Above the rooftop.
The atmosphere is serious.
Of course it would be nice to be without a certain comedian eating rice noodles.
Han Yue, feeling good about herself, moved a small bench and sat on the side, riposting and eating the rice noodles, her big eyes blinking.
“Beauty.”
Qin Dahai smiled.
Han Yue said, “What’s wrong?”
“Eat with a little less movement.” Qin Dahai said with a smile.
Han Yue seemed to be enjoying this feeling and said, “Alright, this young lady keep it down.”
Qin Dahai laughed dryly.
This young lady doesn’t have any concept of portals. When Gongsun Maishou learned that Qin Hai was going to teach Simon Bai Ling, she wouldn’t even take a look at the rooftop so as not to break Qin Hai’s master’s taboo, but Han Yue didn’t care, she sat down and ate her rice noodles, people who didn’t know would think she was watching a circus performance.
But when he saw that she had really kept her voice down.
I’m going to teach you a set of combat techniques today, which my master created by taking the essence of the world’s fighting arts and forging bones and refining the body.
“What is internal qi?” Ximen Bai Ling asked in confusion.
Qin Dahai explained, “Internal training of a breath of Qi, this Qi is the essence of flesh and blood, stored in the dantian, it is very early for you to ask this question.”
Ximen Bailing was busy nodding his head.
She was afraid that Qin Hai Hai was saying she was stupid.
Only at the side, Han Yue asked curiously again, “Who is your master? It sounds so powerful?”
Qin Dahai was silent for a moment and said, “Just an old antique, I won’t be able to see it in my lifetime.” “Don’t ask what you shouldn’t ask, first I’ll pa*s on the Ling Luo Steps and the Heart Piercing Hand.
At that moment.
Qin Hai then performed a simplified version of the Dragon Leaping Seven Steps.
Without the Dragon Seeking Dao Skill, it was impossible for others to perform the Dragon Leaping Seven Steps, forcing them would only cause the Qi and blood to recoil, that was why that old man Qin Huayang had simplified the Ling Luo Steps and pa*sed them down.
Although this Ling Luo Step is simple, it is also a clever way to attack and defend.
After she remembered it, Qin Hai, the master, gave up and returned to the kitchen, opened the two sacks of herbs and boiled a whole pot of dragon’s blood soup.
After smelling the scent of the medicine, Gongsun Maishou walked over and looked at it, she couldn’t help but be a little lost in thought.
When did the blood forging recipe become so sloppy?
Qin Hai Hai cast a glance at her.
He then poured all the boiled dragon blood soup into the bath tub in the room, which he had bought on purpose.
Gongsun Maosleeve was a little dumbfounded.
Instead, Qin Hai continued to boil the medicine and then continued to pour it.
He waited until it was getting late.
This bath tub was already full of a large bucket.
“What are you doing?”
Gongsun Maishou finally couldn’t help but speak up.
Qin Hai Hai said, “Bathing.”
Gongsun Maosleeve was a little speechless, while Qin Dahai coughed a few times and said, “I was injured by someone last night, and now all my organs and six bowels have been badly injured, if I don’t treat them, I’m afraid that if I encounter an enemy in a short time, I will only be able to sit and wait for death.”
“Can you be injured?”
Gongsun Maosleeve was a bit surprised.
She was very clear about Qin Hai’s strength.
“Qi Baisheng.”
Qin Hai Hai said in a deep voice.
“It’s him!”
Gongsun Maosleeve was taken aback, not expecting it to be the Pavilion Master of the World Sword Art Pavilion who had popped up.
Her eyes faintly flickered with some essence.
Disappeared for ten years.
Was this an intention to come out now?
Qin Da Hai did not pay attention to her, but directly took off his clothes. The delicate face of Gongsun Maosleeve, who was standing at the entrance of the room, instantly turned a little bit red.
Before closing the door, however, Qin Hai’s words also came through: “You can have a bowl of the dragon’s blood soup left in the kitchen.”
This made Gongsun Maosleeve’s heart flutter.
The secret blood forging recipe could not be obtained more often.
There was naturally no shortage within the Heavenly Sword Art Museum, but the soup that was as red as blood still made her feel a little moved.
And after she left.
A cold glint flashed in Qin Hai’s eyes before he entered the bath tub.
The Dragon’s Blood Soup to nourish the injured internal organs was a desperate move, after all, it was not the best in terms of effectiveness, but it was something he could prepare as soon as possible, however, the Dragon’s Blood Soup was only an aid, what he really needed was a bunch of herbs he had obtained from the Chen family.
But there were still a few main herbs missing, which he needed to find at Renhe Hall.
Thinking about this.
Qin Hai then quietly took the Nine Dragon Divine Seal to the side, and dived into his internal organs.
The old man’s three palms were of extraordinary strength, all in the same place, and the damage caused by the superimposed power was not small.
I felt the medicinal power seeping into my body.
The spiritual qi of heaven and earth, which had been purified by the Nine Dragon Divine Seal, also poured into his body.
His breathing also became more and more calm.
Gradually, the breathing was becoming more and more subtle.
I don’t know how long it took.
There was a knock at the door, and soon Simon Bai Ling’s voice rang out, “Master?”
Qin Hai, who was in meditation, did not bother to pay attention to her.
Instead, he continued to repair the wounds in his body.
Outside the door Han Yue said, “Asleep?”
“Probably.” Simon Bai Ling was a bit distressed, she had a few things she didn’t understand and wanted to ask about them, but at the moment Qin Hai was closed to guests, so she didn’t dare to disturb him.
“Go in and have a look.”
Han Yue was so nervous that she pushed the door open without saying a word.
Ximen Bailing naturally couldn’t stop her, but when they looked, they were both startled.
The two women were shocked to see that Qin Dahai was in the bath tub, his face was devoid of sadness and joy, and there was a constant scent of medicine coming out of the bright red liquid in the bath tub.
“Hey, Qin Dahai? Are you alright?”
Han Yue’s tone couldn’t help but be a little more tense.
After saying that, she hurriedly ran up and shouted a few times, but how could Qin Dahai have the time to pay attention to her? The eyes were not even bothered to open, and it was not good enough to speak, for fear that a breath of air would dissipate. Han Yue was a bit overwhelmed with fear, and pushed Qin Hai, who was still not moving, and trembled as she handed her hand up to Qin Hai and probed him for a while in front of his nose.
“He’s not breathing!”
Han Yue’s mouth puckered up and she nearly cried out.
The first thing that happened was that the person was not breathing.
“What should we do?” Han Yue was a bit disoriented and said, “Should we dig a hole and bury it?”
Qin Dahai, who was healing, almost spurted out a mouthful of blood and said, “Bury you!”
“Yah!”
Han Yue exclaimed, “You’re not dead!”
Qin Dahai didn’t even bother to raise his eyelids and said, “I’m called entering the inner breath, there’s soup for you two in the kitchen, go and drink it, hurry up and get out, I’m not wearing any clothes, you two really have the nerve to barge in.”
“Cut.”
Han Yue spat out her tongue at him.
Only when she saw that he was alright again did she hum and walk out.
