's thoughts changed slightly, and then his eyes flashed. Although there were slight changes in the secret passage, the general direction of the plot remained the same. The person he was waiting for finally arrived.
At this moment, a warmth came from his palms. Qin Changfeng looked down and found that Miss Zhou was wiping his hands with a wet handkerchief. When he saw him looking at her, she smiled slightly at him.
Qin Changfeng also smiled, pointed at the group of people in the world, and said, "How long have they been here?"
The little girl replied: "It's been three days since Doctor Hu fell ill. Brother Wuji is having a hard time dealing with them every day. Brother Saint Monk, do you want to go see them?" Obviously she and Zhang Wuji have not taken care of Qin who is in retreat these days.
Changfeng was exposed.
Qin Changfeng smiled and shook his head gently and said: "No, let's go see Hu Qingniu." When they were alone, Qin Changfeng didn't even bother to say the name of donor Hu.
It was evening, Qin Changfeng entered the Yaolu through the back door, and opened the door of Hu Qingniu's bedroom with a bang. He happened to see a middle-aged woman who still had charm, cursing and tying up Hu Qingniu with a rope, while Hu Qingniu was tied up with a rope.
Not only was he not angry, he even said something in a flattering manner. When they heard the movement outside the door, both of them were immediately startled.
"Who are you? You dare to barge in without even saying hello and seek death?" The middle-aged woman seemed to have a bad temper and became very angry as soon as she opened her mouth.
Hu Qingniu looked away after hearing this, and quickly whispered: "Don't talk nonsense, we will be dead if we offend him!"
The middle-aged woman looked at him in surprise and said: "Even you, Hu Qingniu, are so afraid of you. His martial arts is very high?"
Hu Qingniu glanced at Qin Changfeng and sighed: "It's Shaolin Kongyu who became famous in the first battle of Wudang. He was very tall before. Now that he has completed the test, I'm afraid... none of the four great Dharma Kings can be his opponent."
The middle-aged woman's complexion changed drastically at a speed visible to the naked eye, and she was obviously very frightened.
Qin Changfeng looked at it with a smile and said gently: "Isn't the Poison Immortal King Aunt?"
"You also know me, did Hu Qingniu tell you?" The middle-aged woman's words obviously acknowledged her identity.
Qin Changfeng said: "I have admired the name of Poison Immortal for a long time, and I will tell you the truth. This poor monk wants to borrow some poison from the donor."
Wang Nangu sarcastically said: "Shaolin monks also want to use poison to harm people?"
Qin Changfeng clasped his hands together and said with a compassionate look: "Amitabha, the poor monk asked for poison to save people."
