Su Ling'er's pretty face showed a happy look. She didn't expect her master to be so powerful. She defeated her father with just one move.
Xu Qingyun did not answer Su Zhenfeng's question directly, but asked: "What realm do you think is the strongest?"
"The strongest martial arts is recognized as the Grandmaster Realm!" Su Zhenfeng said, as if something suddenly occurred to him, he then added, "It is said that above the Grandmaster Realm, there is also the Heavenly Realm!"
"It is said that in the Heavenly Realm, one can fly in the sky and cast spells! Therefore, the Heavenly Realm is also called the Immortal Realm!"
When Su Zhenfeng said this, he looked at Xu Qingyun again, with a look of shock on his face, but it was not just shock, this time there was a bit more enthusiasm.
"Could it be...could it be that you are in the heavenly realm!"
Xu Qingyun shook his head gently: "I am not in the realm of heaven, but what I practice and what I pursue is the immortal!"
"You said before that you didn't feel the slightest bit of true energy from me. You were right, because what I cultivate is not true energy, but spiritual energy."
"There is no true energy in my body, so naturally you can't feel the true energy."
"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you before." Su Zhenfeng had already gotten up from the ground. He looked at Xu Qingyun and said apologetically.
Su Zhenfeng has understood that Xu Qingyun is really not a master, but a being a thousand times more powerful than the master.
Su Zhenfeng felt that it was a bit unreal that such a big shot was Ling'er's master.
"Master, what kind of spiritual energy are you talking about? Can I practice it?" Su Ling'er came to Xu Qingyun and asked curiously.
"If you want to practice, I can teach you. But don't rush. You first practice Haoran Boxing well. It will be of great help to your practice later." Xu Qingyun looked at Su Ling'er and said.
"Okay, I will listen to Master." Su Ling'er nodded.
Su Zhenfeng shouted: "Master."
"You don't need to call me master, just call me Qingyun!" Xu Qingyun said. He didn't like the title master, calling himself too old.
"Qingyun, you said before that you wanted to discuss Haoran Boxing with me." Su Zhenfeng said with a stern look on his face.
Now he has believed that this Haoran boxing technique was really created by Xu Qingyun. Before, when he saw that Xu Qingyun was so young, he didn't believe it at all.
But facts have proven that being young does not necessarily mean you are weak, and being young does not necessarily mean you cannot be a martial arts master.
"The martial arts gym you open is called Zhenfeng Martial Arts Gym, right?" Xu Qingyun asked, looking at Su Zhenfeng's training uniform with the word "Zhenfeng" printed on it.
Su Zhenfeng nodded: "Yes."
"How much are the annual tuition fees for students in your martial arts school?" Xu Qingyun continued to ask.
"The tuition fee is 30,000 yuan per year." Su Zhenfeng said truthfully.
"I can use the Haoran Boxing Technique for your gym, but it's not free. You have to give me a licensing fee of 100,000 yuan every year, and for every student I teach, you have to give me another 1,000 yuan as commission."
"If you think it's okay, then you go get the contract and we sign it. If it doesn't work, just pretend I didn't say anything." Xu Qingyun said.
"Yes, of course." Su Zhenfeng agreed with a smile.
Su Zhenfeng didn't want to have sex for free, and this set of boxing skills was indeed worth the price.
Moreover, with this powerful set of boxing techniques, the martial arts gym can also recruit more students.
Su Zhenfeng will not suffer any loss.
"Okay, let me know when you finish the contract." Xu Qingyun nodded and said.
Things are settled and everyone is happy.
The three of them left Yunhe Park together and went to have morning tea.
After Xu Qingyun had morning tea, he was not in a hurry to go home.
He has something important to do today.
Xu Qingyun is now practicing the "Immortal Medical Classic". If he wants to become a medical immortal, he needs to gain the power of medicine.
"Xianmen Medical Classic" records that the power of medicine can be obtained by treating diseases and saving people, and doctors have the best chance of treating diseases and saving people.
But Xu Qingyun did not go to college and did not have a medical qualification certificate. It was not feasible to become a doctor in a hospital, so he had to find another way.
No. 66 Baiyun Road, Huichun Hall!
This is a traditional Chinese medicine clinic with an antique door plaque. An advertisement for doctors is posted on the wall next to it.
Unable to go to a hospital to become a doctor, Xu Qingyun chose to do the next best thing. He could always work as a doctor in these small medical clinics.
Xu Qingyun glanced at the recruitment information casually, and then walked in.
This Chinese medicine clinic is a bit dark and lifeless, and you can't even smell the traditional Chinese medicine.
If it weren't for the name Huichun Tang on the door sign, Xu Qingyun would have doubted whether this was really a traditional Chinese medicine clinic.
After entering, Xu Qingyun saw a table with a middle-aged man lying on it, sleeping. His hair was messy and he looked very slovenly.
There is a row of seats at the end of the clinic. At this time, a patient is sitting, injecting a sling bottle, and making pained sounds from time to time.
"Hey, hey, wake up!"
Xu Qingyun walked over and patted the table gently.
The middle-aged man woke up in a daze, yawned, and with sleepy eyes, rubbed his hair, which was as messy as a chicken coop. It took him a long time to wake up a little.
"Who are you? Are you here to see a doctor?" The middle-aged man looked at Xu Qingyun and asked.
"Are you a doctor?" Xu Qingyun looked the middle-aged man up and down.
"What? Doesn't it look like it?" the middle-aged man asked.
Xu Qingyun nodded and said, "It's not like that."
This slovenly middle-aged man doesn't look like a doctor at all.
"If you don't want to see a doctor, get out of here!" The middle-aged man waved his hands impatiently and said with a very bad attitude.
"It's true that I'm not here to see a doctor. I'm here to apply for a doctor. Isn't there a sign on the wall at your door recruiting doctors?" Xu Qingyun said.
"It's just you, you're applying to be a doctor, don't amuse me, hurry up and leave!" The middle-aged man didn't believe that Xu Qingyun, a young boy, was a doctor. His application information stated that he wanted a traditional Chinese medicine doctor with ten years of medical experience.
It doesn't look consistent.
"Why, don't I look like a doctor?" Xu Qingyun said.
"Even if you are really a doctor, I don't want someone like you who just graduated from university. What I want is an old Chinese doctor who can treat diseases and save people." The middle-aged man said.
"You said you are a doctor, then let me ask you a question." Xu Qingyun looked at the middle-aged man and said, "What is the most important thing about being a doctor?"
Although the middle-aged man didn't want to continue talking nonsense with Xu Qingyun, he still answered the question and said: "Doctors are kind-hearted."
"Wrong!" Xu Qingyun shook his head and said, "Doctors are benevolent. This is nonsense. The most important thing about being a doctor is to be able to cure diseases and save people! What's the use of having a benevolent heart? Only those who can truly cure diseases and save people are good doctors!"
The middle-aged man wanted to refute Xu Qingyun, but he couldn't because Xu Qingyun was right.
The benevolence of doctors is more like a slogan.
"Why are you telling me this? Get out of here and don't disturb me!" The middle-aged man looked at Xu Qingyun impatiently and said, somewhat annoyed.
"There is a certain order of learning, and there is a specialization in the art!"
"Excellent medical skills do not depend on age." Xu Qingyun said.