"Brother, do you think Ah Hu has the qualifications to cultivate?"

The three figures were quickly shuttling through the forest, but Fang Yi and Peng Bin had to go forward, while Ah Hu was chasing behind, and they could barely keep up with the two without being thrown away, and there was a distance of twenty or thirty meters from them. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Fang Yi glanced back at Ah Hu, shook his head, and said, "It's okay to practice martial arts, but you don't have the qualifications to cultivate......

"How can this be?" Peng Bin said a little anxiously: "Ah Hu's kung fu is a little worse than mine, since I can cultivate, he should be able to do it too, Fang Yi, what do you think of this qualification?"

Ah Hu has been with Peng Bin for almost ten years, although Ah Hu has always claimed to be Peng Bin's follower, but Peng Bin regards Ah Hu as a brother, Peng Bin knows that Ah Hu, who has also fought black boxing for many years, has no more hidden diseases in his body than himself.

After practicing the internal family kung fu, Peng Bin knew the harm of the previous method of practicing the martial arts to himself, so he also wanted Ah Hu to regulate his body by practicing the internal family exercises, at least not to die early in the prime of life like many people who play black boxing.

"Big brother, I can't say this clearly, it feels, it's just a feeling......" Hearing Peng Bin's words, Fang Yi smiled bitterly, some things can only be understood but not spoken, Fang Yi really doesn't know how to say it.

After absorbing and fusing that aura, Fang Yi found that his sense of the aura of the human body became more and more acute, and Fang Yi could sense a kind of qi that was somewhat similar to his own from Peng Bin's body, so he judged that Peng Bin was suitable for taking the path of cultivation.

As for Ah Hu, Peng Jun, and Zhao Dabao, Fang Yi didn't feel this kind of qi in them, so Fang Yi asserted that they didn't have the qualifications to cultivate.

"Fang Yi, is there a way to treat the dark wounds in Xia Hu's body?"

Peng Bin sighed when he heard this, after listening to Fang Yi explain the matter of the ancient qi refiner, Peng Bin knew that even in the ancient period, not everyone could cultivate, and when it came to this qualification, I am afraid that it really existed.

"There's no problem with this......"

Fang Yi laughed and said: "After I get out of the mountain, I will mix some Chinese medicine for Brother Hu to take, and then you will pass on the exercise of breathing and breathing to Brother Hu, after three or five months, the injuries in Brother Hu's body will be cleared, but you can't do anything with people during this period......

Fang Yi said that there is no qualification, referring to Ah Hu's inability to cultivate to the innate realm, but it does not mean that Ah Hu cannot practice the inner family exercises, the Taoist breathing and breathing exercises were originally inherited for ordinary people, even if people who do not practice martial arts practice, they can also strengthen their bodies and prolong their lives.

"That's good, I'll let him recuperate when I go back......" Hearing Fang Yi's words, Peng Bin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The waterhole camp was only three or five hours away from the mountain pass, but at Fang Yi's feet, this time was greatly shortened, and after more than two hours, the three of them had already arrived at the exit of the Savage Mountain, and they could see the camp with tents outside from a distance.

"Teacher!"

When there were still one or two hundred meters away from the camp, Fang Yi saw Sun Lianda standing there with white hair, Fang Yi's heart was agitated, and the speed under his feet suddenly accelerated a few points, and when he came to Sun Lianda, seven or eight meters in front of Sun Lianda, Fang Yi's knees weakened and he knelt down in front of Sun Lianda.

"Teacher, you're worried about ......"

Looking at the grayer hair on the teacher's head, Fang Yi's nose was a little sour, he was really moved by the teacher's licking of calves, Fang Yi grew so big, except for kneeling down to worship the Sanqing Dao Ancestor and Master, there had never been such a time to reveal his true feelings as today.

"It's good to be safe, it's good to be safe!"

Sun Lianda, who was waiting here every day, had been disappointed for nearly a month, and when he suddenly saw Fang Yi appear at this moment, Sun Lao's mood was also excited, and he hurriedly stepped forward and took a step to help Fang Yi up, looking up and down.

"Child, you didn't get hurt......, did you?

patted Fang Yi on the shoulder, Sun Lianda had a smile on his face, although he didn't get along with Fang Yi for a long time, but for this young man who knew etiquette and intelligence, Sun Lianda was already regarded as his own relatives and juniors, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed here and waited for Fang Yi's news.

"Teacher, I'm fine, how can a child who grew up in the mountains get hurt......"

Fang Yi smiled and patted his chest, fortunately, he had already changed the snakeskin skirt, otherwise if the teacher saw it, he would still think that he had become a wild man in the Savage Mountain.

"It's okay...... Sun Lianda glanced back and said, "Your teacher Yu suffered a little cold yesterday and is resting in the tent, you can hurry up and take a look......"

"Ah, is Teacher Yu sick?" Fang Yi was taken aback when he heard this, and hurriedly followed Sun Lao into the camp, and just opened the curtain of a tent, he saw the three guns walking out.

"Fang Yi, you're back!" Suddenly seeing Fang Yi's face, San Pao also suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes, and after rubbing it several times in a row, he realized that it was really Fang Yi who came back, and couldn't help but scream loudly.

"Hehe, Sanpai, I'm worried about you......" Fang Yi hugged Sanpao and said, "Is the teacher okay?

"Brother Yi, what's wrong with my ass, you can come and see......"

As soon as Fang Yi's words fell, the fat man's somewhat resentful voice sounded from the tent, Fang Yi looked inside around the head of the three guns, and found that the fat man and Yu Xuan were both lying on a makeshift wooden bed, but Yu Xuan seemed to have just been woken up by the three guns, and he didn't know what was going on.

"Huh, I'm not dreaming again, am I?"

Older people's eyes are usually not very good, Yu Xuan opened his eyes and saw a vague outline in front of him, which looked like Fang Yi, but he was not sure, so he quickly sat up and reached for the glasses on the bedside.

"Teacher, it's me back!" Fang Yi hugged Yu Xuan and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, teacher, I'm worried about you, it's all the students' bad!"

In fact, Yu Xuan can't be blamed for Fang Yi's stay in Myanmar, because Fang Yi had the opportunity to leave Myanmar by plane at that time, but he had to stay and wait for the little demon king, so he was affected by Peng Bin, otherwise Fang Yi would have been in the country by this time.

"Don't talk about it, it's good to come back, it's good to come back......"

Hearing Fang Yi's voice, Yu Xuan knew that Fang Yi was really back, and the old man's eyes were a little moist for a while, and Yu Xuan had really suffered a lot of psychological pressure during this period of time.

"Brother Yi'er, I'm also worried about you......" The fat man's tone revealed such a resentment, "In order to find you, buddy, I was seriously injured, and you didn't come to comfort me......"

"Okay, I'll let the little devil comfort you......"

Fang Yi tilted his head, and the little demon king lying on his shoulder suddenly jumped onto the fat man's chest, staring at the fat man with a pair of big dripping eyes, and the sharp claws were placed between the fat man's neck intentionally or unintentionally.

"No, I still don't want to comfort it, let it go away......"

Although he didn't know the changes of the little devil king in the savage mountain, the fat man knew the sharpness of his little claws, and when he saw this scene, the fat man almost didn't cry, which immediately made the people in the tent laugh, but diluted a lot of the solemn atmosphere of parting and reunion. (To be continued.) )