The Great Tao Chronicle

Chapter 114 The Goddess Statue that Disappeared in the Great Dao Sect of All Heavens I can't talk today.

An Qisheng always subconsciously forgot that his body was already a ninety-year-old man.

Although the lifespan of people with internal energy is generally longer than that of ordinary people, even if the blood exchange is successful, only one hundred and five lifespans can be exceeded by the success of the Qi meridian.

Ninety years old, among ordinary people, is really very old.

"Don't mind the old Daoist, I'm open-mouthed."

Seeing that An Qisheng didn't speak, the shopkeeper was a little apologetic. Most of the older people didn't like to hear that he was old.

"Everyone has life, old age, sickness and death, there is nothing that can't be said."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly and put down his dagger:

"Sell one piece."

Although the dagger was well made, he did not use the dagger, and it was useless to keep it.

"You are so refreshing, let's not say anything false. Seven long knives are twenty-three taels, and daggers are fifty-taels. I'll add some more to you, a total of seventy-five taels."

It is rare to meet someone who doesn't bargain, and the shopkeeper is in a good mood. After dialing the abacus a few times, he took out the silver taels from the cabinet:

"This is twenty-five taels of silver, and the silver bill of Tianrun ticket number is fifty tael, you have received it! Tianrun ticket number is all over Dafeng, you don't have to worry about the reputation, you can use the ticket number of any city in Dafeng. Exchange for silver."

"good."

An Qisheng put away the silver notes, turned around and left the weapon shop.

Although the weapons in this weapon shop are good, they still can't get into his eyes, so naturally there is no desire to buy them.

After that, he took the two little guys to buy some clothes, customized two Taoist robes, and took the two little guys for a while.

All the way to spend money like water.

Although Nanliang County is not big, it has all kinds of industries, all walks of life are not lacking, and many shops cover most of the needs of life.

Unfortunately, what An Qisheng needs most is to assist his inner strength cultivation, to heal wounds and other finished medicinal pills, at least not in Nanliang County.

Therefore, he bought a large number of medicinal herbs, and prepared to brew the medicinal herbs himself after returning.

Wang Quan is old-fashioned not knowing how to prepare any medicine pills, but in Tong Zhengyang's memory, there are many medicine pill formulas that he grabbed.

And many of them are very suitable for him now.

"Tingting, Haohao, you help the teacher to grind these herbs into powder, remember not to mix them together, and place them separately."

Put down the pile of stuff you bought.

Under An Qisheng's orders, the two little guys moved.

In the past two weeks, except for the medicinal bath, he has been studying the production of medicinal herbs.

He was also proficient in Xuanyi in his previous life. Although the medical methods of the two worlds were different, he learned very quickly. In half a month, he had already mastered several medicinal pills that Tong Zhengyang knew to assist in the practice of inner strength.

An Qisheng thought silently about the pills in his heart, which corresponded to the medicinal materials one by one.

The pill recipe that assists the practice of internal strength, no matter what force or sect, is a top secret that is absolutely not allowed to be leaked.

The few pills that Tong Zhengyang grabbed were not very good, and the best one was the golden jade pill that An Qisheng wanted to refine at this time.

Even if you eat one pill, the effect will only increase your inner strength for a few months.

Compared with the legendary Huangjue Temple, the Huandan, the human **** Erdan of the Extreme God Sect, the Yuehua Ningshuang of Baiyue Mountain Villa, the Yuandadan of the Heaven and Earth of the True Gang Dao, the Six Hells Holy Pill of the Six Hells Demon Sect, the difference is Too far too far.

It is said that a small Huan Dan in Huangjue Temple can gain half a Jiazi of internal power, and a large Huan Dan can increase internal strength by one Jiazi.

A single medicinal pill is comparable to Wang Quan's 70-year-old boy's inner strength.

Gollum~

The thick medicinal liquid turned bubbles and smelled the pungent medicinal smell, and the two little guys frowned.

An Qisheng controlled the heat and let the two little guys add herbs every once in a while.

The essence of any medicine pill lies in the weight, time, heat, and mixing ratio.

An Qisheng had tried this countless times in his dreams, so of course it wasn't a problem.

This brewing came to evening.

A huge pot of medicinal liquid, hundreds of kilograms of medicinal materials, and water, at the end only a thin layer remained, as thick as mercury.

"Finally done"

It wasn't until the red moon rose that An Qisheng breathed a sigh of relief, and it was done.

As long as the liquid medicine is dried and shaped into pills, it can be stored for a long time.

The two little guys couldn't resist and went back to sleep.

An Qisheng filled the dark medicinal liquid little by little, and the last layer was not wasted. He poured a basin of water, boiled it, and drank it.

huh~

The medicinal liquid entered the abdomen, and the five internal organs felt warm and warm.

Immediately, the rolling heat spread out from the five internal organs, reaching the limbs and trunk, and submerging into all parts of the body, until every tiny place gradually became hot.

In An Qisheng's perception, as the heat flow dissipated, the internal force in his body moved spontaneously.

It is ten times more active than when I usually run Tongzi Gong.

With his powerful control over the physical body, he could detect almost every change in his body.

The flesh is getting stronger!

"this effect"

An Qisheng's eyes lit up, and he noticed the difference in efficacy between the two worlds.

In Xuanxing, no matter what kind of tonic herbs were swallowed, it was impossible to have such an immediate effect.

call!

While he was pleasantly surprised, An Qisheng didn't want to waste any medicinal power.

With a move, he punched in the yard.

call!

Suck!

One breath, one breath, one volt together.

An Qisheng's eyes were half-closed, and the heat flow in his body was not only not consumed, but was still accumulating.

For the first time, he felt the taste of sufficient inner strength.

With the operation of Tongzi Gong, the internal force in his body is growing at a speed that can be felt, nourishing the body and filling the gap!

Huhu~

In the red moon, and the night wind whistling, I forgot about An Qi creature, punching over and over again.

The action is getting faster and faster and more skilled.

At a certain moment, he suddenly closed his eyes, soothed his mind and entered a deep sleep, while his body was still punching spontaneously!

This fight was actually a full night of fighting!

Three poles the next day.

Jiang Tingting yawned and walked out of the room, stunned.

I saw the mist in the small courtyard, like a big kettle that was burning violently, and the scalding heat waves slapped over.

In the cloud-like white air, a figure loomed and punched.

Like a fairy.

"Master"

The little guy was stunned.

She had seen Master punch before, but she had never seen anything like this.

In his senses, the master seemed to have become a flaming furnace, a big sun, making people dare not approach!

huh~

Suddenly, a huge inhalation sound came from the thick fog.

Jiang Tingting looked at it and saw that her master seemed to be standing instead of standing, squatting instead of squatting, his mouth was slightly open, and the airflow in the courtyard, the water mist was almost inhaled by him.

The breath was so long that it seemed to **** the air from the entire yard into his mouth.

Jiang Tingting held her breath unconsciously, but until she held back her face flushed, she hadn't finished breathing!

call!

After a full two minutes, An Qi's long-suffering inhalation stopped, and then he spit out a large breath of air.

Huhu~

It was as if a strong wind had blown up, and the dust and fallen leaves in the yard were all blown into the sky.

"Whoo~"

At the same time as he exhaled, An Qisheng slowly retracted his posture, and the blood and heat that had boiled all night in his body finally disappeared.

I don't know if it was an illusion or not, the wrinkles on his face spread out a lot, and the old withered face became rosy.

"That pot of medicinal liquid is comparable to my three-month penance."

An Qisheng is in high spirits.

The speed at which he practiced internal skills was four or five times faster than that of Wang Quan's old way.

Although this pot of medicinal liquid is not as effective as medicinal pills, it is fortunate that the amount is large, and the practice of one night is actually comparable to his more than three months of hard work.

If it was put on Wang Quan's body, it would be the result of his painstaking meditation for more than a year!

The effect is immediate!

"Master."

Jiang Tingting threw herself into An Qisheng's arms, and then pushed away with an "ah", as if she was electrocuted:

"Master, you are so hot."

An Qisheng calmed down slowly, went up to pick up the little guy, and rubbed her little nose:

"Tingting, do you want to learn martial arts?"

Feeling the hot breath on Master's body, Jiang Tingting tilted her head: "Can you be as hot as Master? Then Tingting won't be cold at night."

"What's this? There's more fun."

An Qisheng smiled slightly.

More than half a month of medicinal baths, deep sleep, and the benefits of improving Tongzi Gong, finally burst out under this pot of medicinal liquid.

In one fell swoop, the body's weakness was swept away.

In addition to not having the inner strength of the boy's skill accumulated by Wang Quan's 70 years, he has almost reached the realm before Wang Quan's.

The third level of external refining has been re-refined by him!

With the addition of internal strength, at this time, he will not be inferior to himself when he transformed into energy, and he is even stronger than the first line!

This is only half a month of his practice!

the next days.

An Qisheng's life was monotonous and fulfilling. Every day, he took a bubble bath, punched, and practiced kung fu.

The old Taoist priest didn't teach the two of them martial arts, but fortunately, they did teach some of them by knowing the text and hyphenation, and An Qisheng could directly teach the martial arts.

Ever since he learned the trick of not sleeping in the body and mind, An Qisheng no longer needs to sleep every day. He sleeps for an hour every two or three days at most, and his spirit is already extremely vigorous.

Gradually, An Qisheng felt the power of deep sleep.

In this state for many years, the internal organs of the person are in a high degree of coordination, and the body is becoming stronger without doing anything.

Perhaps it can't compare to the immediate effect of Jin Yudan, but it seems to have no end.

Jinyudan is the medicine of tigers and wolves. It can increase internal strength for several months at a time, but it cannot be swallowed every day, otherwise the body will become resistant to medicines, which will affect the exertion of medicines and cause waste.

But deep sleep can be done all the time, not only to restore physical strength, but also to increase spirit.

What's more, how much time can be saved if people don't need to sleep?

Originally, falling into a dream already has more than 24 hours of sleepless practice time than others, and there is no need to sleep.

One day can almost be compared to four or five days of ordinary people!

An Qisheng likes such days very much.

Calm, serene, and feel your progress every day.

Apart from himself, even some neighbors who are very interested in him do not know how strong this old Taoist looks like.

Gradually ~www.readwn.com~ autumn and winter come.

Another two months have passed.

A heavy snow swept across the Ronghua Mansion, and the land for thousands of miles was white, and the snow was so deep that official roads could not be used.

Huhu~

The cold wind howls,

A horse ran wildly in the snow.

Its speed is extremely fast, and while running, the snow behind him rises, rolling like a snow dragon.

Above the tall horse is a middle-aged swordsman with a cold expression.

Wearing a bamboo hat on his head and a long knife on his waist, the wind and snow moved with a whirring, blowing up the thin clothes on his body, making a hunting sound.

Heavy snow in the middle of winter, a single-clothed hat, and a knife across the horse.

Go straight to Nanliang City.