At night, fireflies flickered and flickered outside the window.

Song Qingshu sat cross-legged on his knees and carried Wudang Jiuyang Gong, but his body was really clean, white and empty.

Without thinking about it, Song Qingshu thought carefully about his next plans.

First of all, the poisoning in the body, Jinhua's mother-in-law said that the poison died after a month, and I don't know if it is true or not, but the current performance is just that there is no internal force in the body, in Song Qingshu's opinion, there is a small chance of other poisons, and this month's period is probably the time she can stay here.

The second is the question of whether to contact Hu Qingniu.

Song Qingshu thought for a moment, and the answer was yes. It's better to rely on others than on yourself, counting on the key to getting through Mr. Yinye to get the antidote, who knows if Mother-in-law Jinhua will be angry with herself and secretly kill her. As for running out to find others for help, the best miracle doctor in the world is here, so why should he go far and near. Besides, he has no internal strength, so it is inevitable that he will not have self-confidence in the rivers and lakes like this.

Hu Qingniu is the key breakthrough here!

For Hu Qingniu, Song Qingshu has a certain advantage, this advantage is his foresight, Song Qingshu knows why Hu Qingniu is not saved when he sees death, this is Song Qingshu's reliance.

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu felt a little bit more comfortable, and his mood relaxed.

Although the internal force is not there, Song Qingshu does not want to waste this time, it has only been two months since he obtained the Nine Yin True Scripture, and Song Qingshu has only watched part of the content of cultivation, and now he can make an overview and have a deeper understanding of this unique divine skill.

The Jiuyin True Scripture is widely accepted for martial arts, but in terms of internal strength, Song Qingshu is optimistic about the Jiuyang Divine Skill, for no other reason, the Jiuyin True Scripture is too miscellaneous, of course, the more important reason is that Song Qingshu has practiced Wudang Jiuyang Gong since he was a child, and if he turns to practice the Jiuyin True Scripture, then the internal force of his previous penance will be gone.

Although under the fame, there are no empty warriors, but for Song Qingshu, who has practiced Wudang Jiuyang Gong since childhood, this is not the most suitable for him.

Song Qingshu's main focus was on techniques shaped like the Nine Yin White Bone Claws of the Soul Shifting Dafa!

In particular, the Dafa of Soul Transfer, practiced to a high level, can make people know and speak, and even like a puppet being manipulated by others, it can be said that it is the most important exercise for Song Qingshu in addition to the chapter on easy tendon forging and bone forging and healing.

When he was in the beggar gang, Song Qingshu used Scar Tiger once, and the effect was really good, so Song Qingshu has been pondering on the road in his spare time recently.

However, after only a while of today's practice, Song Qingshu felt groggy in his mind.

Song Qingshu hurriedly put down his cultivation and looked back on what he had remembered, and there was indeed no omission.

Cultivation is a big thing. Song Qingshu didn't dare to slack off, and once again reviewed the content of the Soul Shifting Dafa in the Nine Yin True Scripture word by word, and finally found the knot.

The pure spiritual power of the Soul Shifting Dafa is not only related to whether a person's spirit is strong or not, but also related to the depth of a person's internal strength. In addition to the spiritual will, it has a miraculous effect on people whose internal strength is weaker than their own, and if it is almost the same as their own internal force, they may be counterattacked.

Now that Song Qingshu's internal force is empty, as if he is an ordinary person, and then he uses the Dafa of Soul Transfer, his head feels dizzy, and it is precisely because he has been hit by the backlash.

It seems that the matter of recovering internal strength is not too late, and the sense of urgency in Song Qingshu's heart is getting hotter and hotter.

Practicing martial arts is like a reverse journey, and I am also a pedestrian.

Nothing was said all night.

Early in the morning, next to the hut.

After practicing marksmanship, Song Qingshu brought in the stream, washed off the sweat stains all over his body, picked up another set of clothes from the package, and Song Qingshu walked to Hu Qingniu's thatched hut with a clear purpose.

The door of the thatched hut was closed, and I didn't know if Hu Qingniu had gotten up, and Song Qingshu would not be idle, picking up the broom in the courtyard, Song Qingshu quietly cleaned up the courtyard.

In his previous life, Song Qingshu also lived in the countryside, and when he was a child, his family was an ordinary house built with black and red tiles, and now he is also handy when he does these jobs.

Song Qingshu's voice was very quiet, and he didn't want to make noise to Hu Qingniu, but not long after, Song Qingshu only heard the sound of the deadbolt being flicked, and the door opened.

I saw a middle-aged man with beautiful bones standing in front of the door, wearing a blue-gray shirt, it was the person from yesterday - Hu Qingniu.

It also happened that Song Qingshu had just cleaned the courtyard and put the broom aside, when he heard Hu Qingniu ask, "Child, where are you from?" ”

Song Qingshu was neither humble nor arrogant: "A person without a father or a mother." This is a statement he has thought of a long time ago, and it is also in line with the truth, his parents are only in another world, and Song Yuanqiao will never recognize it.

Hu Qingniu was slightly moved, nodded and said; Oh, come here. ”

After Song Qingshu approached, Hu Qingniu grabbed Song Qingshu's wrist with one hand, but he felt that his pulse was beating very strangely, and he couldn't help but be surprised. ”

After speaking, his eyes were like torches, staring directly at Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu was stared at and did not have stage fright, "I am not a member of the He faction, but when I was a child, I met an old man on the road when I was begging outside, and the old man was also a beggar, but he was very good to me and taught me martial arts." ”

Hu Qingniu looked at Song Qingshu's gaze, the child looked directly at him, his eyes did not flicker, and his speech was extremely natural, so he believed half of it.

"Then why did you end up in this place?

As early as yesterday, Song Qingshu thought of a series of rhetoric. Hu Qingniu asked again, and Song Qingshu talked about the true and false experiences of the old beggar Shan and told them eloquently.

“....... One day, when I woke up, I found that the old beggar was gone, and I searched all the way to this place. ”

Speaking of this, Song Qingshu couldn't help but take a sip and said angrily; Who knew that I would meet this old witch, a golden flower hit my feet, and poisoned me, saying that I wanted to come to you for help, and didn't add any light or secret religion to me, otherwise I would have to cut off my tongue, and hang my body on a big tree, how do you say this, how can there be such a hateful woman, no wonder the old beggar told me that this beautiful woman is a tiger, and all of them are femme fatales, I ...... today."

Song Qingshu deliberately spoke, gushing endlessly, and his mouth was full of complaints about Jinhua's mother-in-law, and he didn't blame Hu Qingniu at all, Hu Qingniu became more and more convinced of Song Qingshu's words, and became more and more weak, and there was a trace of pity in his heart, this child was affected by himself.

Originally, when he heard the front, Hu Qingniu had the idea of letting Song Qingshu join the Ming Sect and then heal and detoxify him, but Song Qingshu said the threat of Jinhua's mother-in-law unabashedly, which made Hu Qingniu embarrassed.

said in his heart: "If you don't save you when you die, do you really want to see death and not save you?"