After the sword qi was cleared, Qin Haodong began the second step to deflect the long knife.

Let the lame man take a basin and a dagger and put them at the head of the bed, raise his hand to take back the few remaining silver needles in the long knife dantian, and take out a qi nourishing pill for him to eat.

The toxicity of the toxin in the body of the long knife is not violent, it belongs to the category of chronic poisons, but the biggest problem is that it has been resided for a year, and it has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and it is extremely difficult to get rid of it through external force, and the best way is to mobilize the true qi in the body of the long knife and expel the toxin from the body through the operation of his true qi.

It's just that now the dantian of the long knife has dried up for a long time, just like a dry well, and if you want to restore your true qi, you must use the medicinal power of the Qi Nourishing Pill.

After taking the elixir, Qin Haodong injected a wisp of Aoki True Qi into the long knife's dantian to help him recover his lost True Qi.

Under the attraction of Aoki's true qi, the medicinal power of the Qi Nourishing Pill began to slowly take effect, and wisps of true qi like smoke rose up, and finally slowly turned into water droplets, condensed into a small river, and circulated in the dantian.

As the True Qi became thicker and stronger, Qin Haodong began to help the long knife to induce the True Qi to remove the toxins in his body, and slowly forced it towards his feet.

Nalanjie and the others watched quietly from the side, and they were surprised to find that the feet of the long knife were getting darker and darker, and finally they were as black as ink.

Qin Haodong had been controlling the process of detoxification, and seeing that the fire was almost over, he grabbed the dagger at the head of the bed and cut two bloody cuts on the feet of the long knife.

With the knife falling and popping, two black blood splattered in the basin at the head of the bed, and a fishy smell filled the air.

Looking at the face of the long knife again, it had regained a little ruddyness, and the black qi that had permeated the face in the past disappeared.

After the blood flowing from his feet returned to red, Qin Haodong began to stop the bleeding, and then took out the silver needle and used the Huitian needle method to help the long knife repair the injured meridians.

About half an hour later, Qin Haodong withdrew all the silver needles, raised his hand and slapped the chest of the long knife, "Get up!"

An amazing scene happened, the long knife that had just been dying sat up from the bed, and then rolled over and got out of bed.

Nalanjie and the Divine Mercenary Regiment opened their mouths in surprise, they knew very well how heavy the long knife's injuries were, but they didn't expect to be completely healed by this young man in less than an hour.

After getting out of bed, the long knife gave a deep salute to Qin Haodong, and then said with a sincere face: "Divine doctor, please save my brothers!"

"Don't worry, since I'm here, I'll cure them all. Qin Haodong said, "Who's next?"

"Tomahawk, you come!"

The long knife said to the cripple.

The tomahawk didn't say much, and came to Qin Haodong with a wooden stick, "Little Divine Doctor, I'm sorry for you!"

Qin Haodong glanced at the battle axe and said, "Your external injuries are serious, and it has been too long, it may be a little painful to treat!"

Tomahawk smiled: "Even if the little divine doctor lets it go, I won't say a word if I peel off the skin and cramp." ”

Qin Haodong also knew that these people were tough guys, so he let the tomahawk throw away the wooden stick and lie on the bed.

The dantian of the battle axe also has a sword qi, compared to the long knife, there is no poisoning on the body, but the left arm and right leg have been broken by someone with a special technique, and there has been a serious deformation.

Qin Haodong grabbed the right leg of the tomahawk, and with a click of his hand, he pulled the broken bones that had grown together again.

The tomahawk was really stiff, but he frowned slightly, and he didn't even snort.

Qin Haodong reconnected the broken leg bones, and used the Huitian needle method to repair the necrotic tissues and meridians. After the broken leg was healed, his left arm was reattached in the same way.

After healing the external injury, Qin Haodong used the silver needle to dissolve the sword qi in his dantian.

"Okay, don't do anything with people for a few days, and it will be back to normal in a week!"

This miraculous treatment method made the people around him admire, and the remaining four people of the Divine Soldier Mercenary Group regained their light in their eyes that were originally full of life.

Originally, they had completely lost hope, and could only wait quietly for death, never thinking that they could be completely cured.

Next, Qin Haodong did not rest, and directly cured all the injuries of the remaining four people.

He said, "Your injuries have all healed, and the dantian has accumulated true qi, and it will return to its former level in a week." ”

"Doctor Qin, from today onwards, you are the great benefactor of our Divine Soldier Mercenary Regiment!"

The long knife knelt in front of Qin Haodong with a plop as he spoke, and the other five people also knelt down with a plop, at this time they could only use this way to express their inner gratitude.

"Get up, I have nothing to do with anyone else saving you today, I just respect that you are a man, and you are both Chinese, so there is no need to be so polite. ”

Qin Haodong said and waved his hand, and a huge force helped all six people up.

A hint of strangeness flashed in the eyes of the long knife and the others, just now they had already felt that this young man had kung fu, but they didn't expect it to be so powerful, they were mercenaries who danced on the tip of the knife all day long and had always admired the strong, and the eyes that looked at Qin Haodong were even more reverent.

"Boss, you saved the lives of the six of us, and we'll be messing with you from today onwards!"

After the long knife finished speaking, the six people stood in a neat row, silently watching Qin Haodong, waiting for his answer.

Qin Haodong's heart moved, Lin Momo was assassinated one after another recently, and the mastermind behind the scenes has been hiding in the shadows, and he is worried that he can't find a competent bodyguard, and these six people in front of him are just right.

And it can be seen that although Nalan Jie protects these people, he is also under great pressure, and if he takes them away, he can also help the Nalan family reduce some of the burden.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at Naranjie, "Old man, what do you think?"

Naranjie said: "Wushuang must have told you about them, if you can take them away, it's best!"

Qin Haodong looked at the six people again, "If you are willing, follow me in the future!"

"Divine mercenary regiments, long knives, sharp swords, battle axes, divine whips, copper hammers...... Swear to follow Doctor Qin to the death!"

The six members of the Divine Mercenary Group said in unison.

Qin Haodong nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, you can call me boss in the future!"

He was very happy to receive such a capable subordinate.

At this time, it was already past noon, Nalanjie had already asked the guards to prepare a table of wine and food and put it in the living room, and he was also very happy to see that the six people finally had a good home, and he stepped forward happily and said, "Little Divine Doctor, let's talk while eating." ”

As he spoke, he put Qin Haodong in the first place, and Nalan Wushuang and the six people of the Divine Soldier Mercenary Group also sat down.

After a few glasses of wine, Qin Haodong asked: "Old man Nalan, I see that you are all martial artists, I want to ask how the realm of martial artists is divided now." ”

As a cultivator, he wants to understand the strength of martial artists in modern society, so that he can compare it with his own strength, so that he knows himself and his opponent.

After listening to him, everyone's faces showed a look of surprise, in their opinion, Qin Haodong has the current cultivation at such a young age, and his family background is definitely not ordinary, how can he not understand the situation of the martial artist.

After being slightly stunned, the long knife said: "Boss, the current martial artists are mainly divided into three major levels: bright energy, dark energy, and grandmaster, and each level is divided into nine grades. ”

"Then what level of cultivation are you?" Qin Haodong asked again.

"If the six of us are completely restored, we will all be the cultivation of the Ming Jin Seven Grades. ”

Qin Haodong said: "Then what is the dark energy?"

Nalanjie said: "Last time, with the help of the little divine doctor's elixir, the old man was fortunate enough to break through the realm of Ming Jin Nine Grades and reach the level of dark energy.

The difference between dark energy and bright energy is that it can achieve the release of true qi and injure the enemy invisibly!"

"What is a Grandmaster?"

Nalanjie said: "The Grandmaster is just a legendary figure, and there are only a handful in the entire Huaxia. Although the old man has never seen a grandmaster, he has heard that after a martial artist reaches the realm of a grandmaster, he can use the vitality of heaven and earth for his own use, and the power of raising his hands and feet is endless, and most of the world can be obtained. ”

Qin Haodong nodded secretly, basically he had a general understanding of the cultivation of the current martial artists, the dark energy was equivalent to the foundation of the cultivators, and the grandmaster could be comparable to the Jindan monks in the cultivation realm.

He said, "Are there many warriors now?"

The long knife said: "Very few, it is not an exaggeration to say that there are very few, with the cultivation of our brother Ming Jin Seven Grades, he is very popular in the mercenary world, which shows the rarity of martial artists." ”

Naranjie said: "The times have developed to this day, many martial arts inheritances have disappeared, and now thermal weapons are becoming more and more developed, and penance for decades can not withstand a bullet, so people's enthusiasm for martial arts is getting lower and lower, and there are naturally fewer and fewer martial artists."

Although I heard that the strong grandmaster can carry bullets hard, but that is just a legend, and no one has ever seen it. ”

The long knife said: "Even if you can carry bullets hard, what about aircraft cannons and even missiles? Now the decline of martial arts is directly related to this." ”

Qin Haodong thought for a moment and asked, "I see that the sword qi left behind in your dantian is extremely domineering, what's going on?"

Hearing Qin Haodong ask about this, a strong hatred flashed on the face of the long knife, "Our brother fell into the trap of the Japanese back then, and the other party dispatched a priest and a ninja, and it was an ultimate ninja who hurt our brother, and his cultivation should have reached the level of dark energy."

Because of this, eight of our brothers, the silver halberd and the big bow, all died at the hands of the ninja, and now only six of us are left. ”

"Ninja?" a sneer appeared on the corner of Qin Haodong's mouth, he had never had a good impression of the Japanese people, and said, "Don't worry, follow me, I will definitely let you take revenge within three years." ”

"But the other party's cultivation has reached dark strength, and it is too difficult to take revenge. ”

As he spoke, the six members of the Divine Soldier Mercenary Regiment all showed a trace of loneliness on their faces, after that battle, they could be regarded as having seen the horror of the Dark Jin Martial Artists, and they were not at all comparable to these Ming Jin Seven Grades.

"Don't worry, I will do what I say!"

Qin Haodong didn't take the dark strength martial artist to heart at all, back then in the cultivation realm, the servants who swept the floor under him were already Jindan monks, equivalent to the grandmaster-level powerhouses on the earth, where would he care about a little ninja.

As long as he is given enough time and resources, it will not be difficult to train them into a generation of grandmasters.