Wenqing asked Mingzhe to lie flat on the bed, retreated his bedclothes to expose his abdomen, and the Ren vein in the middle of his abdomen stabbed down, making Mingzhe grin in pain.

Wen Qing immediately said, "Hold your breath!"

Mingzhe slowly closed his eyes, feeling his tattooed blue toes pull out.

Wen Qing pressed his right paw against the wound again, and after the cool breath, Mingzhe stopped being in pain, and looked up slightly.

I saw that the wound was completely healed, and the blood stains seeped into the skin.

Mingzhe was stunned by this strange situation, and the change that happened made Mingzhe unforgettable for the rest of his life: that is, he could feel the 'power' used to make his fist crash all over his body! Mingzhe couldn't believe it was true, and hurriedly looked at Wenqing.

Wen Qing said: "This is the true qi, the foundation of the true source Dafa, you try to make it circulate." ”

Then Wen Qing taught him how to run his true qi in the order of the acupuncture veins, but Mingzhe's true qi didn't seem to listen to him, causing his qi and blood to churn and almost vomit blood. Mingzhe tried for a long time but still couldn't control the true qi in his body, so he had to give up.

Wen Qing lowered her head and fell on the bed, closed her eyes, and muttered a sentence in her mouth.

Mingzhe immediately said angrily: "You're not stupid!"

Wen Qing suddenly opened his eyes, "I have a way!"

Mingzhe was puzzled, and Wen Qing said again: "I can let you learn the True Source Dafa without memorizing and copying Dafa!"

Mingzhe was even more puzzled, so he could only listen to Wenqing's speech. I saw Wen Qing crawl to Mingzhe's side and continued: "In order to ensure the purity of the bloodline, our dragon clan uses the inheritance of the dragon ball to ensure the status of the king of all beasts, as long as the dragon ball is passed on to the next generation of dragon clan, there is no need for the opposite sex to reproduce, and I am the product of the previous generation of dragon clan self-breeding, but the dragon clan without dragon ball will..."

Mingzhe was saddened when he remembered the old man who was on the same boat.

Wen Qing also lowered his head and said, "You're right, he has returned to heaven." ”

Mingzhe slowly took the green dragon ball in his mouth according to the method of tattooing green, closed his eyes, and the cool breath soaked his heart and spleen, and the true qi in his body was finally found.

This mass of True Qi was rotating irregularly around a large white ball, and this large white ball was composed of countless small white balls. Some white balls emit mist, while others have runes or a thin film. And on the big white ball, there is a bead that is not as good as the color, which is green and flawless, and emits a green light.

According to Wen Qing, this big white ball is his 'source', as long as all the small white balls in this big white ball emit mist, he can do anything. Then Mingzhe used the secret method of the dragon clan to introduce the dragon ball qi into his body, connecting the true qi with the big white ball. After doing this, cut off the connection with the Dragon Ball.,Start running this ball of true qi.,Only then did I find that this ball of true qi is really much more obedient.,Let it go wherever it goes.。

When Mingzhe was having a lot of fun, he remembered another explanation of Wenqing: True Source Dafa. Mingzhe hurriedly ran a secret method to separate the golden ball adsorbed on the dragon ball, and brought it into his body with the energy of the dragon ball, and adsorbed it on the big white ball.

Mingzhe's feelings were like when he first arrived in Guanying City, everything was unknown and fresh, and he suddenly remembered that the old man in the same boat, he should also be a member of the Dragon Clan, the dragon without the Dragon Ball would die, he should not be alive now. Tattooed !!

Mingzhe hurriedly opened his eyes and found that the sky was already bright, and there was a quick knock at the door, and his mother shouted at the door: "Ah Zhe, get up quickly, the hour has come!"

Mingzhe didn't care about anything else, took out the dragon ball, stuffed it directly into the tattooed mussel, turned his head and replied, "Come on, come on." ”

Wen Qing was already dying at this time, extremely thin, the scales on his body were directly attached to the skeleton, the turquoise color had long since receded, turning gray-white, and the red lines on his abdomen were gone.

Two lines of tears came out of their eyes, and they put on their bedclothes and opened the door.

The mother was so anxious that she was sweating profusely, and when she opened the door, she saw Mingzhe crying, and wondered, "Why are you crying on the big day?"

Mingzhe took the wedding dress from his mother's hand and said vaguely: "No... Something in the eye. ”

The mother smiled and said, "Put it on, the greeting team is just outside the door." With that, he turned and left.

Mingzhe tried to remove the tears on his face, put on his wedding dress, held the red flower, took a photo in front of the bronze mirror, took a deep breath, carefully took the tattoo into his arms, and pushed the door away.

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Since Mingzhe's house and Xueyan's house are only separated by a wall, the welcoming team had to go around Panlong Village, attracting a large number of villagers to watch on both sides of the street, talking to each other, and it was very lively.

Mingzhe was in a trance in the accompanying party, and on horseback, he was worried about the safety of Wenqing from time to time, not like a groom, but more like an accompanying visitor.

Mingzhe and Xueyan stood in the hall of the Penglai Inn, and the parents of Mingzhe and Xueyan sat on the top, and completed the three bows and nine bows under the command of the master of ceremonies.

Until the beginning of the banquet, the tattoo did not move.

Uncle Zhang looked at Mingzhe who was in a daze and asked, "Is the virtuous son-in-law unwell?"

Mingzhe woke up like a dream and said: "Uncle Yue, the son-in-law is fine, but he didn't get enough sleep yesterday." ”

Uncle Zhang laughed, "People are in good spirits when they are happy, understand, understand." "The crowd agrees.

Mingzhe gathered his mind and mechanically accompanied his parents to pour wine and blessings to relatives and friends.

The next wedding activities made Mingzhe overwhelmed and worked hard to cope.

At this time, the tattoo in his arms moved, and his head came out. Looking at its little green face, Mingzhe finally showed a smile that was rare today. After a while, Wenqing was much more energetic, and climbed directly onto Mingzhe's shoulder, and when everyone saw Wenqing retreating, Mingzhe couldn't help but smile.

Wen Qing leaned close to Mingzhe's ear and whispered to him, "Turn your true qi into two and dissolve it into your eyes." ”

Mingzhe did so, and the people in front of him immediately changed, and each body emitted a different color mist.

Mingzhe was puzzled and said, "That mist is their ability, and the color represents the attribute of their ability, and you will understand it when you refine it to the first layer of True Source Dafa." ”

"Look at the master of ceremonies, the fog in his mouth is the thickest, and he is a person who can speak well, and his right leg is dull and airless, he must have a leg disease. Wen Qing looked at the master of ceremonies and said.

In order to verify the authenticity, Mingzhe stepped forward and said with a deep salute: "Thank you for your help." ”

The master of ceremonies stepped forward and bowed in return, seeing his right foot turned Mingzhe was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to help, the master of ceremonies waved his hand and said: "It's just a small illness, don't worry about it, entrusted by Lord Song of the General's Mansion, you can no longer expect it, the little brother is both good and good-looking, and the future is immeasurable, please take more care of the little brother in the future." Mingzhe hurriedly humbled.

Wen Qing looked at a tall and thin boy again and said: "This person's arms are thick with black mist, and his fingers are the most serious, so he must be a person with flexible upper limbs, but I don't know about this evil qi." ”

Mingzhe looked at the son, only to see him look around, touch the waist of the son next to him, and there was an extra money bag in his hand between his sleeves, and quickly put it into his arms. Just wanted to slip away, only to hear Mingzhe shout: "Catch the thief!" and chased after the tall and thin boy.