Chapter 52: Three Bows

Han Zhuoyu thought that the more this was the case, the more the transformation energy could form a vortex in the body, wouldn't that be the one that absorbed the aura, and said more certainly: "On top of the transformation energy, there must be a realm, but it's a pity, at present, you are the only one in the world who has climbed the transformation energy, and there is no case as a reference, but at this time, it can already be drained into the sea, and the realm above is not the corresponding qi refining realm? ”

Han Zhuo started talking to himself again, Jian Youchen didn't understand, so he only handed the ancient book to Han Zhuo: "Between Mr. Han's words, the old man has already admired his five bodies, ask Mr. Han to give me guidance on the inheritance." ”

Han Zhuo took the book and asked again, "You really don't even remember who the ancestor of this martial arts inheritance is?"

Jian Youchen shook his head: "My master is a Taoist priest, his legal name is Xuan Zhenzi, he has never mentioned anything to me about the ancestral master, only said that whether it is Xuan Ming Gangqi or martial arts inheritance, it is not my sole possession, and I must not have a view of the door, I must open more branches and leaves, I opened this martial arts national art hall, and the people who are looking for natural Dao roots across the country, as a result of so many years, only two have appeared." ”

"Well, that's how it should be. Han Zhuo didn't know Lu Qiubai at this time, and was a little curious that there was another person besides Lu Qiujing, but he didn't ask much, he just quickly flipped through the ancient books from beginning to end, and asked Lu Qiujing to find a pen and directly mark and alter it.

It was really easy for him to revise this most basic cultivation technique, and it was less than half as complicated as the introductory exercises of the "Demon Emperor Sutra", just like a doctoral student grading the homework of a primary school student.

More than an hour later, Han Zhuo corrected it and handed it back to Jian Youchen, and the "Xuan Ming Gangqi", which Jian Youchen regarded as a treasure, already felt a little unrecognizable, and his hands trembled slightly.

Jian Youchen flipped through a few pages, feeling like a boat into the ocean, there were only endless four words in his mind, and he didn't know where the source was, and he suddenly felt dizzy.

Han Zhuo closed the book, supported Jian Youchen again, and said, "You don't have the skills now, so you can't read this." He handed the book to Lu Qiujing, "Come and see." ”

"Is it such an exaggeration?" Lu Qiu Jing took it in disbelief, just turned the first page, and looked at the place where Han Zhuo had annotated, only to feel that it was clear and clear like never before, and even the slight obstacles in the previous cultivation were transparent.

Page by page I have to turn back, sometimes I suddenly realize, sometimes I suddenly open, I am happy one after another, and I can't stop.

Jian Youchen next to him saw in his eyes, an old man who was over the age of six, so happy that he almost danced, Lu Qiujing's focused demeanor and joyful expression were already very telling.

couldn't help but want to ask her how she felt, but was gently pulled by Han Zhuo: "She is now engrossed and has settled down, don't disturb her." ”

Jian Youchen comprehended, took Han Zhuo to the room in the attic, and bowed to him deeply: "Mr. Dade, first be worshiped by the old decay, my Tao has long been in decline, if you can bring the dead back to life, Mr. Merit is really shocking." ”

Han Zhuo was silent, only a little funny in his heart, I am the Venerable of the Demon Domain, but now I have instructed a descendant of the Immortal Sect, it is really numerological impermanence, this old man's temperament is also straightforward, so just be a good person again, and said to Jian Youchen: "Do you want to recover your strength?"

"What?" Jian Youchen couldn't believe his ears, since he was seriously injured, countless days and nights of him only thinking about how to heal his injuries, and now he has got what he wants, and he doesn't dare to think about recovering his strength at all.

Now that Han Zhuo said this, he was so excited that he burst into tears: "Sir, can you really restore my strength?"

Han Zhuo smacked his lips: "I can't guarantee you, if you're not afraid of death, I can help you try." ”

Jian Youchen has been concerned about martial arts all his life, he is fascinated, even if he is injured, the pain of his body is secondary, and the most important thing is that he can no longer practice martial arts, and his heart is like a knife every time he thinks about it.

Now don't say that Han Zhuo can give it a try, even if there is a glimmer of hope, what is the pity of dying, and he said categorically: "Sir, but it doesn't hurt to try." ”

Han Zhuo nodded, and asked Jian Youchen to take nine hundred and eighty-one silver needles, which were essential tools for traditional Chinese medicine, and Jian Youchen always had them at home, so he quickly brought them over.

Han Zhuo asked Jian Youchen to take off his shirt, nineteen on the top of his head, nineteen on his back, nineteen on his chest, nineteen on his abdomen to his dantian, in fact, one on each of his limbs, silver needles entered his body, helping him break through the obstacles of bones, tendons, and blood sea, and poured dark source power to restore his strength to the level before the injury, only a quarter of an hour later, he pulled out the silver needle, and asked calmly, "How do you feel?"

Jian Youchen was silent, took a deep breath, shouted, and waved his hand, the whirlwind in the room danced, which was exactly the same as the whirlwind that Han Zhuo usually used to kill Mu San, but it was a little more fierce than Han Zhuo's whirlwind, but it was a little less evil.

"You're the Great Master again. Han Zhuo said lightly.

The excitement in Jian Youchen's heart could no longer be described in words, and he bowed deeply again in the face of Han Zhuo.

At this time, Lu Qiu Jing in the outhouse heard the movement, thought that something was wrong, and rushed in, just bumping into this scene, and then saw that the room was in a mess, with a confused face, and couldn't figure out what the situation was.

After a while, Jian Zuoliang and a pair of children also rushed up, with the same expression as Lu Qiujing.

They all thought that Jian Youchen's skills were lost, and the situation in the house should not be from Jian Youchen's hands, but there were only two people inside, could it be Han Zhuo?

immediately denied it again, Han Zhuo was only a college student in his early twenties, how could he have such skills?

But why is Jian Youchen bowing to him again?

"Dad, what is this?" Jian Zuoliang asked suspiciously.

Jian Youchen only then stood up straight, turned his head, and his tone trembled slightly: "I have recovered my strength to transform my strength." ”

……

Longting Villa, Jian Zuoliang's villa, Han Zhuo was sitting on the large sofa in the living room, and the four members of the Jian family were standing in front of him, Lu Qiujing was still confused, not knowing what they wanted to do.

Jian Youchen opened his mouth and said: "Mr. Han, you have done three things, first, to save my son Zuoliang from fire and water, second, to save my Dao inheritance from annihilation, and third, to save the old and decayed from the twilight of life and death, the great kindness to my Jian family, the Jian family is really unable to repay it." ”

He turned his head to Lu Qiu Jing again, "Xiao Jing, your future achievements will definitely surpass us, let's be a witness today, my Jian family promised Mr. Han today that if any dispatch is made in the future, if the Jian family has the slightest excuse, it should be destroyed by the five thunders." ”

After that, he took the lead in kneeling down at Han Zhuo, in fact, Jian Zuoliang, Jian Qiang, Jian Wei and others followed closely behind, Han Zhuo himself was stunned for a moment, they solemnly brought themselves back to their homes from the Martial Arts National Art Pavilion, just to do this?

stood up on the spot and helped Jian Youchen, who was about to kneel, "It's not a big deal, the old man is already old, so there is no need to kneel." As he spoke, he gave Lu Qiu Jing a look.

Lu Qiujing also came over to help Jian Youchen: "Teacher, Han Zhuo has a great grace, after all, you are so many years younger, you kneel and lose his life." ”

When Jian Youchen heard this, he nodded, only bent over his knees, and bowed deeply.