After Song Qingshu left, he came directly to the edge of the waterfall in the back mountain where he usually practiced, sat cross-legged, and suddenly showed a smile on his face, his expression was no longer a trace of fatigue, but very energetic, and even more with an unexpected surprise.

In fact, he detoxified Zhang Wuji and did not consume any true qi, and his tired appearance was all pretended.

When he was detoxifying Zhang Wuji, he was very surprised to find that his true qi eliminated the yin poison in Zhang Wuji's body, and at the same time, the true qi in Zhang Wuji's body was attracted by his own true qi, entered his body, and stored it.

This made him think of the magic skill of 'absorbing stars**', and he was immediately ecstatic, so he wanted to go back to the place where he practiced to try if he could refine those Zhang Wuji's true qi in his body.

Song Qingshu sat cross-legged on the shore and began to operate the Ice Heart Technique, refining the true qi he had absorbed from Zhang Wuji.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Song Qingshu opened his eyes, couldn't help but smile on his face, and muttered to himself: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, Bing Xinjue still has such an effect." ”

He really didn't expect that the Ice Heart Technique would have the characteristics of 'Star Absorption**', which could absorb the true qi of others and refine it for his own use, and it also had the function of healing injuries, which was really a surprise.

Song Qingshu only knew at this time that the effect of the Ice Heart Recipe was too high, even Zhang Wuji could detoxify the Xuanming Divine Palm, and the rest of the poison might also be able to be solved, and with the Ice Heart Recipe himself, wouldn't he be able to prevent poison from all poisons in the future.

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu couldn't help but be ecstatic again

Song Qingshu smiled in his heart, and said secretly: Zhang Wuji, now that you have no skills, and you haven't obtained Jiuyang Divine Skills, what can you do in a few years.

Although Song Qingshu inhaled the true qi in Zhang Wuji's body, however, Zhang Wuji was only ten years old at this time, and he had only practiced martial arts for a year or two, and the true qi in his body was very low, not even a third-rate one, and it didn't make him much progress at all.

Song Qingshu knows very well that Zhang Wuji's achievements come completely from Jiuyang Divine Skill, at this time, his yin poison has been resolved, with the performance of Yin Susu Aizi, it is impossible for him to go to the rivers and lakes alone, nor can he fall into the valley and find Jiuyang Divine Skill, so that he can only stay in Wudang obediently and practice Wudang's martial arts, in a short period of time, it is impossible to have much achievement.

Even if he is talented, but Wudang's Shaoyang Gong belongs to the type of steady and steady, and if he wants to be successful, it will take at least ten years or more, and the cucumber dishes will be cold at that time

Song Qingshu's calculations were not in vain

More than two hours later, until it was already dark, Song Qingshu opened his eyes and woke up from his cultivation.

Song Qingshu stood up at the bottom of the waterfall, his figure flashed, like a gust of wind, and in an instant, he had already appeared on the shore, slightly exercised, steamed his clothes and hair, and then left the back mountain.

Coming to the front yard, Song Qingshu went to the kitchen to eat some casual food, and then prepared to go back to the room to sleep.

"Senior Brother Song, Senior Master Ancestor asked you to come over. Just as Song Qingshu was walking back, a Taoist boy came over and said to him.

"Oh, I'll go over it. Song Qingshu answered, and walked towards Zhang Sanfeng's residence.

He didn't wonder that Zhang Sanfeng would call himself over, anyway, he just asked about his martial arts origin and the like.

"Come in. Song Qingshu came to the outside of Zhang Sanfeng's room and knocked lightly on the door, until Zhang Sanfeng's gentle voice came from inside, and then he knocked on the door and walked in.

Song Qingshu came to the room, and saw Zhang Sanfeng holding a book, sitting on the edge of the table and looking at it seriously, after seeing Song Qingshu come in, Zhang Sanfeng put down the book and said with a gentle smile: "Qingshu, come, sit down." ”

"Yes, Master. Song Qingshu smiled slightly and sat down next to him.

"Hey, time flies so fast, a few years ago you were still an ignorant child, after this time, I haven't seen you for a few years, and your child has grown up. Zhang Sanfeng said to Song Qingshu with a smile.

Song Qingshu heard that he was sweating profusely, what did he grow up, he seemed to be only ten years old now, just a little older than Zhang Wuji.

"Hehe, I forgot, you're only ten years old, and I almost think you're an adult. Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said again.

Song Qingshu touched his head and said with some embarrassment: "Master Tai, Qingshu is not small. ”

"Hehe, no matter how old you are, in the eyes of Master Tai, you are just a child, not to mention, you are only ten years old. Zhang Sanfeng said with a kind smile.

"Do" Song Qingshu was slightly stunned, feeling a little embarrassed, indeed, although he was an adult in soul, however, this body was only ten years old.