Chang Yuchun took Song Qingshu to a restaurant and explained: "The owner of this restaurant is Zhiruo's uncle. Many relatives and friends dare not accept Mr. Zhou's letter, and he is the only exception."

The two of them looked into the restaurant and saw a little girl in front of the counter doing an abacus, presumably doing some accounting work. At this time, the people did not pay much attention to the protection between men and women. Compared with starving, multiple laborers were not

better?

If Zhou Zhi was freeloading, Song Qingshu would be worried that something would happen sooner or later. After all, even his own child could go to the fields to hoe the land, not to mention that she was just someone else's niece?

It was not convenient for Chang Yuchun to show up. He heard Song Qingshu tell him where Zhang Wuji was going, and decided to go back to Guangmingding. After the two said goodbye, Song Qingshu planned to stay in this inn for a while.

He planned to take this opportunity to refine another snake gallbladder and raise his power to a higher level.

"Girl, come to a guest room."

Zhou Zhiruo was stunned for a moment when she heard the young man's voice, then turned around to look, only to find that it was not someone she knew.

"Strange, this person's voice sounds so familiar..."

Although she had doubts in her heart, Zhou Zhiruo still showed her professionalism and put on a smile and said, "A-class room is five hundred yuan a night, B-class room..."

Before she finished the introduction, she saw the other party holding out a silver coin and said, "I will reserve a room for seven days, and the rest will be reward money."

Zhou Zhiruo was stunned. This was the most generous customer she had ever seen since opening her business. Could it be that he was a stupid boy from some restaurant?

After taking the door number, Song Qingshu just went upstairs when he saw a wave of people coming in from outside the inn.

It’s really a narrow road for enemies!

This group of people was Ding Minjun and other eight Emei disciples. Unexpectedly, they also stayed in this inn.

After looking at Ding Minjun and then at Zhou Zhiruo, an idea suddenly appeared in Song Qingshu's mind. Because of his intervention, Zhou Zhiruo did not get a letter of recommendation from Zhang Sanfeng, so he has not yet joined the Emei sect. But at this time, Ding Minjun and other Emei disciples just

After staying at Zhou Zhiruo's inn, maybe Master Miejie came and took a look at Zhou Zhiruo?

The inertia of the plot makes it impossible to tell how the world line will be concluded.

Song Qingshu didn't want to be discovered by these Emei disciples, so as not to cause trouble, he ducked into the house and closed the door tightly.

"Senior sister, that boy named Song who came out halfway is really powerful. I'm afraid only senior sister Jingxuan can defeat him!"

After a while, I heard Ding Minjun's hateful voice, "Huh! He just relies on the power of the weapons in his hands. If Master gives me the Yitian Sword, I will definitely be able to defeat him."

"I don't know which sect's disciples are so young but so powerful..."

"You will destroy your own prestige by embedding other people's ambitions!"

Listening to their conversation, Song Qingshu shook his head and stopped caring about these Emei disciples.

After closing the door and sitting on the bed, Song Qingshu began to study the theory of meridians in Hu Qingniu's medical book. After studying it carefully for half an hour, he guessed that the internal energy he obtained from refining snake gallbladders should be connected to the whole body through the eight extraordinary meridians.

It’s just that the eight extraordinary meridians are elusive, let alone the method of cultivation. Normal practice of internal strength involves constantly hitting the acupuncture points with true energy. After the twelve main meridians are penetrated, a cycle will be completed in the body.

At this time, the source of true energy is continuous and the internal power will not be cut off. This is the state of the master.

It stands to reason that opening up the eight extra meridians can also complete an internal circulation, but the location of the eight extra meridians is hidden and their properties are very different from the twelve regular meridians.

The twelve main meridians are just ditches, which can be filled up easily, but the eight extraordinary meridians are like lakes, and it is very difficult to fill them up.

If we look at the speed of normal people's cultivation, it will take about fifty or sixty years to open up the twelve regular meridians. Through long-term accumulation of Qi, you can reach the state of a master. However, the amount of Qi required to open up the eight extraordinary meridians is about the number of regular meridians.

Ten times, this kind of energy cannot be accumulated by personal practice. Because people's life span will eventually be exhausted, and there will be no hundreds of years to waste it.

Ancient books also refer to the method of cultivating the eight meridians of Xiaozhou Tianqi Meridian as cultivation, but it is something that only gods and immortals dare to consider.

Song Qingshu put down the medical book and was not frightened by the description of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians in the book. He took it one step at a time. After all, this was the only path he could take now. Even if he could not become a master, he could rely on the special characteristics of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians.

With strength, you can also fight against the Grandmaster, right?

The biggest difference between a grandmaster and a first-rate master is the endless supply of internal energy, and warriors who practice the Eight Extraordinary Meridians have reserves of true energy and internal energy that are several times that of ordinary warriors.

Now Song Qingshu relies on the sword moves of Dugu Nine Swords, and he can match the second-rate warriors without using his internal strength. But if he really faces a first-rate master, the internal strength in his body will be worrying. After all, these are external forces, not the result of his own true energy.

Yes, one point less is one point.

Thinking of this, he took out the snake gall, squeezed out the bile and divided it into several cups, drank it little by little, and then guided and refined it according to the postures of the nine villains.

Just when he was meditating according to the general posture and guiding the energy of the snake gallbladder to move away from the Governor Vessel, he felt something strange.

The Du Vessel manages the Yang meridians of the body, so it is called the "Sea of ​​Yang Veins". It originates from the spine, goes up to the brain, and is closely connected with the brain, spinal cord, and kidneys.

Song Qingshu felt like he was in a trance at this time, and there was a feeling of fainting in his head.

Could it be that you have gone crazy in practicing Qigong again?

Song Qingshu quickly stopped exercising, but he heard a "click" outside the door, and someone used a sword to lift the door bolt. He saw a slim black figure touch in, and quickly locked the door.

She stumbled and leaned against the door, seeming to be avoiding someone.

There was a sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the door. She held the sword in her hand and looked very nervous.

It wasn't until the footsteps faded away that she breathed a sigh of relief. She was about to stand up while holding on to the wall, when suddenly a black figure appeared behind her.

She turned around, their eyes met in the moonlight, and they both exclaimed in low voices at the same time:

"It's you!"

Ding Minjun looked at this young man with a flushed face, but felt that there was an evil aura all over him at this time.

"Why did you appear in my room?" Song Qingshu smiled contemptuously, seeing that it was not normal for her to be like this.

Ding Minjun never expected that the guy he met during the day would appear here, but when he thought of the people outside the door, the guy in front of him was much safer.

"I...I..." Ding Minjun's cheeks were blushing, and his legs together were still trembling slightly. His teeth were trembling as he spoke, but he couldn't say a word.

"Huh?" Song Qingshu poked her gently through her dress with his finger, and heard Ding Minjun's proud groan, which sounded like a moan.

"Are you on a love potion?"

Song Qingshu couldn't tell that Ding Minjun had obviously been given some kind of strange drug to act like this.

Ding Minjun buried his head, hugged himself with both hands, and said shivering, "Yes...yes..."

She had been taking a shower in the room when she suddenly smelled a strange fragrance, and then she felt weak and weak all over. She realized that she might have been smoked, and was about to use her internal energy to force out the poison. Unexpectedly, the smoke was so powerful that it actually made her

My whole body was on fire.

Ding Minjun thought about the flower-picking thieves that had been rumored in the city recently, and felt bad, so he asked someone to push the door open.

A masked man in black came in, but what was annoying was that he only glanced at me, shook his head slightly and walked away!

Ding Minjun was stunned for a moment, then became furious! What does this flower picker mean?

She knew that although she was not perfect in appearance, she was still a decent-looking person from a good family. What was going on with the disdainful look in the flower-picking thief's eyes?

After the man in black left, Ding Minjun put on his clothes and went to the rooms of the junior sisters one by one. He found that all of them were stunned. In the room of the most beautiful junior sister, the flower-picking thief in black was taking off his clothes and undressing his pants.

Doing bad things.

What happened! She was shocked. She thought of going downstairs to call someone, but she accidentally raised the threshold.

The flower-picking thief was frightened and quickly pulled up his trousers and came out to chase her. Ding Minjun was so frightened that her beauty turned pale. In panic, she opened the door with a sword and hid in the house.

Song Qingshu's eyes shone brightly, causing Ding Minjun to shrink back and said weakly, "You...what do you want to do?"

Song Qingshu smiled evilly and slowly stretched his hand towards Ding Minjun's face.

Ding Minjun was surrounded by this evil aura, coupled with the effect of the powerful charm drug in her body, she felt a little dizzy at this time. She thought that she had no antidote tonight, so instead of taking advantage of the flower picker, it would be better to sacrifice her life for this person. Although this person

He has an ordinary appearance, but his martial arts skills are extraordinary.

When traveling in the world, martial arts is more valuable than a face. Thinking of this, Ding Minjun felt that he was not at a loss. If he was given to such a person with superb martial arts by such a coincidence, it would be considered God's will!

When Ding Minjun thought about it, she no longer resisted, but was filled with tenderness. She thought of the "mandarin ducks dancing across their necks, and the emerald acacia cage" she had seen in the book, and her dark eyebrows condensed, and her red lips opened and closed.

An ambiguous atmosphere enveloped the room. Song Qingshu saw specks of sweat on her forehead, her hair was messy, and a little bit of snow-white skin was exposed under her ruffles. A faint fragrance came out when she breathed slightly.

Song Qingshu didn't stop because of his pity for the beauty. The sinful hand passed directly over Ding Minjun's rosy cheek and leaned up against her head.

"Don't block my way!" Song Qingshu smiled evilly and pushed Ding Minjun's head away from the door. Isn't she a woman?

Ding Minjun was stunned by his slap. He sat on the ground blankly until the figure left the house for a long time before he recovered.

She blushed even more at this time, but she was mixed with embarrassment and anger. Had she just been teased by this person? If it was really a tease, Ding Minjun would not be so angry.

First, the flower-picking thief took one look at him and refused to let him in. Now, he throws himself into his arms and rejects this boy named Song? Am I so unbearable?

Ding Minjun gritted his teeth, stared at the retreating figure hatefully, and muttered something.

Song Qingshu rushed to the last room and happened to meet the man in black coming out.
Chapter completed!