"Seniors, juniors, here they are!"

As soon as he heard Mu Ping's name call him, Sima Qiu said yes, separated everyone, walked quickly to the door of Old Man Xue's ward, and tidied up his clothes very solemnly, then knocked on the door softly respectfully, and after getting permission from inside, he slowly pushed the door in.

This is the moment to witness a miracle on the spot, Rao is he lived to be more than eighty years old, and he can't help blushing and heartbeating, the reason why Mu Ping called him in must be to guide and promote him.

Isn't that what he's dreamed of?

Compared with Sima Qiu's excitement, all the national players standing in front of the monitoring formation, including Yuan Fan and Zhao Liang, began to be uncalm.

Although they have all passed the age of competitiveness, they all feel sour in their hearts, and they have drunk a whole jar of vinegar.

Zhao Liang, in particular, was even more lonely, obviously he brought Mu Ping at the risk of being scolded, how did he end up and the benefits were given to Sima Qiu? Is it just because he is the president of the Chinese Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Lao Shizi? When did Mu Ping become so powerful? Or has he always been such a powerful person, but he has only been in contact for a short time and has not found out?

He felt that everyone looked at him with pity and sympathy, as well as deep mockery.

If there was a crack in the floor at this moment, he would not hesitate to get into it!

Mu Ping didn't know that one of his unintentional practices had caused such a big wave, even if he knew, he wouldn't care, wouldn't he care if he did things in a dignified immortal, but also took into account the feelings of ordinary people?

"Qi Shou Dantian! Run it with the method I gave you!"

Before Sima Qiu could speak, Mu Ping stretched out his hand and pointed, and an invisible light disappeared into Sima Qiu's mind.

He was stunned at first, trembling uncontrollably, but within thirty breaths, Sima Qiu's heart was violently agitated, and his face showed a mixture of shock, joy, and fanaticism.

Since he inadvertently devoured a gray bead twenty years ago, he faintly felt that a ball of gas had been born in the dantian, fluttering and leisurely, very comfortable, but there was one thing, the gas was not under his control at all, he pointed to the east, and the gas went west.

Countless times, he wanted to mobilize that gas to treat the sick, but no matter what, the gas was like an old lady, and like a young man in a rebellious period, he was not obedient at all. On the contrary, sometimes he was mischievous, almost killing three lives and ruining his reputation for the rest of his life.

But he is not a person who gives up easily, the more frustrated he becomes, the more courageous he becomes, he exhausts all methods, and finally mastered a little bit of the method of controlling gas.

Of course, all the methods mentioned here were all thought up by himself, because he had heard all kinds of legends of the hidden door from his friends, if he rashly went to inquire, I am afraid that the gas in the dantian would have been taken away by the people of the hidden door long ago, and there might be a possibility of being killed.

After continuous exploration and pondering, it is finally possible to control a little, and it is not handy to use, others don't know, he knows it in his own heart, this is the rhythm of guarding Jinshan and staring at him, holding a beautiful woman and not being able to cave the room.

It's a real rush!

Now that someone suddenly gave him a way to control that gas, and this person's cultivation was far above those disciples of the Ding Yin Sect, and he didn't look down on the things in his dantian at all, which was the most reassuring thing for him. Therefore, as soon as he obtained the exercises, how could he not be excited? If it weren't for his own identity, if he hadn't been afraid of being a guest at the house of a high-ranking official at the vice state level at the moment, I'm afraid he would have jumped up!

"Thank you, senior!"

Sima Qiu bowed deeply, then sat down cross-legged, according to the method given to him by Mu Ping, the seven meridians and eight veins run according to Zhou Tian, and before the tea was ready, the inside was full of gas, he felt that he was fluttering, and there was no doubt that as long as he wanted, he could immediately sit cross-legged in mid-air like an Indian street performer, without worrying about falling.

He didn't know if the Indian artist had a sense of qi in his body, but he knew that he was now as if he was on a cloud, soft under his buttocks, and the qi mass in the dantian went from slow to fast, and his body was completely fused together, like an arm command.

"It's really better to read 10,000 books than to travel 10,000 miles, and it's better to read countless people than to read 10,000 books!"

Sima Qiu sighed in his heart, if it weren't for Old Man Xue's illness, he wouldn't have come to Lincheng, if he didn't come to Lincheng, where would there be such an opportunity in front of him?

Mu Ping gave him a way, just let the rebellious gas obey, it's really difficult for those who can't, it's not difficult for those who will!

It is no exaggeration to say that now that he Sima Qiu is using the Qi Knife, the effect has increased by hundreds or thousands of times compared to before.

"Sima Qiu meets Master!"

After digesting the qi training method, Sima Qiu rearranged his clothes, and respectfully rushed to Mu Ping to kneel down and perform the ancient apprenticeship ceremony.

"President Sima doesn't have to be polite!"

Mu Ping raised his hand slightly, and Sima Qiu's waist was half bent as if it was fixed, and he couldn't bend it anymore.

"Hurry up and digest and understand the exercises I taught you, and then remove the cancer cells for the old man!"

"What?

Sima Qiu didn't expect Mu Ping to call him in, so that he could personally perform surgery on Old Man Xue to remove the cancer cells.

This made his heart, which had just calmed down, start pounding again.

"What's so hard about that?"

Mu Ping patted Sima Qiu's shoulder, and a wave of wood vitality sank into his body, and the latter immediately became stable.

Although the vitality in Sima Qiu's body is equivalent to the second-level qi practitioner stage, if it is simply used to remove cancer cells, even if it is not enough, I am afraid it is not much worse.

Don't forget, there is also the great god Mu Ping standing next to him.

The reason why he let Sima Qiu do it was also to uphold the concept of being able to cultivate one more and count one, and at the same time, he also arranged a back road for himself, and curing Old Man Xue will definitely cause a sensation in the entire medical community.

If all the patients in the country's tertiary hospitals and cancer hospitals look for him for treatment, then he must not die of exhaustion, with Sima Qiu, a national player in front, he can also be much easier. Dream Chinese

Besides, it is just a gesture to bring together the vitality that is running around in his body, and he is happy to give the president of the Chinese Medicine Association a favor, even if it is a good fate.

After all, his cheap apprentice He Chengyuan and his friend Zhao Ying's father, Zhao Liang, still have to mix under the leadership of Sima Qiu.

As for saying that he wants to be the president of the Chinese Medicine Association, he hasn't thought about it at all, so many things are pressed on him alone, and he can't be crushed?

He only needs to give guidance to the Chinese Medicine Society in the general direction, such as being an honorary president or something, just like the Xuan Group, so that it can also play a role in promoting the development of Chinese medicine.

"It's better to be alone than to be happy!"

Only by improving the level of all people can the overall level of Chinese medicine be greatly improved.

I have to say that Mu Ping really has a leader's mind and position.

"What should the students do?

Sima Qiu rubbed his hands, looking impatient.

"Hmm!"

Mu Ping nodded with satisfaction.

His right hand moved, and the bursting golden needle "Xiuxiu" kept flying out, and soon a starry sky pattern was pierced on Xue Lao's body.

The vast starry sky, dotted with stars, shines brightly.

Outsiders didn't think so, but Xue Ying, who was standing beside the bed, was shocked by this vast momentum, and the world was extremely magnificent, and she was dazzled. However, she did not indulge in it, but continued to send the remaining grape skins to his grandfather according to Mu Ping's command.

Although the old man Xue is sober-minded, his body can't move at all.

"Luck is like a knife, the knife can go at will;

Mu Ping's lips moved, and a pattern appeared in front of Sima Qiu's eyes, which was densely covered with red dots.

"Defend the dantian, wave like rain, kill!"

According to Mu Ping's instructions, Sima Qiu's luck was like a knife, and he slashed at the red dots one by one.

In front of him at this moment, it was no longer the body of the old man Xue, but a battlefield, an ancient battlefield, where each red dot represented an enemy, and the weapon in his hand was only an air knife.

"Puff puff!"

With the swing of his air knife, swaths of enemies fell, and swarmed in droves.

Sima Qiu is like a great general, who has entered the encirclement and singled out the lives of the enemy, and is extremely ferocious.

I didn't have to work for tea, but I was sweating and panting.

"Kill!"

A lower-grade spirit stone was stuffed into his left hand by Mu Ping, and Sima Qiu was shocked, and a steady stream of attributeless vitality struck, nourishing his dry dantian.

The people in front of the monitoring formation couldn't see the slightest clue, they only saw Mu Ping use the golden needle and pierce a starry sky map on the old man Xue, they knew that he must be using this method to perform general anesthesia on the old man.

With this method alone, Mu Ping was able to throw all the national players out of ten streets.

However, there are too many unbelievable things that happened to Mu Ping, and they have long been numb to this.

But Sima Qiu's methods surprised them.

As if he was frozen, he stood there, his right index finger and middle finger together, and a faint breath of gas came out from between his fingers.

Anyone who has seen Sima Qiu use his qi knife knows that he is using this unique art to cure diseases.

However, looking at his appearance, it used to be less than a minute, but now twenty minutes have passed, and he still maintains this position, motionless.

Could it be that his mastery has become more and more perfect?

"Stop!"

After another ten minutes, Mu Ping shouted.

Sima Qiu immediately put away the air knife, "plopped", sat on the ground, the sweat on his forehead flowed down like money, his right hand trembled, and he felt that he had no strength at all, as if he was seriously ill.

Fortunately, there was not a single enemy left in front of him.

"Ahh

As Mu Ping removed the golden needle, the old man Xue who was lying on the hospital bed immediately let out a low roar!