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Qin Family Courtyard, the residence of Patriarch Qin Zhentian.

"Here, take it."

Qin Zhentian saw Qin Nan coming to bid him farewell early in the morning, and after nodding with a slight smile, he calmly took out a very strange thing from the storage bag at his waist and handed it to Qin Nan.

"what?"

"This, old——, ah no, grandpa, are you giving this to me?"

"This, I can, I can't want it!"

Qin Nan looked at the black lump in Qin Zhentian's hand, forming a spiral shape, pointing out, almost getting a little hot, and felt as disgusted as he wanted, and as much as he wanted. answer.

I thought to myself that this old man must have lost his mind, and he actually took out a lump of "Rice Rice" and gave it to my brother, what did he do?

"what happened?"

"Why not?"

"I can tell you, this thing is very precious."

"That's all. It was saved by our ancestors of the Qin family for hundreds of years."

"Hey, although it's a little less, it's better than nothing."

Qin Zhentian chuckled and motioned for Qin Nan to take it quickly.

"what?"

"It took hundreds of years for the ancestors to accumulate such a small amount?"

"That, that, that, then I can't ask for it."

"Grandpa, you should keep this pile of 'Rice Rice', as a souvenir."

Qin Nan felt chills after hearing these words.

Oh my god, how dare this group of old guys from the Qin family have dry intestines and constipation?
Not only is constipation serious, but also has the hobby of collecting your own 'yonedako'?

"What can't you want?"

"Must have!"

"Hey, what did you just say?"

"What's Yonedako?"

Qin Zhentian faintly felt that Qin Nan seemed to have misunderstood his meaning.

"Miyako Yoneta?"

"That's the one--."

"Isn't what you're holding in your hand the 'Mitian Gong' left by your ancestors?"

Qin Nan expressed his thoughts.

"I, day—"

"Here--"

"You little bastard, what are you talking about?"

"This, how could this be that!"

"This is the rare elixir Wulingzhi, which is thousands of years old!"

"It's the holy medicine for healing left by our ancestors of the Qin family, baby!"

"Generations of us are reluctant to use even a little bit. Didn't I hear that you are going to participate in the True Dragon Talent Competition, so did you just pack it all for you?"

"You bastard, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will beat you!"

Qin Zhen was blushing, thick-necked, bearded and staring, and he didn't care about his own image. He held a black lump in one hand, took off his boots with the other, and chased Qin Nan to beat him.

The grandfather and grandson just chased and hid each other, making Nuo Da's yard full of smog and chaos.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"Small, bastard, stop, stop."

"No, stop chasing."

"Whoohoo-"

After some chasing, Qin Zhentian naturally returned in vain, not to mention catching up to Qin Nan, he didn't even catch a hair of Qin Nan, but his old bones were exhausted and panting.

"Hey, I said grandpa."

"Even if you said it's a thousand-year-old Wulingzhi, wouldn't it still be a lump of 'Mitian Gong'?"

"It's just that it's not human, but animal."

Qin Nan stood gracefully in the middle of the courtyard, pouted.

Wulingzhi, the feces of flying squirrels or small flying squirrels, is listed as one of the traditional Chinese medicinal materials, which has excellent effects of promoting blood circulation, removing blood stasis, and relieving pain.

After all, he was a "high-achieving student" in a medical school in his previous life. The medicinal material Wulingzhi is not unfamiliar to him at all.

"You, you give me, shut up, shut up—huhu"

"Don't, say, say what, "Yone Tianko"!!"

"This is medicine, a panacea, you know?"

"Whoohoo-"

Qin Zhentian panted heavily, stared, and said angrily.

"Alright, elixir, let's go."

"But I really don't need it."

Qin Nan didn't want to argue too much, but he didn't intend to take this lump either.

Grandma's, when people go out to participate in competitions, they are all kinds of pills, magical weapons, and spirit stones, and they are piled up to give away.

But it's good to come to him, there are good things to say, and he was even sent out as a "pocket of black". Is this for him to open the door in the real dragon competition and be beaten into a "punch of black" by the way?

How can there be such a 'scourge' of one's own family, really!
"You boy, don't look at this thing as ugly and from a bad background."

"But his healing effect is amazing."

"Let me tell you this, regardless of any knife wounds, internal injuries or external injuries, as long as a tiny bit of the 'nail cap' is removed from it, put it in your mouth and melt, the injury will be cured quickly!"

"This is the best baby in the world!"

"Must take it!"

"And this, for you too!"

Qin Zhentian regained his composure, and after some explanations, without further ado, he stuffed the black lump into a storage bag, and then forced the storage bag back to Qin Nan.

"Here's—"

Qin Nan understood that Grandpa must be afraid that he would not accept it, so he handed it to him along with the storage bag.

"In addition to the magical medicine Wulingzhi, there are also several magical weapons of our Qin family-Seven-star Longyuan sword, Zhentian knife, Fang Tian's painted halberd, dragon-patterned spear, and gold-thread soft hedgehog armor, take away 2 Yuan Stones."

"Although our family is not rich, the competition you participated in this time is extraordinary, and I will definitely support you with all my strength!"

"Play well this time and strive for good results."

"As long as you can enter the top [-] in the True Dragon Competition, you will be famous in our Dagan Kingdom, and our Qin family will rise to the top in Dagan Kingdom."

"Come on!"

Qin Zhentian explained.

He almost picked out all the decent weapons in the Qin family's treasury and brought them to Qin Nan.

From the bottom of his heart, he also hoped that Qin Nan could get a better ranking, but the True Dragon Competition almost included all the young peers of the Tianwu Continent.

Although my grandson is also very good, but compared with those Tianjiao, no matter it is family resources, or martial arts skills, they don't have the slightest advantage!

"Okay, thank you grandpa."

"I will get a good grade, and I will give you the good news in advance."

"gone."

Qin Nan put away the storage bag and pinned it to her waist. After saying goodbye to Qin Zhentian, she immediately set off and rushed to the First Martial Academy to join everyone.

He didn't show off or promise too much in front of Qin Zhentian.

After all, even if some things and words are said, grandpa may not necessarily believe them.

In this case, it is better to prove it with your own performance and actual actions.

Qin Nan is looking forward to the upcoming Tianwu Continent True Dragon Talent Competition.