The strange movement from the kitchen made Ye Qingguan frown, and the painful moans gradually turned into hoarse roars, as well as the old man's overwhelmed crying. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Qingguan put down his chopsticks and walked to the kitchen, where he saw the boy lying on the ground, tearing his clothes with both hands, his skin all over his body was like boiling water, red, and there seemed to be something swimming under his skin, which looked extremely terrifying.

"Old man, let me see. Ye Qingguan squatted down and put his hand on the boy's wrist, but he felt a terrifying force that almost shook his hand away.

Ye Qingguan's pupils shrank, what kind of power is this? He could feel that the boy was not a martial arts practitioner, and he did not have the slightest internal force in his body, but this power just now was so domineering and majestic, it almost shook him away.

With a little bit of strength, Ye Qingguan pinched his wrist and felt that his pulse was beating extremely strongly, especially his heart, thumping like a drum.

The boy's blood and qi were as strong as a fire, and when he stood in front of him, he could feel the scorching heat, like a wave of heat.

"Childe, what happened to my grandson, will his life be in danger?" The old man was already very old, his face was wrinkled, and his cloudy old eyes were full of tears.

Ye Qingguan didn't speak, he took off his bracers, and after spreading them out, dozens of silver needles of different lengths were revealed.

Eight reverse needles, nine blood exchanges!

This kind of method has been seen by the blind sword, and it can be said to be the most terrible torture method in the world, but Ye Qingguan has used it on this boy at this time.

One by one, the silver needles were inserted into the boy's body, and when the eight needles fell, the qi and blood in the boy's body began to run in reverse, and all of them flowed back to the heart.

Ye Qingguan calmed down, listening to the boy's heart beating more powerfully, and a sound like a drum sounded, clearly echoing in the kitchen.

The boy roared louder, as if his heart was about to burst, and the old man fell to the ground suddenly: "It's over, it's all over." ”

Ye Qingguan turned a deaf ear, and at a certain moment, the ninth needle in his hand was pricked out, and the qi and blood in the boy's heart surged out again, flowing back to all parts of his body, but this time he was not irritable, and he looked extremely calm, so that the boy's roar gradually calmed down.

Seeing this, the old man immediately stood up excitedly, took the boy's hand and said in a trembling voice, "Xiao Dongzi, how are you?"

Ye Qingguan said: "He's okay for the time being, the old man can rest assured." ”

"Thank you, Childe! Thank you, Childe!" The old man burst into tears, grateful, and said that he was about to kneel down for Ye Qingguan.

Ye Qingguan hurriedly supported him and said, "Old man, your grandson's symptoms are under control for the time being, but they are not long-lasting, and the next time he has an attack, I am afraid it will be even worse." ”

The old man's cloudy eyes were overflowing with tears: "Yes, Xiao Dongzi has been sick since he was six years old, and now it has been eight years, and it is more powerful every time. ”

"It's not that he's sick, it's just that the qi and blood in his body are very vigorous, which is different from ordinary people, and it will be more abundant as he gets older. Ye Qingguan explained.

"How is that good, he is only fourteen years old now, what can he do in the future?" Xiao Lao'er suddenly looked at Ye Qingguan, as if he saw a life-saving straw, and suddenly fell to his knees, "The son is kind-hearted, please, please save my grandson, Xiao Lao'er is here to kowtow to you." ”

The boy also woke up at this time, and watched his grandfather fall down, biting his lip tightly, stubbornly not saying a word.

Ye Qingguan pulled up the old man, looked at the boy and said, "Your body is full of qi and blood, as long as you find a suitable method of refining your body and learn to control your qi and blood, not only will you not have seizures in the future, but you will become much more powerful than ordinary people." ”

The old man's eyes lit up suddenly, but then they dimmed again, and said, "My grandfather and grandson depend on each other here, and even eating is a problem, where can I find the method of refining the body?"

Ye Qingguan was silent, but the boy looked at him without blinking, with a glimmer of light in his clear eyes, which was the hope of life.

"Do you have a pen and paper?" Ye Qingguan said suddenly.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said in surprise: "Yes! Yes!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly walked into the inner room, and after a while took out a pen and paper.

Ye Qingguan sat at the table, studying ink and holding a pen, and ancient characters jumped out from the tip of the pen.

After a while, he put away the pen, handed the paper to the boy, and said seriously: "This is a method of refining the body, burn it after memorizing it, and practice according to the above method, which can save your life without worry." ”

The boy solemnly took the blank paper and stared at Ye Qingguan deeply, as if he wanted to engrave his appearance in his heart, knowing that this fluttering piece of white paper carried his life for decades to come.

The old man was so excited that he couldn't help himself, and he was about to kneel down again, but Ye Qingguan hurriedly grabbed him.

The boy also knelt down at this time, his head slammed on the ground, and after nine times, he raised his head and said seriously, "Thank you, Master." ”

Ye Qingguan was stunned, nodded and didn't speak.

Staying in the noodle shop to instruct the boy, he walked out after watching him memorize the method and burn the paper.

Looking at the blue sky, Ye Qingguan was silent, not knowing if this time was right, seeing that the boy was so similar to himself when he was young, he couldn't help but pass on the method of refining the body in the Nine Folds Que to him.

At this time, Ye Qingguan didn't know what kind of martial arts legend had been created by this benevolent act at this time!

Back at the restaurant, Ye Qingguan found that there were a lot more people from the three sects and nine streams, and the entire restaurant was crowded, talking mostly about the news of the inheritance of the Eastern Emperor, and everyone was thinking differently.

Ye Qingguan touched his chin, feeling that tonight's Sage Mansion was going to be uncalm again.

When I saw An Lanxuan, I found that he pouted and didn't even look at him, and he seemed to be a little angry.

Ye Qingguan looked at his daughter's appearance, and couldn't help but be a little funny, and deliberately teased: "You look like this, I don't know which young lady you think is a young lady dressed as a man?"

An Lanxuan suddenly panicked and became serious: "Yes, I am a seven-foot man, how can I be a woman?"

Ye Qingguan secretly laughed, with your height, where did you come from to be seven feet? But for her daughter, she is indeed tall.

"Brother Ye, where did you go during the day, you didn't take me to play. An Lanxuan began to complain.

Ye Qingguan didn't answer, and instead asked: "Three days later, it will be the opening ceremony, Brother An, do you know what assessments you have to go through to become a Confucian disciple?"

An Lanxuan glanced at him in some surprise and said, "No, Brother Ye, you don't know any of this?"

Ye Qingguan shrugged his shoulders: "That's why I said, mine is a lonely family and can't come to the stage." ”

An Lanxuan nodded and began to explain to him, but at this moment, a loud roar came from afar, and the whole street trembled, and all kinds of things hanging on the eaves crackled and fell.