Half an hour later, the water temperature became colder, and the two reluctantly climbed out of the medicine tank.

It was still a fixed evening class and boxing practice, Qin Sang had already formed a habit, and when he returned to the room, he began to practice the "Netherworld Sutra" again.

At the end of a week, Qin Sang suddenly stopped his cultivation and opened his eyes with a shocked expression.

During this time, he was used to every small improvement, but today it was suddenly different, and in just one week, he could catch up with the progress of the previous half a day!

Qin Sang felt the 'qi' in his body that was obviously much stronger, and hurriedly settled down again, continuing to the next week.

The second week was still significantly improved, just a little smaller than the last time, Qin Sang then controlled the operation of the exercises, and every time a week passed, the effect of the improvement decreased in turn, until the ninth week, it had become the same as usual.

After the Ninth Sunday, Qin Sang lay down, he should have slept for an hour to replenish his energy, but he couldn't sleep excitedly.

Today suddenly made such a big progress, the only explanation is the medicinal bath last night, I didn't expect that the prescription passed on by the old Taoist priest can not only consolidate the foundation of Peiyuan, but also be effective for the "Netherworld Sutra".

He is worthy of being a royal doctor.

Qin Sang was secretly glad that "Fuhu Long Fist" was really used properly, and fortunately Mingyue was also pulled into the water, otherwise Lao Dao would never have come up with a prescription for him alone!

Thinking of this, Qin Sang hurriedly recalled, his memory seemed to have improved, and he wrote down the prescription exactly as it was, and in the future, he could also collect and dispense medicine by himself.

With the help of the medicinal bath, Qin Sang finally saw the dawn of the breakthrough, and he was so excited that he couldn't sleep, and soon the light of day brightened, Qin Sang turned over and got up, and hurriedly ran to the Qingyang Hall to burn the fire and boil the medicine.

After the master and apprentice finished washing, they came to the main hall, and when they saw Qin Sang so active for the first time, they couldn't help but look at each other.

The head of the Lonely Heart Dao stroked his long hair with his hand, and said with a smile: "How is it, how effective is the prescription of the Poor Dao?"

"You deserve to be a miracle doctor!"

Qin Sang gave a thumbs up again and again, and leaned forward with a flattering face, "Dao Chief, how many ancient recipes do you have, can you take them all out and let the little one have a long insight?"

Silence snorted and walked away.

Mingyue leaned over to Qin Sang's side, moved her back a little unnaturally, and asked in a low voice, "Senior brother, how did you feel last night?" Why did I feel that my body had been hot and unbearable, and there was still some numbness, and I fell asleep very late, and I didn't feel anything good. ”

Mingyue must have been affected by the medicinal power, but Mingyue will not be able to "Netherworld Sutra", and it is estimated that the efficiency of absorbing medicinal power is far inferior to her own, and it is all wasted in dry heat.

Qin Sang said nonsense, "Oh, don't be afraid, you've reached puberty." ”

Until the time of the medicinal bath, Mingyue was still asking what puberty was.

Soaking in the medicinal soup, Qin Sang thought that the medicinal power was gradually weakening during his cultivation last night, and suddenly his heart moved, secretly thinking what would happen if he ran the Netherworld Sutra while he was in the medicinal bath?

To practice the exercises, you only need to meditate and meditate, the medicinal soup is turbid, and you can't see the posture below outside, Qin Sang thought about it, and immediately sat cross-legged and started the exercises.

Unexpectedly, after not running for a week, Qin Sang suddenly felt a slight pain coming from his meridians, he was very familiar with this feeling, and hurriedly stopped cultivating.

Mingyue was still closing her eyes and recuperating, and she didn't notice Qin Sang's small movements.

Qin Sang looked down at the medicinal soup, his gaze was slightly condensed, the color of the soup around him was much lighter than that around Mingyue, if it weren't for the dim light in the Qingyang Palace, it would be easy to see.

Qin Sang hurriedly mixed the medicinal soup and felt the qi in his body, the progress was indeed very great, but the pain from the meridians was too clear, and he might be overwhelmed in the next moment.

It seems that absorbing too much medicinal power may not be a good thing, so Qin Sang temporarily dispelled the idea of going out and setting up his own door.

In the back, Qin Sang had no choice but to be patient and only absorb it for a short time at a time.

It wasn't until the last medicinal bath on the seventh day that the medicinal power in the medicinal soup became very thin, and Qin Sang dared to let go of his hands and feet to absorb it, and only then did he stop after absorbing all the medicinal power, and he didn't waste it at all.

After soaking in the medicinal bath, Qin Sang and Mingyue scraped out the remaining medicinal residue and poured it out, and the originally black medicinal soup was now a little clearer.

"Senior brother, why hasn't Master come back yet?"

Mingyue took the wooden scoop, stood at the door of the Taoist temple, looked out, and asked worriedly.

Today is an auspicious day of the zodiac, there is a family in the ferry to build a new house, choose to go on the beam today, please go to the old road to do things to settle down and pray for blessings, now the sky is going to be completely dark, in the past this time are about to do evening class, the old road has not come back.

Qin Sang frowned and said, "You are guarding in the Taoist temple, and I will go down the mountain to greet the Taoist chief." ”

The donkey was ridden away by the old Taoist priest, and Qin Sang picked up a wooden stick and walked down the mountain.

The jungle is dense, and only a black hole can be seen at the end of the mountain road, and when the night wind blows, there is a noise around it, as if there are countless ghosts with their teeth and claws.

Qin Sang didn't feel that terrifying, although he could only use a rough and shallow boxing technique, but after cultivating the Netherworld Sutra, his ears and eyes were clear, his hands and feet were flexible, and his movements were fast, even if he encountered a vicious wolf, he had the confidence to fight.

Mingyue and Qin Sang were classmates, but they were not his enemies, and they were very depressed.

However, before Qin Sang walked down the mountain, he saw three black shadows, Qin Sang had good eyesight, and he could see that the one in front of him was the Silent Heart Dao person.

"Dao Chief, why did you come back late today?"

Qin Sang ran over to help lead the donkey, looking at the stranger who was following the Dao Chief.

This person is very thin and carries a large burden.

When he was far away, Qin Sang thought that the old Taoist priest had brought back a girl in the spring, but when he got closer, he saw that it was an old man.

He was a little taller than the dwarf, with his back bent, his face was sallow, full of wrinkles, and he looked fifty or sixty years old, but his steps were brisk, and he walked very steadily on the steep mountain road, and he followed closely behind the old road, and at first glance he was a poor man who walked diligently.

"He is the Wu Shizhu," the old Taoist priest stroked his mouth at Qin Sang, "Wu Shizhu can't speak, he works as a slender man at the first ferry, he used to be a northerner, he just fled and couldn't find a place to live." I asked him to come to the Taoist temple for a while, but there was no one in your room, so let him live next door to you. ”

Then he said to the dumb man, "This kid's name is Qin Sang, he has a lot of eyes, you can ask him for help when you encounter difficulties in the future." ”

Qin Sang was secret, of course he didn't want anyone to live next to him, but the Taoist temple was not his, so he could only endure the dislike in his heart and say hello, "Old Wu, you will call me Qin Sang in the future...... Gotta be!"

Qin Sang patted his mouth lightly and said with a smile: "I'm just a brain, don't mind." ”

Lao Wu's expression was cramped, he stretched out his hand and gestured again and again, and he made a few ahs in his mouth, and he was really dumb.

There was nothing to say to a dumb man, the three of them walked back to the Taoist temple silently, Lao Wu followed them to have dinner, and Qin Sang led him to recognize the house.

Back in the Qingyang Palace, Qin Sang asked the old Taoist about this old Wu, and the old Taoist sighed lightly.