I originally wanted to write a chapter of 3,000 words, but I was really sleepy and couldn't write anymore, so I'll just write 2,500 words...
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"This, this is better than I imagined!" After Qin Shuang finished his work, he checked the situation and clearly felt that the effect of today's Qi Pill was much better than the previous one.
"Yeah, I still have two brushes, and the elixirs I refined are all good things." Bu Zheng said with a smile.
"It's a coincidence, maybe it's because this stove is better, or because I came here to bring you good luck." Qin Shuang said directly, a little narcissistically.
In front of Bu Zheng, Qin Shuang seemed completely different from the Qin Shuang everyone knew. All the indifference and expressionlessness were far away from her.
"Sister Qin, these are my previous batches of zhenqi pills. Please take a look at them." Bu Zheng took out the previous pills, explained everything directly with facts, and at the same time hit Qin Shuang.
"It's really good. Looking at these Qi pills, none of them are as good as this one." After taking a look, Qin Shuang nodded and said with a smile, continuing to be proud.
"..." Bu Zheng was silent for a while. Speaking of which, this batch of elixirs is indeed the best, but it is only a little better. This may be because the techniques are becoming more and more proficient.
However, this could not refute Qin Shuang, so Bu Zheng continued to refine the elixir.
"Bu Zheng, you have refined so many zhenqi pills, haven't you slept all night?"
"Yeah." Bu Zheng nodded. As for sleeping, he hasn't slept much in the past year or so. He usually meditates and practices in order to improve his strength quickly. He understands that he is already far behind others, so he can only
With hard work, we can make up for this gap.
"How about that? Go to bed quickly. What can you do if your body is exhausted?" Qin Shuang said a little anxiously.
"It's okay, I'm in good spirits. Although I didn't sleep, I meditated and rested. You are a martial arts practitioner and you understand the effect of meditating and resting." Bu Zheng said with a smile and continued to stare at the stove.
"...Really, I can't speak clearly. It makes me worry in vain. I punish you to continue cooking today." Qin Shuang said with a smile.
"I've already prepared today's meal, Baozi," Bu Zheng replied.
"Are you tired of eating steamed buns every day? Can't you change the taste?" Qin Shuang said angrily.
"My steamed buns have many flavors, including beef steamed buns, barbecued pork steamed buns, mushroom and vegetable steamed buns, and..." Bu Zheng said.
"Stop, I understand, let's get down to business, these Qi pills of yours are more effective than the ones I bought. I bought the best Qi pills. They are already the price of eighth-grade pills. You...
The price is higher. If you sell it, it will be ten times more than the price of the materials, and you will make a fortune." Qin Shuang changed the topic and at the same time continued the topic just now, about the Zhenqi Pill.
"Really? Am I going to get rich?" Bu Zheng grabbed Qin Shuang's hand. When he heard about getting rich, he immediately turned over as a reflex and was so excited that he died.
At this moment, Bu Zheng couldn't feel Qin Shuang's soft, ice-clear little hands at all, what they felt like. If anyone else found out, they wouldn't kick him directly into the moat.
"Well, that way you will get rich. But if you continue like this, I will kill you." Qin Shuang looked at Bu Zheng and said coldly.
"What's going on? Why do you want to kill me?" Bu Zheng asked in confusion.
"..." Qin Shuang said nothing. He just looked at his hands held by Bu Zheng.
Bu Zheng followed Qin Shuang's gaze and looked down. He saw his own hands, which seemed to be holding a pair of white jade-like hands. He was stunned, and then shook them. It felt like it was real.
"You're still pinching me!!" Qin Shuang glared at Bu Zheng.
"Ah... I'm sorry, Senior Sister Qin, this was just a momentary excitement!" Bu Zheng reacted, jumped far away, and then said immediately.
"How is it? Is it comfortable to hold my hand?" Qin Shuang looked at Bu Zheng quietly, not knowing what this sentence meant.
"I don't know..." Bu Zheng touched his head and said with a naive smile. He didn't know if he was just pretending.
"I don't know what you mean?" Qin Shuang continued to ask.
"Just now I was thinking about getting rich, and I didn't notice that I was holding Senior Sister's hand in my hand. Later I found out, and before I could get over it, I was interrupted by Senior Sister," Bu Zheng said.
"So, it's my fault. I shouldn't have interrupted you and let you continue to hold my hand." Qin Shuang said lightly.
"Well, then I can know what it feels like and whether it's comfortable." Bu Zheng nodded and said with some inertia, but suddenly realized that there was something wrong with what he said.
"..." Qin Shuang didn't say anything, and kicked Bu Zheng directly. Although this kick did not count as her full strength, in order to punish Bu Zheng, she calculated and felt that Bu Zheng should not be able to avoid it.
"I'll dodge!" Bu Zheng dodged directly.
"..." Qin Shuang was stunned. His kick could not be avoided by ordinary people from the fourth and second heavens. Even those from the fourth and sixth heavens and above could not avoid it.
Bu Zheng actually dodged it and looked so relaxed.
At this time, Qin Shuang suddenly thought about Fuzheng's incredible Qinggong. At that time, he was no slower than her. At that time, he had already reached the four meridians, but he had not yet reached any of them.
Now, although he has reached the eighth level of the fifth meridians, he has already reached the second level of the fourth meridians. In the past three years, he has only raised a little more than one meridians, but he has raised more than four meridians in a row.
, what kind of speed is this.
Although it is said that the next one is more difficult than the other, but in real terms, I am still weaker than him, and the gap in the middle is actually smaller.
In other words, his current Qing Gong may not be weaker than his own, and I don’t even know how he learned it.
In order to confirm her guess, Qin Shuang tried Buzheng's Qinggong. Although she didn't dare to use too much force, she could still find that Buzheng's Qinggong was indeed extraordinary. If she hadn't really hit him, she would have really beaten him.
Can't catch him.
"Bu Zheng, how do you practice Qing Gong?" Qin Shuang gave up chasing Bu Zheng and asked curiously.
"It's what I practice every day." Bu Zheng replied.
"Who taught you your Qing Gong and what's its name?" Qin Shuang asked.
"I practiced this randomly by myself. What's its name? I haven't thought about it yet." Bu Zheng replied. His Qing Kung was indeed practiced by himself. It feels a bit casual, but it is
Always so useful.
"Did you practice randomly by yourself?" Qin Shuang was stunned. She didn't believe it, but she believed Bu Zheng was telling the truth. She didn't know why she believed it. It was just a feeling.
"Well, you can practice casually. You can get it by walking around the cliffs." Buzheng said. He relied on Qinggong for a living. He walked around the cliffs all day long to collect medicinal materials.
"Is it really just like this?" Qin Shuang looked at Bu Zheng, as if he wanted to see through Bu Zheng.
"Well, I learned a little secretly..." Bu Zheng smiled, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Where did you steal it from?" Qin Shuang asked immediately. Isn't this a clue?
"They stole it from my two wives. Their movements were very beautiful and their speed was also very fast. I secretly learned some, just a little bit." Bu Zheng recalled, "I am not partial.
I learned a little from both wives!"
"Who cares whether you are biased or not? Can't you teach me your light skills?" Qin Shuang asked. After learning Bu Zheng's light skills, she believed that her own would become stronger, at least able to deal with Bu Zheng and run away.
"Of course, come on, you learn from me." Bu Zheng nodded, and then taught Qin Shuang how to move by the stove, so that he has not left the stove until now, just to make it easier to take care of him.
Bu Zheng began to demonstrate his Qing Gong with explanations. Otherwise, he was afraid that Qin Shuang would not be able to learn it. Although Qin Shuang was not a very smart person, he had a photographic memory. She should have watched such a simple Qing Gong demonstration.
Understandable.
Soon, Qin Shuang learned this set of Qing Gong, but she felt that this Qing Gong was nothing special, and it was not much different from the Qing Gong she practiced. How could Bu Zheng be able to easily surpass him?
This really makes Qin Shuang a little curious, why is this happening?