Yunhao didn't have a good rest that night. Laihe had always been the closest person to Yunhao, but he didn't even have the right to stand up and raise his head. A young man under the eldest lady and the second young master dared to look at him like this
The butler beside the eldest young master waved and drank. All this happened because he became a waste and lost his status. Trying to calm down the anger in his heart, Yunhao closed his eyes.
Early the next morning, Yunhao changed his clothes, put on a bamboo hat, and quietly slipped out of the back door of the house.
He was full of fear of the old beggar with strange skills in his heart, so he went alone with some silver to give the old beggar some money.
He walked very slowly along the way, and his body was still wrapped in thick gauze. His face was pale, beads of sweat kept falling from his head, and the clothes on his chest were soaked.
He has no servants he can trust in the house except Lai He, and the old beggar behaves quite strangely. He is not willing to let Lai He take risks here. In this case, he has to do the task of delivering the money to the old beggar himself.
Go and deliver.
When he went back last night, he memorized the route and marked some confusing places.
It was getting dark and there were very few people on the street.
After walking for a long time, he finally found the ruined temple. Yunhao walked in and saw the old beggar lying on his back in the main hall even though the dust on the ground was thick.
Yunhao looked at his carefree sleeping posture and felt a little funny. He went to him, patted him and shouted: "Old man, I'm here to bring you the money."
The old beggar opened his drowsy eyes, and when he saw it was Yunhao, he sat up reluctantly and said, "What time did you come now? Oh my God! You woke up the old man before the sun came up."
Do you know that the old man’s sweet dreams have been interrupted by you, which is really unlucky!”
Yunhao reluctantly handed over a cloth bag, but the old beggar accepted it unceremoniously, opened his eyes wide and said, "Scare! It seems your family is quite rich!"
Turning around and looking at Yun Hao's brocade robe, the old beggar said, "Even the clothes are made of such precious materials. Tsk, eh? Why are you carrying a bamboo hat?"
Yunhao smiled bitterly and said: "Old man, that's all I can help you. You should be more careful in the future!"
After saying that, he stood up. This stop affected the wound where Yunhao was beaten yesterday, and he suddenly let out a "hiss" and took in a breath of cold air.
The old beggar stood up and circled around Yunhao a few times, then tore off his clothes and saw a thick layer of gauze inside. He laughed and said, "Why are you so unlucky than the old man? It seems that we have to say goodbye.
After the old man, you were beaten again."
"Old man, I'm already like this, can you please stop making sarcastic remarks?" Yunhao replied angrily. A hint of cunning flashed in the old beggar's eyes, and he asked tentatively: "How long will it take for you to heal from this injury?"
OK?"
"It can take as little as ten days and a half, or as long as one or two months. Why do you ask?"
"The old man has a method that can restore you to a healthy state within two days."
"Two days!" When Yunhao heard this, two bright lights shot out in his eyes. He hated staying in the house to recuperate. Not to mention having to endure the pain and apply medicine every day.
He couldn't help but ask: "Really? Are you telling the truth, old man?" Thinking of the old beggar's crazy words before, he was still a little doubtful about what he said.
The old beggar rolled his eyes at him, took out a booklet in his hand, and wrote the "Sacred Code of the Medicine King". He whispered mysteriously: "This is a book of inner strength and mental methods that transcend the existence of the fourth level of Xuanhuang in the world. After practicing this book**
, your recovery ability will reach a terrifying level!"
When Yunhao heard the words 'internal strength and mental skills', he lost interest like a deflated rubber ball and said: "Old man, I was born in a wealthy family, why don't you learn fighting qi magic?"
The old beggar thought for a while, but seemed unable to figure it out. He asked with a frown: "Why?"
Yun Hao said sadly: "My Qi sea has been broken. There is no inner strength and mental method that I can learn in the world!"
After hearing this, the old beggar shook his head and said: "Then we are in the same boat. The old man's Qi sea was also broken. But the old man learned this internal skill and mental method. Although it is still unable to produce fighting Qi to protect the body,
But it still greatly enhances the body’s repair ability.”
Yunhao looked at the old beggar in disbelief. This old man was actually broken. No wonder he couldn't even defeat a few minions.
When the old beggar saw Yunhao's eyes like this, he couldn't help blowing his beard and staring: "What kind of eyes do you have? I remember how majestic, heroic and domineering the old man was when he was still full of anger.
Leak, stand up against the sky and the earth, go up to the sky and into the earth, burn the mountains and boil the sea..."
When Yunhao saw that the old man was telling the story about how he was once an atomic bomb again, he wisely covered the old beggar's mouth.
The old beggar's face turned red from holding back, and Yunhao said nervously: "Old man, just skip that section and I will let you go."
The old beggar nodded repeatedly, and Yunhao let go of his hand.
The old beggar sighed: "The patience of today's young people is really getting worse and worse. They are not even willing to listen to the great deeds of the older generation's glorious struggle." Looking at Yun Hao's unkind eyes, the old beggar smashed his mouth and said: "I
I told you that this magical power is not within the scope of everyone's knowledge. I still haven't fully understood what powerful power it has. It may have the function of repairing the sea of qi. Do you want it?
This is the first time in his life that an old man has forced his hand into someone else's hand. How can he not laugh out loud if those old people find out!"
When Yunhao heard that it was possible to repair the sea of Qi, his heart skipped a beat. He immediately snatched the pamphlet that the old beggar pretended to take back, and said respectfully: "Thank you, old man!"
The old beggar laughed and said: "Brother, we are destined to be together, and we can be regarded as people who have lived and died together. Now there is no need to ask about the names of both parties. If we are destined, we will meet again."
Yunhao responded: "That's for sure!"
The old beggar suddenly whispered into Yun Hao's ear: "You must not let others know about this, otherwise it will lead to endless disasters. Not only will you be in bad luck, but your family will not be spared.
Maybe even the old man will be implicated."
Yunhao listened to the seriousness of what he said, completely different from his previous playful words, and nodded in agreement with a solemn expression.
The common man is innocent, but he understands the reason why he is guilty of carrying a jade.
——————————At night, except for the uniform footsteps of patrolling guards, the entire Yun Mansion was quiet.
Yunhao quietly lit the oil lamp at this time. He dimmed the oil lamp very dimly and could barely make out the handwriting on the pamphlet. He still cared about the old beggar's last warning.
The information recorded in this booklet is obscure and difficult to understand.
Yunhao has been somewhat interested in martial arts since he practiced the martial arts "Phantom Ice Legs". He once browsed some of Huang Jie's internal skills and mental methods in the library of the mansion, and he could understand them at a glance, but it was difficult to practice them.
possible.
The inner strength method focuses on introducing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth into one's own body. After passing through the eight extraordinary meridians, it is transformed into fighting spirit or magic power and is finally stored in the sea of qi. As the fighting spirit and magic power in the sea of qi continue to accumulate through the practitioners, it will happen.
A process from quantitative change to qualitative change. Only when the powerful fighting spirit magic in the body reaches qualitative change can it break through the barrier and advance to the next martial arts realm.
Yunhao ran those yellow-level ** a few times. Although he could also absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the surrounding air, and then passed through the eight extraordinary meridians and reached the sea of qi, he dispersed out of the body. These spiritual energy of heaven and earth were just in his body.
It was just spinning around in the body in vain. In the end, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth could not be stored in the sea of qi.
The booklet in front of me also describes a very strange method of hoarding the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It says that the upper way of cultivation is to absorb the essence of the best furnaces, and the lower way is to absorb the essence of heaven and earth.
The aura within.
Yunhao was very curious about what this cauldron was, and after browsing through the contents of the brochure, his expression changed greatly.
Lu Ding is actually a highly accomplished martial artist!